Hogwarts: Where the Pokémon Are

"Did you know? Among the thousands of Pokémon, there are Pokémon called Paras and Parast. Their attributes are insect type and grass type." Xia Lin looked at the unable to move Voldemort, He smiled and slowly explained.

"Pylas is scattered at the roots of trees in the moist forest. It is born covered with mushroom spores. As its body grows, the mushrooms on its back also grow. It is ordered to dig holes by the mushroom called Cordyceps that grows on its back. By sucking the roots of the tree, the will of the insect will be ignored. It sucks the essence from the roots of the tree, but most of the nutrients will be robbed by the mushrooms on its back.

“And when Paras evolved into Paras, the yellow-spotted red mushroom on its back grew larger than its body.

"Paraste likes to stay in dark and moist places. This is not the preference of the insect, but the huge mushroom on its back.

"Because the essence of the bugs is constantly being sucked away, it seems that what is being thought about is no longer the bug, but the mushroom on its back. The bug underneath is basically dead, and its true body is the mushroom on its back, which is longer than the bug's body. The big mushroom will act according to its will. If the mushroom falls off, it will not move. In fact, in the process of the bug fighting with the mushroom, the bug at the bottom has died. Occasionally in the forest, there are cases where the mushroom falls off the back and the slightest movement occurs. An immobile individual, this sample is sufficient to prove the theory that the large mushroom is the true body. After squeezing the nutrients out of the insect, the mushroom on its back will plant spores on the insect's eggs.

"And these eggs with spores will hatch into young new Paras."

What Xia Lin added to the potion for Voldemort's resurrection was actually this mushroom spore.

Voldemort thought that Xia Lin was trying to prevent him from resurrecting, because when he found out that he was finally resurrected, he was actually very proud, but he guessed wrong.

If this was the case, then Xia Lin would not have let Karkaroff succeed from the beginning.

"Don't even think about killing me! I'm immortal!"

Voldemort could indeed feel his life force passing away, which made him very annoyed. Both of his eyes were bloodshot, and he bit Xia Lin like a ghost from hell:

"Don't even think about it!"

Xia Lin just felt a little funny about this.

"Mr. Voldemort, I'm afraid you haven't grasped the key point. I said - when the mushroom behind Paraster grows bigger and bigger, the insect's consciousness will gradually be ignored. As the main thinking part, not you, But the mushroom on your back.”

Voldemort's pupils suddenly shrunk, with a frightened and vicious expression on his face.

"It seems that you finally understand. You will not die, but will become my puppet - how do you think your plan will succeed so easily? I am the one behind it." Xia Lin is like a man full of love and enthusiasm. The patient teacher answered Voldemort's children's doubts bit by bit.

"I have been fighting you for so long just to give your magic power enough time to boil, so that you can concentrate on dealing with me instead of discovering or even resisting the reproduction of these spores in your body."

"Let you die?"

"No! If that's the case, then I won't let you live."

"It's scary, isn't it? Things like Pokémon."

"You - want - to control - me -?" Voldemort growled word for word, and it was clear that his eyes were eager to cut Xia Lin into pieces, but at this time, he simply couldn't do it. Sadly, he found that his body was no longer under his control.

Of course, it wasn't actually destroyed that completely. His consciousness and the mushroom's consciousness are competing with each other——

Compared to ordinary people, Voldemort does have his own advantages. That is, his consciousness can exist independently of his body. Therefore, even if he has lost control of his body at this time, his consciousness will not die, and he can still fight against the spores.

"I am the great Dark Lord - Voldemort! You can't control me!" His malicious eyes stayed on Xia Lin like a curse, which actually surprised Xia Lin.

"As expected of the Dark Lord, he is really powerful! But fortunately, I have been prepared for a long time." Xia Lin extended his hand to applaud, but the next moment, he took out a hot red oval from his arms sphere. That thing looked like an ostrich egg that had been burned red by magma. The outer outline is orange-red and the center is white.

It seems to be over 3000 degrees Celsius, so it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the magma itself.

"What is this?" Voldemort asked in horror.

He found that Charlene Gold always seemed to be able to come up with some strange things, which just happened to scare him.

"You can tell by looking at it, it's an egg." Xia Lin said easily.

"However, this is not an ordinary egg - it is a flaming sphere formed by the flame energy of the Scorching Crocodile and its excess vitality. What's interesting is - this sphere can trap souls!" He raised his eyes and placed the sphere on Voldemort's head. "I think it would be more reassuring to keep your extra consciousness in this sphere."

After the flame sphere was placed on Voldemort's head, it immediately blended with his soul!

The "egg" began to hatch and glow blue.

——After the light faded, a small flaming bird suddenly appeared on Voldemort's head. Soon, under the influence of Voldemort, the flaming bird changed its shape. It no longer appeared in the form of a flying bird, but in the form of a flying bird. A small, weak flame was like a soul.

Voldemort was horrified to find that his soul was no longer in his body, but had turned into a flame less than the size of a palm, without hands or even a body!

He wanted to express his anger, but couldn't do anything.

Also a parasitized Pokémon, Bonecroc is completely different from Pilast. Parasite's body is already dead, while the Firebird on Bonecroc's head is hosted by an independent soul. Formed in its fireball.

This soul cannot control its body, but its own form is controlled by the song of the Bone Patterned Crocodile.

Now, Voldemort is trapped in this small flame, which is equivalent to being separated from his body, and he can no longer compete with the spores for control of his body.

As for the firebird—

Xia Lin smiled slightly, picked up the rainbow wand, and controlled it directly.

"I think Dumbledore would be interested in you."

"no, you can not--"

After doing all this, Xia Lin looked at Voldemort's body that was parasitized by the mushroom, and immediately threw an elf ball without hesitation——

The red and white ball hit Voldemort's forehead, and a red light immediately popped out, taking Voldemort in. After shaking a few times, it made a crisp sound.

"Did you really succeed in conquering it?"