Hogwarts' new house

For Void Frog, virtual and real abilities come first, and space abilities come last.

Switching between reality and reality at will is the most fundamental ability of a toad.

The toad jumped into Anze's arms, and like a frog entering water, it got in from Anze's abdomen.

then

There was nothing left, the wind was calm and there was no sound at all.

Everyone held their breath and concentrated, except for the sound of little Barty whimpering in severe pain and the clatter of Cavern's teeth. Voldemort's half-open eyes on Anze's back closed again.

Time passed minute by minute, and blood was dripping from Anze's back. The little guy bit his lip without letting out a cry of pain. He held his father's rough hand tightly with his little hand, for fear that his father would disappear again if he let go. .

Everyone waited anxiously for a long time, then suddenly there was a frog croaking. The smoky Voldemort roared out from Anze's body, and immediately rolled up the small coffin beside him into the sky.

Several blood vessel-like threads suddenly appeared, connecting Anze and the small coffin. Xiao Anze groaned and slumped.

Calvin was at a loss for a moment. He stood on the altar in shock, holding his son and breathing heavily.

Dumbledore's expression darkened again, and he waved his wand and was about to take action when a toad's cold cry came from Anze's body.

"Cut" a copper pipe protruded from Anze's belly, glowing with a strange light. He slashed downwards, and all the threads connecting Anze and the small coffin broke instantly.

Voldemort, flying in the air, screamed as if he had been greatly traumatized.

"Damn it, uncle, the coffin is the key point, the little doll is just a leaky remnant soul of an idiot." Panting, the toad emerged from Anze's body, looking at Voldemort's wandering soul and the little coffin, with a look of gnashing teeth, and I don’t know what happened inside Anze’s body.

Dumbledore, whose face had already darkened and was dripping with ink, raised his wand, and the branches of a dozen big trees around him suddenly jumped into the air, instantly binding Voldemort into a wooden ball.

"Tom, come down." Dumbledore's voice was so calm that it was scary: "Has the Dark Lord fallen to the point where he would run away immediately after bullying a three-year-old child?"

The branch dragged the wooden ball and smashed it to the ground.

Voldemort's hoarse laughter came from the wooden ball: "Dumbledore, you are old, don't you think that a few branches can trap the soul?"

He laughed and the ghost floated out of the wooden ball again, like a ghost passing through a wall.

Dumbledore's face was calm, and his eyes remained calm: "The branches cannot trap the soul, but they can bind the coffin." He pressed down with his wand, and the branches of more than a dozen big trees were pulled down at the same time, and a small coffin exploded. It shattered when it hit the ground, and Gululu rolled a fist-sized crystal ball all over the floor.

Emerald green mist floats in the crystal ball, and the rich breath of life escapes.

"Dumbledore" Voldemort's voice seemed to come from his throat. His smoky body stretched out a hand holding the wand and slashed it down with hatred. A flame burst out and fell from the sky, and the fire wave flew in the air and gathered more and more. It was huge, spinning and twisting together, forming a flaming python in the blink of an eye, and biting Dumbledore in one bite.

Dumbledore's expression was solemn, his wand danced in a beautiful trajectory, and he whipped it hard like a whip, smashing the flame python into pieces, and his body turned into a small flame, which dissipated everywhere.

"What kind of curse is this?" Guzhen sticks to Toad's side. It's not that Guzhen is timid. Although Toad is unreliable, he feels completely safe around him.

Toad looked at him with contempt: "Don't even think about the Calendar Fire Curse and the Calendar Fire Breaking Curse. Your ability to extinguish fires is no problem in extinguishing ordinary Calendar Fires. You can't extinguish this grandson's Calendar Fire. That guy must have been standing on The top existence of wizards is no worse than Foster and Gryffindor back then."

Ancient town:

I am a novice who has just come into contact with the magical world. Isn’t it normal for you to despise me for not knowing about fire? I have seen Voldemort’s fire snake in the movie in his previous life. I thought it was very handsome, but I didn’t know what kind of magic it was.

I hate the fights between these gods. Two wooden sticks are poking around without a single spell. I can't understand anything. Winter Valley is starting school. I have to pretend to be someone else and listen to the class with the students. Even if you don't learn spells, you still have this magical knowledge.

And Voldemort is a wandering soul, how can he play with a wand?

Wandering spirits can use magic wands, but my magical animals cannot be the children of God. Who are you, a father, who is so biased and discriminatory?

The giant python formed by the fire was split up by Dumbledore before it could be pounced on. When the flames dissipated, Dumbledore and Voldemort disappeared at the same time.

For a long while, I could only see two lightning bolts falling from the sky near Winterfort, crackling.

