Chapter 337

"No!"

Sedry's Digory first responded. He exclaimed, pulled out his wand from his waist and rushed bravely to the huge creature standing in the middle of the maze.

"Fainting to the ground."

Cedric's angry spell hit Thunderbird, but it didn't respond as much as the steel plate that hit a piece of welding wire.

"To pieces!"

He waved his wand again.

Hoffa, who turned into Thunderbird, was a little impatient and turned to Cedric. At one glance, Cedric Digory, who was waving his magic wand, was struck by a flash of lightning falling from the sky. His whole body twitched and his hair exploded. Finally, he fell to the ground with a dark face and kept twitching.

After Cedric was solved, Hoffa moved his huge claws, and the platform where he placed the trophy was trampled into the ground, and the trophy itself was also pressed into a metal cake by him. It was estimated that he would not even collect the rags.

If the top three trophy is the key to the door, then the moment you touch it, you should be sent to Voldemort's hometown. And he also planned to go to Voldemort's nest to coerce him to hand over the resurrection stone.

Now, however, the cup is not only unresponsive, it doesn't even send out a magic wave, which makes his heart sink slowly. Once again, history has gone astray.

The trophy is not the key to the door.

Sphinx reminds himself that there are shady things in the maze, but what is shady? If the two warriors are really fighting for the cup, it seems that there is nothing shady.

Harry Potter...

his eyes turned to the teenager he had calculated before. He knows that Voldemort's target is this person, and he is by no means a man waiting to die. After he leaves the team, he will find other ways to get Harry Potter.

At the moment, Harry Potter is kneeling in front of the twitching Cedric. He wants to touch him but dare not. His face is full of fear and worry.

Aware of the oppressive look in the eyes of the huge six winged bird, he got up from the ground and faced the huge Thunderbird face to face. He kept retreating. His face was covered with cold sweat. He didn't seem to know what happened.

Look at each other for no more than two seconds.

All of a sudden, a huge purple snake came out of the dark maze. It has a row upon row of patterns and scales, shiny teeth, extremely fast, light head is the size of a motorcycle.

It passes through the fork of Harry's labyrinth and bites at Harry Potter.

The moment the giant snake opens its mouth, Hoffa whispers that it's not good. He sees Cedric, who is in a coma under the snake's belly, and Harry Potter, who is paralyzed to the ground.

He flapped his wings at the snake.

In less than two seconds, he appeared in front of the giant snake and stretched out his two claws, one to Cedric, who fell unconscious on the ground, and the other to Harry Potter, who had been scared out of his wits.

The giant snake looked up and threw Harry Potter away from Hoffa's sharp claws like he was caught in a hook on a high-speed railway, hung on the snake's teeth.

I'm sorry!

Scales and blood spatter.

The neck of the giant snake is marked with three deep claw marks by the iron claws of Thunderbird.

Then, it lowered its head, holding the boy, lightning into the maze. The whole process does not exceed a second, everything is completed in a very high speed.

Thunderbird landing, Hoffa back to human form, he was holding Cedric, who was almost killed by the giant snake, and his hands full of snake scales and blood, can't help but scold.

He knew that Tom Riddell would not give up and even use the trophy as a cover, but his real body came to Hogwarts in person. Is he planning to resurrect in Hogwarts?

Hoffa couldn't understand that the guy was so weak that he didn't believe that his weak body could stand phantom shift or any other kind of long journey from England to Scotland.

What the hell is he going to do?

He took a look at Cedric Diggory, who was in his arms. Although he was struck by his own thunder and lightning, his life was not in danger. Now he was awake, and he was looking at him with frightened eyes.

Hoffa put him on the ground and whispered, "close your eyes."

Cedric Crick looked at the strange gray haired man in front of him, and the strange pair of golden eyes. He thought that he had just rescued himself from the snake's belly and closed his eyes according to his words.

Several stone hands appeared at the intersection of the ground, wrapping Cedric Digory in like a closed lotus. Then the lotus slowly sank into the ground, leaving only a vent.

"Good luck, Cedric."

Hoffa looked at the stone lotus at his feet and murmured.

After experiencing the affairs of Bati and his son, he has learned the iron rule that fate can hardly be shaken. If a person is bound to die, no matter how hard he tries, it will be futile. So is cedrili in Shilian. Maybe he can't change his fate, but he has done all he can.Sedric Diggory settled down, and he ran through the maze with the blood left by the giant snake. Left and right continue to turn the circle, any creature that appears on the road will be slapped by him.

Whether it's a giant spider with eight legs, or an 8-foot-long fried tail snail, or a Dementor floating in the air, as long as he doesn't know what to do with the creatures standing in front of him, he takes a picture of them.

