Chapter 467 Is He Dead?

"Stop, Sirius, wake up." Fan Lin said, and a circle of ice walls tightly surrounded the hole on the floor. Sirius's movements were too dangerous. No one knew what was waiting below, or a huge mouth that swallowed everything.

Dumbledore also woke up in time. With the interruption of outsiders, it was easy for Dumbledore to wake up with his strength.

However, the old face could not cover the tears on his face. Fan Lin was a little curious about what Dumbledore remembered, perhaps Grindelwald, or his dead sister.

Ariana, Dumbledore!

This is a name that makes Dumbledore sad. Fan Lin remembered that due to the stimulation of several Muggle boys, he became mentally ill and never entered Hogwarts. He died in a three-way fight between Dumbledore, Grindelwald and Dumbledore's brother Aberforth. Dumbledore felt sad and blamed himself for this. Albus' mother and sister were buried in Godric's Hollow, with the epitaph "Where the treasure is, there is the heart too"

There is no doubt that the illusion created by the void creature is very likely about Albus' sister. If it is something else, with Dumbledore's intelligence, it is impossible for him to break free.

You know, Dumbledore's intelligence is well known. He does not have the blood of Slytherin, but relying on learning, Dumbledore still mastered the Parseltongue.

This is also the conclusion that Fan Lin came to after constantly flipping through his memories. Otherwise, why would it be so coincidental that Dumbledore's phoenix, Fawkes, rushed over the moment they entered the Chamber of Secrets.

"Professor Dumbledore, you are awake." Fan Lin said, "I'm sorry that I didn't wake you up the first time. Sirius..."

"Some illusions." Dumbledore said, "It's easy to solve."

"I'm not worried about this, professor..." Fan Lin said, pointing to the inside surrounded by the ice wall.

"The thing here is still alive. I can feel it." Fan Lin said, and he pulled Sirius back.

The priest's expression was very serious. The staff in his hand emitted a steady light. The light was very hot, and Fan Lin felt a burning sensation.

"Sirius, wake up quickly." Fan Lin said, and he patted Sirius' back hard. Under the dual stimulation of magic and flesh, Sirius also struggled to break free.

"I saw Voldemort kill Remus in front of me, and Wormtail was standing next to Voldemort." Sirius' eyes showed a dark red tone.

"You should distinguish between illusion and reality, Sirius, Peter Pedrill is still imprisoned in the depths of Azkaban."

"I will confirm it when I go back." Sirius said.

"Okay, but you must stay calm." Fan Lin said, he just moved his hand away from Sirius, and a deeper throbbing was transmitted from everyone's heart.

"Hmph." The priest snorted heavily, and the scepter in his hand fell to the ground. The golden divine power immediately activated all the runes.

"Damn it, are you the heir of Athena?" A gloomy roar came from the ground.

It was like a substantial sound wave that continued to spread in front of everyone's eyes.

"Be careful." Dumbledore said, and the halo of magic instantly covered several people. However, under the impact of the sound wave, Dumbledore's hasty defense did not seem so solid.

"ProtegoMaima (armor protection)!"

The ice-blue protective shield joined the defense in an instant. For the sake of safety, Fan Lin did not hold back, and he directly used the magic in the Philosopher's Stone.

The light of the armor protection turned into substance in an instant, as if a solid barrier was set up in front of everyone.

"But I was a little careless." Dumbledore said, his eyes became deeper and deeper, and his eyes like stars were hidden under his half-moon glasses.

Rumbling sounds continued to come out from the ground, and even the temple reinforced by the Dante sequence began to shake at this moment.

"He is coming out." The priest said in a deep voice, "The restrictions left by the goddess can no longer control him, but I can feel that he is very weak."

As the priest spoke, his hands did not stop moving, and the runes that were originally all over the temple became active in an instant.

The ice wall of Fanlin had dissipated in the heat, and a large net woven entirely by divine patterns tightly covered the exit.

"When he comes out, I will use the remains of this temple to block him as much as possible, and you can just help attack from the side." The priest frowned, the flame of divinity burned from his arms, and obscure ancient Greek spells rang out of his mouth.

It can be seen that the spell prepared by the priest is not a simple thing. When it reaches the level of the priest and Dumbledore, even some advanced white magic does not need to be chanted, and the spell prepared by the priest must be a very powerful one.

Fan Lin thought of the magic circle left by Andrew. For the magic of sacrifice, perhaps it could reach that level with the blessing of the temple, but the void creature at the moment was far from the dying monster.

Fan Lin thought of the magic he had cast at that time, the guardian spell, a collection of all the good things. This spell was still very lethal to the void creature.

"Professor Dumbledore, use the Patronus Charm. That guy is very afraid of such a spell." Fan Lin said quickly. He held his staff tightly and felt the fluctuations from the space debris in his hand. The cold The breath made Fanlin's brain sober as never before.

Before the ritual incantation was even halfway prepared, a violent impact came from the hollow.

Fan Lin saw a black claw hitting the large web woven with divine patterns.

"You can't stop me. Even Athena didn't kill me. It's just you, a bunch of little ants, the bastards at the bottom of the food chain."

"You shouldn't talk so much nonsense." Fan Lin said loudly, waving his staff gently, and dots of silver light condensed on the tip of the staff.

"Epecto Patronum!" Fan Lin's staff turned slightly, and a silver cat rushed out of Fan Lin's staff with a long tail flame and roared.

With the support of unstinting magic power, the cat's form is also approaching perfection. If Professor Luping were here, he would definitely be amazed that Fan Lin cast a perfect Patronus Charm.

Of course, it would be even more perfect without this thing in front of me.

Fanlin's patron saint circled the sky, and a soft cat meow echoed in the empty temple.

