Mastering Thunder from Hogwarts

"Magic stone?"

Voldemort looked at the red stone that was beating up and down in Anduin's hand, his eyes filled with astonishment. He really didn't expect that the other party would place this treasure on Doum so casually.

Only now did he finally understand why he couldn't detect anything strange no matter how much he tested Doum's body.

Because there is indeed no trap in Doum's body. The magic stone that provides energy for it is not in Doum's body at all, but in the armor he wears.

And as the Philosopher's Stone was taken away by Anduin, Voldemort also felt the changes in his body!

The magic power stored in his body is still surging, but it has become like water without roots. Now almost every breath he takes will consume part of the energy in his body, but there is no way to replenish this energy.

At the same time, Voldemort could truly sense that Doom's physical body was shrinking at a slow speed. Obviously, in addition to providing energy for the demon body, the magic stone also played a role in maintaining vitality.

After all, this physical body is not a real living body, but a flesh-and-blood construct created the day after tomorrow. Without the maintenance of life energy, it will only gradually become corrupt.

Only then did Voldemort gradually realize that Anduin might have made Doom's body so big on purpose.

The larger the body, the more vitality it requires. As long as the energy source is removed, even if Anduin does nothing, the body will not last long.

After understanding this, Voldemort's first thought was to escape. With the special nature of his soul, even if he was nakedly exposed in front of Anduin, the other party might not be able to do anything to him.

But when he was about to pull his soul out of Dumu's body, he suddenly found that his soul could no longer leave the bead that was the core of Dumu's consciousness!

What happened?

Voldemort, who did not believe in evil, tried again, and then found that he could not escape from the orb. At this time, he seemed to be locked in a room with no households. Whenever he tried to get out, he would be hit by an extremely hard force.

Crystal wall blocks.

This feeling of losing freedom made Voldemort feel panic for the first time, and then he increased his efforts to escape.

But it was all in vain. This inexplicable bead was of surprisingly good quality. No matter how hard he bumped it, it would be to no avail. He could not even move it with it.

The continuous attempts made Voldemort's penis become colder and colder, and Anduin on the other side seemed to be aware of his little movements.

"Have you discovered it now? Your reaction is really slow." Anduin raised his lips and smiled teasingly, "Give up, the prop that trapped you is the soul-capturing bead that I spent a lot of resources to forge.

It is soaked in high-strength magic power and can enter and exit freely."

After that, Anduin twisted the Sorcerer's Stone and flashed it in front of Voldemort, "And when it loses the supply of magic power, it becomes a closed cage that can only be entered but cannot be exited."

"This is an alchemical item that I put a lot of effort into making! The quality is absolutely guaranteed. I originally prepared it for future research on dementors, but I didn't expect that you would become its first visitor."

"What do you want?" After many attempts to no avail, Voldemort had no choice but to give up, and turned to look at Anduin with a cold gaze.

The opponent has laid such a big plan, even using the Sorcerer's Stone and Harry and other young wizards as bait. I'm afraid it's not as simple as defeating or killing him.

"As a scholar, can I have any other intentions? I just want to borrow your soul for research. A soul that can block the death curse head-on and not die is a very precious experimental material." Anduin.

Narrowing his eyes, his spine-chilling gaze glanced coldly at Voldemort.

When Anduin looked at him like this, Voldemort, who had always been fearless, was all frightened. However, he still said stubbornly, "If you want to use me as research material, it depends on whether you have the ability!"

After saying this, Voldemort suddenly took action and swung his whip towards Anduin. At this time, Doum still retained a large amount of magic power in his body, which was enough to support him in a battle.

At this moment, he only hoped in his heart that he could use his last bit of magic power to capture Anduin and snatch the magic stone from him, so that he could escape from the Soul-Capturing Pearl.

No matter what happens, at least you have to force the opponent back. This can also buy Voldemort some time to see if he can get rid of the shackles of the Soul-Capturing Pearl!

