Chapter 1239

"What is this?"

Harry backed back in horror, looking at a group of sharply twisted figures emerging from bashida's paralyzed body.

The dark unknowns were like liquid, dropping on bashida's body and disappearing.

Harry felt more like a spring in front of him than something.

Will Gryffindor's sword come out of bashida's body.

Involuntarily, Harry hit a thrill, the cold touch let Harry's every pore open, a close look, a black fog did not know when around Harry's body.

Harry stepped back, but it was like a signal.

The black spring kept bulging out, and then under the gaze of Fanlin and Harry, almost everything turned blood red. A strong smell of blood mixed with the rotten smell in the room rushed into their nostrils in an instant.

Then, without warning, a blood red Python came out of the spring, as if it had sucked all bashida's strength in an instant. The naked eye could see that bashida's body was shriveled like a pierced ball.

There was no time to think about it. Fanlin almost rushed out at the moment when the boa constrictor moved. A white shadow flashed between, and Fanlin's claws were heavily patted on the head of the blood red python.

However, it has been proved that although Animagus in cat form strengthens the speed and power of Fanlin, due to its own species, Animagus brings more speed, response, sensitivity and other aspects to van Lin, as far as the force is concerned

Cats never get into trouble with boa constrictors, do they? Especially at the moment, they are not serious boa constrictors.

At the moment of contact, the detection from the spirit suddenly became an alarm bell, and did not see how much damage it had caused. The blood red Python was only slightly blocked. Then, its tail was like a whip on the body of van Lin.

If you want to describe it, it felt like being hit by a high-speed car, without any resistance. Accompanied by pain, van Lin hit the wall on the left side of the room at a faster speed.

"Fanlin!" Harry yelled, trying to rush out, but bashida's pythons didn't give Harry the chance. It shook its head and then continued to rush toward Harry with its mouth open.

Harry held the wand in his hand, but as soon as he lifted it, he was bitten by a snake. The powerful bite on his forearm made his wand fly to the ceiling.

The whirling wand made the room dizzy, and then with a puff, the light went out.

Darkness once again enveloped this narrow space, and more pure, complete darkness, without a trace of light.

Next, the python did not attack Fanlin, its tail swept Harry's abdomen, which almost made Harry unable to breathe. Immediately, Harry knew what kind of damage van Lin had just suffered, and Harry felt that his ribs had been cut.

A huge force made Harry lose his balance completely. His body was thrown out of control. His intimate contact with the wall made a huge noise. Then, he fell on the table full of clothes and fell into the dirty clothes

However, the python did not stop attacking.

Struggling with the pain, Harry tried not to let himself faint. He rolled aside on the table, narrowly avoiding the snake's tail which had been brushed again. When Harry landed on the ground, the pieces of glass fell down like rain.

"Get out of here!" In the blur, Harry heard van Lin's roar. Then, a handful of things that he did not know whether it was blood or liquid splashed on his face, mixed with the warm liquid in his nostrils, and the smell of blood was everywhere.

The fierce magic shock made the house recover light for a short time. The python finally got rid of bashida's body and threw it out. Now, there is nothing about bashida on the ground except bashida's clothes.

Van Lin covered his abdomen with one hand. Just now the damned Python nearly broke his spine. If van Lin's body bones were not mixed with chains of unknown material, van Lin would have been killed on the spot if he was not in the form of Animagus.

But now it's not much better. Van Lin feels that his bones have cracks. His internal organs are like a tangle. A long wooden thorn runs through his abdomen from the side

As if hearing the movement upstairs, Hermione yelled out the names of the two men and rushed upstairs.

Van Lim hardly had time to breathe enough air to answer Hermione's cry. The blood red Python saw that he was in contact with Animagus form and immediately gave up on Harry.

It's almost impossible to see the brain under hypoxia.

Suddenly, a heavy and slippery thing bumped Fanlin onto the floor and slid through his body forcefully. Then, the Python's cold body wrapped around van Lin's body, and his blood red skin contacted with the magic cloak on Fanlin's body and made a slight corrosion sound."No!" Van Lin gasped hard and said that now van Lin only felt that his chest was to be compressed together.

