Chapter Eighty-Nine: Waiting

"Shhh Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info He was covered in white snake scales, and his mouth protruded from time to time with a long, forked blue tongue.

The pair of indifferent snake pupils in his eyes had long since lost the warmth of being a human, and had been replaced by a dangerous bloodthirsty beast.

"Oh my God!" Ron covered his mouth with his hand to keep himself from exclaiming, and he took two steps back in fear - his best friend had become a monster before his eyes, which no one could accept.

Ron's movement immediately caught Harry Potter's attention, and his indifferent snake eyes stared at Ron deadly, seeming to be interested in the moving Ron.

"Don't move, Ron. "Although snakes rely on their sense of smell and heat to hunt, like other cold-blooded animals, they are very interested in moving objects. ”

Ron didn't dare to move.

"Harry, are you alright?" Sirius was alarmed, but he still couldn't reassure his godson. He took a slight half-step forward, holding his wand in his right hand.

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"Keep a safe distance! Harry Potter is no longer himself. Silver drew his wand and motioned for Sirius to take notice. "Watch out, Sirius!"

Before he could finish speaking, Harry Potter sprang at his nearest Sirius—like a serpent that catapulted and attacked its prey.

"Harry, be sober!" Sirius reacted quickly, "Quickly imprisoned!"

The Curse of Imprisonment had only given him a moment's notice.

"What?" the little wolf couldn't believe it, as an elite wizard, he confidently cast a confinement spell that even a thick-skinned troll could not ignore, but now hitting Harry was like tickling him.

"There are many obstacles!" Ron also relieved at this time, he was most afraid of spiders, and Ron was still somewhat resistant to snakes. But his spell was worse than Sirius's Bondage Spell, and it hit Harry like a mud cow in the sea.

"Have you inherited the magic resistance of the White-scaled Serpent? Silver narrowed his eyes, the strange black-covered magic book he had seized from the dead Voldemort, and he knew a lot of anecdotes about his ancestor—the secret of immortality that Richard Silver had never forgotten, originally engraved by ancient wizards on the snakeskin of a white phosphorus serpent. At that time, the white-scaled serpent had shown amazing magic resistance during the battle with Richard Silver, and even the killing curse could not break through the scale armor of the white-scaled serpent. In the end, it was Richard Silver who set a trap and used an alchemy bomb to kill the white-scaled snake that had lived for an unknown number of years.

And the amazing magic resistance shown by Harry Potter at the moment is obviously inseparable from the white-scaled snake.

"Blazing!" Silver decided to test Harry Potter's skills on his own.

A blazing flame erupted from Silver's staff and rushed towards Harry Potter's face, but Harry Potter, the snake man, reacted quickly, quickly landed to dodge the flames, and then pounced on the little wolf again.

"Looks like magic resistance isn't as high as I thought it would be. Silver was relieved and dodged his Flame Charm, indicating that magic still had an effect on Harry Potter. Just now, Silver was thinking that if Harry Potter, who fused two copies of Voldemort's Split Soul, could achieve magic immunity, there would be no need to compete head-on with the boss outside the castle for a while. Thankfully, it's not that bad.

Sirius didn't know that so many thoughts were spinning in Silver's mind in just a moment, he only knew that with the speed of his godson flying towards him, he didn't have time to cast a second spell.

Just as Sirius was about to be pounced on by Harry Potter, Dumbledore finally struck - he didn't move as fast as a 117-year-old man, he swung his wand like a leather whip, and a long silver light came out of the tip of his wand and turned into a long whip that would wrap around Harry Potter.

Harry Potter was bound by a magical whip, and castration came to a halt before falling heavily to the ground. He hissed threateningly from his mouth and continued to struggle.

Silver used his wand to touch the rubble on the ground, and conjured a giant gargoyle more than a person high, the gargoyle's eyes lit up, and he spread his wings and instigated twice before throwing himself at Harry Potter who fell to the ground, its claws grabbed Harry who was still struggling, and the whole stone body pressed him, looking a bit like pressing Harry Potter to the ground and doing "indescribable" movements, and then the gargoyle's red eyes slowly dimmed and turned into a real stone statue.

"Alright, Dumbledore, put away your magic, Harry Potter can't break free from the gargoyle's embrace. Silver said, "It's a beautiful magical whip." He complimented.

"You're highly skilled in the art of transformation, and Minerva will be glad to know it. With a flick of his wand, Dumbledore's silver whip wound around Harry's body turned into bits of silver light and dissipated into the air.

"What should we do now? Harry became like this. Sirius said anxiously, "Oh, damn it, if Harry doesn't come back, how can I have the face to see James when I die." ”

"Don't worry, of course he has a chance to come back. Silver said.

"So what should we do?" Listening to Harry's roar, Sirius couldn't calm down at this point, he wasn't a scheming guy like Dumbledore.

"Wait for the man to come up. Silver's gaze shifted to the magically blasted gap, and he stared out of Hogwarts.

"Wait for him to come and take all this ......" (To be continued.) )