Chapter 464: The Nature of Voldemort

Some Muggle children even began to pray. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

It's ridiculous to be a wizard and pray like a god, but at this moment, it's the only thing they can do. They don't even have the ability to look directly at the battlefield, so they can only pin all their hopes on George's victory.

When Dumbledore and the teachers exited the labyrinth, the teachers who stayed behind immediately greeted them, and Professor Flitwick asked in a panic.

"Did George win, did we win?"

Everyone opened their ears wide and longed to hear that affirmative answer, but alas, no one knew the answer.

"George and Voldemort are still fighting in the labyrinth, and we can't help anymore to participate in the battle between them. We can only wait, quietly waiting for it to end. Dumbledore said calmly, his face mixed with irritation and unwillingness.

He is very unwilling to be in such a state, this is not the situation he wants to see. He thought that after he became stronger, he would never experience such powerlessness again, and he was accustomed to heavy arrangements and far-sighted plans for everything.

But sometimes things always backfired, and he was like going back to the powerless state of his youth, and he hated those memories and those feelings.

"Wait!"

What a boring and helpless word, but in many things, what can be done but waiting? If you can, everyone hopes that they can get their wish, but when they are helpless, everything just turns into waiting, into resignation.

They couldn't do anything, and more students began to pray silently.

In the labyrinth, Harry and Hermione chased after the roar of battle.

The demon ape and the demon basilisk fought hysterically, they returned to their most primitive state, fought with the most primitive instincts, and started the battle with the help of their innate physical advantages.

The demon ape and the demon basilisk roared and slammed into each other, baring their fangs at each other.

As the battle deepened, their bodies were covered with scars and bloodstains.

Even an invulnerable basilisk can't take advantage of a huge demon ape and a stone pillar weighing more than a thousand catties.

The thousand-pound giant stick, rubbing it, hurts, next to it, once you eat it fiercely, it is immediately like being hit by a high-speed train. The demon basilisk was like a baseball that had been hit at full speed, like a bullet that had been discharged, until it smashed into one dirt wall after another, and then finally stuck to the wall and stopped.

Along the way, snake scales fell off, and flesh and blood splattered.

The attack of the demon basilisk is also not small, the evil long snake gaze converges, two huge yellow eyes, shooting out condensed rays, everything in its path is frozen, everything is petrified.

The skin of the demon ape was instantly cracked, spreading to remove the mottled cracks. The basilisk's viscous venom, dripping on the demon ape's body, was like a corroded pit, blood flowed, and the wound was difficult to heal.

Terrible battles, still spreading, they are like trains crashing at high speed, but they are more balanced and tenacious than trains.

The demon ape and the demonic basilisk smashed through a nearby earthen wall and chased into another tunnel, bringing up a storm that stirred up Harry and Hermione. It was as if they had arrived on a battlefield full of artillery fire, with the roar of explosions and the roar of monsters everywhere.

"Who has the upper hand?" Harry asked Hermione as he looked anxiously at the chaotic battlefield, at the distant backs of the demon ape and the demon basilisk.

The anxious battle made him feel uneasy, the battle was not one-sided, and George had no easy time coping.

"They're too strong for me to tell. Hermione bit her lip, too nervous and too hard, and the corners of her mouth were faintly bleeding. She was just as restless, and the battle looked evenly matched, but in that case, George would have fallen to the upper hand.

"It stands to reason that Animagus can't transform into magical creatures. She remembered what George had said to the Animagus when he explained it to them.

"Yes, George said that wizards can't provide the vast amount of mana that magical creatures need, and if they are forcibly transformed, they will be drained of mana in just a moment. ”

Harry immediately replied, "If you want to transform into a magical creature, this requires a wizard to have the same magical power as a magical creature, which is obviously impossible, unless you can find a special source of magic that can replace the wizard's magic. ”

They had also fantasized about transforming into magical creatures, but the innate magic of magical creatures was not at all comparable to that of wizards. Those magical creatures, a drop of blood, a feather, all possessed terrifying magical powers.

Unless the wizard is strong enough to make his blood and his hair full of magical power, the shape-shifting magical creature will be drained of its magic power and die in no time.

"Obviously, Voldemort couldn't have had that powerful magic, he didn't even have a body in the first place. ”

Hermione pursed her lips and said in a stiff tone, "Listen to what he just said, he got a whole new body, not even a human body. The father's bones, unintentionally donated, and the servant's flesh, voluntarily donated. The final introduction was the blood of the enemy, which was Dumbledore's plan. ”

"Dumbledore's plan is to resurrect Voldemort with your blood, so that the protective charm contained in you can erode Voldemort's dark magic. This would drastically reduce Voldemort's power, and he would not even be able to harm you, which was Dumbledore's long-planned plan. ”

Harry said indifferently, "But unfortunately, in the failure of his plan, he underestimated Voldemort and thought too highly of himself. Voldemort saw through his plan and found that his blood was very incompatible with his dark magic. This would only cause his strength to decay, so he chose something else. ”

Hermione said in annoyance, "This material is very powerful, very terrifying, and very suitable for dark magic, which is a material that Voldemort's strength cannot use at the beginning. It wasn't until he got the content of the meditation technique that Wormtail overheard from us from Wormtail's body. ”

"It was this new material that made his resurrection very perfect and made him even stronger. ”

Harry's heart was cold, his limbs became numb, and he said uneasily, "I probably know what the new material is using for him." ”

He said in a frightened tone, "It's the basilisk, and he directly replaced the enemy's blood with the basilisk's body." He directly plundered the basilisk's body, which he couldn't have done. ”

"It was our mistake that helped him, Wormtail overheard meditation from us, Voldemort became extremely powerful through meditation, he even plundered the body of the basilisk directly, and he is now a living basilisk. ”

(To be continued.) )