novelslam Chapter 524 The Voldebat Attacking at Night
Chapter 524 The Voldebat Attacking at Night
Chapter 524 The Voldebat Attacking at Night
A large cauldron was placed on a tripod, and a pot of potion was simmering in it.
The pot was a big black pot, stolen from a nearby Muggle house; the water was stale dew from before Easter, and it was used to make soup... Ah bah, making potions is the most delicious thing.
The fire is magic fire, and after simmering for three hours, the potion turned into a special green paste, with no color, smell, smell... nothing.
Just to highlight one of our old Englishman's... exquisiteness!
Next to the black cauldron, there is also a huge rune snake curled up.It is orange-yellow all over, mixed with black stripes, and is at least seven or eight meters long.
Rune snakes have three heads, each with a different function.
The head on the left is a planner, it will decide where the rune snake should go and what to do;
The head in the middle is a fantasist and often stays still for days, as if dead.
In fact, they are daydreaming, imagining a bright future;
The right head is a critic and likes to criticize the left and middle heads endlessly, making impatient hissing noises.
Therefore, there are often runes that do not have the right side of the head.
Because it b-talks too much and gets eaten by the left and middle heads...
At this time, the head on the far right is turning into a Zaan snake, with a small electric motor installed in its mouth, and it is still stinking like crazy.
It was complaining about the other two heads, causing them to become wizard playthings.
The other two snake heads seemed to be thinking about how to kill it with indifferent eyes.
Voldemort's brain hurt from the noise, and his anger value increased by five percentage points.
He angrily said:
"Shut up, idiot!"
The snake head on the right immediately quieted down, as 'weak' as a good baby.
"Hurry up, Wormtail," urged Voldemort. "Add everything in."
"Yes, Master!"
Peter's hands trembled. He held a broken iron bowl and poured the blood of the unicorn and the venom of the rune snake into the big black cauldron.
The black pot suddenly changed from green to milky white, exuding a smell of heather, and it was full of life at first sight.
A black shadow escaped from the little green snake, and impatiently got into the milky white liquid.
The liquid in the black cauldron seemed to heat up very quickly, and the surface not only began to boil, but sparks shot out, as if it was burning.
After an unknown amount of time, a short body slowly formed in the pot.
"Now……"
Voldemort was in the potion and swam freestyle. He spat out milky white bubbles and said indifferently. "Take me out."
Wormtail nodded and bent down, holding a huge spoon from the ground, as if scooping up ribs, and scooped Voldemort out.
Voldemort's appearance was no longer a shadow.He was like a curled up baby, hairless, with scales on his body, and his skin was dark red, as if he had been scalded.
His arms and legs were thin and limp, and he had a flat, snakelike face topped by glowing red eyes.
"Okay, we are still short of resurrection... the last step!"
Voldemort stood proudly in the spoon.
Wormtail placed Voldemort in a stolen crib, knelt on the ground, and kissed the wheels of the crib.
Voldemort accepted the protocol, ordering:
"Now, lure Voldebat to the Prancing Horse Inn, and kill all the wizards inside!
And I... come to interrogate this witch to see if there is any special information. "
"But, I'm leaving, you're the only one here, I'm afraid..." Peter knelt on the ground and hesitated.
Voldemort is just a baby now, and if he meets a powerful wizard, he will probably be gone.
"Don't worry, Merasis will protect me."
The rune snake raised its body high.However, the snake head on the right was hissing non-stop, and it didn't seem to have any lethality, but it looked a little stupid.
Voldemort still misses the snake named Nagini, but... make do with it.
"Go, Wormtail." Voldemort lay on the crib, covered with a small quilt.
"Since I got a physical body, although I am still weak, no one can destroy me.
I am... Voldemort!
Is the indestructible Dark Lord! "
In the dark sky, arrogant laughter came.
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dark night,
A wretched figure frantically ran towards the Prancing Horse Hotel.
Behind Peter, a group of black shadows followed.Those shadows, gliding ghostly like snakes, are getting closer and closer to Peter.
The black shadow collided with him, forcing him to smash forward with great momentum.Peter, whose agility was beyond imagination, turned into a mouse almost instantly.
He escaped from the shadow's package and entered the hotel along the crack of the door.
More than a dozen shadows circled the hotel, and after a while, they also got in through the crack of the door.
Old Tom was lying on the bed, a very light sleeper, when he heard a slight rustling sound not far away.
He rolled over on the bed, with his back to the window.
The only remaining eye saw an invisible black shadow sliding in from the bedroom door.
The shadow was like a fluttering black cloak, swimming and crawling towards the bed.
Old Tom sat up straighter.
Voldebat had slid onto his face, covering his mouth and nose, trying to suffocate him.
