Hogwarts time travel

With a light wave of Dumbledore's wand, all the armored soldiers in the main hall were shocked, and their joints recovered in the blink of an eye.

As the greatest white wizard of this century, he is actually not good at confronting people, but what he is best at is transfiguration.

The gaps in the armor of these activated soldiers shone coldly, and the soldier closest to the prince swung his giant sword and slammed it towards the prince.

The dust was flying, and the prince was still standing there, holding the blade of the giant sword between his fingers, with an understatement.

There is no harm in the smoke, as expected.

The soldier raised his sword with the intention of smashing it again. The prince grabbed the giant sword and was lifted up lightly. He did a fancy somersault in mid-air, and then his body stopped, like a missile, and hit the soldier's head heavily.

With a bang, the soldier's entire body was smashed into the ground, only a ridiculous head was exposed.

Dumbledore immediately commanded other armored soldiers to surround him, and the giant swords smashed towards the prince like surging waves.

Normal people would be disabled even if they were not seriously injured under this intensive attack, but the prince moved slightly, flickering a few times between square inches, his hands and feet relaxed, and all the armored soldiers were blown away like rag dolls. There is a terrifying fist and foot mark on the armor.

After using his fists and kicks, the prince touched the armor and helmet sunken deep in the ground, and softly recited a spell.

Dumbledore found control over that armor gone, as if he had never had control.

The helmet of that armor floated up from the ground, like a black hole, with an invisible force exuding from its center, attracting all the surrounding armors to gather towards it.

Dumbledore tried his best to support it, but all the armor still staggered towards the center. The iron body seemed to be exposed to high temperature, and it instantly turned into red molten iron, wrapping around the armor helmet.

Soon, all the armored soldiers in front of Dumbledore disappeared, and the armor in front of the prince also completed its evolution.

The molten steel that originally surrounded the helmet sank, and was recast into a body made of pure steel. It was covered with an armor with strange patterns painted on it, which wrapped the whole body tightly, but it did not look bloated. Rather, it makes people feel soft and soft, and every inch of the body is completely natural. If you ignore its eight-meter height, it almost reaches the height of the ceiling, just like a general in ancient oriental times, and its power is extremely amazing.

The remaining molten steel was cast into a slender iron gun, and the tip of the gun shone with a bright light, which seemed to be set with diamonds.

Looking again, the throne had disappeared, and it was forcibly requisitioned.

Looking at the steel giant piercing through the sky, Dumbledore was silent for a moment. Can such a mighty power really be handled by human beings?

The prince also looked at the steel giant, frowned, and it took a long time before he said, "Do you think its nose is crooked?"

While the prince was observing the work, Dumbledore swung his wand violently, and the entire ground and walls shook violently. The next moment, everything collapsed, and the earth and rocks flew into the sky, converging upwards into a gray tornado, twisting like a gate The fierce tiger strangled towards the prince's body.

In the next second, Dumbledore was floating in the air, and blood-red rays of light flashed from the cracks on the ground, as if connecting to some frightening place.

A series of spells were chanted from Dumbledore's mouth. This is ancient magic and it takes a while to prepare.

The earth-stone tornado had the mission of delaying time, crushing it with an overwhelming momentum, as if the sky and the earth were overturned, the twelve jade pillars finally completed their mission, toppled over with mournful groans, and the whole building melted under the ravages of the earth-rock tornado made history.

But the prince stretched out his hand and pressed lightly in front of the tornado. The wind seemed to have hit an insurmountable wall, and could no longer move forward. It could only hit angrily, struggling like a trapped animal.

After all, the wind is a temporary force, and sooner or later there will be a moment of cessation. In the end, the tornado dissipated without a trace, leaving only a piece of khaki ruins. The prince was suspended on the ruins, and the iron giant was half buried in the ruins, looking up suspiciously. Look at the master.

His master looked at the opposite side, or the crack on the ground opposite him, with great interest.

At this time, Dumbledore's magic was also completed, the red light that flickered from time to time in the crack dissipated, and a big khaki hand was on the edge, and with a force, the whole body stuck out of the crack.

It was a khaki giant with a height of only five meters, with a ferocious face, and two small eyes flashing with bloodthirsty madness, as if he had experienced many fights, but he was still not satisfied.

The giant struggled to climb from the crack to the ground, stood up straight, roared fiercely, and shook the sky and the earth. The height of ten meters was almost the same as that of the city wall. His eyes wandered for a while, and soon locked on the only guy with a similar height in the field —The Iron Giant.

The two super monsters collided head-on, causing a wave, the ground was cracked, and another palace was destroyed.

These two giants have their own consciousness, and the two masters who created them have nothing to do. They are separated by a few meters, staring at each other, a little embarrassed.

Of course, the main embarrassment was Dumbledore. Not only was the prince not embarrassed, but he asked Dumbledore curiously.

"What's its name?"

Dumbledore couldn't help but answer, so he could only say truthfully, "This is the ancient magic I found, and it's called [Summon Rock Djinn]."

"Oh!" The prince nodded suddenly, "You are using this magic for the first time, and you are not very proficient. This rock genie is a baby, and a mature rock genie is intelligent and can communicate, isn't it? A fool who only kills."

Dumbledore was a little puzzled, didn't you know each other before?Why are you speaking logically now?

The prince noticed Dumbledore's doubts and laughed, "There is nothing I don't understand, only things I don't want to understand."

"I just wanted to chat with you."

The prince took out a pack of cigarettes from nowhere, lit one, and signaled Dumbledore to take one too.

"No need," Dumbledore hesitated, but still said, "Loya is still a child, his body..."

"Cut." The prince seemed a little disdainful, "My child..."

He put down his cigarette, though, and turned to Dumbledore.

"Have you been able to cast this magic in the past?"

Dumbledore thought for a moment and shook his head.

"Sure enough, the world upgrade has begun. It's really bad enough." The prince touched his chin and said.

"Originally, it is a good thing that you can gain stronger power when the world is upgraded, but it is not a good thing to be forced to upgrade."

"Your world has been poked into a hole, and the energy from the outside world has been poured into this world to upgrade this world. At the same time, some miscellaneous things have also mixed in."

"They stare at your world, always thinking about doing bad things."

Hearing this unprecedented remark, Dumbledore couldn't be bothered to be surprised, and asked the prince nervously, "Are you with them?"

"Of course not!" the prince said without hesitation, "I came here because they said it was fun, and I happened to have nothing to do, so I came here."

With that said, the prince looked at Dumbledore, "I never expected to see such an interesting guy like you."

"You can ignore my pollution and not become my believer. Except for those gods, you are the first to do it, human beings."

Dumbledore understood the reason why Harry became stupid when he saw the other party, and it turned out that he was controlled.

"Then Harry..."

"Harry will recover after I leave." The Prince interrupted Dumbledore, pointing to the two giants.

"The result is coming."