Connor's Hogwarts

Chapter 78

"Connor!"

"Are you OK!"

Fred and George surrounded Connor with tense faces.

"It hurts me to death! Connor, get up, don't press me down!" The voice of the sorting hat came from under Connor.

Connor quickly picked up the Sorting Hat and put it on his head indiscriminately.

"I'm fine...why did you come here to make trouble?" Connor rubbed his shoulders and stood up, saying angrily.

Of course, nothing happened to Connor. The Iron Armor Curse he released and the solidified Iron Armor Curse on the wizard robe were broken, and a piece of his wing seemed to be broken.

The remnant impact of the spell carried him against the wall, Connor hit the wall sideways, and his left hand seemed to be a little dislocated.

Of course, this is not the point of the present question.

"Stand back." Connor interrupted the twins' explanation, pulled them behind, and looked ahead. The mud demon had already floated in front of Connor and the three of them.

I don't know how he flew up, he looks quite handsome, Connor couldn't stop thinking wildly at this time.

"Hey Connor, we're here to help."

"That's right, don't underestimate us."

The twins said weakly, they seemed to be in trouble as soon as they came here, and the two of them lacked confidence.

"Just don't make trouble, this person is beyond your ability to deal with." Connor clenched his wand tightly and stood in front of the twins.

At this time, the slime demon also landed on the ground, but its expression seemed a little... different from before.

"Connor... Lake?"

Connor's pupils shrank, this clay figurine!He actually spoke! ?

"You... who are you?!" Connor was facing a formidable enemy. When Connor fought him before, he only regarded him as a soulless battle puppet, but now the red light in the clay figurine's eyes has dimmed a lot, but the man instead Like... with a soul?
"I am...in someone's memory...the Dark Lord." The slime said in a low tone, looking at Connor, "Of course, you can also call me...Voldemort."

George took a small step back, and Fred also looked terrified. After all, the two of them grew up listening to the horror stories of the mysterious man. When the big devil in the story appeared in front of them, it was inevitable to be a little scared.

Connor's hand holding the wand tightened a bit. Has this slime evolved and strengthened his IQ? It's getting more and more difficult. What's the matter?Gryffindor is embarrassing me, Fat Tiger!

"You are very good, a pure-blooded genius. At your age, you may not find a stronger wizard than you." Voldemort showed a piercing smile, he opened his hands, and said:
"You can have a wider future, a greater power, and omnipotent power."

"Bong!"

Suddenly, two red lights shot out from behind Connor, and went straight to Voldemort who opened the empty door.

But this attack had no effect. Voldemort narrowed his eyes slightly, and with a slight wave of his wand, two red lights flew away from his sides.

Connor turned his head and saw the twins scratching their heads in embarrassment and said, "That... we just want to take advantage of him not paying attention"

I really took you to fight, why don't you ask him to say a few more words? !
"Don't do unnecessary things, these attacks have no effect on him." Connor raised his wand and pointed it straight at Voldemort, and Connor felt the "murderous aura" again.

"It seems that you are not interested in what I have to say." Voldemort narrowed his eyes, and he raised his wand:

"Tuonodio [Lightning Arc]" (silent cast)

An arc-shaped whip extended from Voldemort's wand, and he flicked it vigorously, and the arc enveloped Connor and the three of them.

"Protego! 【Armor Protection】"

Connor roared, and a hemispherical shield formed instantly, blocking in front of the three of them. The lightning whip kept hitting Connor's shield, making crackling sounds, and the shield was weakening visibly with the naked eye!

"Protego!" x2
The twins quickly raised their wands to help, and the magic power of the two merged into the shield.

"Back! Back! Hide! You are not needed here!" Connor didn't accept the two's affection, and he signaled loudly without looking back.

This kind of magic confrontation consumes a lot of magic power, and Connor can't last long.

Upon hearing this, the twins knew that they could only hold Connor back. They looked at each other, gritted their teeth, and turned around to hide in the stone wall behind them.

Connor waited until the two were hiding, then raised his wand abruptly, deflecting the arc under the guidance of magic power, and then quickly cast a spell:
"Expelliarmus! [Expelliarmus]"

Voldemort had no choice but to stop his magic. He waved his staff to block Connor's spells. Using magic power to guide the enemy's spells to deflect their direction is a very clever magic combat technique, and Voldemort is very proficient in using this trick.

Connor can barely deflect beam-shaped magic like Voldemort did, but Connor can't do this for bullet-shaped magic, so he can only rely on dodging and shielding to block it.

And this Voldemort is also quite a chicken thief. He saw Connor's magic level, and then began to cast various barrages on Connor.

The dense magic bullets poured in, and Connor had no time to deform the earth wall, so he could only block most of the bullets with the Iron Armor Curse, while bouncing left and right to hide.

The battle was very intense, and if it was made into a movie, it would be another blockbuster with special effects.

But in the end Connor still couldn't beat the stinky old man. At the moment Connor was broken the Iron Armor Curse, Voldemort chanted the curse:

"Expelliarmus!"

A red light hit Connor precisely, and the wand in Connor's hand uncontrollably dropped out, flew backwards towards Voldemort, and was firmly caught by him.

"." Connor fell to the ground weakly, and he has almost exhausted all means now.

"Yew? It's a familiar feel, kid. Your wand is good." Voldemort looked at the wand in his hand, and said in a victorious tone.

"Stupefy! [fainting]"

"Incarcerous! [Quick Imprisonment]"

Two voices sounded from the left and right sides of Voldemort, but Voldemort didn't even look at it. There were only two ripples around him, and the two spells were easily blocked.

