"The flames are blazing!" *6

The six of them cast a fire spell together (Hagrid held up his little red umbrella as well), and the scorching flames swept through the group of synthetizing abominations that pounced, and the newly invincible canine monsters fell to the ground in a wail, their bodies emitting a scorched black stench.

"Damn it!"

Voldemort knew he had made a mistake, and that it was his own carelessness that exposed the weaknesses of these synthetic abominations. He had only obtained a fraction of the wreckage of Abomination, which was not enough to restore the perfect Abomination. So he had Quirrell transplant the troll's genes to fill in. But in doing so, the troll's weakness of fear of fire has been transplanted to the new synthetic abomination. These new synthetic abominations are highly resistant to magic, but can feel like papier-mâché when confronted with fire magic.

If it were a different wizard, then no matter how much Voldemort said it, he would never have thought of it, but Voldemort was facing Dumbledore, the greatest wizard of this era! Any negligence can lead to a disastrous end!

When he brags about trolls in order to stall for time, Dumbledore thinks of using fire to address these synthetic abominations.

"You're trying to catch me!"

Voldemort's eyes flashed fiercely, and with a wave of his wand, the synthetic abomination corpses that had fallen to the ground exploded from the inside of his body, and thick smoke filled the woodland, making it impossible to see anything

"The wind is howling!"

Dumbledore used a strong wind to blow away the smoke, and everything was clear again.

All they had left was Quirrell's corpse.

His head was twisted 180 degrees, and the back of his head was facing Luo Cheng and the others, but now there was no longer Voldemort's ugly face on the back of his head, and he was dead.

"Looks like Voldemort escaped."

Dumbledore sighed, "Well, Quirrell was a clever student, too. ”

"Just having tasted the blood of a unicorn, his soul will be cursed when he dies."

Hagrid crouched down to examine Quirrell's body, which was rapidly drying up.

"Voldemort's possession is horrible, he almost drained Quirrell!"

Professor McGonagall and Professor Sprout were also sympathetic to Quirrell's death, and Quirrell had been their student despite his evil path.

"I guess that's the price he had to pay to escape."

Luo Cheng said, "It's a pity that I couldn't keep him." ”

"It's not easy to keep Voldemort behind." Dumbledore said, "Well, let's go out and join Severus." ”

As they spoke, there was movement in the woods next to them.

"Who?"

Hagrid raised the little red umbrella, and Luo Cheng coughed, so Hagrid noticed Dumbledore's eyes, and immediately put the little red umbrella down and replaced it with a bow and arrow.

"It's me, Hagrid."

A centaur appeared in front of them, not Ronan or Bane, who looked younger. His hair is white-blonde and has the body of a silver-maned horse.

"Mars is dark, you should solve the crisis."

His eyes were strikingly blue, like pale sapphires. He looked at everyone carefully, and finally moved his eyes to Luo Cheng and didn't move away, seeing that Luo Cheng was very embarrassed.

Suddenly, more horses' hooves were heard from the other side of the clearing. Ronan and Bane burst out of the bushes, their flanks heaving violently and beads of sweat.

"Ferenze! What are you doing here! We have sworn that we will never disobey the will of heaven to reveal it! ”