"Ha Harry... " Van Lin called in a low voice, but Harry didn't seem to hear it. In the dark, Harry felt for his wand to help van Lin, but Harry had hardly the strength to stand up.

"Wand The wand is coming... "

There was a mixture of gasps, like a broken bellows, and the ribs seemed to pierce Harry's lungs.

Unfortunately, nothing happened. Harry couldn't concentrate and the spell failed.

"Come on Help... " Fanlin said with difficulty. Now he could only use his hands to stop the snake from getting tighter and tighter on his body. The air in his lungs was almost squeezed out. A cold, wriggling thing was only a few inches away from his neck. Now van Lin's brain was full of cold white light, and all his consciousness was annihilated. His breath gradually weakened, and only the sound of footsteps in the distance was heard All are leaving him

The heart of the chest doesn't seem to be beating. It's like falling into some kind of hallucination. Van Lin sees Harry fall down, and then Hermione, Hermione

I don't know when, like a few seconds, or a lifetime, the python that came out of bashida's body had released him.

Maybe it's the death of Vaseline, or does Voldemort need to live?

Fanlin struggled to get up and saw the snake was about to attack Hermione in the dim light below.

With a scream, Hermione jumped aside. Her smashing spell hit the window with the curtain drawn. The window was smashed to pieces, and the cold air outside filled the room immediately.

Snowflakes whirled in. It's Christmas and it's snowing outside.

Consciousness is gradually returning to the Vaseline's body, and with it, more intense pain is sending danger signals to the brain from every inch of his body.

Fanlin quickly low body to avoid the attack of glass slag, just a step, Fanlin kicked something.

Harry was struggling to get up when Vaseline noticed the wand at his feet and kicked Harry.

At the moment, the blood red boa constrictor was thrashing all parts of the room with its tail.

Now that van Lim can't see where Hermione is, he can't help but think of the worst.

Suddenly, however, with a loud noise, a red light flashed past and flew in from the corridor. The aftershock of the blasting curse threw the snake up and then flew in circles and circles toward the ceiling.

Harry seemed to be fully awake. He held up his wand. Just then, Harry's scar began to ache violently, more than ever before in so many years.

"Here he is! Here he is As Harry yelled, the snake fell down, hissing wildly and knocked down the shelf against the wall. Pieces of porcelain were flying everywhere and everything was in a mess.

Hermione rushed in again.

It was like a potential explosion. Despite the blood loss from the wound, van Lin stepped over and grasped the black shadow. He knew it was Hermione.

"We have to get out of here!" Harry screamed.

Fanlin then reflected what Harry meant, but the snake straightened up again.

There was a strong blood gas in the blood red body. Fanlin noticed the difference of the snake. It could be said that it was more ferocious. The snake's head was covered with thick cuticle, just like iron armor, which wrapped the snake's head.

This is not a Horcrux.

Fanlin can be sure, but it can be confirmed that it is Nagini's body.

But Fanlin knew that something more terrible than a snake was coming, and might have arrived at the door.

At the moment, Harry's headache was about to explode from the scar.

It can't help but that van Lim, with Hermione and Harry running away, makes a loud noise and attacks them again.

Hermione screamed, "there are obstacles!"

Her mantra flew across the room, exploding the dressing mirrors in the closet, and the pieces were flying behind them.

Harry felt the heat scorch the back of his hand and the splinters cut his cheek. They jumped out of bed onto the broken table and jumped straight out of the windowless window.

