Chapter 708 Long Time No See, Tom!
The big python made of black mist snaked its body and quickly approached, and the negative emotions that were constantly growing in his mind became more and more intense.
Ivan and Sirius could still endure it, but Harry, who was already weak, could not do so well. He even fell because he was distracted while running. If Sirius hadn't been holding him, Harry would have died directly. He rolled to the bottom of the mountain.
"Harry! Are you okay?" Sirius asked worriedly.
Harry gasped and shook his head. He didn't even have the strength to reply. He just felt that his legs were about to break.
Ivan knew very well that this was not going to work. It was impossible for them to outrun the black mist with their legs.
If he were alone, Ivan would be sure to escape from Voldemort's hands and even fight with blood magic for a while, but if he needed to protect others at the same time, it would become an extremely difficult job.
He turned his head and glanced, and saw that the python, which was dozens of feet long, was getting closer and closer to them. The snake head at the front opened its mouth wide, as if it wanted to swallow them whole, and the snake's mouth was spreading... The black mist even vaguely revealed Voldemort's strange and ferocious snake face.
Ivan, who had fought against Horcruxes before, did not dare to let the black mist get close to him, so he immediately waved his wand and shouted loudly.
"Expecto Patronum~ (Calling God to Protect)"
The dazzling white light cut through the darkness, and then a clear hissing sound resounded in the desolate mountain. The vast white mist poured out from the top of Ivan's wand, and quickly condensed into an illusory unicorn, straight away. Rushing into the open mouth of the snake, running rampant in the long snake body.
However, what Ivan didn't expect was that Voldemort did not condense the black mist and fight with his unicorn shadow like his Horcrux. Instead, the huge black mist python collapsed in an instant. Come, the billowing black mist is like a raging wave, pressing directly towards the three of them.
Ivan's expression suddenly changed, and he quickly retracted most of the white mist, surrounding it into a semi-circular shield, protecting everyone in the middle.
The black mist formed a "huge wave" and was photographed from the air. As soon as it came into contact with the shield, they began to melt with each other. The thick shield became thinner and thinner under the corrosion of the black mist...
The previous third game had already consumed a lot of Ivan's strength. In addition to transforming the tree man in the cemetery, using the magic eye, and leading people to perform apparation, the magic power in his body had been almost exhausted.
Without the support of a large amount of magic power, the Patronus Charm he used was no match for Black Mist.
Harry and Sirius also hurriedly waved their wands to release their Patronuses, but without the blessing of the power of blood, their Patronus Spells were extremely fragile and only lasted a few seconds before falling apart.
Ivan on the other side also felt that the shield he had created was on the verge of collapse.
"Get ready, I'm afraid we have to move again! Sirius, you take Harry and go first, I will be there soon!" Ivan said eagerly.
Harry was very worried about Ivan being left here alone, but he knew more clearly that he was a burden now, so he opened his mouth and said nothing in the end.
Sirius nodded solemnly, and without a moment's delay grabbed Harry's hand and prepared to cast the spell.
Although using apparation in battle is an extremely dangerous thing, and if not, he may die directly here, but the current situation no longer allows him to think so much, and Sirius can only hope that luck can stand on his side again. Their side once!
At this moment, Ivan, who was maintaining the protective magic, suddenly found that the pressure he had to bear was much less, and the black mist surrounding him was slowly receding.
Sirius, who also noticed the abnormality, also stopped casting spells, with a hint of joy on his face. Voldemort had no reason to let them go. This probably meant that the support they had been waiting for had arrived!
Sure enough, a burst of ethereal fairy music soon reached their ears, and the sound got closer and closer. After a while, a phoenix with its whole body on fire rushed out of the black mist.
"It's Fawkes!" Harry shouted in surprise.
Ivan and Sirius were really relieved when they saw the phoenix. They knew they were safe.
After Fox saw the three of them, he couldn't help but let out a cheerful cry, and then the swaying golden-red flames exploded around him.
Endless firelight occupied the vision of Ivan and others, and the warm flames covered their bodies, instantly dispelling the coldness brought by the black mist.
Ivan thought Fox was here to take them away, but he didn't. After the fire dissipated, they were still where they were.
And Fox had transformed into a huge flaming phoenix, fighting with the python condensed in the black mist in mid-air.
The big python twisted its body ferociously, opened its mouth and bit the wings of the flaming phoenix, tearing them hard, and even rolled up its long snake body.
The golden-red flaming phoenix pecked the python's head with its beak, one claw tightly clasping the snake's tail, and strands of golden "feathers" continued to float down and burn on the python's body, exploding One pothole after another appeared.
Ivan watched the battle in mid-air. He really couldn't tell who had the upper hand. He only knew that with the magic power of the two, the winner might not be determined for a while.
"Expecto Patronum~" Ivan was worried that Dumbledore would lose due to his poor condition, so he summoned the Patronum again and planned to intervene in the battle!
The unicorn let out an angry hiss as soon as it appeared. The soul of Cecilia was extremely dissatisfied with the defeat in the previous battle, and immediately raised the sharp horn on its head and hit the black mist python.
But before it could get close to the giant python, which it knew was outmatched, it collapsed into black mist that filled the sky...
The victorious Flame Phoenix had no intention of pursuing it. It turned into a ball of fire and fell straight from the sky to the ground like Nirvana. In the burst of fire, Dumbledore's figure emerged.
He just stood in front of the three of them. The air waves caused by the flames rattled his robes, and his long silver-white beard was blown by the wind, but Dumbledore didn't pay attention. Staring not far ahead.
A large amount of black mist is quickly gathering there again, and finally condenses into a figure, that is Voldemort!
The two of them stood face to face, with a vague sense of oppression constantly extending from their bodies. Harry and Sirius were unable to speak under such an imposing confrontation.
Ivan's situation is much better and he is basically unaffected, but he still feels a little uncomfortable...
"Long time no see, Tom!" Dumbledore looked at Voldemort and greeted him calmly, as if they were not having a life-and-death confrontation, but an ordinary meeting.
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