Hogwarts: Harry Potter and the Glock 18.

Chapter 182 The Monster Raging Ruins

"Harry! Pott!"

A vicious roar came from outside the admiration. Although no one was seen, Voldemort would never mishear the voice.

"Don't be so excited, if you shout loudly, it won't be so interesting to play later."

"It would be nice not to have a physical body. There are more than one hundred and eight kinds of poses that the soul can pose—"

The jokingly provocative words were interrupted by a thick green light. The green light of the Killing Curse, which was only fleeting, turned into a piercing death light cannon at this moment. Compared with last year, Voldemort is definitely not as weak as before. Well, Lucius is a big boy, he was already grizzled and had at least two-thirds of his life force drained by Voldemort. At this moment, Voldemort has enough magic reserves for him to squander.

The miserable green light penetrated the curtain of the window, and even outside the manor, one could clearly see a beam of light divided into four by the window, shooting directly towards the night sky, the suffocating killing intent was so strong that it could not be suppressed. Out of reservations, Leon and his umbrella team squinted their eyes slightly, raising the vigilance in their hearts to the highest point. They were a little worried about the boy, whose strong body could not resist the Death Curse head-on.

'boom--'

The loud noise of bricks breaking and walls and houses collapsing brought the dazzling green light to a sudden stop, as if a rampaging monster woke up in this room, and the head-sized wall fragments flew out from the shattered window. A block blasted into the grass a hundred meters away, smashing a deep pit.

At the second when the green light of the Killing Curse flashed, there was a reef-like figure walking against the death light cannon, and the tower shield that could block Harry's whole body swallowed up all the green light that radiated like a black hole. And this silent swallowing didn't even make the cursed Voldemort feel any strangeness.

They didn't realize that something was wrong until the wind sound from the tower shield being swung broke into his ears.

But it was too late.

Dozens of tons of huge force erupted, and the wall brushed by the edge of the tower shield was completely shattered at this moment. Voldemort, who was instantly turned into a cloud of black smoke, was hit by the heavy giant shield, and the tumbling black mist burst into pieces in an instant. Voldemort, who was directly sent flying out of the black mist avatar form, smashed into three walls and was finally inlaid on the bookshelf of the study on the second floor of Malfoy Manor.

After absorbing enough vitality and magic power, although Voldemort's body at this moment is still in the soul state similar to a ghost, it can have a substance like a flesh.

It was also thanks to the fact that he didn't have real flesh and blood at this moment, otherwise any normal person would have absolutely no chance of surviving after being sliced ​​into meatloaf by a shield.

"Shen Feng has no shadow!"

The right hand without a shield pulled the trigger, and the gray but transparent and invisible magic blade cut through the shattered smoke and dust rising from the wall, and the spell as dense as a rainstorm directly penetrated the second floor of Malfoy Manor. Give people any respite.

The crisp sound of metal collisions was rapid and dense, and a thick silver shield sprayed out from the muzzle of the gun in front of Shen Feng Wuying's blade. The rainy sword fight.

In just two or three blinks, the thick silver shield turned into shattered wreckage, but the insignificant moment it won caused the disappearing black mist to rise again.

"die!"

The transparent tower shield, whose shape cannot be seen from the front, was waved again at some point, and the bookshelf and wall hit by it directly raised even more dust and smoke, but a pair of sharp eyes fixed on the black figure who wanted to escape the smoke and dust.

Harry knew better than anyone else that if he wanted to defeat Voldemort head-on at this moment, he had to use his best strengths to overwhelm Voldemort's shortcomings. He could not draw too much distance from Voldemort. Not Voldemort's opponent, Harry had already experienced it last year, but Voldemort is not good at close combat, this is his shortest shortcoming.

The raging dragons of smoke rise and dance from all over the manor. This luxurious old house with a history of hundreds of years has been completely reduced to a toy castle ravaged by monsters today. Many shining gold and silver belongings flew out of the collapsed house, recording The handwritten book with the 'brilliant' history of the Malfoy family also turned into scattered pages and flew under the night.

The sound of exploding spells and the roar of roaring were continuous, and no one could clearly see the old and the young fighting inside. The tower shield with the invisibility cloak as the skin was completely the nemesis of magic, which could directly absorb magic power, The ability to destroy the existence of spells from the root is more decisive than the end of all spells.

There are many ways to put out a fire, but dredging the bottom is the most ruthless and most effective method. A spell without magic power is not magic, but the nonsense of a mentally ill person.

"Nacissa, Narcissa, Narcissa!"

Lucius, who had aged a lot, staggered and ran in the mansion he was familiar with. As the owner of this place, he was familiar with everything here. The room where his wife lived was on the second floor, which was just the other end of his bedroom. , separated by a huge living room for displaying collections.

Originally, Lucius was proud of this living room, because the guests who came here could see the glorious and glorious history of the Malfoy family. He just wanted to see his wife quickly with these trashy garbage used to prop up his fame and show off his glory.

However, the distance of tens of meters became especially long when there were two inhuman monsters raging beside him. He had to avoid the terrible spells and the fragments of the house that were blown away by the huge force. If the thing hits, I will never have any chance to stay in the world for even a second longer.

The stone that grazed his calf tore the skin and muscle, but he gritted his teeth and snorted, grabbed a wand left by an unknown ancestor, and pulled the trigger on his injured calf, healing The curse stopped the blood for him, and the floating spell helped him lose weight. He pulled a cane inlaid with gemstones, and limped forward towards his target with difficulty.

"Dobby! Where are you, Dobby?! Get the hell out of here!"

When he was about to approach the gate, Lucius remembered that he still had a house elf in his house. He couldn't use magic to leave, but maybe the elf could.

But his shout did not attract his servants as usual, he staggered and grabbed the gold-plated handle of the front door, ready to push the door open and rush in, but before he could turn the lock, a huge force came He was knocked into the corridor wall behind him along with the door.

The blood from his forehead stained his eyes red. Through the cracked gate, he saw that it was completely destroyed, and he could even see the empty ruins outside the manor at a glance.

"Nacissa Narcissa. No! You can't do this! You can't do this!!!"

A desperate howl was squeezed out of his throat, and the eyes of Lucius, who was already much older, were full of despair and despair.

The heavy broken wooden door on his body seemed to be the last straw that crushed him. The magic wand he was holding was loosened, and the divine light in his eyes also turned dim at this moment.

"Owner?"

A voice sounded, awakening Lucius' remaining sanity.

"Dobby has already sent his wife out, and none of Dobby escaped. Dobby is back looking for you."

The elf dog put his arms around his body, and opened his mouth cautiously. He pushed open the wooden door that was pressing on Lucius, and grabbed his hand a little timidly.

"Dobby will take you out, master."

Lucius's originally empty eyes suddenly became lively.

"Is Narcissa okay?"

"Dobby took the lady out, master."

"Dobby! The best Dobby! I'll give you whatever you want! Give you everything!"

Lucius' heart once again glowed with hope and motivation for life. The 'humble' servant he had punished countless times had become the straw to save him at this moment.

"That's what Dobby should do."

Dobby lowered his head slightly. He was indeed fulfilling the duties of a house elf, even though he didn't like them, but the duties and instincts of the elves forced him to do so.

Although apparation was disabled, other magic was not disturbed, and they left the locked cage before the luxurious manor was completely reduced to ruins ravaged by two monsters.

A silver handcuff was fastened.

"Take it down and have a look." Leon said calmly, his eyes never leaving the smoky ruins.

(End of this chapter)