Hogwarts Dances with Dragons

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It was at a speed that everyone present had no time to react. Two beams of black light shot out from Ivan's eyes, easily penetrating the opponent's iron armor spell and the chest of Quirrell's body occupied by Voldemort.

The black light continued to gain momentum and penetrated directly through the wall of the auditorium. Then, under people's gaze, the entire wall shattered inch by inch, turning into fly ash and slowly collapsing.

Ivan chuckled, closed his eyes, and shook a little weakly - the magic power in his body was exhausted.

He regretted that he had just gone too far and knocked away the Cruciatus Curse. If he had eaten it, he would have been able to use the Dragon-Slaying Secret again.

Dumbledore quickly stepped forward to support Ivan, a little absent-minded. He had not made a move just now, just wanting to see Ivan's magic.

Dragon Slayer Magic…

What to say?

More aggressive than he imagined.

However, the main reason why Voldemort was able to be killed this time was because of Voldemort's weakness and lack of understanding of Ivan.

After all, the dark magic he is good at poses no threat to Ivan, but will become a nutrient for the other party. I believe Voldemort should also see this, so he will blindly defend and not dare to attack rashly.

Just as he was thinking about it, a weak black ghost jumped out from Chilo's gradually annihilating body and fled into the night behind the collapsed wall.

"Hey!" Ivan opened his mouth and looked at Dumbledore angrily: "What are you thinking about?"

"Let him go." Dumbledore shook his head slightly: "At least now, I can't kill him, and I believe you can't either."

Ai Wen hates that iron cannot become steel: "I can't kill him, but I can torture him!"

Dumbledore: "..."

Good guy, the Dark Lord is so useless to you...

"I can't bet on the safety of students, Alvin, don't underestimate Voldemort." Shaking his head again, Dumbledore said in a calm and unquestionable voice: "He was once the best student in Hogwarts, no one else." , although he is extremely weak, but even so, he can still support a few people."

With that said, he turned to look in the direction where Voldemort was escaping, and said gently: "So if you encounter this kind of thing again next time, I hope you can calm down for the time being - although after this time, I don't think he will dare to appear here again. In front of you..."

Alvin shrugged: "Sorry."

He was indeed a little reckless just now, ignoring other people's safety issues.

It's not that he doesn't care about this, the main reason is because of the differences in the magic systems of the two worlds, which caused him to have cognitive biases.

The magic in this world is biased towards 'law', spells and rules, while Aslant's magic is biased towards 'demon', which is mainly reflected in the use of magic.

Aslant's magicians will cover their bodies with magic power and strengthen their bodies. They are said to be magicians and sorcerers, but in fact they are all martial arts. The white-bearded old academics in the magic academy took off their coats and their tendons trembled. Towering direct reflection.

Therefore, even if you are hit by a roar and face the erosion of the power of death, it will generally not have much impact. Even for some magicians whose magic power far exceeds that of Ivan, they may not even be able to break through the defense.

In comparison, the people in this world are simply pitiful and fragile. At least Ivan has never seen a creature that can stand up after being roared...

"Albus, what is going on?"

Professor McGonagall on the side couldn't help but ask, and the other professors also looked confused and shocked.

"Probably, Voldemort possessed Quirrell and sneaked into Hogwarts, but was discovered by Mr. Darknight." Dumbledore said cheerfully.

"Then what's going on with Mr. Darknight?" A slow voice asked from behind Ivan.

Ivan looked around and saw that it was a man with oily hair and long hair, wearing a black robe and a cold expression.

Severus Snape.

Head of Slytherin House at Hogwarts.

Alvin recognized him, and his phrase "always" became popular, so the impression was quite profound.

"Mr. Darknight is a dragon-slayer magician from a distant country. He was invited by me to temporarily study at Hogwarts as a helper in the fight against Voldemort."

Dumbledore briefly introduced Ivan's identity, and then said no more. With a wave of his wand, the wall that had collapsed into powder was slowly repaired.

"Okay everyone, the sorting ceremony is not over yet. We have to finish the sorting ceremony. We also ask the deans to make a trip and bring the students from their respective colleges back to the auditorium."

"How about we forget it tonight? Such a big thing happened..." Professor McGonagall was a little worried: "And what if he is still in school..."

"Believe me, if it weren't for some dirty means of saving his life, Voldemort would definitely be dead. Of course, even if he escaped, he would be extremely weak at this time."

Dumbledore said gently: "In addition, Minerva, the darker the time, the more we need some laughter. There is nothing more suitable than a sumptuous dinner."

"Yeah..." Alvin sneered: "I vomited all day and was half starved to death."

Dumbledore: "..."

Ten minutes later, the four long tables in the auditorium were once again filled with students. Alvin sat at the Gryffindor table, flanked by Fred and George. They looked very excited, but Due to Professor McGonagall's majestic gaze, he chose to shut up for the time being.

"The sorting continues." Professor McGonagall said, picked up the parchment and read the name: "Justin Finch-Fletchley!"

"Hufflepuff!" the Sorting Hat quickly answered.

"Seamus Finnigan!"

"Gryffindor!"

"Hermione Granger!"

This time the Sorting Hat hesitated for a moment before shouting: "Gryffindor!"

After a while, Harry was also sorted into Gryffindor. When the Sorting Hat called Gryffindor, the Gryffindor table burst into deafening cheers.

There was no doubt that Ron was also sorted into Gryffindor. When he sat down, his whole body was paralyzed with nervousness.

When the last student was sorted into Slytherin, Professor McGonagall took the parchment and left.

Then Dumbledore stood up and glanced around: "Welcome! Welcome everyone to Hogwarts to start the new school year!"

The old voice was calm and gentle, echoing in the auditorium.

"Originally, my speech should be put at the end, but just now, there were some episodes during our sorting ceremony. So... I have to finish what I want to say in advance."

Dumbledore said: "As you can see, Voldemort, who had previously possessed Professor Quirrell, sneaked into Hogwarts."

As soon as the words fell, there was a burst of panic and confusion in the auditorium.

"Quiet -" Dumbledore said loudly: "He is now extremely weak. Even possessing a mouse requires a lot of energy, so in the short term, you don't need to worry about Voldemort. threaten."

"But what I want to say is that Voldemort's return is only a matter of time, so when facing the darkness, we should unite together -"

Or darker than dark…

Dumbledore looked at Alvin and added silently in his heart.

"Only when we are united will we be strong; if we are divided, we will be vulnerable."