Hogwarts: I inherited my legacy

Then, this surging torrent of magic, enough to destroy all life, swept towards Voldemort (in snake cone form) who was at the center of the magic storm.

It must be said that this form of Voldemort is indeed very powerful in defense.

Otherwise, the legendary Dark Lord wouldn't have used such shameful magic.

Just now, he was hit by a Mach 10 projectile weighing more than ten tons, but he only had a broken bone. This shows how strong this form is in physical defense.

Now that Voldemort was bathed in this magical explosion that destroyed everything, he was not turned into dust like other enemies hit by the explosion of Lily's potion, which was enough to show how powerful its magical defense was.

But is it really that simple?

What would happen if nearly a hundred [Lily] potion grenades exploded together?

Even Snape, the creator of this formula, didn't know it himself.

He couldn't find an uninhabited place to conduct experiments.

Besides, the cost of this thing is also very expensive. It's ok for him to produce so many and sell them, but it would be a waste if he were to light all of them like fireworks.

Snape felt that no one in the world could do such a thing except the triplets who were so rich that they only had money left.

However, there are some things that you don't need to see in person to infer the results.

With nearly a hundred groups of highly concentrated and destructive magic power enveloping people, what good could possibly happen?

This is what Voldemort was treated like.

This ball of magic was like a violent storm, trapping him inside and seeming to tear him into pieces.

In this magical storm, Voldemort felt endless pain and torture.

His body was impacted by powerful magic, and every inch of his skin was under tremendous pressure.

What's even more terrifying is that this magic power does not just stay on the surface, but penetrates deep into his body.

Voldemort felt an endless stream of magic power drilling through his snake scales and squeezing into his skin and flesh.

Is this a good thing?

How is that possible? The alien magic from the outside world is like a ferocious beast to wizards. They need to distract themselves to tame it. This is the meaning of the existence of magic wands and spells.

Only the Archdruid has the right to obtain supplies from nature, turn this ubiquitous magic into his own use, and make it obey his command and drive.

If other wizards want to gain benefits from this process, it is simply a pipe dream.

At this moment, Voldemort was suffering from unspeakable pain, a torment that only he could understand.

These highly corrosive magical powers swept in like a tide, quickly penetrating into every cell on the surface of his body.

These infected cells instantly betrayed their masters and became a bridge to the outside world's magic power.

More magic power continued to flow into Voldemort's body along these rebellious cells.

The outward manifestation of this series of changes is that Voldemort's whole body has lost its former luster and elasticity, and has become stiff and dull.

With every passing second, his body would gradually petrify, as if he had turned into a piece of cold stone.

If he continues to develop like this, he will completely turn into a magical stone sculpture in this magical storm.

Voldemort was unwilling to sit there and wait for death, and he tried his best to resist. However, facing such a powerful torrent of magic, his efforts seemed insignificant, like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

When making alchemical figures, alchemists need to put the materials into an environment with abundant magic power, but he simply skipped this step.

Voldemort felt a chill in his heart. He couldn't imagine how happy the ancient demon king would be if he really fell into such a situation, happy about this unexpected harvest! And what a miserable end his body would have!

After all, this ancient demon king has a history of collecting the corpses of legendary creatures! And Voldemort's attitude at this time is so ridiculous!

Voldemort would never want to become the kind of figurine stored in the vault that Bella said he would be like! This is really terrible!

He had never expected that he would fall into such a desperate situation, and his heart was filled with endless anger and unwillingness.

Feeling the skin and scales on his body gradually turning into stone, Voldemort gritted his teeth and made a difficult decision.

Since [Armor Protection] can no longer withstand the impact of the torrent of magic power, he will no longer be obsessed with it.

He took the magic power back into his body and distributed it throughout his body in the form of [Divine Edge Invisible].

The magic of the Shadowless God is a very special magic. Its effect is to cut, that is, to separate.

Voldemort hid such magic power under his skin, so what he wanted to do was to peel off his outermost layer of skin that had been soaked into stone.

[Lily] The pure white light of the potion continuously washed over his body, trying to destroy it, but it never succeeded.

