Hogwarts 1991

Chapter 283 Leaning Tower?

Snape stood before a pair of stone dragons.

He was waving his wand.

A black flame spewed out, as if it had life and consciousness.

The flames turned into a horde of magical creatures: three-headed hounds, dragons, fire giants...

These flame beasts attacked and burned those unconscious, skinless blood corpses covered in mucus.

In the tunnel covered with a layer of flesh and blood, the skeletons are surging, densely packed, like a tide.

Manipulating all this behind them is a mutated Rafflesia flower the size of a truck head.

Vines spread from the bottom of it, densely intertwined, wrapped around each blood corpse, constantly agitating to absorb something.

With its blessing, the skinless blood corpse is very flexible...not to mention that ordinary spells cannot penetrate that layer of mucus at all.

Strength and speed are also greatly improved compared to the wave that Mrs. Weasley exploded just now,
And even if these corpses are damaged... broken into two pieces, they will be pinched, entangled, and stitched together quickly by the vines spreading on the ground.

re-fix.

Finally, after the vines secreted some mucus and covered the blood corpses, those corpses could move again.

For a moment, Hagrid even thought they were fighting against an army of dark monsters from the Middle Ages (an entire clan of werewolves or vampires).

Several people knew very well that they had to destroy the Rafflesia flower in the middle of the corpse tide.

Otherwise this will be endless.

In the end...Professor Snape could only use [Fierffire Curse], an ancient evil magic fire that is easy to get out of control...but can destroy almost everything, to destroy this weird plant.

In the situation where a large-scale offensive spell such as [Explosion Curse] cannot be used, [Fiendfire] is the easiest and most feasible method.

(The consequences of Mrs. Weasley's use of the [Explosion Curse] last time still left a few people with lingering fears... This is a few hundred meters deep underground. If something collapses, you can't apparate...)
(And the ordinary flame spell, they have tried it just once, is not very useful at all....The end of the rafflesia branch sprays out some blood like a shower, which can extinguish the flame...and the slime covered on the skinless blood corpse can also prevent the flame from burning)
Mr. Weasley thought for a while, and finally reluctantly agreed to Snape's suggestion.

"Be careful!"

It's up to Professor Snape to cast [Fiendfire]... In this respect, Mr. Weasley is not very good at it.

If such a terrible thing as [Curse Tempering] happens, it cannot be undone.

Fiercefire jumped and devoured everything, making terrifying roars.Sweep away the blood corpse and the mutated Rafflesia flower in front of the three of them.

Black soot was flying all over the sky, thick smoke was spreading in all directions, ... a burnt smell continued to come, as if a piece of rotten meat was placed in the old toilet, and the burning rubber tire underneath was roasting the piece of meat...

Totally irresistible!

It is conceivable that all this made several people retreat again and again.

"Evil fire... This is the first time I have seen this kind of spell. I guess I will never use this spell in my life. It's too dangerous!"

Weasley stared at the monsters turned into evil flames, feeling unspeakably nervous. He had heard too many legends about this kind of black witchcraft from the wizards of the forbidden and dangerous Department of Dark Magic.

This kind of spell is easy to get out of control not only when it is cast, but even after it is cast, it is also uncontrollable, often turning the caster into ashes before giving up.

After the Rafflesia flower made an extremely piercing scream in the flames, it collapsed little by little, and burned to ashes with billowing smoke, Snape finally took back this dangerous ancient magic fire.

The tip of his wand was like a vacuum cleaner... the evil black flames were constantly being sucked into it, ingested, and slowly disappeared.

Then Mr. Weasley waved his wand.

The ground and the walls began to cool down rapidly, froze, and even formed a thin layer of hoarfrost.

The stone wall, including the two crawling stone dragon sculptures, also began to be cracked into fine cracks by the rapidly changing temperature.

Finally, they finally came to the stone gate.

A few of them followed the traces left by the basilisk to this place before, and saw that the guards here were tightly guarded, so they knew that Voldemort, the basilisk, and Harry and McGuffin must have come here and entered it.

