Chapter 464-The Essence of Voldemort
Some Muggle children even started to pray.
It's ridiculous to pray like a **** as a wizard, but at this moment, this is 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 withdrew from the maze, the left-behind teacher immediately greeted him, and Professor Flitwick asked in a panic.
"Did George win? Did we win?"
Everyone opened their ears wide, eager to hear the affirmative answer, but unfortunately, no one knew the answer.
"George and Voldemort are still fighting in the maze. We are no longer able to help and cannot participate in the battle between them. We can only wait and wait for everything to end." Dumbledore said calmly, his face mixed with irritability and Unwilling.
He is very unwilling to be in such a state, this is not the situation he wants to see. He originally thought that after he became strong, he would never experience such weakness again. He was used to all the arrangements and far-sighted plans in everything he did.
But things are always backfired sometimes. He is like returning to the weak state of his youth. He hates those memories and feelings.
"wait!"
What a boring and helpless word, but in many things, what can be done besides waiting? If possible, everyone hopes that they can get what they want, but when they are helpless, everything becomes waiting and resignation.
They could not do anything, and more students began to pray silently.
In the maze, Harry and Hermione followed the roar of fighting.
The demon ape and the demon basilisk were fighting hysterically. They returned to the most primitive state, used the most primitive instincts to fight, and began to fight with their innate physical advantages.
The demon ape and the demon basilisk yelled and collided at their opponents, showing their fangs.
As the battle progressed, their bodies were covered with scars and blood.
Even the invulnerable basilisk, facing the huge monster ape, the stone pillar weighing more than a thousand catties, can not take advantage.
The huge stick can hurt when you rub it, and it hurts when you touch it. Once you eat a stick, it's like being hit by a high-speed train. The demon basilisk is like a baseball hit at full speed, like a bullet out of its chamber, until it smashes into a wall of soil, it finally sticks to the wall and stops.
Along the way, the scales of the snake fell off and the flesh and blood splashed.
The attack of the demon basilisk is also not small. The evil snake eyes converge, and two huge yellow eyes shoot out condensed rays. Everything it passes is frozen and everything is petrified.
The rubbed skin instantly cracked, spreading mottled cracks. The viscous venom of the basilisk dripped on the body of the demon ape, like a corroded pit, blood was flowing, and the wound was difficult to heal.
The terrible battle is still spreading. They are like trains crashing at high speeds, but they are more balanced and tenacious than trains.
The demon ape and the demon basilisk smashed through an earth wall next to them, and chased them into another tunnel. The strong wind they brought up stirred Harry and Hermione to read(); the Republic of China was determined. They seemed to have come to a battlefield filled with artillery fire, with explosions everywhere and the roar of monsters everywhere.
"Who has the upper hand?" Harry looked at the chaotic battlefield anxiously, looked at the back of the demon ape and the demon basilisk, and asked towards Hermione.
The anxious battle made him feel uneasy. The battle was not one-sided, and George couldn't handle it easily.
"They are too strong, I can't tell them at all." Hermione bit her lip, because she was too nervous and too hard, and there was faint bleeding at the corner of her mouth. She was equally restless, and the battle now seemed to be evenly matched, but in this case, George would fall into the wind.
She said in an uneasy tone, "It stands to reason that Animagus cannot transform into a magical creature." She still remembered what George said to them when he explained Animagus.
"Yes, George said that wizards cannot provide the huge magic power needed by magical creatures. If they are forced to transform, they will be drained of magic power in just an instant."
Harry immediately replied, "If you want to transform into a magical creature, this requires a wizard to possess the same magical power as a magical creature. This is obviously impossible, unless you can find a special source of magical power that can replace the magical power of the wizard."
They once also fantasized about transforming into magic creatures, but the inherent magic power of magic creatures is not comparable to wizards. Those magic creatures, a drop of blood, a feather, all possess terrible magic power.
Unless the wizard is strong enough to make his own blood and hair full of magic, otherwise, the transformed magic creature will be drained of magic immediately and die.
"Obviously, it is impossible for Voldemort to possess such a powerful magic power. He didn't even have a body at first."
Hermione pressed her lips tightly and said in a stiff tone, "Listening to what he just said, he got a whole new body, not even a human body. Father's bones were donated accidentally. The servant’s flesh is donated voluntarily. The last introduction is the blood of the enemy. This is Dumbledore’s plan."
"Dumbledore's plan is to use your blood to resurrect Voldemort, so that the protective spell contained in your body can erode Voldemort's dark magic. This will greatly reduce Voldemort's power, and it will not even hurt you. This is Deng Blido’s long-standing plan."
Harry said indifferently, "But unfortunately, when his plan failed, he looked down on Voldemort too much and looked too high on himself. Voldemort saw through his plan and found that my blood fits with his dark magic. The degree is very low. This will only cause the attenuation of his strength, so he chose other materials."
Hermione said annoyedly, "This material is very powerful, terrible, and very suitable for the dark magic. This is a material that Voldemort's initial strength cannot use. Until he got Wormtail from Wormtail and listened to us. The content of the meditation that came."
"It is this new material that made his resurrection perfect and made him stronger."
Harry felt cold, and his limbs became numb. He said nervously, "I probably know what the new material he uses."
He said in a frightened tone, "It's the basilisk. He directly replaced the enemy's blood with the body of the basilisk. He directly looted the body of the basilisk, which he could not have done before."
"It was our mistake that helped him. Wormtail overheard meditation from us. Voldemort became extremely powerful through meditation. He even looted the body of the basilisk directly. He is now a living basilisk."
(To be continued.)