Tom felt wrapped in freezing cold. He tried to shout, but he couldn't make a sound, he couldn't even breathe.
Tom reached for his wand and knocked it to the ground.
He struggled frantically, rolled around on the bed, and finally fell heavily on the floor.
Soon, the black shadow left, leaving only a cold corpse.
Voldebat let out a joyful cry, and slid towards another room.
In the darkness, William suddenly opened his eyes.
The guardian magic he cast was triggered!
He put on his robe, picked up the wand under the pillow, and walked out of the room.
William opened the door and knocked on the door next door.
"Hermione!"
Soon, the girl opened the door, rubbed her eyes, and showed a confused expression.
"What's the matter, William?" She scratched at her shaggy hair, one of which stood up.
"Can't sleep in the middle of the night, come to chat with me?" She yawned long.
When have I ever suffered from insomnia? Isn’t it always you who suffer from insomnia? Chat with me!
William groaned.
"Someone touched the magic, I'll go out and have a look," he explained.
Hermione made a smart move, woke up immediately, and quickly turned around to change clothes.
Holding his wand, William stepped out of the safety form and appeared in a dilapidated room.
Around the safety table, a milky white light shone, blocking a black shadow.
"Voltebat?" William was taken aback.
He didn't expect to meet this magical animal here.
William has always wanted to make a flying cloak, and the materials need dementors and Voldebats.
Unexpectedly, the other party delivered it to the door.
What a...good guy!
If someone lured him here on purpose, William would be even more grateful to him... the eight generations of ancestors.
The white light finally disappeared, and Voldebat's vacated body suddenly stretched like a black curtain.
William flicked his wand, and the broken bed in the room bent like a bow, and fell on Voldebat in an instant.
It didn't move, and used the sag of its chest and back to roll up the broken bed.The broken bed immediately turned back and smashed back.
A red light flashed, and sawdust exploded in mid-air.
Immediately afterwards, the silver sea eagle bumped into Voldebat and retreated.
Voldebat took advantage of the momentum and ejected backwards with lightning, its body stuck to the wall, and was about to counterattack for the second time, when there was a throbbing pain in its heart.
It looked down, and it didn't know when its heart was pierced by a sea eagle.
Voldebats, like dementors, have little magic against them, but the Patronus Charm works wonderfully against them.
It can be called the nemesis.
It turned around and wanted to escape through the window, but another silver swan flew over and blocked the way.
Hermione, who had already stepped out of the safety watch, controlled the Patronus and slammed into it.
But the blow missed, and Voldebat took advantage of the trend to retreat.
William swung his wand, and a large box that Hermione had prepared flew into the air.
The Voldebat slammed into it as if seeking its own death, and was trapped inside without any suspense.
"The Voldebat capture is complete!" William said softly.
Hermione asked in amazement, "How could there be Voldebats?"
"Old Tom has been here for 50 years, and there has never been an attack." William squinted his eyes.
"It should have been deliberately attracted."
The two looked at each other and could only think of Peter.
William and Hermione walked out of the room and opened the side door.
The room was also in a mess, and there was a person lying on the floor. It was the man with the scar, who seemed to have died.
William sneered and said, "Theon, don't pretend to be dead. If you keep pretending, I'm going to attract the Voldebat downstairs."
Theon opened his eyes suddenly, and a red curse shot out.
William lifted the spell and landed on the wall, blasting a deep hole.
Theon looked at William suspiciously.He had just been woken up by the fight next door.
He listened to the voice next door, thinking of playing dead, and then made a sudden attack and took Gallon away.
But who knows, it will be easily seen through.
But who is this pair of wizards in front of them?
With the moonlight, he couldn't see their faces clearly, but he also knew from their figures and voices that these two people were definitely not the pair of wizards in the evening.
"who are you?!"
Where would William talk to him, the curse was shot out.
Theon also threw a ray of light.
The magic collided together, and a huge momentum came.
One person flew backwards like a kite breaking its string, circling a few times in the air before falling heavily to the ground.
This time, Theon really felt like he was going to die!
William walked over slowly, and he looked down condescendingly.
Through the moonlight, Theon finally saw the boy's face clearly.
— Stark!
"You...you are Stark?" Theon said in horror.
Aren't Mud, Stark and Granger in Venice, dealing with the White Dragon?
How did you come to Albania?
"It's me... Didn't you threaten to break my three legs?"
William twirled his wand in a circle in his hand.
He said indifferently:
"Take us to find the Rune Snake immediately, or... I will throw you to the Voldebat, and let it help you remove three legs!"
Theon shuddered.
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(Please recommend tickets, everyone.
Thank you "Voldemort under the slope" for your reward. )
(End of this chapter)