"To be honest, I have to admire your courage to attack me with the construct I created?"

Faced with Voldemort's attack, Anduin was not afraid at all. He pulled out the Darkness that was stuck on the ground, swung the long sword diagonally upwards, and a solid bolt of thunder and lightning sword energy was shot towards the long whip.

This sword energy not only resisted Voldemort's attack, but also continuously erupted with terrifying thunder and lightning energy, pushing back the long whip bit by bit.

Before the sword energy dissipated, Anduin raised his sword and moved forward again, "I haven't done anything in person for a long time, so I just took this opportunity to warm up. Also, there is something I have wanted to say to you for a long time."

"Are you called Voldemort? Overloaded with weapons!"

With a roar of mourning, a layer of thick plasma suddenly burst out from Anduin's body, covering him and his sword in an instant.

The next second, the ball of plasma turned into a pair of silver armor that fit perfectly on his body!

The surface of this armor was filled with spike-like electric snakes that flashed continuously, as well as a strong magical aura, causing anyone who looked directly at Anduin to feel a sting in their eyes.

"Die to me!"

After putting on the armor, Anduin let out an angry roar, and then his whole body turned into a row of afterimages. In the blink of an eye, he suddenly rushed in front of Voldemort, then lightly jumped to his chest, and hit his heart with a flying blow.

Kick.

Just how heavy Anduin's kick was was easily visible to Snape, Harry, Quirrell and others watching behind him with their naked eyes.

Voldemort, who had occupied Doum's body, was now nearly ten meters tall, but after being hit by this kick, he flew straight back like a cannonball.

This human missile made by Voldemort flew hundreds of people backwards in less than a second. The air waves generated during the flight created a gully more than ten meters wide in the forest.

At this moment, Voldemort was still confused after being hit, and it wasn't until he flew dozens of meters that the bone-deep stinging pain gradually entered his mind.

In addition to this pain in the body, there is also a sharp pain that goes straight into the soul, and it is those thunder and lightning that are like maggots in the tarsal bones!

At this time, they had traveled all over Voldemort's body along the wound, and finally inserted directly into the Soul-Capturing Pearl.

In this short moment, Voldemort felt as if he had fallen into an endless hell. The electric sparks flashed by wild thunder invaded every corner of his soul like the meridians of the human body, torturing him almost without any blind spots.

This kind of pain was so painful that Voldemort couldn't even describe it in words. In other words, he had completely forgotten the words at this time. If he could hold on without losing consciousness for an instant, he was already determined.

But before Voldemort could mobilize his magic power to resist these electric currents that invaded the depths of his soul, he saw an afterimage blooming with electric sparks from the corner of his eye, flying behind him faster than him.

"Let me take off!"

After kicking him, Anduin did not wait quietly for Voldemort to land. Instead, he caught up with him at the speed of lightning and kicked Voldemort's flying body again.

Only this time he didn't kick directly, but kicked upwards.

This kick directly caused Voldemort, who was flying at high speed, to stop momentarily as if he braked suddenly, and then flew into the sky at an even faster speed.

At this time, these heavy blows from two different directions almost lifted Voldemort's demonic body to pieces. Anyway, after the second kick, Voldemort's limbs had lost consciousness, and his chest and abdomen were even more disturbed. A ball of mud.

Voldemort flew straight into the sky. While enduring the torment of thunder and lightning tearing his soul apart, he gradually saw the full moon in the sky.

It was a pink sphere that was larger than the room. The outer layer actually imitated the real moon surface, leaving a bunch of pitted marks.

After realizing that he actually had the time to observe the moon, Voldemort suddenly felt a ridiculous feeling in his heart. He just felt like he was dreaming.

He, who had always been invincible, was actually being kicked around like a ball by a young man, and he didn't even have any room to resist!

But before Voldemort could think too much, the figure that appeared in front of him instantly brought him back to reality. Anduin had once again surpassed Voldemort and was on top of him.

