Hogwarts Shippuden

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"Voldemort! My ancestors!"

Kyle threw two spherical objects at Voldemort while his mouth was stinking.

Even Voldemort didn't dare to take it lightly for the mess that Kyle threw over.

Who the **** knows what this Dumbledore kid can tinker with?

The detonating charm last time brought him a huge surprise.

Two lightning bolts flashed through the air, instantly hitting the two **** that Kyle threw.

Two slight explosions sounded, a large pool of shit-yellow liquid splashed out, and the walls around the corridor were all dyed the same color.

A strong stench, like canned herring in a turban that Quirrell had not washed for a few years, fermented for nine to eighty-one days, instantly permeated the corridor.

"Fake! Big dung bomb!" Cedric, who has always been suave, let out a rare foul language.

For no other reason, it really stinks.

He immediately put a bubble head spell on himself.

What bothered Cedric was that the big dung bomb produced by the Weasley twins, the alchemy genius, could not be completely blocked by a simple bubble head spell.

Kyle really has no other way, only a dung bomb of this level can work against Voldemort.

In the last fight in the Forbidden Forest, Kyle knew the difficulty of Voldemort as the ceiling of the magic world.

Although Voldemort is only a remnant now, his strength does not exist.

But even in this state, with Voldemort's magical attainments, he can easily crack most of the spells that Kyle has mastered.

Facing an opponent who is immune to 99% spell damage, what else can you do?

Do you use gymnastics?

In the Forbidden Forest not long ago, Voldemort used a method similar to the hardening of armed colors, forcibly took the thunderbolt hot knife jointly used by Kyle and George.

If it wasn't for the piercing power of Raikage III's Hell Stab, Ichigo, Kyle didn't think he could stab Voldemort to death.

So we can only use some unconventional means.

The effect of the big dung bomb is very significant.

Even if Voldemort is the Dark Lord who made countless wizards feel fearful, as long as his olfactory system still belongs to the category of primates, he can't avoid being disgusted by the huge smelly dung bomb.

That's true. When he smelled this stench, Voldemort was almost suffocated.

The movement of casting spells in his hands inevitably stagnated.

When they were in the Forbidden Forest, Kyle and the others relied on the strangeness of all kinds of unconventional magic to fight a battle with asymmetric information, so that they could be dragged to Dumbledore to come to support.

And now, if Kyle guessed correctly, Dumbledore should use the Disillusionment Charm and accompany his savior classmate Harry to play the adventure game in the restricted area on the fourth floor of the castle.

All he could rely on was the professors in the castle.

But since Voldemort dared to choose to do it in the castle, no one could say whether he had some way to hold back the professors in the castle.

"Go and find Hagrid."

This is the only top fighting force that Hogwarts can rely on now, and Kyle took Hannah and Cedric to run.

As for whether the little badgers in the Hufflepuff common room were alive or dead behind Voldemort, this Kyle couldn't help it.

He might even get cold himself, and he doesn't care what other people do.

Seeing that Kyle was about to run, after Voldemort cast a bubble head spell on himself, he pointed his wand far away, and countless dark vines burst out of the wall in an instant.

Wood escape?

The wooden escape alone is not enough to make Kyle feel hopeless.

What really made him despair was that the vines that broke out from the wall were covered with the vines that had just been pasted on the wall...

Big dung liquid.

He would rather die than be entangled in vines covered in shit-yellow liquid.

"Fire escape, flamboyant fire extinguished!" A large flame like sea water spit out from Kyle's mouth, instantly filling the entire corridor space.

"Wind escape..."

Kyle originally wanted to add a blast of wind to enhance the power of the flames, but the wind-dun ninjutsu that spits out of his mouth generally has a prerequisite for its use.

That is to take in enough air.

Cedric, who had been smoked into broken pots by the stench, threw most of the big dung bombs he carried into the sea of ​​fire in a frenzy.

You must know that the materials for making dung bombs are very cheap, and the production process is also very easy.

They can easily tinker with hundreds of thousands of these things.

Which one of the four of them didn't carry a hundred large dung bombs in their ninja bags?

And according to Muggle physics, a rise in temperature would speed up the thermal motion of the molecules, allowing the odor to spread faster.

Now, taking a big mouthful of such fresh hot air, Kyle felt that without Voldemort's action, he would be stinked to death here.

"Don't lose it again! The kitchen doesn't want it anymore, right?" Kyle quickly stopped Cedric's frenzied behavior.

Running is important.

The three rushed out of the castle gate and ran towards Hagrid's hut in the distance.

A puff of black smoke also rushed out of the castle gate.

Looking at the approaching Voldemort, Kyle took out his wand while running, and cast a...

Loud voice.

"Hagrid! Help!"

Kyle's angry cry for help resounded throughout Hogwarts.

"Hagrid? That stupid big guy? You think he can save you?" Voldemort's playful voice came from behind.

Kyle didn't want to talk to the other party, and threw a few big dung bombs at the other party.

Seeing Kyle's use of biochemical weapons in disregard of international conventions, Voldemort's face was gloomy, and the black mist he turned into turned a corner in the air, avoiding the big dung bomb attack.

Ping! Pong!

Several large dung bombs in the air suddenly collided, instantly changing their trajectory, intercepting Voldemort's path, and surrounding him from the front, left, and right.

Looking at the burning familiar piece of paper that the dung bomb was attached to, Voldemort had a bad premonition in his heart.

"Shit you! Voldemort!"

Kyle's arrogant voice came from the front, and the detonating talisman attached to the big dung bomb exploded.

An exasperated Voldemort rushed out from behind the water curtain of dung liquid.

He wiped his face angrily and almost didn't faint himself.

"Kyle! Dumbledore!" Voldemort roared, a dark green flame erupted around him, like a demon of flames.

Coupled with the hellish stench on his body, it is really more like a devil.

"Call your mother!" Kyle threw a big dung bomb at Voldemort's open mouth again.

Voldemort closed his mouth instantly.

Obviously, our Lord Dark Lord has never had such an experience of talking trash in battle.

If the anger can be materialized~www.NovelMTL.com~ Kyle can see the raging anger burning on Voldemort's head now.

Voldemort's already green face appeared even greener under the light of the miserable green flames.

Because of the delay at this moment, he felt that a strong magic power had erupted from the hut in the distance.

Even if that magic power is still far from Voldemort's peak, it is not something that Voldemort can resist now.

The walls of the hut burst open, and a huge green shadow pierced through it.

"Power Prelude!"

Hearing this familiar rough voice, Kyle, Hannah and Cedric all breathed a sigh of relief.

Before Voldemort could react, a foot the size of a washbasin landed on his face.

What the **** kind of speed is this?

The kick that pierced like lightning instantly made Voldemort unable to feel his face.

His body roared out of the green sea of ​​fire, and flew out several dozen meters parallel to the ground, like a meteor smashing a big tree as thick as a bucket.

At this time, the hurricane brought by Hagrid's high-speed movement was long overdue, breaking the green fire curtain.

Although it wasn't the first time, Hagrid was still amazed at the speed and power he burst out.

"Come on! Hagrid!" Cedric shouted excitedly, "Kick his **** hard!"

"This is a great time to burn youth!" Kyle also shouted loudly.

Hannah Little Loli didn't care about her image like the two boys next to her, but she was excited to cheer for Hagrid.