Chapter 1823 The Dreamland Ends
Text Chapter 1823: The Dreamland Ends
Here is her dreamland!
Therefore, she is the master here.
As long as Hermione thinks, "Punching Dumbledore and kicking Voldemort" is not an impossible thing, if it is not possible, then she will also end this bad dream, no matter what way, she has had enough here up!
Under the awe-inspiring eyes of the students, she came to the front of the auditorium. As before, Dumbledore fought fiercely with Quirrell Voldemort. With Voldemort's help, Quirrell subtly suppressed Dumbledore.
The green light of the Killing Curse shot out from Voldemort's mouth continuously, some of them hit Dumbledore, and the other part flew into the crowd. The professors frantically tried to stop them, but there were too many students, everyone was stacked one on top of the other, and from time to time someone was shot and died.
On the floor lay the bodies of many people, and they lay there without making a sound. It was the first time for Hermione to feel the fragility of life so clearly. Many of her familiar classmates died like this, which was really an extremely bad experience.
Noticing Hermione, Professor McGonagall yelled, "Get out of here!"
But Hermione was indifferent, she wanted to dominate this dream, and then end it all.
It seemed that she felt the change in her mentality, and the dream began to change again.
Voldemort's shrill laughter grew louder, his strength growing rapidly as the death toll mounted.
"Face death, it will only make me stronger."
The black mist behind Quirrell's head spread out, and a large disproportionate black claw suddenly stretched out, and then another one. The black shadow gradually evolved into a ferocious human form, like a god and demon descending into the world.
That terrifying shape protruded abruptly from Quirrell's small head, grew rapidly, and finally transformed into a terrifying black shadow monster.
It looks somewhat similar to Voldemort, looking even more evil.
There were only two scarlet rays of light on that dead white face, and the whole body seemed to be wearing a suit of armor, with dangerous black spikes growing on it, and the black mist changed and twisted.
The most terrifying thing is Voldemort's two huge palms. They are definitely not human hands, but the claws of beasts. No, they are not beasts either. It is difficult for Hermione to describe what they are. The spines replace the nails and look particularly dangerous.
Like a scorpion's tail, Voldemort turned upside down on Quirrell's head, and the two combined to form a new monster.
It shook the dark body and let out a shrill roar. A black light flashed, and several professors who had no time to dodge were knocked into the air.
Quirrell and the monster on his head launched a crazy attack on Dumbledore at the same time, and the attack method was also extremely terrifying. The wand in Quirrell's hand kept shooting all kinds of magic and death curses, and the evil Voldemort on his head was waving Claws, each strike seemed to tear the air apart.
One after another black traces remained in the air, unable to dissipate for a long time.
"Die, die, all die!" Voldemort uttered a shrill voice, "I draw strength from death, and your weakness makes me strong! Give up, surrender, tremble, you ridiculous There is no point in resisting."
The battle has gone so far that it has exceeded the scope of ordinary people's comprehension.
It wasn't magic at all, or rather, it wasn't wizards and magic Hermione knew about.
She hoped that this was just a dream, and that the evil Voldemort in reality would not be like this. She really couldn't imagine how to defeat this terrible monster.
Voldemort swung his huge claws across the field, and the professors were quickly defeated. In the end, the two black palms closed together, holding Dumbledore only in it.
They squeezed hard, trying to crush Dumbledore. At the same time, Quirrell's wand cast a deadly curse at him.
A strange sound sounded, the shadow of fire flashed, and a figure appeared out of thin air to block the mortal attack for Dumbledore. It was the Phoenix Fox, which swallowed Quirrell's Killing Curse in one gulp.
Then, in the light of the fire, it fell to the ground and quickly became a hairless ugly bird.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Dumbledore's wand emitted golden light, and the golden light formed a cage to trap the monster in front of it, and it released Dumbledore with a painful scream.
Hermione and Dumbledore watched, she had never seen the Headmaster so miserable.
Even before, Dumbledore's last moment, he still maintained his demeanor.
"I can't hold on for long, boy, go to the chamber on the fourth floor and get the Sorcerer's Stone." Dumbledore said weakly, looking at Hermione, "Only by using the power of the Sorcerer's Stone can you defeat it. The Sorcerer's Stone is in the Inside the Mirror of Reese, go, you are our only hope!"
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Take the Philosopher's Stone?
never!
Hermione didn't want to go get some Philosopher's Stone.
She didn't want to follow the storyline of the dream anymore, it didn't make sense, she had to end this bad dream now, either let her end Voldemort, or let Voldemort kill her.
Ignoring Dumbledore, Hermione walked towards the golden cage and raised her wand at Voldemort, feeling that her own attack would defeat him, and her wand shot a ball of flame.
The flames burned towards the monster in the cage. It roared like a beast, its terrifying face twisted, its slender pupils shone red, and its sharp black claws deformed the entire cage.
The flames scorched Voldemort, but they were still unable to cause fatal damage to it.
"Your strength is not enough." Dumbledore shouted, "I will help you!"
He raised his wand, and a white ball of energy shot at Hermione. Hermione felt the influx of powerful magic power, and her flame color deepened and became stronger. More and more students raised their wands, and clusters of magic power merged into Hermione's body.
She possesses endless power and becomes the real master. The flames glowed brightly, glowed with golden light, exuded fiery temperature, and burned Voldemort to ashes with the cage.
"No!" Quirrell Voldemort let out a final roar, and then disappeared.
The professors and other students gathered around again, ready to praise Hermione, but Hermione didn't stop the flames. After burning Voldemort to death, it continued to engulf everything around it, spreading to the entire hall, and the hellish flames swept everything.
The heat is rolling in and the world is breaking apart. Everything around, everyone, even Hermione herself, was engulfed in flames.
Although she couldn't feel the pain, Hermione knew that this dream should end here.
She ruined everything!
The dream could no longer be maintained, and when she opened her eyes again, she unexpectedly found that she had returned to the auditorium again. The tables of four colleges were placed side by side in front of her.
Hermione was a little surprised, no, this is not the auditorium, but the Hogwarts kitchen!
She had been here many times before at school, and there was a brick fireplace along the wall next to the four house tables, where the house-elves cooked.