Now, after dealing with the group of corpses and the weird plants, they can finally go in.

When they got to the front, they were a little flustered and cramped.

Even Hagrid was panting rapidly,

One sound, one sound.

call! --suck! --call!

Unlike those young wizards who grew up in peaceful times, they knew what the name Voldemort meant to the British wizarding world at that time.

At that time, almost every European magic community living close to the UK was threatened by Voldemort all the time. The horror and cruelty of dark witchcraft were absolutely reflected in this wizard.

Bloody tragedies happen to us almost every day.

Fear hangs over every wizarding family, and people are cautious, for fear that one day Voldemort will come to the door with Death Eaters.

At that time, most qualified British wizards either fled to the United States, or went to Brazil... or even went to that ancient oriental country that was very alien to them. (There is a huge gap between spells there and Europe)
Even so, Weasley and the others decided to go inside and face the most cruel and powerful dark wizard ever.

Now... a few people can't, and it's impossible to retreat.

Snape examined the magic mechanism of the stone door.

"A very old spell protection device... It doesn't seem to be specially designed to protect this place, prohibiting people from entering,... It seems that it is specially used to select some kind of qualified wizard..."

Snape turned around and said to the other two.

"I think you also know that you are about to face that person! If you are afraid...you can leave here now..."

"Severus! Needless to say, hurry up! Harry's still inside!" Hagrid said anxiously, his big hands tightly gripping the cock's neck, and he was about to pinch the poor cock unconscious.

Arthur Weasley wiped his wand on his robes and stared silently at the stone door.

"Well!"

"I'll inform Dumbledore and the others... we'll go in!"

Snape had decided to ignore Dumbledore and let himself go with the flow, not to face Voldemort's orders head-on.

He was in the Forbidden Forest, but instead threw Harry to Voldemort alone. The only insurance...was a little wizard in the same grade...

Is this how he protects Harry?

That was Lily's only child... It was because of that child that he stayed at Hogwarts... following Dumbledore's orders.

Is this how he is protected now?
Snape paused in his heart, but decided to inform Dumbledore of what happened now.

Just in case.

He waved his wand, and a silver-white animal swayed past the eyes of the other two, stepped on the air and left quickly.

At the same time Snape said loudly to him, "Dumbledore, we have found traces of the dark wizard in the underground tunnels, and left magic marks along the way... Now they are in a magic room at Hogwarts... For the safety of Harry and McGuffin, Mr. Weasley, Hagrid and I went in first." ...'

After everything was completed, after checking that there was nothing they had forgotten, they took a deep breath and prepared to enter.

but……

The stone door hadn't been slowly opened with Snape's undoing the curse.

They found that the entire corridor, including the stone gate, and the two stone dragon sculptures began to tremble slightly.

It was not good, and a familiar feeling immediately filled Snape's heart.

Sure enough... Snape didn't feel right just now,

Boom!

The sound that almost crushed everything passed through their eardrums, heads,
Shimen hit head-on at a speed of 180 miles.

rumble!

Shimen rubbed against the ground, coming at the top speed like a train.

Snape and the others swung their wands and cast [Iron Armor Curse], [Protection Curse], [Body Protection Curse], and [Slowing Down Curse] to stop the impact of the stone door, and Hagrid blocked them with all his strength.

That's why he didn't get seriously injured and paralyzed here before facing Voldemort.

Hagrid plucked his ears vigorously. The collision just now didn't do any harm to this thick-skinned big man, but the sound seemed to hurt him more.

"How dare Voldemort...Harry and the others are all right!"

"We've got to hurry up and see how they're doing!"

Mr. Weasley yelled worriedly, looking anxious.

(The deafening sound just now almost made all three of them deaf, and now the stone wall of this corridor tunnel is still vibrating because of the sound echoing.)
But Snape's expression was indescribably stiff and weird,
——This 'crazy pattern', this familiar 'taste',
Could it be that Voldemort was murdered too!
Not so!From Hermione's description, although the dark wizard did not return to his heyday's strength, it was not something two young wizards could easily deal with.

