novelslam Chapter 425 We are half brothers!
Chapter 425 We are half brothers!
Chapter 425 We are half brothers!
One of the most important rules in the wizarding world:
Don't easily believe in magic items that you don't understand.
For William, who had been baptized by countless telecom frauds in his previous life, his vigilance may be the strongest in the magic world.
Not to mention, last semester Tom's diary was still secretly making troubles, which made everyone panic.
So the diadem said it was Ravenclaw's will.
This sentence is basically equivalent to: I, Ravenclaw, play money!
Ordinary little wizards might believe it, but how could William believe it?
The other party might as well just say that it is Voldemort's Horcrux.This way, the credibility is greater.
Besides, a dead dementor is a good dementor.William beat the Big Mac to death first, then took away the crown, and asked the principal to inspect it.
This is the normal process, and there is no need to talk so much nonsense with it.
Before the dust fell to the ground, William held the wand in his right hand and waved it lightly.
Every time it is swung, a silver sea eagle rises into the air on the tip of the staff, lingering on one side.
A moment later, there was Patronus Thirteen.
William held his wand, made a fancy aiming movement, put his fingers together, and then tapped his fingers in the air.
boom!
Thirteen sea eagles lined up vertically and horizontally, like a tidal wave hitting the shore, crashing straight into the place where the dementor disappeared.
dust still
Dust again!
The entire rubbish dump was smashed like this, leaving a huge void, and there were dozens of hasty and dull sounds one after another.
William never looked sideways, waiting for the dementor to roll out and die.
When the dementor came out, his expression was extremely sluggish, but he showed no intention of retreating.
It seems to be more resistant to damage from the Patronus Charm than normal Dementors.
Is it because of absorbing too much of the same kind, or the damage-free buff added by the crown?
Unbeknownst to William, the two sides were separated by more than ten meters at this time. His wand was raised slightly, drawing an arc, and shooting out a purple half-moon-shaped light.
The dementor spit out black mist, but it only resisted for an instant before it was smashed to pieces by the purple light.
Another loud bang!
The black robe bumped backwards, but this time he bent down and slid backwards, and slid over seven or eight meters before barely stopping his retreat.
Although still embarrassed, it was much better than before.
William signaled Hermione to pass the fire.Ordinary magic is just fun, but to deal with dementors, you have to look at Little Phoenix.
He suddenly regretted not letting Fox come to help the scene tonight.
"Give me your devouring power, give me your life, give me all of you..."
A hissing sound echoed in the dementor's ears.
"Don't resist, my servant!"
On the dark rusty crown, a pair of eyes appeared.
Soon, the bloody eyes shifted to the dementor's face.
The dementor's face was covered with a layer of pale new skin, as pale as BB cream.
The face seemed to have been burned, and the features were blurred and twisted strangely.The whites of the eyes were filled with a lot of blood.
"Voldemort?!" William said in shock.
"Little wizard, do you know me?" A hoarse voice came out of the dementor's mouth.
Merlin's pectoralis major is really the Horcrux of the Dark Lord!
William did recognize this ugly face, which looked very similar to the face on the back of Quirrell's head.
It's just not so snake-like, the eyes are not red enough, and the pupils are not two lines.
This shows that this Horcrux may be a mid-post production, but it is not the last one.
"Tell me everything you know, child." Voldemort's tone was suddenly soft, as if afraid to scare William away.
"This kind of strength that doesn't match my age...it's very similar to me when I was young.
Are you pure-blooded... Name your family, I may know it. "
Horcruxes began to get close.And Voldemort's blood discrimination stubbornly made him think that William must be pure-blooded, not Muggle-born.
"My name is Draco Malfoy, Lord Dark Lord." William said nonsense.
"Malfoy... Who are you, Abraxas Malfoy?"
"It's my grandfather."
Voldemort suddenly snapped:
"You're lying... Malfoy is light blond."
"That's because my father, Lucius Malfoy, married my mother, Arthur Weasley.
Then, the hair turns dark brown. "William said seriously.
"It's possible genetically, hair color is genetically determined.
The genes that determine gold and red are called alleles by Muggles. If they are not inherited, the color will change. "
Voldemort was confused.
William asked again in the tone of Xueba caring for the mentally retarded: "Do you understand? If you don't understand, I will explain this question again. Don't pretend to understand?