After turning nearly a hundred turns in a row, he chased after the giant snake that took Harry Potter, and saw its tail moving in front of the maze.

Shua!

The giant snake seemed to have hit an obstacle and stopped suddenly. Then it had to swim up to get over the obstacle.

At the same time, the obstacle blocked Hoffa's step and stopped. It turned out that it was a huge Unicorn lying on the ground, which was the one we had seen before.

But at the moment, the unicorn is no longer as good as it used to be. It fell to the ground, skinny and bony, in less than half an hour. It didn't know what terrible things to experience. It fell to the ground like a dying old horse.

In front of the unicorn stood a woman, hibiscus.

She was as pale as paper, wearing a white dress, but there was a red color in the belly of the white dress.

The dazzling red once again awakened Hoffa's subconscious sense of vision, and made him stop breathing.

He came to Furong step by step, looked at her pale face like paper, and asked in a trembling voice, "what happened?"

"Nothing happened." She replied in a low voice.

"Nothing happened?"

Hoffa asked. She didn't look like nothing happened.

"Nothing happened."

Her eyes empty repetition of this sentence, very lady's hand in front of the blood soaked belly, slowly forward. White skirt from the ground across, leaving a bright red bloodstain on the grass, slowly disappeared in Hoffa's field of vision.

With unparalleled confusion, Hoffa followed the bloodstain left by hibiscus and came to another open space in the maze.

The open space was square. The snake stopped in the middle of the open space. Now Harry was out of shape and in a coma. The snake rolled him up and faced the man coming out of the maze, hissing and threatening to spit out the message - hissing, hissing!

But Hoffa didn't pay attention to Harry Potter. His attention was attracted by the strange landscape in the open space. There was a false Unicorn made of plants, more than three meters high. Under the false unicorn, there was a short, fat man with obscene appearance, and a little baby with blood in his arms.

The little baby was staring at Hoffa with red, scary eyes, and a sneer.

Think of the blood on Furong's white dress, and the male Unicorn who fainted on the ground.

Hoffa's legs softened and he almost fell to the ground. He was a little dizzy. In order to let the weak Voldemort come here, these guys can even use this kind of black magic.

"Tom..."

Hoffa's fists were blue.

"Oh, Bach... Ha ha ha..." the bloody baby said with a smile in Wormtail's arms, "do you see that woman? It's a pity that you didn't see the picture just now. It's very exciting. "

Hoffa rattled his teeth: "Why are you so skilled?"

"Everything has a price."

Baby Voldemort said, "someone has to pay, but it must not be me."

Hoffa's face was more disgusted than ever: "I really underestimated you."

"Normal, I overestimate you... Come here, naniji."

The baby waved his weak arm, and the purple snake swam slowly to Voldemort's side with the unconscious Harry Potter. He touched the snake's head with his weak arm, and his eyes were staring at Hoffa. He said sarcastically, "is it fun to compete for the cup with two little kids?"

"Give him... To me." Hoffa points to Harry Potter in a coma.

"Is love flooding again?" Voldemort said coldly, "then you can dig a small grave for him after I hang him."

Hoffa walked towards him with a livid face.

"I knew you couldn't believe it, Bach."

The bloody Voldemort was not afraid. He sneered in a hoarse voice: "even if there are so many premises, so many agreements, so many terms, you still betray me."

"Yes, but I don't regret it at all."

Hoffa strode to Voldemort: "if I can, I really want to find your dirty soul fragments and destroy them one by one."

"In time? Bach... "

baby Voldemort looked at Hoffa with the same disgust, but said in a cheerful voice:" you know, I heard a very interesting news recently.I've heard people say that you are dead. You are only standing here 50 years ago, and you will soon return to 50 years ago. Tell me, is that so? "

"Yes."

Hoffa stood ten meters away from Wormtail and stopped. He tore off his coat and began to pull himself up.

"What a pity, ha ha ha ha."

Voldemort laughed happily: "then I will forgive you for what you have done to me. After all, you have paid the price."

Boom!!

The ground was trampled out of a pit, Hoffa flew to Voldemort, raised his fist: "even so, it's enough for me to kill you now."

Wormtail was holding the baby, and his legs were shaking. The baby yelled, "stop him, lemme!"

With his voice, dozens of iron pipes came down from the sky, blocking Hoffa's way and surrounding him. Then, a man's voice came from behind Hoffa.

"Naniji, take them where they should be."

Hoffa turned his head a little bit and saw the old man with white hair standing behind him. His anger was like the flood of destruction. He was leaning down from Olympus and was about to wash away the evil world.

"Lemme, what are you doing?" Hoffa was furious. "Didn't you wake up a little bit after fatil's death?"