At this time, Anduin's whole body was flashing with sharp electric light, and he was floating quietly in the sky, looking down at Voldemort who was getting closer and closer to him.

Voldemort also met Anduin's eyes at this time, and he could hardly see any emotion in Anduin's eyes, as if the other person was a robot with only reason left.

But as he got closer and closer to Anduin, Voldemort gradually felt the anger hidden deep in the other side's boyhole. That anger was like the calm before the storm, and you wouldn't even notice it if you didn't observe carefully.

"The two kicks just now were given to you by me on behalf of Lily and James, and now we have to do it for real. Are you ready?"

Anduin's icy-cold gaze pierced Voldemort's face, and then he suddenly changed his face, grinning with a hint of sarcasm.

"Come, storm! Thunder God's spear that penetrates heaven and earth!"

Following the melodious chant, Anduin held the Dark Death in his hand upside down and slowly raised it.

Immediately afterwards, a burst of thunderclouds in the sky that had not dissipated quickly condensed and surged, and then turned into a vortex like a tornado, gradually gathering at the end of the dimmed sword hilt.

And along the hilt of the sword, a long handle of lightning made of pure lightning spread straight upward.

The next moment, the long sword in Anduin's hand turned into a giant silver spear more than ten meters long, and the dark blade was the spear's tip.

Only giants can wield this Spear of Thunder God calmly, making Anduin who is holding it look so small, but also making the spear appear very light.

Voldemort watched with almost despair as Anduin slowly raised the spear, then suddenly dropped it.

Then, a large lightning bolt with a diameter of several meters wide appeared out of thin air in the center of the jungle. At the end of the lightning was a giant silver spear inserted into the demon's body.

"Boom!"

The sound of the giant object falling to the ground suddenly erupted, and lightning that almost penetrated the sky and earth smashed a crater dozens of meters wide on the ground.

What followed was a thunderstorm wave that spread wider. The trees within a hundred meters radius were bent by the aftermath of the blow, and the rocks on the ground splashed around at high speed, as if they were playing. It's like a wild animal trying to escape from the scene.

Even the people watching from a distance were almost thrown away by the aftermath of this blow. If Snape hadn't had quick eyesight and quick hands to cast a 'protection' spell, they might have been injured by Anduin.

And all the young wizards who had witnessed this scene had forgotten to close their mouths that had grown up in shock.

The battle just now... was so fast! So bright! So scary!

How long did Professor Wilson's three consecutive attacks last? Was it ten seconds?

Anyway, Harry and others only felt a sudden "swish" in front of their eyes, and then Voldemort flew out. But before they could see it clearly, the other party flew into the sky with a "swish".

At this time, they finally managed to catch up with Voldemort's rising speed with their eyes, but the lightning that almost smashed through the ground struck down again.

Until now, no one has fully realized what happened!

And then, what they saw was the tragic scene in front of them. An area of ​​several hundred meters was almost razed to the ground.

Of course, this description is a bit biased, because the ground in the area in front of us actually no longer exists.

They could only see a huge pit nearly ten meters deep. The demon giant in the center had turned into a charred corpse, but the spear stuck in his chest was still shining with dazzling magic aura and rushing electricity. The snake is still causing secondary damage to the body.

This caused people who wanted to run over to watch at close range to dare not even approach at will, because within a few dozen meters with Voldemort as the center, there were sparks of electric sparks constantly beating and flashing in the air.

"Ahem, Merlin has a beard that hasn't been shaved in hundreds of years. Could this be a battle between adult wizards? This would be too scary."

Ron, who was still in shock, couldn't help but cough violently at this time. Because the previous scene was so shocking, he even forgot to breathe for a while. This was purely suffocated.

"Fortunately, it's not before the dungeon mission is completed, otherwise the fear level of all of us might have exploded just now." Hermione on the side stared blankly into the distance, but she still couldn't help but instinctively complained. One sentence.

The latest first release.