If I really understand, let me ask again, after determining the color of my hair, if I have a younger sister, what is the probability of light blonde hair? "
Voldemort: "..."
William is not just talking nonsense, at least he can get a piece of information.This Horcrux was made probably earlier than the 70s.
Otherwise, there is no reason not to know Lucius, but the first reaction is the ancestor Abraxas Malfoy.
It is impossible to test it with C14, but it can be confirmed that this is an art work that was earlier than the 70s and after Mr. Fu's magic.
Needless to say, its integrity has a higher collection value than diaries.
The Dark Lord didn't believe William's words, but he didn't expose it either. What he needed was information.
"Tell me... what happened to the greatest Dark Lord of all time?"
The crown, like the diary, is extremely concerned about the future self.
"The Dark Lord is dead." William said in a playful second.
"He died to save Harry Potter, and blocked Avada from eating a big melon for Harry... He died a glorious and great death."
"Nonsense! The Dark Lord cannot die," shrieked Crown.
"The Dark Lord has experimented, and has advanced magic farther than ever before."
"Isn't it just a Horcrux?" William sneered.
"How do you know?!" Voldemort asked sharply, "Who told you, and what else do you know?"
"You told me yourself." William showed a silly badger expression again.
Honest and honest smile.
"Tom, your body and I, Draco Malfoy, are good brothers."
"You told me everything, including the Horcrux!" William said with a look of beating.
"The two of us are... half-brothers!"
Hermione wanted to laugh but didn't dare to, feeling a little uncomfortable, clenched the end of her wand tightly, and was a little worried.
That's the Dark Lord.William "molested" him like this?
"you wanna die!"
Even though he couldn't see how the dementor's lips opened, he could hear a small voice oozing from his throat, which made people's hair stand on end.
"When I catch you and give you a dementor's kiss, everything will be clear!" The piece of soul was furious and murderous.
The dementor let out a roar, and black mist seeped out of its body, clinging to the crown.
It was shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the black mist became thicker and thicker.
Voldemort took over the Dementor's body, and he slowly floated off the ground, his hands spread forward, his middle finger bent, and he cast spells without a wand.
With the fingers slightly bent, a black python emerged from the dementor's fingertips.
A hissing Parseltongue sounded, and the black python rushed towards his face aggressively.
"All curses end!"
William held his wand in both hands and held it in front of him.
The magic power swelled and rippled.
In the end, a wide and thick mirror surface was formed, just like a pot of fire was raised, and the brazier was removed, but the pot of fire was suspended in the air.
The mirror as tall as a person was firmly against the ferocious head of the huge boa constrictor.
Voldemort in Horcrux state is still very powerful.
but,
How is it compared to the body attached to Quirrell?
Compared with Little Tom who has been planning for a whole year, so what?
A horcrux without a wand, relying only on dementors, wants to set off waves?
Times have changed, my lord!
William pressed his wand down.
Between the mirrors, the brilliance exploded.
The boa constrictor was like a big black dog whose head was forced down and ate dog food, and hit the floor without any strength.
The floor was suddenly knocked out of a huge hole, and the black python exploded.
The strong wind was blowing, majestic and fierce, blowing William and Hermione's temple hair back.
William didn't care, he strode forward, turned into a sea eagle, and suddenly flew forward.
The next moment, the dementor appeared in front of him and threw it to the ground.
"William!" Hermione yelled. "Wand!"
William waved his wand and said loudly, "The wand is coming!"
Three or four wands of unknown material were detached from Hermione's hands and fell into William's hands.
This is the loot captured when the werewolf was killed in France.
The tips of all the wands were reckless, igniting Fox's flame.
"A kiss from a dementor? You still want to kiss me?"
"You deserve it too!"
William took his wand and stabbed it all into the dementor's mouth, twisting and mashing it.
"Call God Guard!"
A dozen red-gold sea eagles stained with flames flew out of the wand, and they smashed into the mouth of the dementor continuously.
The dust has settled.
William came out of the ruins, shook his robe lightly, and bounced a lot of dust.
The crown carrying Voldemort's soul was kicked and rolled forward by him.
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(Please recommend tickets, everyone!
Thanks to "The little beating who is addicted to making troubles" and "Voldemort down the slope", the two big guys for their rewards. )
(End of this chapter)