I saw that the two heads of the decapitation of the abhorrence staggered up again, and the severed neck stretched out countless slender whiskers and squirmed to pick up the head hanging on the side. The two heads shook their heads, reopened their evil red eyes, and opened their mouths in a deafening roar.

"See, Dumbledore, they're immortal. Voldemort conjured a round shield to block a crimson spell from Dumbledore, and he stretched out his long tongue and licked his face, "It's a pity that I don't have enough materials right now, otherwise these synthetic abominations would have been even stronger." ”

"You gave them the ability to regenerate trolls?" Dumbledore said. "Looks like these abominations are just imposters?"

"Say whatever you want, Dumbledore. If they really hate you, it's time to go see Merlin. Voldemort said with some regret, "It's a pity that I didn't have time to go to the Forbidden Forest to get more real materials, so I could only use the troll specimen on the spot, but unfortunately the specimen was not well preserved, and I didn't extract much biological activity." ”

"Then use magic against these synthetic abominations!" Dumbledore shouted, "These aren't real abominations, they have limited resistance to magic, use fire against them!"

"You have to have a chance, too!" Voldemort roared.

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"Oh, they're disgusting. Hermione looked like she was about to vomit, and she watched as the two heads of abomination that had come back from the dead cracked open again, sticking out countless fleshy tentacles, and she couldn't stop feeling sick. Knowing that this was just Silver's memory, she took a few steps back in fright. ”

"They're synthetic abominations, Hermione. "They are far from the original Abomination, and they have to be enhanced in this way - you have to admit that disgusting looks are also a weapon." ”

"I think so, if I had been there, I would have been so scared that I forgot how to use it. Hermione said, "They can scare half a wizard to death just by looking at them." ”

"And how did you deal with these synthetic abominations?" asked Xenophilius Lovegood with interest, "Trolls' ability to regenerate and regenerate with some magic resistance makes such creatures quite difficult. ”

"Alchemy bombs, of course. Silver said, narrowing his eyes.

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"Taste this, then!" Silver's hands suddenly appeared with something strange - a few gray rounds, which he threw with quick hands and feet into the two synthetic hateful split heads.

The cracked head of the synthetic abomination closed in an instant, as if the mouth was chewing something.

"Get out of the way. Silver shouted to the others, himself on the ground.

"Get out of the way?" Harry was a little confused, but Slughorn reacted quickly and pinned Harry to the ground.

"Protect your head!" Slughorn said in his hesitation.

This was followed by a deafening explosion and a powerful shock wave, and the two-headed synthetic abomination exploded from within the body, filling the room with thick smoke that made it impossible to see anything

"The wind is howling!" was Voldemort's voice, and he sounded annoyed. A strong wind blew away the smoke, and it became clear again. A spell struck him in the heart accurately, and he staggered a few steps to regain his steady.

"You're trying to kill me, Dumbledore. Voldemort spat and commanded the remaining three synthetic abomination guards around him, "Your magic won't kill me." ”

He stared maliciously at Silver as he slowly stood up, "Alchemy bombs, not bad, but it can only deal with my two pets." Richard, that old guy set a trap to up with this thing, and you already know - I'm alive until now, and the old guy is dead.

"My great-grandfather probably did die. Silver pointed his wand at Voldemort, "But you still live in his shadow, just like your grandfather and uncle who you killed." ”

"I don't know what to call the little guy. Voldemort smiled grimly, "Are you mad? I, the greatest wizard of all time, Lord Voldemort, the supreme Dark Lord, will live in the shadow of a dead man?"

He ripped open his shirt, revealing his pale body, densely covered with ancient magic words that exuded a strange aura. "Don't you understand? I'm immortal, and even the most powerful magic can't kill me!"

Silver sighed, "You shouldn't be looking at that diary, and you shouldn't be messing around with yourself." ”

Voldemort's pupils contracted.

"What do you mean?" (To be continued......)