They could even hear Hermione's screams echoing in the night when they were in mid air

Then Harry's scar was about to explode. He was Voldemort. He ran through the stinking room. He held the window sill tightly with his long white hands. He saw the bald man and the little woman and a cloaked brain twisting their bodies and disappearing before his eyes. He screamed furiously, his voice mingled with the screams of girls, crossing the darkness Over the bells of christmas church

His scream is Harry's scream, his pain is Harry's pain

Right here, where that happened before Here, in front of the house, is here, he almost knew what death is likeDeath

It's so painful

It almost tore Harry's body apart But if he has no body, why does his head ache so badly? If he died, how could he still feel unbearable pain? Could it be that the pain did not leave with the death, would not leave

The night was humid and windy. Two children dressed as pumpkins staggered across the square. The shop windows were decorated with paper spiders and gaudy Muggle ornaments

He walked slowly forward, feeling that a historic moment was coming A great moment that is closely related to the future, power, and so on.

There is no anger, because anger is born for the weak; he has only uncontrollable ecstasy Yes He has been waiting too long, waiting too long

"Your clothes are beautiful, sir." A little boy ran up to him. When he saw the face covered with fear and pain under his hood, his smile disappeared, and he quickly turned and ran away.

…… His fingers stroked his wand under his robe A simple action can make the child never see his mother again It can be done, but it's not necessary, it's very unnecessary

He went to another, darker street and saw his destination. The curse of loyalty had failed, and they didn't know His movements were quieter than the sound of leaves sliding on the pavement. He walked to the black fence and crossed it

When the curtain was not closed, he could see clearly that they were in the small living room. The tall black haired man was wearing glasses, and a cloud of colored smoke came from the top of his magic wand. The little black haired boy in blue pajamas was amused. The child laughed and tried to catch the smoke with his little fist

The door opened, and the boy's mother came in. He couldn't hear her. She had long crimson hair on her face. The father held the child to his mother and threw his wand on the sofa, stretching and yawning. He pushed the door open a crack, but James Potter didn't hear. His pale hand took out his wand under his cloak and pointed at the door. The door opened suddenly

He stepped over the threshold and James rushed into the hall.

It's so simple, so simple, he didn't even take his wand

"Lily, take Harry and run! Here he is! Escape! Run! I'll hold him down

Hold him? I don't even have a magic wand in my hand, but I still want to hold him He laughed and then said, "awada, kill me!"

The green light lit up the narrow hall hallway, lit up the baby carriage, pushed it to the wall, the stair railing shone like a lighted stick in the green light, and James Porter fell like a broken puppet

He heard the screams of the woman downstairs and was trapped, but as long as she was awake, she was fearless He went up the steps and watched her as if she were trying to protect himself She doesn't have a wand in her hand How stupid, how trusting others are. I feel that my safety is very safe in my friend's place, so safe that I can throw my wand aside

He forcibly opened the door, waved his wand lazily, and the chairs and boxes piled in the door were cleared away She just stood there with the baby in her arms.

As soon as she saw him, she put her son in the crib behind her and held out her hands in front of her, as if this would work, as if she were in front of her to replace Harry

"Don't move Harry, don't move Harry, please don't move Harry! "

" go away, you stupid woman Go one way, now. "

"Don't move Harry, please don't, kill me, kill me instead of him..."

"This is my last warning..."

"Don't move, Harry! Please Be merciful Be merciful Don't move, Harry! Don't move, Harry! Please I can do anything... "

"Stand aside! Stand aside, you woman He could have gotten her out of the crib, but it seemed easier to punish them together The room was green and she fell like her husband.

The child didn't cry. He stood up, clutching the crib fence and looking at the intruder's face with interest. Maybe he thought that under his cloak was his father, who was going to make him some more beautiful lights, and his mother might show up laughing at any time

He aimed his wand very carefully at the little boy's face. He wanted to see it happen with his own eyes, to see the destruction of this inexplicable danger. The child began to cry, and he saw that the man was not James. He didn't like the baby crying. When he was in the orphanage, he could never tolerate the crying of those little things

"Awada, kill me!" And then he collapsed completely. He became nothing but pain and fear. He had to hide himself. He couldn't stay in this broken house where children were crying. He had to stay a little farther away Far, far away

"No," he groaned. The snake was crawling on the dirty floor. He killed the boy, but he was the boy himself

"No..."

Now he stood by the broken window of bashida's house, immersed in the memory of his great frustration.www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!