How did he...?
And the loud noise just now, and the shock wave just now?

Just as Snape was wondering, while Arthur Weasley and Hagrid kept urging him.

The aftermath of that huge explosion also began to appear in the entire underground space.

The stone walls above all the tunnels began to tremble, not that kind of tremor, but trembling non-stop, trembling visible to the naked eye.

Every few seconds, the stone walls trembled, and soon, cracks began to appear on the walls... Stones and dust fell down.

Some of those old, cyan bricks even hit the ground directly, smashing into several pieces.

Everything in front of me began to fall apart.

Even though they were unwilling to admit it, Snape and the others knew in their hearts that this was not a place to stay for a long time, and it had become a dangerous situation.

Thinking of the angry words I said against Dumbledore some time ago, I didn't expect that the words became true.

Snape gritted his teeth authentically,
"McGuffin Albert!"

……

The illusory black flames suddenly rose from the ground, instantly burning all the strange and strong trees to ashes.

In the Forbidden Forest, the strange and bloody magical plants grown from the spores sprinkled by the huge willow trees made the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic tired and suffered.

They even wanted to seal off the Forbidden Forest at one point, and then burn it down...

This kind of idea has also been considered, and it is conceivable that the professors and Aurors who are here now have nothing to do about it
With the help of Dumbledore shuttled back and forth in the Forbidden Forest, it was able to maintain a balanced situation, and nothing happened to make it go out of control.

Dumbledore used Gilderoy Lockhart's brain information, and judging from the specific situation of these plants that can't be handled cleanly...

The root body of this magic plant is hidden in another place. These are all the daughters of magic plants. Destroying these plants in the Forbidden Forest is useless at all.

Just as he was discussing with Fudge about finding the mother body through magic positioning.

But suddenly the strange tree was burned to ashes by the illusory black flame.

Nothing left!
This caught everyone off guard.

Don't know what happened!
"It seems that someone has found the mother body and burned it to ashes!" Dumbledore said slowly.

"But... who the hell is it?"

"Where is the black hand behind the scenes?"

Cornelius Fudge looked bitterly at Gilderoy Lockhart beside him.

Although it barely prevented a black magic terrorist attack on Hogwarts.

Now that so many Aurors have dispatched, they only captured a Hogwarts professor who was under control.

—and got mad.

Gilderoy Lockhart was stroking his bare head, bit by bit the fallen leaves, dead branches, and black ashes... mixed with spittle and put a 'film' on the scalp.

With a silly expression on his face, he kept laughing.

It made Fudge sigh.

If there's anything worse than getting nothing, it's catching an idiot...and this idiot was previously exceptionally popular with other people.

He could imagine that those middle-aged witches would tear themselves, the Minister of Magic, alive when they saw that they had transformed their handsome idol into this appearance.

Fudge shuddered, bewildered.

At this time,

A silver doe kept jumping over the Forbidden Forest, turning into a stream of light and appearing in front of Dumbledore and Fudge.

From the Silver Doe came Snape's voice:
"Find the mastermind...Harry, McGuffin and the others!"

"Mrs. Weasley has returned to the castle safe and sound with the other two young wizards!"

"..."

After the message from the silver doe, finally Fudge's tense nerves began to relax slightly.

But he still urged Professor Dumbledore eagerly, "Quick! Go back to Hogwarts, we can't let that guy escape..."

"Nothing must happen to Harry Potter!"

"Connelly! Don't worry..." Dumbledore frowned and said after hearing the news, "Since Professor Snape is present, nothing will happen..."

The voice just fell.

There was a tremor on the ground, the trees shook, and some trees that had been swept by Fiendfire collapsed directly.

Bursts of black ash were smashed out.

As the ground shook, this happened one after another.

But all eyes were attracted by Hogwarts Castle in the distance.

They saw the owl hut in West Tower, and all the owls in it flew out with flapping wings, forming a black cloud around the entire castle.

And even more surprising is that,

That tower looks a bit...

——Slanted?
(End of this chapter)