Hogwarts Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor Peter

Chapter 201 Resurrection Stone

Baby Voldemort flew into the air, his scarlet eyes glowing in the night sky, his flat tender red snake face covered with scales.

The Aurors beside Peter had never seen such a monstrously deformed thing, all of them couldn't stop breathing, and Dawlish subconsciously took a few steps back.

Peter swung his wand and summoned a black lightning, which struck Little Voldemort's chest, but Little Voldemort deflected Peter's attack, and the deflected black lightning hit the Forbidden Forest, splitting several tall trees in half.

"I didn't expect your replica to take this trick," Peter said with a sneer, "For a baby, his strength is amazing."

"It's so naive, Wormtail," Voldemort said slowly, "he has at least ninety percent of my power, and your power is nothing compared to the Dark Lord... Forget it, you won't be arrogant for long, I We will use more precise means to control these ghouls, and you will find that their intelligence and magic power are not inferior to yours..."

The ghouls were still struggling in front of Dumbledore's flame barrier, and many ghouls began to dig holes on the spot, stuffing their heads into the soil to avoid the light and heat of the spell.

Little Voldemort took out a smooth black thing from his robe. Peter recognized that it was Marvolo Gaunt's ugly ring - the Resurrection Stone. The moment he saw this thing, Dumbledore's arm trembled, with The flame barrier also trembled.

Little Voldemort slowly put the resurrection stone on his ring finger, as if performing a solemn ceremony, the ring automatically shrunk to fit his slender fingers—

In an instant, invisible fluctuations swept across the ground, and the thousand-year-old castle of Hogwarts seemed to be trembling... Wherever the fluctuations touched, the corpses suddenly fell silent. They stood upright, their eyes glowing blue, Turned half of the night sky into an eerie blue.

In the projection, Voldemort opened his arms, seemingly embracing the whole earth.

"Look, Dumbledore, what a beautiful sight! Magic is power... You have power, too, but you are too cowardly to take what is yours, let alone lead wizards, Rule the Muggles..."

Little Voldemort flew back to the ground and landed on a throne carried by a dozen tall Inferi. The Inferi in the front row fearlessly walked up to the flame barrier and plunged their wands into the soil.

"All curses end!" a male infernal corpse hissed.

"All curses end!" It was a young and immature voice, and Peter always felt that his face was a little familiar.

"Curse is the end!" shouted an elderly man in pajamas, who was probably a Hogsmeade resident who did not want to be evacuated.

"All curses end!" Hundreds of Yin corpses chanted the spell in unison-it felt strange, these dead people behaved like living people under Voldemort's control.

"They actually know how to use counter-spells..." Andonova said beside Peter.

"Yes, they don't only use a few fixed spells anymore," Peter looked at her pale and delicate silhouette, "The next battle will be very difficult, I don't know if you are willing to protect a school in a foreign country and die."

Andonova glared at Peter angrily, "Who do you think I am? Durmstrang also has a vice-principal, and he will naturally take over after I die. If everyone thinks it's none of their business , that is really hopeless."

"Don't be angry, I'm just asking casually..." Peter said with a smile, "By the way, if I become a ghost after I die, I hope you can kill me cleanly."

"No, no, if you are dead, I will take you to Durmstrang as a teaching aid for the students; if you are still alive, I will invite you to be a tenured professor in Durmstrang—you guess what? Which one do you prefer?"

"—the latter."

"Yes, the latter." Andonova whispered, "Take care of yourself and don't die."

Amid the incantations of the corpses, the flames gradually extinguished, and the magic barrier slowly shrank from bottom to top, and finally disappeared into the air.Dumbledore put down his wand.

Voldemort's cold voice sounded in people's ears again: "I repeat, as long as Dumbledore, Peddie Road and Potter are handed over, no one needs to be hurt... Ms. Burns, you come from an ancient and noble family , you know how to choose at this moment..."

"Everyone, get ready—" Ms. Burns yelled, "Attack!"

Every window in the castle fired spells, and many spells were aimed at the little Voldemort who was sitting in the middle. He raised his hand to block it.

"Merlin! What can we do, they will defend themselves!" An Auror shouted in panic.

"Shut up!" Mad-Eye Moody's exasperated voice came from the tower, "How did I teach you a spineless little thing? They have defenses, so let's break them down!"

With a whoosh, a blinding red spell flew out of Moody's window. The spell pierced through layers of armored spells and shattered the jaw of a large Inferi in the front row. It fell straight on top of its kind.

Little Voldemort raised his ring-wearing hand and gestured lazily, and the Inferi rushed up screaming, their footsteps rumbling.

The curse swished over Peter's head, the winged warthog stone statue in front of the auditorium was smashed to pieces, a few pieces of the main wall of the castle were blown off, and the rubble scratched Professor McGonagall's cheek.

The stone statues and armors guarding Hogwarts bravely rushed to the front, blocking the first wave of the most ferocious attacks for people; the gargoyles with spears in their hands shuttled through the dense spells, darting quickly like birds of prey attacking wild animals. Crossing the ground, from time to time, he used a spear to pick up the heads of two or three corpses.

Peter summoned more than a dozen marble knights with large shields in their hands to block the spell for his comrades. Professor Flitwick and Professor McGonagall made quick moves, and with a flick of their wands, they knocked down the few infernal corpses rushing forward.

An ominous sound came from the right side of Peter, and Dawlish was the first to fall. Due to his speed, Peter didn't see clearly how he lost.

The Inferi who defeated Dawlish saw the tip of Peter's staff and cast an Iron Armor Charm cautiously. Peter quickly created two red spells behind him, and the two intersecting stun spells knocked it down instantly.

Thousands of Yin corpses rushed up like a tide, and were about to drown the defenders. The dozen or so people guarding the main entrance of the auditorium had to fight and retreat, fighting with their backs against the castle.

Professor McGonagall conjured up a flame noose and tied up the three Inferi, but more Inferi still rushed forward regardless. They were no longer afraid of flames and light like ordinary Inferi, just like Snape Same.

There were too many spells and too many spells. A large part of the main body of the castle was blown apart. The window and a piece of wall smashed to the ground. The two Aurors guarding the window were stunned by the shock wave. Drag to a safe place.

The Aurors and the professors retreated to the foyer, and the prefects also drew out their wands to engage in hand-to-hand combat with the enemy. The ghouls scrambled to the door of the auditorium, and Peter, who stood at the front, turned into a stone knight with a mace.The knight raised the burning mace, and more than a dozen ghosts flew out like rag dolls, and the other corpses were temporarily suppressed by the flames.

"Too much!" cried Tonks, getting a scrape on her arm.

One of the oak gates was knocked down by these powerful undead people...someone threw a devil's net from the upstairs, entangled a few ghosts, but they were too strong, and the devil's net quickly was torn to pieces...

Suddenly, the corpses were bounced away by a powerful force, and a translucent barrier enveloped the castle. This barrier not only blocked the corpses of the corpses, but also blocked the constant attacking spells.

"It's Dumbledore!"

(End of this chapter)