Voldemort's defensive posture and strong magical resistance made Lily's potion attack ineffective.

This offensive and defensive battle continued, just like the impact of waves on a boulder, and on the surface it did not seem to cause any obvious damage to the boulder.

But in fact, it has already had a profound impact on the stone.

Likewise, Voldemort's skin gradually became as hard as stone.

This layer of stone skin is extremely special. Not only does it possess extremely strong physical and magical defense, but it is also filled with magic power. It is a treasure in any era. After all, its essence is the body of a legendary wizard.

But the treasure itself was unwilling to accept such an end.

Voldemort clearly felt that the outermost layer of his body had been completely petrified. The extremely powerful magic was trying to break through the defense of [Invisible Divine Sharpness] and erode his body.

He understood that this was the critical moment and he could not afford to hesitate any longer.

So, he resolutely released the restraints on this magic, allowing it to play freely, separating his outermost petrified flesh that had lost control from his inner body.

With a crisp cracking sound, the cone-shaped area formed under Voldemort's defensive posture broke first.

Then, pieces of stone peeled off like eggshells, and scattered on the ground along with traces of blood.

However, Voldemort did not panic, but tightly controlled the blood in his body, preventing them from flowing freely.

He knew very well that if he used [Rapid Healing], the counter-spell of [God of War], to heal himself at this time, it would be futile.

Because the power of the explosion has not yet dissipated,

Sure enough, just as Voldemort had expected, in the subsequent magical impact, the blood that was forcibly solidified on his body surface quickly coagulated into a layer of hard stone skin.

The new [God of Swords] also solidified under this layer of stone skin formed by blood.

As the explosions continued, Voldemort's shedding of skin continued.

This dazzling light made it impossible for any living person to open their eyes.

It also made the four dead people who were drinking speechless.

The battle changed so suddenly. A second ago, they were still marveling at Ron's muscular body.

The next second, George Fred's fireworks "blinded" their eyes, and the next move by Dean Pomona made them all tremble with fear.

"I say... Green-haired snake, can we survive such an explosion while we are still alive?"

Godric Gryffindor said stumblingly,

Salazar Slytherin also had no intention of correcting his address... Never mind, he might as well correct it!

"First of all, I'm not a green-haired guy anymore! Secondly, our first reaction when encountering such a situation is to flee, not to defend on the spot. However... such power is indeed a bit scary in the real world. I didn't expect that this child could actually develop magic to resist such a degree of explosion power. This really makes me look at him with new eyes."

Salazar Slytherin replied indifferently,

However, his words also acknowledged Voldemort's identity. Voldemort's behavior at least saved him some face.

Rowena Ravenclaw commented with a regretful tone,

"It's a pity that he still missed the issue of magic contamination. However, he was able to think of using this method of self-mutilation to avoid death. He is a very talented wizard."

"Well, actually, I don't think this magic is used against wizards." The contemporary wizard Dumbledore interrupted.

"Things are different now than they were in the past. Decades ago, Muggles mastered the ability to easily destroy a city. That was something called nuclear weapons. I think Tom's current form is actually used to deal with attacks from Muggles. After all, he has always wanted to enslave Muggles."

Rowena Ravenclaw suddenly realized.

This also explains why this magic cannot cope with the problem of high concentration of magic power.

A few people are chatting here.

At this time, Helga Hufflepuff had already turned her attention back to the battlefield.

After all, they were here to protect Hogwarts, and if anything went wrong due to distraction, the consequences would be disastrous.

After seeing the aftermath of the explosion gradually subside, Helga Hufflepuff, who had been paying attention to the situation on the battlefield, immediately spoke up to remind them,

"Stop making noise! ​​The explosion is over. The little snake isn't dead yet, but it will be soon."

Sure enough, just as she said, when the light of Lily's potion completely dissipated, Voldemort, who was wrapped in it, no longer maintained his defensive posture.

He quickly cut off the last layer of stone skin, then changed back to human form and hurriedly cast a [Quick Healing] on himself.

However, this did not change the fact that he was seriously injured.

Finally, he fell from the air and landed on the pile of stone skin on the ground with a thud, stirring up a wisp of smoke and dust.