The Occult Warlock of Hogwarts

The spells of the Necromancy School are always so close to people’s negative experiences.

The Shackles of Pain are also based on this. The purpose of this spell is to share pain and damage with the enemy, but after giving up the shared damage, DeWitt can return all the accumulated pain to Voldemort——

"Does it hurt?" Now the situation has reversed. The same pain has been borne by another person. Voldemort can't even maintain the blood curse. He must try hard not to let the body made of shadows collapse, and he has to listen to DeWitt continue to sneer: "

Talking? The famous Dark Lord...why do you talk so much?"

In fact, DeWitt talks a lot, but he never forgets to take action.

Quickly arriving in front of the dragon egg, DeWitt rubbed his fingertips hard on the body of his wand. The dragon scales on it stood up at the right time, making a shallow cut, and a moderate amount of blood flowed out.

Drop it on the dragon egg.

Of course, the blood curse needs blood-related means to be lifted. DeWitt pressed his hand on the eggshell to feel it for a while - unfortunately, when the curse started to take effect, the life inside died, and the only fluctuation was the curse.

The magic power consumes everything of an unborn dragon... DeWitt originally wanted to use Voldemort as an experimental subject for the blood curse, but Voldemort only had a remnant soul and could not turn into a lizard, so he would delay it any longer.

, I am afraid that the remaining value of this precious dragon egg will be exhausted.

So - the object of blessing has to be changed. DeWitt mobilized the power of the secret source to bless this dragon egg. Maybe this dragon egg will be rejuvenated? The green light penetrates into the dragon egg and lingers around it.

When the shell was put on, the power of the curse was indeed dispelled by the blessing of the secret source, and the power of the blessing was fed back to himself through the same path, changing the beastly appearance back. After confirming that there was no trace of the curse left in the dragon egg, DeWitt

Put this thing in your pocket—the research can wait.

There's also Voldemort to deal with.

For the great Dark Lord, the pain he suffered during the period when DeWitt was undoing the curse was comparable to the total humiliation he suffered in the first half of his life. The uncontrollable anger grew stronger and stronger in the returned pain, and there was still difficulty

Can you believe that the blood curse was countered like this? Voldemort couldn't understand it, but he was also very tolerant and began to think about a way out.

The viciousness in Voldemort's heart was bubbling. The pain at this moment was all caused by the blood curse. The curse restricted his power and made him unable to cast spells for a short time. But the curse disappeared and he had some strength again, although this power may only be

It's enough to cast a spell, but don't forget that there is a little Mudblood here. DeWitt must pay the price! Voldemort frantically repeated this thought in the depths of his soul. Didn't DeWitt value that Mudblood? Then kill him.

After defeating the Mudblood, and then making a tactical retreat first, DeWitt must feel the guilt of losing his friend, and the best time is the moment when the curse disappears, when DeWitt checks and puts away the dragon egg.

Moment——

Voldemort moved, even if the cost was dormant for decades, it didn't matter. With such a firm and vicious thought, he cast his most convenient death curse, and at the same time, he did not forget to look at DeWitt with pleasure - it doesn't matter how capable you are.

?As long as you still have human feelings and feel that you are a decent person, you must bear the corresponding price and bear the psychological burden of your friends dying because of your justice. Voldemort and DeWitt looked at each other, he couldn't wait to start from

DeWitt saw fear and worry in his eyes, and gave DeWitt a mental blow with his cruel eyes. But just like Voldemort never got his wish tonight, he could only see a playful look in DeWitt's eyes.
Soon the banter would turn into regret. Voldemort waited for the result with hatred, and the death curse flew towards Hermione with a pale green eyes. Before the result of the killing appeared, Voldemort got pleasure in advance. No one could react to this move.

, he thought confidently, DeWitt will burst into tears soon, and soon... the death curse will be blocked by the holy barrier.

Dinah used her fairy power to stop the death curse.

Voldemort trembled, and he shouted at DeWitt like crazy: "Is this also part of your calculation?!"

However, DeWitt did not answer at all. He held the shackles of pain that connected him and Voldemort. The spell to absorb the secret source was ready, and there was no chance of Voldemort surviving this time, because DeWitt learned the lesson from the last time -

—If the secret source of Voldemort’s remnant soul is too small and cannot be sucked out like the residue at the bottom of a yogurt box, then use a more drastic method. For example, the first step is to take apart the yogurt box, which is equivalent to removing Voldemort’s remnant soul.

Soul torn into pieces.

The magic mixed with DeWitt's will was passed into Voldemort's body along the shackles of pain. The magic powers of the two sides were incompatible and very different. Under DeWitt's conscious stimulation, Voldemort's magic began to riot uncontrollably.

Powers from different sources began to confront each other, and the specific manifestation was an explosion - first, the shadow cracked. When the irregular cracks covered all of Voldemort's shadow, a green light burst out from inside, completely breaking the shadow and letting the shadow escape.

It exploded around like torn rags, each small piece decomposing and dissipating in mid-air. Voldemort let out a long and brutal howl until it completely disappeared. What he brought to DeWitt at the last moment was not only noise, but also feedback.

There are also insignificant secret sources coming over - the amount of secret sources is very small, pitifully small.

Can't it appear again? DeWitt is very sure that Voldemort's soul should have been split, and the core secret source has also been absorbed by him. No matter how you think about it, it should be completely dead. DeWitt carefully checked and found out that

He couldn't find any trace of Voldemort's existence. Based on the knowledge he had lived until now, he couldn't imagine how Voldemort was still alive, but after all, he was still a little suspicious - this was a complete world, and even wizards had a history of thousands of years. Who could

Can we guarantee that in these thousand years there won't be any amazingly talented people who will develop magic that can save lives even if the soul is shattered? But DeWitt can only do this now. He has already made Voldemort's soul fly away. Although

The amount of the secret source is not like a complete soul at all, but there is no news about the related magic. After repeatedly confirming that he can't do better, DeWitt no longer insists.

"It's over," he turned around with a reassuring smile on his face, and was about to say "Let's go back," when he saw the wand in Hermione's hand fell to the ground, and at the same time lowered her head, gasped for air, and shook it.

, fell back and sat on the ground.

"What's wrong with you?" DeWitt frowned, and he ran towards Hermione's position. Dinah, the fairy, also flew up, surrounding Hermione and trying to bless her with fairy means.

"She is too tired, and nervousness and fear will aggravate the exhaustion," Alice said flatly, floating in mid-air: "This is obvious."

DeWitt tried to help Hermione up. When he came closer and held Hermione's arm, Hermione also raised her head, and her eyes that were strong and brave just now were filled with tears.

Sobbing, Hermione grabbed DeWitt's sleeves and raised her head, tears streaming down her face. She hugged DeWitt's bent upper body and suddenly burst into tears:

"I...I'm so scared..."