[HP] Being a problem student at Hogwarts

As the hazy colorful air flowed out from the top of his head, Tom inevitably felt his head getting more and more drowsy. The pale face of the Dark Lord floated on the other side of the resurrection stone ring, his nose twitching, and he couldn't wait to take a deep breath.

Think of a way, think of a way... Tom watched helplessly as his soul floated slowly past one by one, struggling anxiously in the invisible giant hand. But the power of his soul alone could not escape the control of this unknown spell.

He lowered his head and glanced at his body, and saw a bird's head that was so illusory that it could barely maintain its form. It was Fox who was looking at it in confusion.

Well, Fox can't count on it either.

Magic... I need the power of magic... Tom quickly searched for relevant memories. Is there any magic that can be cast? Even if you just summon your own magic power, at least there is some hope of breaking the situation?

But he only remembered that when the Dark Lord gave a recruitment speech in Riddle Mansion, he said that he had lost his body. Even though he remembered so many powerful spells, he couldn't cast them without a body... Bah, how did he become possessed? Isn’t possession a miracle of magic? There must be a way... think about it... think about it!

No body...soul...the dead...

The dead!

Tom was suddenly startled and thought of the bear-sized black dog, which claimed to be...the patron saint of the dead!

The death energy that attacked him last time was never eradicated!

Tom looked up and saw that the face of the Dark Lord across from him was still breathing deeply and greedily, his eyes narrowed with enjoyment. But Tom could see clearly that the colorful air currents emanating from his body would tremble very slightly when passing by the Resurrection Stone Ring. This kind of trembling was so slight that most people wouldn't notice it, but they were used to releasing their magic power. Tom, who was seeing various fluctuations in the mist, could see that this was unnatural.

The Resurrection Stone emits a deeper black light under the wash of the air flow, like a will-o'-the-wisp, and the pale face of the Dark Lord opposite seems to be reflected with a layer of black energy.

Poison bait.

This was the first thought that popped into Tom's mind.

But even if it were true, he might not be able to hold on and be eaten while waiting for the death energy to strike.

And without the suppression of the phoenix flame, it's hard to say whose death energy will burst out first. Tom thought worriedly.

The current advantage is that the Dark Lord is unaware of this - thanks to the ignorance of the death air infection - and the Dark Lord's infection starts from the head, and his main infected part should still be in the lower body. After all, the death energy originally hit the calf, and Fox was sitting on the chest, which should have prevented the death energy from spreading further.

But before pinning all his hopes on the death energy infection, which is more like the last resort of death... Tom's eyes darkened, should he eat? Compared to the Dark Lord, maybe he is the more professional one: Photography The remaining soul characteristics of a ghost monster should always follow the soul, right?

He calmed down, his mind wandered around, throwing aside all the messy thoughts, and began to recall the dementors' fluctuations, the dark malice, the greedy hunger, and the dying man's unusual unwillingness to encourage decay. There is a vague and sticky thrumming sound in the throat as the lungs try to take in one more breath of air...

Then he opened his eyes, opened his mouth slightly like the dementors he had seen with their hoods removed, and took a deep, shaky breath, long, slow, but very hard, hard. He even heard a noise like a bellows.

The colorful air flow that just drifted away from his eyes paused for a moment, then flowed back into his mouth and nose at a faster speed!

OK. Tom pushed aside that bit of joy, immersed himself in the simulated fluctuations, and continued to take a slow, deep breath.

This time he felt something floating towards him on the invisible giant hand imprisoning him.

very good. Tom, who had regained more soul airflow, ignored the bewildered expression of the Dark Lord opposite him. He expanded his mind and began to imitate the fluctuations of his outward magic power. He greedily took a big mouthful, and more soul airflow rolled back, invisible. The giant hand became looser, and even the pale face of the Dark Lord opposite him wavered for a moment.

"You-" As soon as the Dark Lord uttered a word, he was keenly aware of a strange numbness on his lips and tongue. But he didn't think much about it, he just thought it was because his soul was forced to lose.

