hogwarts blast

"Voldemort! I am your descendant!"

Kyle had a bad mouth and threw two spherical objects at Voldemort.

Not even Voldemort dared to take the mess Kyle threw at him lightly.

Who knows what this naughty kid from the Dumbledore family can tinker with?

The last detonating talisman brought him a huge surprise.

Two rays of lightning flashed in the air and instantly hit the two balls thrown by Kyle.

Two slight explosions sounded, and a large puddle of shit-yellow liquid splashed out, and the walls around the corridor were dyed the same color.

A strong odor like canned herrings packed in Quirrell's kerchief that had not been washed for several years and had fermented for ninety-nine and eighty-one days instantly filled the corridor.

"Fuck! Dung bomb!" Cedric, who had always been gentle and gentle, made a rare expletive.

For no other reason than it just stinks.

He immediately cast a hair-soaking spell on himself.

What annoys Cedric is that the dung bombs produced by the alchemist Weasley twins cannot be completely blocked by a simple bubble head charm.

Kyle really had no other choice. Only dung bombs of this level could be effective against Voldemort.

From the last fight in the Forbidden Forest, Kyle knew how difficult it was for Voldemort to be the ceiling of the wizarding world.

Although Voldemort is now just a remnant soul, his strength is not the same.

But even in this state, with Voldemort's magical skills, he can easily break most of the spells Kyle masters.

Facing an opponent who is immune to 99% of magic damage, what else can you do?

Use physical skills?

Not long ago, Voldemort used a method similar to the hardening of weapons in the Forbidden Forest to forcibly take over the Thunder Plow Hot Knife jointly used by Kyle and George.

Without the piercing power of the Sandaime Raikage's Hell Thrust and Ipponkan Hand, Kyle didn't think he could stab Voldemort to death.

So we can only use some unconventional means.

The effect of dung bombs is very significant.

Even if Voldemort is the Dark Lord who scares countless wizards, as long as his olfactory system is still in the category of primates, he cannot avoid being disgusted by the extremely smelly dung bombs.

This is indeed the case. When he smelled this stench, Voldemort was almost choked to death.

The movement of casting spells on his hands inevitably stopped for a moment.

When they were in the Forbidden Forest, Kyle and the others relied on the weirdness of various unconventional magics and fought a battle with asymmetric information before they were able to drag Dumbledore to come for support.

And now, if Kyle guessed correctly, Dumbledore should be turning on the Disillusionment Charm and accompanying his savior classmate Harry to play an adventure game in the restricted area on the fourth floor of the castle.

All he could rely on were the professors in the castle.

But since Voldemort dared to choose to take action in the castle, no one could tell whether he had some method to hold back the professors in the castle.

"Let's go find Hagrid."

There was only one top combat force left in Hogwarts that could be relied on, so Kyle made a decisive decision and took Hannah and Cedric to run away.

As for the life or death of the little badgers in the Hufflepuff common room after Voldemort's death, Kyle was helpless.

Why does he care so much about others when he himself might be feeling cold?

Seeing that Kyle was about to run away, Voldemort cast a Bubble Curse on himself, pointed his wand in the distance, and countless dark vines burst out of the wall in an instant.

Wood escape?

Wood Escape alone was not enough to make Kyle feel desperate.

What really made him despair was that the vines that broke out from the wall were covered with the vines that had just been stuck on the wall...

Shit liquid.

He would rather die than be entangled in vines covered in shit-yellow liquid.

"Fire Escape: Fire Extinguishing!" A large sea-like flame spat out from Kyle's mouth and instantly filled the entire corridor.

"Wind escape..."

Kyle originally wanted to add a wind release to enhance the power of the flames, but the wind release ninjutsu spit out from his mouth generally has a prerequisite for its use.

That means taking in enough air.

Cedric, who was already so suffocated by the stench that his jars broke apart, frantically threw most of the dung bombs he carried with him into the sea of ​​fire.

You know, the materials for making dung bombs are very cheap, and the production process is also very easy.

They can easily tinker with hundreds or even thousands of these things.

Which of the four of them doesn't have hundreds of dung bombs in their ninja bags?

Moreover, according to Muggle physics, rising temperature will accelerate the thermal motion of molecules, causing the odor to spread faster.

Now taking a big breath of such fresh hot air, Kyle felt that he would be stinked to death here without Voldemort taking action.

"Don't throw it away again! You don't want it in the kitchen anymore, do you?" Kyle quickly stopped Cedric's crazy behavior.

Running away is important.

The three of them rushed out of the castle gate and ran towards Hagrid's cabin in the distance.

A plume of black smoke also rushed out of the castle gate.

Looking at the approaching Voldemort, Kyle took out his wand and cast a...

The voice is loud and clear.

"Hagrid! Help!"

Kyle's angry cry for help echoed throughout Hogwarts.

"Hagrid? That stupid big guy? Do you think he can save you?" Voldemort's joking voice came from behind.

Kyle didn't want to talk to the other party and threw several dung bombs at the other party.

Seeing that Kyle was using biological and chemical weapons in violation of international conventions, Voldemort's face was gloomy, and he transformed into black mist and turned in the air to avoid the attack of the dung bomb.

Ping! Pong!

Several dung bombs in the air suddenly collided, instantly changing their trajectory, intercepting Voldemort's path, and surrounding him from the front, left and right.

Looking at the familiar burning paper attached to the dung bomb, Voldemort had a bad premonition in his heart.

"What the fuck! Voldemort!"

Kyle's extremely arrogant voice came from the front, and the detonating charm attached to the dung bomb exploded.

The furious Voldemort rushed out from behind the curtain of water composed of fecal fluid.

He wiped his face in shame and almost fainted.

"Kyle! Dumbledore!" Voldemort roared, and green flames exploded around him, like a demon of fire.

Coupled with the hellish stench on his body, he really looked more like a demon.

"Call your mother!" Kyle threw another dung bomb at Voldemort's open mouth.

Voldemort shut his mouth instantly.

Obviously, our Lord Dark Lord has never had this kind of experience talking trash in battle.

If anger could materialize, Kyle could see the raging anger burning in Voldemort's head.

Under the illumination of the miserable green flames, Voldemort's already green face looked even greener.

Because of the delay of this moment, he sensed that a powerful magic power had erupted from the cabin in the distance.

Even though that magic power is still far from the peak of Voldemort, it is not something that the current Voldemort can resist.

The wall of the hut exploded, and a huge green shadow came out.

"Power Prelude!"

When they heard this familiar rough voice, Kyle, Hannah and Cedric all breathed a sigh of relief.

Before Voldemort had time to react, a foot as big as a basin was printed on his face.

What the hell kind of speed is this?

A kick that pierced through like lightning instantly made Voldemort unable to feel his face.

His body flew out of the green sea of ​​fire with a roar, flying dozens of meters away parallel to the ground, like a meteor knocking down a large tree as thick as a bucket.

At this time, the hurricane brought by Hagrid's high-speed movement belatedly arrived and dispersed the green fire curtain.

Although this was not the first time, Hagrid was still surprised by the speed and power he unleashed.

"Come on! Hagrid!" Cedric yelled excitedly, "Kick his ass!"

"This is a great time to burn youth!" Kyle shouted loudly from the side.

Little Hannah didn't care about her image as much as the two boys next to her, but she cheered for Hagrid excitedly.