Standing in front of the pitch-black stone wall, Malfoy held a glass bottle in his hand, filled with a golden, lively liquid that bounced back and forth.

Soon, he lifted the cork and drank it down. A sweet smell filled his mouth, leaving Jean feeling satisfied.

It may not be the most powerful potion yet, but it must be the most wonderful. It can change people's luck for a period of time - for the better.

Maybe it was an immediate effect, or maybe it was a psychological effect, and Malfoy felt that he could now do what he wanted, and he had the illusion that he could do anything.

He lifted the trapdoor in the basement, illuminated the room with his wand, and walked down the stairs.

Nagini's body was wrapped around a tattered hanger, and he looked at the visitor with his scarlet eyes.

The person who came was the master's subordinate, and Nagini knew this person, and he could not eat it, and if he ate it, the master would be angry.

But soon he saw the killing intent in Malfoy's eyes.

The entangled snake body scattered, swished and untied, and slid to the ground.

Malfoy waved his wand.

The rough vines suddenly tore over the hard stone surface and sprang up unexpectedly, entangled Nagini's slippery body.

A pitch-black flame was suddenly summoned and flew straight towards the giant python, the vines were very strong, locking Nagini's struggle, and the flames touched Nagini's body without any suspense.

As a fierce fire, he successfully broke through its lower limit of "magic defense" and began to erode his body.

But Malfoy didn't find it easy.

Something very incomprehensible happened.

Ideally, the fire would have caused fatal damage and destroyed the soul after touching the Horcrux, but now it is far beyond the scope of difficulty.

Nagini's snake body was extremely flexible, and it actually grew deep, turned around and decisively bit off his flame-stained tail, and with a brush, the piece was bitten off

The bloody flesh blurred and the bloody flesh turned out.

Nagini frantically struggled to break free of the taut vines.

Malfoy's brow furrowed, his figure dodging and wrestling in the cramped space as he pulled the venom-quenched Gryffindor's sword from his cuff.

For a while, the chandelier, sofa, chair and stone wall all turned into black iron chains, and once again tied Nagini's actions.

Malfoy's swift movements, maneuvering left and right in the tight space, struck in a single blow, a sword blessed with razor magic and quenched with basilisk venom slicing through Nagini's smooth scales.

That didn't slow down the sword's tipping, like a sharp knife cutting through paper as thin as a cicada's wings.

Blood spurted out, but it once again aroused its furious ferocity.

Then the expected reaction did not happen, and the python did not dissipate into a few wisps of green smoke.

Malfoy's face sank, and he had to come closer, his chains tighter.

The sharp blade pierced Nagini's skull, stabbing through the center of the snake's eyes.

But unlike the expected death of the snake, Nagini's scarlet blood gushed from the top of his head, and its power suddenly burst out like a flashback, and began to dance wildly with its sturdy body as thick as a bucket, fighting back against the humans who dared to hurt him.

The tables, chairs and benches in the entire house were overturned by its thick body, and the snake's tail slapped against the walls, even making the whole room tremble, and then it fell to the ground unwillingly, apparently dead.

A chill that rushed straight to his back began to spread.

Why can't a quenched sword inflict fatal damage on a Horcrux?

It seems that Nagini was only stimulated by physical damage.

If it is a Horcrux, after encountering the venom infiltration, it will definitely collapse instantly.

But now, Nagini seems to have only caused some injuries that were not fatal, but they have only inspired his ferocity.

Fortunately, a beast is a beast after all, and even if it has some spirituality, it is no better than a human in battle.

However, it was not a simple snake, Voldemort was its master.

So Malfoy wasn't sure, and was ready to take a few more steps forward and make sure it was dead.

And just as he was about to pull out his sword again and behead Nagini completely, on the cold floor, the head of the snake that had been pierced by the sword and inserted on the floor suddenly moved, and the head pierced by the long sword suddenly moved, and slammed into it, blocking all the light of the window, and pounced fiercely.

The snake eyes and Malfoy stared straight at each other for a moment.

The latter became sluggish for a moment, as if he had been petrified, as if he had been hit by Medusa's petrification curse.

That brief moment of staring together completely triggered the trap left by Voldemort.

The terrifying spiritual impact seemed to pierce his mind, it was not a depraved temptation, not the whispering of a demon, not a sweet sugar-coated cannonball.

It was a fierce bombardment under a high degree of spiritual condensation, without any concealment or embellishment.

Superb skill could not overcome the accumulation of abundance, and the heaviest impact from Voldemort sent Malfoy into complete vertigo.

Just when he barely came back to his senses.

Nagini had already snapped back on Malfoy's throat.

Malfoy's neck was tightened, and it became difficult to breathe.

Luckily, Nagini's strength also decreased, and the tense snake began to loosen, and it began to truly move towards death, after all, it had been injured so much before.

As soon as it was released, its fangs inevitably slashed against Malfoy's right shoulder, and the red blood instantly blackened and emitted a foul stench.

In an instant, Malfoy lost control of his right hand, the toxin quickly paralyzing his nerves, and the wand in his hand was released almost instantly.

"Tear it apart!" Malfoy, barely breathless, switched his wand to another hand and whispered the spell to Nagini, who was already stiff.

By this time, Nagini's head had been completely cleared, deeply embedded in the wall, and the power of the spell was beyond imagination, and the flesh and blood smashed through the stone wall.

Inch by inch cracks, turning to dust and dying, can no longer die.

I don't know what kind of magic Voldemort applied to it, but it can still move after death.

A terrible thought arose in Malfoy's mind, but he was not sure, and he gradually felt his thoughts begin to slow

Then an irresistible feeling of dizziness hit Malfoy, and with a whirlwind of sensations, he threw his head back and fell.

"It doesn't look like the Elixir works that well. ”

It was his last thought before he fainted.

Then he leaned forward and fell, his forehead slamming against the cold marble floor, and the black blood spread from the wound, as if it was about to consume Malfoy's whole body.

But he felt no pain, for all his senses were temporarily invalidated, and he fell into a coma.

And Nagini, who lost his head, died too much to die anymore.

A snake and a person are lying quietly in this dark room, the former has completely lost his life, and the latter, it seems that he is not far from death.

No one knows what kind of big battle is going on here.