Hogwarts behind-the-scenes big boss

"The enemy of life."

"I am as powerful as a dragon."

"I am as rich as a king."

"I, together with God, will be eternal!"

The old man's voice was high-pitched and harsh.

Like the sound of chalk crossing a blackboard.

In the empty eye sockets, the blue soul fire turned into bright red.

Suddenly, red lightning flashed around the skull, flashing red.

"Jira!"

"Bang!"

A bolt of lightning struck down, creating a large crater in the ground.

The skull seemed to be equipped with a propeller at this time, spinning and flying into the sky, and then seemed to turn into a generator, with violent red electricity falling from the top of the head like a waterfall.

Before the red lightning could fall on him, Dumbledore waved the Elder Wand in the air: "Armor for protection!"

The invisible shield cut across the red lightning, and the old man shouted excitedly, "I need your knees to do Tifa's Page 63!"

Dumbledore looked at the old man in surprise and said to Moriarty: "There is a scar on my left knee. It is a complete map of the London Underground, but how did he know?"

Moriarty guessed: "His eyes can see through?"

"You guessed it wrong, I can see through my whole body." The old man laughed loudly and opened his old coat, revealing his whole body skeleton. However, in the next second, black spots appeared on the bones.

The black spots expanded rapidly, blinking by the blink of an eye.

Most people with trypophobia faint and the black spots eventually turn into eyes.

There are some with green pupils, some with blue eyes, some with brown eyes, some with black eyes... The whole body is covered with eyes, and the eyeballs are squirming.

Even the withered teeth are covered with small eyeballs.

Moriarty and Dumbledore were stared at by hundreds of pairs of eyes and felt half-clothed.

The old man looked at Dumbledore and then at Moriarty, his eyes fixed on Moriarty's lower body.

"Quack, quack, quack," the old man screamed and ran towards Moriarty, shouting: "I need your private parts to be my pussy, and I'll bite you to bits!"

His thoughts jumped so fast that people couldn't keep up with him. The eyeballs all over his body popped out of the skull like beans, and turned into mouths of different sizes.

"Click, click, click, click!"

The mouth opened and closed mechanically, and the teeth inside made a clicking sound.

Moriarty just tapped the ground with Lytlin's staff and kept his mouth in the air.

Dumbledore estimated the opponent's strength and said easily: "His abilities are sensational, but his level doesn't seem to be high."

Moriarty opened his mouth and was about to agree, when the old man made another crocodile-like sound: "Uh, uh, uh."

Suddenly he raised his voice again and glared at Dumbledore: "Break your neck and put your head on me to read."

"Ah!" the old man yelled, twisting the skull from his neck - to be precise, the cervical spine - with a click, holding it in his hand, and then threw it at Dumbledore like a stone!

"piu~"

The skull fell weakly to the ground under the influence of gravity.

…

Dumbledore and Moriarty looked at each other, mad!

"boom!"

There was a loud noise and the sky suddenly became brighter.

They both raised their heads, their pupils dilated in unison.

A meteorite rushed into the atmosphere and slowly fell from the sky. Flames caused by friction with the air enveloped the entire meteorite.

The huge impact brought up violent storms, causing earthquakes and tsunamis: the ground on the island began to shake, and the entire sea area around Azkaban was like a sea monster.

"Um..." Dumbledore looked up at the approaching meteorite, "I take back what I just said."

Two wizards who are sensitive to fire have discovered that the flames outside the meteorite exceed the temperature of the sun.

It lights up the island in the dark night, lights up the North Sea of ​​England, lights up the island of Great Britain, and lights up half of Europe!

The old man smiled proudly and said: "Wisdom is more powerful than the stars in the sky! When I put your two wisdoms into pages 11 and 12 of Rich Kakaka, your heads will also be qualified to attract stars."

After he finished speaking, the flames on the meteorite suddenly turned into a faint blue color, and a corpse smell hit his face.

Moriarty and Dumbledore had already closed their eyes to resist the strong light and heat, and they agreed: "Let's do it together."

"In addition to destroying the meteorite, we also have to be careful about the fragments of the meteorite breaking apart and destroying Azkaban."

The Slytherin staff and the Elder Wand were raised high and pointed at the sky.

"Water element magic, deep sea sleep!"

Two big hands made of seawater suddenly flew out of the sea. They were as flexible as human hands. They stretched into the air and grabbed the falling meteorites tightly in their hands, like goalkeepers holding footballs.

Dumbledore seized the moment and powerful magic surged out: "Split into pieces!"

"Bang!"

The meteorite was broken into countless fragments and sputtered down like falling apart.

Moriarty pointed his staff at the sky, spread out his arm and shook it in a full circle, "The wind roars~"

The wind element magic is activated, and the strong wind in the sky is like the sharp blade of a juicer, grinding the broken pieces into fine sand.

The sky darkened again, and the ground and sea returned to calm.

Risk removed.

But Dumbledore didn't dare to breathe and stared at the old man closely.

It's so weird.

You never know what magic he will use next moment.

Who knows what a strange old man who can summon meteorites by throwing a skull will throw out next.

arm?

rib cage?

Heel?

Moriarty, like Dumbledore, looked up and down at the old man.

"What if... another one?"

It's so cold, the old man said.

The tone is like a scholar's sincere question.

"Shattered to pieces!" Moriarty thrust out his staff like lightning, unable to let the old man think any longer.

The scarlet curse seemed to be able to penetrate the space. "Ahhh!" The old man was so frightened that he ran away.

The old man can still talk without his head, but he is lost and runs around like a headless fly.

Not long after, he was hit by the Crushing Curse, and the bones exploded into pieces.

"Is it over?" Dumbledore asked uncertainly.

"I'm afraid... not."

Moriarty looked around warily.

If the phylactery is not destroyed, the lich will not die.

But the old man is not like a pure lich. You can use lich to define him, but you cannot use lich to understand the old man.

Moriarty didn't want to see another scene like throwing a skull and throwing out a meteorite.

However.

Moriarty heard a noise coming from the ground to his left, much like a mole burrowing.

"Bang."

The next second a skeleton emerged from the ground, and Moriarty was already preparing to crush it with a crushing spell.

"There's something hidden underground."

Moriarty looked at Dumbledore.

"Leave it to me," Dumbledore cursed at the ground, turning the ground into a huge piece of glass!

Then--

"Separate quickly!"

Dumbledore blew the glass away!

The underground scene is revealed.

"It's still land," Moriarty shook his head in disappointment, but he smelled a corpse smell, followed the source and locked it under a stone, smashed it again, revealing a tunnel. "Let's go down and take a look.

.”

Moriarty said to Dumbledore, if his guess was correct, the old man from before should be inside.

Moriarty was a little unsure as to whether the old man was actually Extis.

"For the sake of safety, and to protect our compatriots from danger," Dumbledore faced the sea and began to chant. He set up barriers and protective magic to provide a layer of protection for this dangerous island that could break out at any time.

Um, then smiled at Moriarty: "Let's go now."

But Dumbledore paused in his steps.

"No!"

Dumbledore murmured, his face full of surprise.

"Why didn't it work?"

All protective magic has failed.

(I felt bad in the morning three days ago, so I practiced for three days. I feel better today and will update a chapter. I’ll see if I can update tomorrow.)