"That should sober you up."

"At least I'm not doing the impossible," he said quietly

"Impossible things..."

Hoffa repeated what lemme said.

"Voldemort is right. You really can't weigh the pros and cons." Nicole lemme sighed, "Your burning emotions have made you, and they will destroy you."

"Destroyed me"

Hoffa repeated Leme's words, his expression became more and more angry.

"Hum hum..."

in Voldemort's cunning laughter, the snake meanders and slowly disappears into the maze with Harry Potter.

Its actions sound like a battle horn.

The hurricane roared and broke the trunk like a dead branch. In the scream and howl of nature, he rushed to the sky.

Hoffa smashes all the iron pipes that stop him with a slap. Nicole lemme pulls out his wand, takes out the glass ball from his arms and blocks Hoffa's way.

Then in a flash, with his body as the center, the whole body burst into a dazzling white light, which made Hoffa lose his vision.

Then Nico lemme took out his wand and smashed his opponent with more than 20 spells and potions.

Hoffa disappeared. When he reappeared, he took Nicole lemme's glass ball, threw it high into the air and smashed it with a flash of lightning.

But lemme grabbed his arm, his knuckles turned white, and some kind of medicine applied to his hand corroded Hoffa's wrist to the bone.

"You will change sooner or later. What's the difference between sooner and later?" Roared Nicole lemme.

"Shut up, you don't care about anything, old man."

Hoffa kicked him away: "you look like before, you hypocrite, tell me what you want?"

"How dare you say that to me?" Lemme hit Hoffa in the face with a backhand, bleeding his nose: "how dare you say I don't care."

He spattered saliva: "do you think I want to hurt that girl? Do you think I don't care about anything at my age and have to do such dirty things? Do you know who told me to send you back by any means? "

"Well, who is it, Dumbledore or Voldemort, or the wizard of Europe?" Hoffa's face was distorted by anger and contempt.

"It's you, yourself!" Nicoleme angrily pushed Hoffa: "in the future, you will come to me personally, arrange me to go to you, let me help you accept your destiny after his death, and let me send you back by any means. All these are his instructions."

The wind stopped, and Hoffa's face turned from green to white. Who can know himself better than himself? If it's the old man, who will be 50 years later, he can't refute that all this is false.

Nico lemme calmed down. He released Hoffa's hand and walked up and down the grass. He said, "I care more than anyone. I care about Chloe, I care about that girl. But there is no egg under the nest. If I don't find a way to send you back, no one will survive."

Hoffa's heart was full of emotion, but he couldn't say anything. He could only look up and sigh: "don't say any more, lemme."

Nico lemme shook his head: "whether you listen or not, the fact is the fact after all. The cause and effect woven by the arrow of time is like a net. Each life is countless threads, and you are a node in the net of destiny. Any action you make will change the fate of others."

Hoffa closed his eyes and stopped talking.

"Bach, you don't belong to this era at all, you have to go back to the past! Otherwise, the whole world will collapse, and we will all fall into eternal sleep. At that time, resurrection is meaningless. ""Of course I understand!"

Hoffa suddenly opened his eyes. He grabbed lemme's neck and endured great anger until he bit his lips out of blood: "I will seal grindevo. I will go back 50 years ago and revise the fate line of the world. But the only thing I want is not to let history repeat. I only have this wish. Is it difficult to satisfy it?"

"History repeats

Nicole lemme looks at him in bewilderment.

"I will revive the daughter of fatil! I have to

Hoffa growled: "I'm fed up with reincarnation again and again. I must change that!"

"I don't know what you're talking about."

Nicole lemme opened Hoffa's hand and opened his arms under the lightning: "you can't be a stupid boy, a man who has died for 50 years, and has no soul. Even if you build a body, it can only be an empty shell. Is that meaningful?"

"No,"

Hoffa stares at Nicole lemme and says with a very strong attitude, "Voldemort has a resurrection stone. I can grab his resurrection stone and summon her soul from herheim."

Nicole lemme stopped talking. He looked at Hoffa stupidly, looking older than ever.

Hoffa stepped forward and pressed Nicole lemme on the shoulder.

"Help me, lemme. As long as I achieve this wish, I will go back to 50 years ago as you wish. Can you help me?"

Nicole lemme shook his head.

"What do you mean by shaking your head? Can't one of the conditions be satisfied? "

"It's not that I don't satisfy you, Hoffa. You're late, resurrection stone... Resurrection stone has been taken away by grindevoir. "

Nicole lemme looked at Hoffa sadly. "As long as he controls the key steps of resurrection, he controls you. Whatever he says, you have to do it. He knows you so well