I have to say that this brought a touch of softness to the originally tense atmosphere.

Then Sirius's black dog rushed out of his wand.

What concerned Fanlin most was Dumbledore's Patronus Charm, which was a phoenix, which seemed to fit Fox's appearance very well.

Will the Animagus that stumped Dumbledore turn into a phoenix?

This is an amazing thing. In the history of the wizarding world, except for Merlin, there is no other person who can transform into a creature with powerful magic through transformation.

Fan Lin couldn't control that much. The jungle net woven by the divine pattern had begun to show signs of damage. He could not let this thing unscrupulously destroy the defense of the sacrifice.

The silver light burst out in an instant. Even without the original protection, through the dual methods of the magic stone and the staff, the power of the Patronus Curse that had been accumulated for a long time was no weaker than Dumbledore's. How many.

If it weren't for those blazing golden divine patterns, the entire temple would have seemed to be swallowed up by the burst of light from the three patron saint spells.

There was a silvery white color everywhere, accompanied by the wailing sound of the void creation. It seemed that the thing they hit was very painful.

Of course, this is just pain.

Fan Lin's heart sank slightly. Since he could still make a sound, this meant that their spells only brought some non-fatal damage to the void creations.

This thing is difficult to kill, a fact that Fanlin has always kept in mind.

Waiting for the white light to dissipate, Fan Lin did not stop working on the magic spell in his hand. He began to accumulate strength again.

However, their Patronus Spell seemed to have completely angered the void creation, and a destructive beam of light emitted through the gaps in the divine pattern.

They had all seen this beam before. During the battle between Athena, the place where the inverted beam swept was like an abyss of hell.

Why can this thing still retain such powerful power?

Doesn't Fan Lin understand very well that the seal that stumped Athena has no effect at all?

"Get away, Fan Lin." Sirius shouted, he pushed Fan Lin away from his original position, and then, a huge stone fell to Fan Lin's original position.

The large net woven by the divine patterns seems a bit vulnerable in front of the creation of the void.

The beam penetrated the seal, and then punched a hole in the top of the temple.

A huge claw clawed at the edge of the hollow, and the damage to the divine pattern net was enough to allow parts of the void creation to pass through.

The priest was still preparing his magic spell. He didn't seem to care about what was happening in front of him. The divine patterns in the temple began to become brighter and brighter.

"You all must die." The roaring voice did not stop. Fan Lin saw the claws grabbing onto the large web intertwined with divine patterns. With a clear sound of breaking, the large web woven by divine patterns became thinner in an instant. It was dilapidated, and Fan Lin saw half of the dragon's head exposed from the hole.

Some silver radiance is attached to the top of the void creation's head, which is left by the previous impact of the patron saint spell. This is just some physical damage.

Dumbledore didn't hesitate at all. With a slight stroke of his wand, a blade condensed from flames struck the head of the void creation heavily.

"Damn ants, you succeeded in irritating me." The void creature in the form of a dragon shook its head. He struggled outwards, and there were some faint signs of cracks on the ground.

As if feeling the creation of the void crawling out, the divine patterns that were originally all over the temple began to attack spontaneously, and some sparse golden lightning kept hitting the body of the creation of the void.

Like small spiritual snakes, these lightning bolts continuously penetrated into the body of the void creation, but did not leave any damage on the surface of the body.

Fan Lin knew that the true nature of this thing was nothing more than a black mist-like consciousness, plus a body that was pieced together by constant looting.

Fan Lin very much doubted whether those ancient black magicians drew on the essence of void creation and merged different flesh and blood to create a brand new monster.

This idea does not seem to be unfounded. Perhaps he should collect information and investigate when he goes back.

"Hydro jet (water cutting)!" Fan Lin waved his staff lightly, and a stream of transparent water was released from the tip of his staff, and then wrapped around the body of the void creation.

After completing the entanglement, the water flow began to rotate sharply.

However, the dragon's magic resistance is not so simple to cut into pieces. Fan Lin feels that his magic power consumption has become very rapid. However, compared with the harvested effect, this seems to be nothing worth mentioning.

"Pay attention to your magic." Dumbledore said, he took a step forward, and the scarlet light hit the head of the void creation like a cannonball.

Fan Lin saw a piece of black flesh being shattered into pieces by Dumbledore in one blow.

Powerful black magic, indeed Dumbledore's battle is not limited to those known spells.

But in terms of effect, Dumbledore's curse is not comparable to Fan Lin's level.

"Professor Dumbledore, the essence of this thing is a black mist."

In Fan Lin's eyes, the body of this thing is not that powerful, and the skill of water grinding is not very applicable. It is like a rock. As long as there is a big enough impact, cracking is the inevitable result.

Fanlin followed Dumbledore's example. Since it has great resistance to sharpness, Dumbledore's method is very suitable.

A cold air was quickly released from Fan Lin's staff. Under the influence of the cold air, the movements of the void creations began to become sluggish.

A large area of ​​ice crystals began to condense on the exposed body of the void creation, so staying still was a good choice.

Under Dumbledore's spell, the raging flames turned into a phoenix bathed in fire. This was the magic of the rebirth and calamity spell, coupled with Dumbledore's exquisite control, it exploded with a power no less than that of Andrew's magic circle.

When the flames hit the ice, they naturally destroyed the body of the void creation.

"Is this the end of this thing?" Sirius couldn't believe his eyes, but naturally everyone saw the broken dragon head.

This is a living void creation, and naturally it should not be destroyed so easily. The magic of the sacrifice is still being prepared, which gives Fan Lin an unreal feeling.

But that violent struggle has stopped, and even the divine patterns have stopped attacking. (To be continued)