Sivir should have taken action. Wizards are all good at magic. Voldemort is good at dark magic, Dumbledore is good at transfiguration, and Sivir's common attack method is thunder and lightning.

The school emblem of Winter Valley should actually add a lightning bolt. The magic of the castle elves is lightning. The founding principal of the school only knows lightning. The school pet toad is afraid of lightning. Winter Valley and lightning are very destined.

For a moment, a chill flashed through his body. Guzhen frowned slightly. Voldemort ran away from the entrance. Even Dumbledore and Sivir couldn't keep him together.

There was a snap, and Dumbledore appeared next to the altar again.

Looking at Guzhen's confused eyes, Dumbledore shook his head and explained: "Voldemort still has Horcruxes. Even if Mr. Sivir and I attack together, we can't kill him. At most, we will knock him back to his weakest state."

Guzhen was confused: "Catch him and seal it."

Dumbledore shook his head slightly: "If his main soul is sealed, some of the Horcruxes will probably be resurrected, which will be even more unfortunate. Before destroying all the Horcruxes, it is better to let him wander in the state of a wandering soul."

Guzhen shrugged, your enemies have the final say. Anyway, Guzhen made up his mind, and after settling the recruitment of professors in Winter Valley, he immediately took Toad to search for Voldemort's Horcruxes.

In fact, it is safer to take Sivir with him. As long as Sivir is given a sufficient supply of magic power, even Voldemort in his heyday will not be afraid. It's a pity that Sivir is an elf of Winterhold and cannot leave Winterhold too far. It is not obvious in Wintervale. Once he leaves Wintervale, he will gradually weaken and dissipate, and then regroup in Winterhold.

This is the characteristic of elves, and Peeves of Hogwarts cannot live without Hogwarts Castle.

"How should I keep these two things for study or destroy them directly?" Guzhen looked at the black diary and Hufflepuff's golden cup that fell to the ground.

Voldemort is a good man. He came to Winter Valley and personally delivered two Horcruxes. There should really be no one left for this guy. If there was still a team of former Death Eaters, Voldemort would not have brought the Horcrux to Winter Vale anyway.

The purpose of bringing the Horcrux here was actually to resurrect the soul in the Horcrux. He wanted to use this to distract Dumbledore and the Winter Valley personnel and divert everyone's attention.

The luxury is terrible.

I don't even know what Voldemort came to Winter Valley for. The life-rich crystal balls in the small coffin can help him resurrect

Dumbledore shook his head: "I don't think Horcrux has any research value. This thing has no meaning except evil. The Void Frog or Mr. Sivir should be able to destroy it."

The Void Frog has the ability to switch between reality and reality, and he almost pulled Riddle out of the diary just now. Sivir is not a human being, and elves are also existences between reality and reality. It should be possible to destroy the soul inside the soul through the carrier of the Horcrux.

But the ancient town looked at Dumbledore strangely. Mr. Sivir, what did Sivir look like when you saw him?

Damn it, the first face that came to Guzhen's mind was not Grindelwald but Hagrid.

Gu Zhen shook his head violently, forcing this terrible thought out of his mind. Dumbledore is always a monster, even without Legilimency, he can tell the ancient town's thoughts simply by reading his face.

It would be so fucking embarrassing if he found out.

"How's the professor's assessment, and those guys from the Black Witch Guild?" Gu Zhen changed his mind and asked Toad.

"Except for this guy holding the baby, the rest were all beaten to death and left in the forest. They probably haven't been rescued yet," Toad said uncertainly. Riddle's explosion spell brought the core of the water curtain to Toad. It exploded to pieces, and the water curtain broadcast had stopped. For a while, Toad didn't know what happened to the volunteers.

There are also wizards in the Orkney Islands who suddenly can't see the water curtain, and they don't know how frightened they are by the news of Voldemort's resurrection.

Well, when Voldemort's ghost escapes, he should happen to bump into those wizards.

Toad clicked his pipe, a little melancholy: "If something like this happened in the forest, I wonder if those cowards who took the assessment would dare to search for volunteers in the forest."

Wherever Voldemort might appear, hiding as far away as possible didn't matter. Sivir did not stay at the altar to hang Voldemort, but returned to the castle, probably to appease people.

"The devil knows" Guzhen shrugged: "If it doesn't work, just change the topic. Today Donggu is enough to show off his face, go back and complete the professor qualification assessment, try to hire the needed professors, and then immediately take advantage of this trend to recruit students."

Even if the plot after the explosion cannot be seen, people still saw Toad beating Riddle wildly before. Some people may have seen Voldemort's wandering soul being struck by Sivir's lightning in Winterfort. If we don't take advantage of this record to defeat Voldemort, it will be delayed.