"Master, it's so painful, no, help me, master......"

Feeling the withdrawal of his own vitality, Quirrell opened his mouth, but he had some difficulty even speaking, so he could only ask for help intermittently.

But it was Voldemort's cold voice that responded to him.

"But, whether you're dead or not, I don't think you'll succeed."

"You know what, Quirrell?"

"I've been sick of you for a long time, tired of your weakness, which has hurt me so much...... You're damned! ”

Voldemort seemed to think that the situation was settled, and that the whistling water dragon, even if it couldn't kill the imp, would be enough to hit him hard or keep him away, so he began to talk more and began to ramble.

But when it comes to the back, the chatter begins to gnash its teeth again.

"You know what? Quirrell, you really damn it, but if you could be tougher and more useful, I wouldn't have consumed so much life in the unicorn in the first place, and I wouldn't be like this......"

As the magic continued to pour out, Quirrell's life force quickly withered, and uncontrollable tears flowed down Quirrell's pale, bloodstained face.

Although he couldn't see it, Quirrell still struggled like the last time, desperately trying to control his body again, but he couldn't do it because he was weak, so he could only murmur weakly:

"You promised me, but you promised me ......"

"Yes, Quirrell, I promised you that you would not die, that you would be a part of me, that you would follow me, and live forever in this world, isn't this the eternal life you have been praying for?"

The sound in his ears rose and fell, and Quirrell was gradually withdrawn from even listening to what Voldemort was saying.

It was only at a certain point that Quirrell suddenly felt as if he had regained some strength and regained some control over his body.

He struggled to raise his blood-stained hands, looking at his complete and mutilated arms, his face was dull and expressionless.

From his field of vision, Quirrell's palm, oh no, not just the palm, it should be said that the whole body began to become illusory.

The flesh becomes transparent, and the bones and internal organs are dissipating.

But he didn't even have the ability to shout no, but the only thing he felt was that the pain had weakened.

Soon, the pain was gone completely.

Quirrell laughed happily.

Voldemort laughed too.

In his line of sight, Quirrell slowly became transparent, and finally turned into a puff of green smoke and flew back into his body.

At this time, Voldemort was re-transformed.

It's just that Voldemort at this time no longer has the twisted sense of the previous anti-joint, but his body is slightly illusory.

Looking at his body, and then at the churning waves below, Voldemort scolded directly.

"Damn the little ghost, this body can only last for half a day now, but it should be enough, and the movement here should be enough to attract Deng Liduo."

After scanning the spot for a week, Voldemort was about to wave his wand and apparition away.

But before he could move, he saw that in the turbulent water waves, eight thick black and white tentacles suddenly flew out.

Wrapping around Voldemort's body at an incredible speed, it then contracted rapidly, pulling him directly into the water.

"Impossible! I'm but, goo-goo-goo-goo......"

This thing changed so quickly that even Voldemort didn't react a little and was dragged directly into the water.

He had just been dragged into the water, and he hadn't yet seen Voldemort's reaction.

Suddenly, he felt a surging current suddenly rush into his illusory body, directly awakening his hazy consciousness.

"How is it possible, I am a half-soul body, just flesh and blood, how can I touch my body!!"

It's a pity that Lightning won't explain to him.

The eight tentacles were like eight connected high-voltage wires, flashing with golden light, transmitting electricity to him.

The electric current continued to impact Voldemort's body, and the body, which was not originally solid, became more and more illusory under the effect of the electricity, and the legs that had finally been condensed turned into a cloud of smoke under the washing of the electricity.

And this trend continues to climb, if it is not stopped, Voldemort's entire lower body and even the upper half of his body will disappear without a trace, and finally return to the original form of only a head.

"Ahhhhh

Voldemort is also the second generation of the Dark Lord no matter how he says it, and even to this extent, there is room for counterattack.

Pitch-black flames poured out of Voldemort's body.

As if expected, the tentacle quickly withdrew, not touching the black flame.

And it gave Voldemort time to breathe.

At this time, Voldemort also saw clearly the figure that was entangled with him in the water just now.

It was a jellyfish that was too big to speak.

There are black and white markings on the body, and the most shocking thing is that the face that should not have facial features actually has a big cat face, and a pair of black and white cat ears sticking out at the same time.

At this moment, the cheek was facing him fiercely, revealing a mouthful of sharp fangs.

"What the hell is this?"

Looking at the huge cat face in front of him and the eight tentacles extending from below, Voldemort only felt that countless grass and mud horses were galloping past in his heart.

Voldemort considers himself a learned person, and he can recognize all of them about fantastic beasts, not to mention all of them.

Especially the magical creatures in the Forbidden Forest of Hogwarts are even more familiar.

But what the hell is this thing in front of you?

Even if it's a dragon or a basilisk, if it's pulled into the water, there's only one way to die.

Such a dangerous thing could be kept by Dumbledore in the Black Lake?! Isn't he worried that a little wizard will be attacked by this thing?!

"That guy Dumbledore actually raised such a terrifying magical creature in the Black Lake! No, it's a curse?! It could be a creature he created with dark magic! That guy is so hypocritical!! ”

What Voldemort had in mind, Xiao Yiren naturally didn't know, but he didn't mean to let Voldemort go.

Although the tentacles can't touch Voldemort's body now, it doesn't mean that Xiao Yiren can't release thunder and lightning.

That's right, this strange-looking giant jellyfish was transformed by Xiao Yiren, which is the effect of the magic dragon's curse.

To be honest, Xiao Yiren had never thought of fighting with this form in the past, and even before that, he had basically never transformed.

After all, the conditions for this transformation are still quite harsh, and you must soak your whole body in water.

Ah, I have to say that this "magic dragon" form is really full of hideousness, weird appearance, sharp fangs, and completely worthy of the title of "magic dragon".

If he went to the Lower Black Lagoon now and went to see the common room under the Slytherin Black Lagoon, he would probably scare a lot of Slytherin wizards.

(End of chapter)