hogwarts blast

Hogwarts, the battle in the Forbidden Forest is coming to an end.

Hagrid looked a little embarrassed. He was breathing heavily at this time, and his clothes were in tatters.

From the tears in his clothes, the scars on his skin could be clearly seen.

These wounds on him were just flesh wounds, nothing too serious.

After opening the Eight Door Dunjia, the magical air wave that envelopes the body,

It can greatly improve Hagrid's defense.

Therefore, Hagrid always relied on his thick skin and thick skin to choose to accept some magic other than death curses through hard resistance.

If it weren't for this reason, he might look much better than he does now.

As for Dumbledore and Grindelwald, they both looked calm and composed, and their clothes were spotless.

If the surrounding environment hadn't been in such a mess, they would have looked more like they were on an outing than fighting.

Compared with the three people at Hogwarts, the condition of Voldemort's side is not that good.

Voldemort's two teammates,

Dumbledore and Grindelwald have been sent back to the underworld together.

The rampaging Eight-Tails has also been subdued by Hannah and Hermione.

Now Voldemort was the only one left, and he was so lonely and miserable.

Hagrid was obviously full of deep hatred for the second-generation demon king who put him in jail fifty years ago and later caused the destruction of Harry's family.

Even if he was injured and forced to bear the curse, he still wanted to put his feet, which were as big as a basin, on Voldemort's ugly snake face without nostrils.

Even if Voldemort was the famous second-generation Dark Lord, there was no good way to deal with such a blue beast that was chasing him crazily and beating him.

After all, his nerve reaction speed is still inferior to that of the master, even if his body has undergone black magic transformation.

Every time Hagrid launched a surprise attack on him, his reaction was always a beat slower than Hagrid's.

Therefore, he also missed the best opportunity to block Hagrid's attack, and could only choose to use defensive magic to withstand Hagrid's violent physical attack.

Even with defensive magic, part of the impact of Hagrid's attack would inevitably fall on him.

If it weren't for the transformation of black magic that made his body much stronger than ordinary wizards, the shock of the day tiger's leak alone would have been enough to kill him twenty or thirty times.

Voldemort today,

The black robe he was wearing had become tattered, with holes of various sizes everywhere.

If the holes were finer, this thing would become the fishnet clothes worn by ninjas.

Voldemort only felt that his body was very heavy,

Even standing is difficult.

Waves of severe pain were felt throughout the body, as if all the cells in the body were being torn apart.

His current miserable condition was not only caused by Hagrid's attack, but also partly caused by the poison that Kyle added to his father's ashes.

It was natural that Voldemort would not be unfamiliar with the potions he prepared and placed in the cave by the sea.

There was a hint of fear in his eyes, which meant that another of his Horcruxes had been found, and it was found by Dumbledore.

The only question is, how did he get this poison?

Voldemort was puzzled.

But the current situation is obviously not the right time to think about this issue.

Voldemort knew that his plan to assassinate Dumbledore was a complete failure.

If he didn't change his strategy, the body he just acquired might end up here.

He had finally obtained the blood of his fateful enemy, Harry Potter, but Voldemort was reluctant to let this body with Harry's blood go to waste.

He needs to get out of here.

With all his strength, a ball of blazing flames burst out from the ground at Voldemort's feet, wrapped around his body and carried him into the sky.

Neither Dumbledore nor Grindelwald had any intention of pursuing the victory.

They all know that in addition to Harry's special living Horcrux, Voldemort currently has at least one or two Horcruxes wandering around.

Therefore, even if they catch up and destroy the body that Voldemort finally obtained, they still cannot kill Voldemort in the true sense.

It's just that they didn't intend to pursue it,

But it can't prevent accidents from happening.

A figure suddenly appeared in the air and blocked Voldemort's path.

When Kyle saw the blazing flame that was less than five meters away from him and was still coming towards him at an extremely fast speed, he

I was instantly startled.

What the hell is this?

Almost subconsciously, he unleashed the strongest move he could do instantly.

Eight Gates Dunjia·Fifth Gate·Dumen, open!

Ninja Taijutsu·Thunder Armor, open!

Susanoo, open!

The art of hundreds of heroes, open!

"My feet hurt!"

Kyle's right foot, which was raised high, slashed downwards, and the sharp wind caused by the leg even blew away the fierce fire wrapped around Voldemort's body, revealing a bare head.

Under Voldemort's horrified gaze, Kyle's leg fell heavily on his shoulder.

If it hadn't been for Voldemort controlling the flames and forcibly changing his flight direction at the last moment, Kyle's painful kick would have hit his skull.

Without defensive magic, although the skull is hard, it is actually no different from a watermelon in the face of Kyle's strange power. It can be broken with just one kick.

Voldemort's upward momentum came to an abrupt halt, and he instantly drew a straight and diagonal trajectory in the air before crashing into the Forbidden Forest diagonally below.

After a moment, a line of black smoke jumped out from the lush forest and flew tremblingly into the distance.

Watching Voldemort's figure gradually go away, even with Kyle's nerve reaction speed, he was stunned in the air for a long time before he reacted.

"..."

Did he almost kick out the finale just now?

For some reason, the voice of the director of a family planning office in a certain universe suddenly appeared in his mind.

Thanos: You should kick me in the head.

Kyle cried out in his heart.

etc!

Kyle suddenly discovered that Harry was holding in his hand...

Seems missing?

Oh no, no, no, I was scared by Voldemort just now, so I accidentally let go.

Looking down, Kyle found with some embarrassment that Harry, who was in a coma at this time, was leaning upside down with his head stuck in the mud puddle below.

In the distance, Hagrid was running over in a hurry and pulled Harry's head out of the mud puddle to prevent the savior from suffocating to death in the mud puddle.

Kyle slowly fell from the sky.

When he landed, he staggered and almost lost his balance.

The three forbidden arts of True Thousands of Hands, Tianzhen Zhenxing and Izanagi in a short period of time were still very expensive for Kyle.

Not to mention that after that, he also used Apparition to fly thousands of kilometers, first to Little Hangleton, and then to Malfoy Manor for demolition.

Finally, after brutally beating the Death Eaters, he found the half-dead Harry in the dungeons of Malfoy Manor and brought him back to Hogwarts.

After this operation, he was more tired than him, Xiao Nan and Hermione fighting for three days and three nights.

Hey, the battle here refers to magic battle practice, don’t get it wrong.

Fortunately, two old hands stretched out from the side and helped Kyle in time.

Kyle looked up and met the concerned eyes of his two fathers.

"Hi, Dad."