The card draw starts in Azkaban

Hermione was a little strange. She didn't know why Professor Lupine was so cold to her all of a sudden.

But Harry's situation is not optimistic.

There was sweat everywhere on his head.

The lightning-shaped scar made him feel like he was being tortured by a red-hot iron, and his teeth made a clicking sound. Lupine had to cast a spell to make him relax a little.

He was afraid that Harry would bite his teeth into pieces.

"Move aside, ladies and gentlemen, I want to send Harry to Madam Pomfrey, quickly!"

Lupine said, he glanced at Harry and saw that Harry's condition was getting worse.

He was extremely anxious and rushed towards the school hospital with Harry.

Harry's nightmare continues.

He didn't know what happened, but he vaguely saw a familiar face.

It was the face of Dewey Jones. He had seen the face of this wanted criminal in Diagon Alley, but at that time, Dewey Jones was not as energetic as he is now.

Of course, it can also be said that I was not as neurotic as I am now.

He was now like a madman who was having a seizure. He laughed loudly, and the wand in his hand was slashing like a sharp sword. The magic spell flew out from the tip of his wand, knocking over the wizards who besieged him.

The earth, causing them to roll down from the mountains.

He stands alone like the God of War.

When the wizards were besieging him, Harry felt that he was also quietly lurking over, preparing for a sneak attack.

He came behind this man.

"Avada eats the big melon!"

A sharp and harsh sound came from in front of Harry, and a green light flew over from there.

But it is a pity that the speed of raising this magic spell is too slow.

Dowey Jones can always disappear in an instant and avoid Avada's Kedavra Curse.

He teleported to Harry's side. He lowered his head and stared at Harry. Harry rushed over and wanted to bite him!

"Aha, Nagini!"

Dewey Jones looked at him crazily and took out his magic wand. He didn't know what kind of spell he was casting, but what he said was, "Poor girl, please allow me to grant you relief!"

Evil curses kept coming out from the tip of his wand, Nagini hissed in pain, and another "Avatar Gnaw" appeared from a distance, saving Nagini.

The madman was hit by several spells and looked a little shaken. He turned around and waved his wand.

"Together we will perish!"

he shouted.

After defeating the wizards, Dowey Jones refused to give up. He waved his magic wand, and instantly, magic fire appeared, burning the fainted wizards and watching them burn to ashes.

"You all will die!

We are all going to die.

The wizard will be confused, you, me, everyone."

He also cast the magic fire on Harry, and Harry felt a burning pain, as if the magic fire could really hurt him.

The pain of the soul is reflected in the body.

Harry let out a scream, startling Madam Pomfrey, and he started struggling like a fish out of water.

"What's wrong, Madam Pomfrey, how is Harry?"

Madam Pomfrey said nothing. She carefully searched for the cause of Harry's illness. Because Lupine was too noisy, Madam Pomfrey glared at him.

She picked up her wand, forced Harry to quiet down, and then said: "No one is waiting, get out of the school hospital."

She also specifically glanced at Hermione and Ron, who were trying to reduce their presence on the side.

Hermione and Ron left angrily.

Under Madam Pomfrey's murderous eyes, Lupine had no choice but to follow these people and leave.

"And this dog, whose pet is this? Come here and take this dog away!"

Madam Pomfrey said loudly, and the dog had no choice but to follow Lupine and leave the bedside. Harry rolled around on the bed, his eyes rolling around under his eyelids, as if he was in the deepest state of despair.

It's a nightmare, I can't wake up.

The hot flames surrounded "Harry" and kept making crackling sounds. Harry was in unbearable pain from the burning, and the voice behind him that was neither a man nor a woman screamed.

"Nagini!"

This big snake seemed to be named Nagini, and Nagini (Harry) screamed loudly, making even the person who screamed very anxious.

It was at this time.

Suddenly, the pain in Harry's forehead became even worse!

It was a pain that penetrated deep into the soul!

For a moment, Harry felt that someone took a sword and chopped his soul, and something split it in half!

Suddenly, Harry screamed in the school hospital. Lupin, Sirius, Hermione, and Ron outside the door heard this and were all so anxious that they couldn't sit down and wanted to rush in to see what happened.

Not only Harry was screaming, Albania and Nagini were also curled up on the ground in pain. Even if the magic fire burned, Nagini stopped moving. The damage to the Horcrux implicated everyone!

Dumbledore, killed the Horcrux with a curse - not the three Unforgivable Curses.

Voldemort felt it.

The sound of his screams was simply driving people crazy.

He is also crazy!

Here, now, on this mountain in Albania, has become a battlefield between two madmen.