So the Dark Lord didn't say much, sneered and bit the tip of his tongue, then puffed out his cheeks and spit out the small half of his tongue. As soon as the piece of flesh about the size of a thumb was separated from the body, it turned into a ball of dark light and hit the Resurrection Stone directly.

Strange to say, when the Resurrection Stone received this blow, there was a loud "Duang" sound like the collision of gold and stone. The dim light shone brightly for a while, making Tom feel bored and nauseous again, and thousands of distracting thoughts were shaking in his mind. With.

He ignored it, the main thought was circulating in his mind like a whirlwind, throwing all disturbing thoughts to hang on the wall of sighs, while he tried his best to stabilize himself, opened his mouth, and simply connected with the dim light of the Resurrection Stone. And took a deep breath.

A mouthful of light entered his stomach, and the originally calm death energy suddenly surged when it encountered the power of the Resurrection Stone. It felt like pouring several bags of popping candy into his mouth at the same time, and Gulu Gulu's entire soul began to fluctuate.

It hurts, but it doesn't hurt. One of the characteristics of dead energy is its silent corrosiveness. Usually, the infected person is already irreversible before they feel the pain. But this feeling of being like a pot of boiling potion with bubbling potions still felt strange.

Tom resisted the uncomfortable feeling, and while he was still immersed in the simulation, he quickly swallowed a few big breaths. The reason why he only said it was breath was because in a hurry, it was difficult for Tom to distinguish one by one. After playing something, I could only see the face of the Dark Lord on the opposite side twisting, and I felt that the invisible giant hand holding him became much softer, and at the same time, the surrounding space barrier-like things also began to shake...

The fog that was rushing around in the forest cabin suddenly stopped. The gray-white air currents were like snakes circling and raising their heads, turning their heads and looking up at the separated areas. space.

The next moment, countless twisted air current tentacles hit the invisible barrier heavily!

The Dark Lord glanced at it and smiled: "The evil sect that lacks teaching..." He spat out these words indistinctly, and then began to recite an unknown and strange language, staring greedily with his bloodshot eyes. Tom didn't even realize that there were dots of black spots on his pale face.

Tom couldn't understand what he was talking about. The Dark Lord's magical background was naturally far superior to his. But one thing he understood was that since the Dark Lord himself said that he could not cast spells without a body, then this must be the Dark Lord using the Resurrection Stone in some way. So he could only take advantage of this moment to swallow quickly, and then when the invisible giant hand could no longer restrain him, he pushed forward with all his strength, stretched his body, stretched his neck, opened his mouth and bit down on the Resurrection Stone!

Suddenly, his tooth hurt. Tom rolled his eyes in pain and refused to let go. He just held the resurrection stone and grinded his teeth hard. The dim light emitted by the Resurrection Stone trembled unsteadily, and the Dark Lord's expression changed, and he was about to float over, but finally found that he could no longer drive the soul body smoothly, and was gradually losing control of the soul body!

Tom grinded his teeth for a while and found that this seemed to be something he could not digest. It tasted very fragrant when chewed, more fragrant than any delicacy he had ever smelled, but he could not suck it, bite it, or chew it. He was so heartbroken that he simply raised his neck and swallowed the Resurrection Stone Ring.

After the Resurrection Stone entered the soul body, the light emitted became more unstable, and the death energy in Tom's body also became excited. Countless small black dots emerged and rushed towards the Resurrection Stone. The mist that was frantically beating on the barrier outside finally "broke out", and the flames carrying the phoenix rushed in, and then plunged headlong into Tom's belly without thinking -

"Wait a minute -" Tom finally could no longer maintain the emotional simulation, and tried to stop them in panic, but a large part of the mutated magic power had already flowed into his body, along with the excitement of finding delicious food and the grievance of finally finding his owner. The other small part angrily tore the Dark Lord's soul at the other end into pieces, and then rolled up the soul fragments and whizzed to feed their suffered master.

"Don't-" Tom was knocked backwards by the impact, rolling his eyes and murmuring.

But who can stop an emotional Husky from tearing down the house? 【Spread hands】