"." How many times have I said, don't call out the name of the move in a sneak attack!And didn't I tell you to run away? !Why are you two melon skins here to make trouble!
Voldemort raised his left hand, and saw the twins on both sides struggling to fly up, and he clenched his left hand violently.

Then, amidst the yelling of the twins, the two of them flew towards each other, their heads bumped together, and they fell down in front of Connor with a pia~.

"." Good food.

"It hurts, it hurts! Fred, your head is so hard!"

"Your head is so hard! It hurts me to death!"

The twins held their heads and complained to each other.

"." Sure enough, you are the rescuers sent by the monkey, and Connor is powerless to complain.

"It seems that you are at your wit's end, how about it? Do you admit defeat?" Voldemort said.

It seems that the general situation is over, my magic power is not much, this move is my last struggle... But I still need a little preparation time, let's talk to him, delay, Connor thought so, he said:
"I think…"

"The wand is still in our hands!"

"Don't underestimate us!"

"Gryffindor never gives up!"

"Let the horses come!"

The twins stood in front of Connor holding the bags on their heads. Although they were in a mess, they were still full of energy.

"..." Connor opened his mouth, the words he wanted to say were blocked in his throat, his little face was flushed red from the suffocation, are you comrades in the enemy army? ?

Do you know that you are not a tank or a support, but a 15 yuan minion behind two super soldiers!

I beg of you, please use your supernatural powers. He just wanted to stand up and stop the twins from pulling monsters without thinking, but at this moment, Connor's body shook violently.

"Noisy, Avada kedavra [Avada Kedavra]"

Connor's pupils shrank sharply, only to see a flash of green light, which accurately hit Fred standing in front of him!

At this moment, time seemed to slow down. Connor saw Fred's figure falling slowly, and the angry expression on his face was still clear.

Connor's head went blank for a moment, he felt a flame explode in his chest, and he roared hoarsely:

"Do not--!"

A wave of magic power erupted on Connor's body, and a wave of new magic power poured into the nearly exhausted magic pool.

"Damn!!"

Connor's right hand suddenly pressed down, Voldemort paused, and when he looked up, he saw a boulder that appeared above his head at an unknown time, and was smashing towards him at a terrifying speed!

This was the last resort Connor had prepared before. Without his wand, Connor could not use many spells, and the Levitation Curse was one of them.

Voldemort frowned, raised his wand high, and a powerful tornado blade met him.

With a loud bang, the boulder hit the ground, stirring up dust all over the sky.

Connor covered his mouth and nose, squinted his eyes and looked for Voldemort's figure.

"I'm here."

A voice sounded in Connor's ear, and Connor turned his head suddenly, and then he felt a huge force hit his body, and his whole body flew up and hit the earth wall on one side.

"Connor! We—"

"Shut up, Avada kedavra!" A green light flashed, and George on the side fell silent.

"No—cough cough, stop! What have you done!? Gryffindor! Gryffindor! This is not what we're going to test!!" Connor struggled to stand up and roared loudly, his voice already a little hoarse .

Connor never thought that things would turn out like this. Did Gryffindor say staying here forever means staying here after death! ?Connor now regretted accepting this test immensely.

"It's useless, kid, no one will bother us until we decide the winner..." Voldemort said jokingly, approaching Connor step by step:

"Why, it looks like you value your two friends?"

"So today, let me teach you a lesson. I used to apply for a job as a professor at Hogwarts." Voldemort stopped in front of Connor, and he leaned slightly:

"Remember, in this world, only your own life is the most important."

"Friendship? That's just ridiculous and useless stuff."

"Beg for mercy, then I will let you go, after all, this is just a "test", isn't it."

"You bastard!" Connor raised his hand, manipulating the gravel around him to hit Voldemort.

"Useless, useless, useless."

The stone slammed into Voldemort's side, slammed into his shield, and pulverized it all.

Voldemort raised his hand, and the invisible giant hand grabbed Connor and pressed it against the stone wall. All the gravel that was controlled by Connor turned around and poured on Connor. He smashed his head and broke his blood.

Voldemort looked at Connor, who was no longer neat and tattered, and said with a smile, "Then what's your answer?"

At this time, Connor looked extremely miserable. He lowered his head, his eyes were hidden under the shadow of messy bangs, and he couldn't see his eyes clearly. He gasped in a low voice and said, "Me, me."

"Huh?" Voldemort stepped forward, as if trying to hear Connor's begging for mercy.

Connor paused first, then he raised his head abruptly, his eyes full of viciousness:
"I Fu*k you!!!"

Connor's magical power suddenly exploded!The deliberately controlled wind pressure stirred up a huge cloud of dust, enveloping the figures of the two of them.

Voldemort subconsciously raised his hands to cover his face, but the next moment, his eyes stared suddenly?
In the dusty sky, there is a flash of silver light.

There was the sound of an object falling to the ground, and then there was no more sound, and the arena was strangely quiet.

When the dust cleared, what appeared before him was Voldemort's headless corpse.

This time his body also fell down. On one side of the head, the snake's mouth was wide open, and the eyes were wide open, but the expression in the eyes was no longer there.

On the other side was Connor's standing figure, his small body standing upright.

In his hand was the tattered Sorting Hat—and a long silver sword with red gemstones inlaid on the hilt.

Until now, the battle has finally come to an end.

The winner stands, the loser... eats the dust.

Connor Lake, twelve years old, also drew his sword and killed a snake.

(End of this chapter)