"Who is it! Who is it, who is it!"

After the voice went crazy, the Death Curse was thrown over as if it was free of charge. For some reason, Harry felt a sense of fear, as if the owner of the voice was terrified of the severe pain just now.

Inside the bones.

He saw the big snake, yes, it was the big snake, because he suddenly changed his perspective and saw the big snake curled up on the ground, burned by the magic fire. From this perspective, Dowey Jones looked like a crazy executioner.

Beside him, there were corpses everywhere, and he seemed to be in someone's arms.

The charred corpse was still burning, and Dowey Jones looked at him with a ferocious smile.

Dewey Jones appears to be unscathed.

Harry felt the rage in his heart reaching its peak.

That was also Voldemort's emotional outburst.

Just now, someone had removed his Horcrux. He didn't know which Horcrux it was. This feeling made him extremely frightened.

Because the thing he fears most is death.

Nothing scared him more than death.

The destruction of the Horcrux is the prelude to death!

He stared at the subordinate in front of him, or the former subordinate, even if his body was imprinted with his marks, even if this person was almost exactly the same as what he had seen before.

But he knows.

This person is not Dowey Jones.

Harry watched him approach and heard himself screaming.

"You think I can't kill you, don't you, Du Wei? You think I can't kill you in this body, right?

I know more about black magic than you think.

Do you still remember the way you looked when you knelt in front of me and kissed my toes?

That kind of humility and wanting to gain strength."

He said viciously.

Dowey Jones's eyes were twisted and scary. He licked his teeth and tasted blood.

It can be seen that he is not as unscathed as he looks.

Some injuries cannot be blocked by armor.

For example, this ugly, unspeakable temporary body of Voldemort, and the killing curse just cast.

This body is as big as a baby.

This is a temporary body created by Voldemort using alchemy. This body is made of mercury, silver, and gold, and is the same as a baby. It is extremely weak.

Du Wei didn't expect that in the book, the "weak", "poor", "like a baby that needs to be held" temporary body of alchemy was so powerful. He could still use it without a magic wand.

The curse.

Even though there was only Avada Kedavra, it was terrifying enough. Fortunately, due to the weakness of this temporary body, the speed at which he released Avada Kedavra was not shocking enough.

Du Wei avoided all Avada Kedavra. Now, Voldemort in the temporary body is unable to release the curse. It is not because of his soul that he cannot release the spell, but because of his body.

Harry felt an overwhelming hatred for Dowey Jones.

But even when he said such hurtful words, Dewey Jones also laughed.

"Yes, yes, of course I remember, Tom Riddle, you bastard with Muggle blood flowing in your body, you thought you killed your poor father's family and left your poor mother to die on the street, that's all.

No one knows who you are anymore?

My poor Tom, you are proud of your Slytherin blood, but you, remember, Tom Riddle, you will always be a bastard, and you will always be a bastard that you despise yourself!

You are the kind of person you hate the most, bastard!"

Du Wei shouted crazily, picked up his wand, pointed it at the baby-sized Voldemort and his "protector" in front of him, a wizard who looked like a walking corpse, and cast [Free Wrath]!

"die!"

Du Wei screamed as the demonic fire devoured the two people in front of him, and Voldemort's temporary body continued to burn in the demonic fire.

"How dare you talk like that!"

In the fierce flames, Voldemort's soul emerged from the demonic fire like black smoke.

The magic fire did not harm it, and it just floated out and looked at Dowey Jones.

"You're going to pay for this!"

he said.

Harry felt like he was in the air again, looking at Dowey Jones in front of him from a strange perspective, until he rushed into Dowey Jones's body.

The soul is bound to Dowey Jones. This is a kind of magic that no one has ever seen. This is a truly profound black magic. Even Dumbledore has never seen such black magic. Harry feels

He got into someone else's body - just like entering Professor Quirrell's body. The severe pain made Dowey Jones curl up, but what no one expected was that Dowey Jones screamed.

He smiled miserably, and two voices came out of his throat at the same time.

But he still smiled and pointed his wand at his temple.

"I knew you would be like this, Riddle, you bastard covered in Muggle blood!"

He said, "I have known your methods for a long time, Riddle. Now, we are sinking together. This is the pain for both you and me.

Now!"

He shouted loudly, and Voldemort quickly controlled his body, until a green light came out of the tip of Duwei's wand, hitting him and Voldemort together.

"Cut out the bone with a heart, gouge out the bone with a heart, carve out the bone with a heart!"

Du Wei screamed loudly. This time, the heart-breaking bone he used was never a first-class gadget.

Crazy people are never afraid of pain.