Dressed as a Hogwarts portrait

[It's the strange professor who lives in the tower, she said to Harry...]

Aerys slid over carelessly with his head tilted, and there was a sound of terrified air-conditioning as he passed by, and then there was a flash of light somewhere. Aerys was not surprised when he closed his eyes, but the huge head Already moved to that direction accurately, hesitating somewhat puzzled.

It doesn't seem to be an attack, but it doesn't feel good either.

The basilisk didn't know, but the corners of the mouths of the saints and death eaters twitched. I don't know which guy who is not afraid of death, hiding in the ruins and still couldn't hold back, took a positive photo of the basilisk. The British Reporters must be too dedicated.

[…hiss? ]

Unable to open its eyes, the basilisk impatiently patted the ground with the tip of its tail, and suddenly changed back to the appearance of a thin girl and looked around.The smell of burnt flames and blood still lingered in the air, but to the little girl, it was the smell that summoned it to eat. It had a good breakfast, but was dragged by Harry inexplicably. If there is a request, he will answer the room, and then a dragon falls from the sky. It is so hungry that it drools, but it can only chew spiders and stuff them between its teeth. Before it has enough, it is stopped by its master.

——No strange things to eat... But, is the eight-eyed spider weird?

Rubbing his stomach depressed.

I'm so hungry. When I'm the most hungry, it's not that I don't have anything to eat, but that I can't eat something delicious right in front of me.It smells a lot of wizards in the air, and they all have a smell that excites them (black magic). Feast!Sure enough, it was right to follow this master. He didn't want to stay in the castle and face a dragon that was too old to eat.

A sudden burst of green light brushed Aerys' ears, and she jumped in pain, rolling into Salazar's arms with tears in her eyes.And this green light seemed to be blocked by something invisible behind Slytherin. In the next second, there was a light and crisp cracking sound, and a small inconspicuous sapphire on Salazar's robe shattered from it, and the crystal clear and beautiful powder scattered down. The decoration on the corner of the thorn-like robe also lightened slightly and then dimmed again.

The gazes of all the people over at the same time tightened.

There were plenty of gems like this on the sleeves and skirts of Slytherin's robes.

And that green light—the curse of death!

Voldemort stood up from the ruins, and retreated very quickly after silently throwing the spell just now.It's a pity that this seemingly perfect sneak attack only exchanged for a gem fragment.

Avada Kedavra is the scariest spell nowadays, but it is not considered cruel in black magic, and the pain it causes is minimal, not even as terrible as the Cruciatus Curse.Death is a simple solution to everything. Especially for the Middle Ages, the dark wizard will make the opponent lose the ability to think and stand before giving the mercy of death. Avada is the final end of the battle and a good way to sneak attack.

Salazar didn't show the slightest expression, and he didn't even turn around to look at Voldemort, who had already stepped back and was about to leave, seeing that his last chance failed.

Blood relationship is the most subtle thing that touches the soul.

The death curse with no sound, it was as if Mia raised the wand from Mrs. Leto, and the memory of chanting the cruel spell came back to her eyes.

"Soul piercing!"

They should have said this spell in the first place, and then gave Mia the best things and the most comfortable place to live, destroying her magic power and making her forget all that she thought she was an ordinary Muggle noble and lived like that. Slytherin has no weakness, this weakness It was something they couldn't bear to create, but it turned into such a terrible hatred in the change of time.

There was no light, no sound, only the horror of disappearing in an instant. Even though no one had heard of the spell that Slytherin uttered, Voldemort still changed his face and retreated quickly, while the countless defensive spells thrown in front of him did not have the slightest trace. There was a shattering sound of the omen, and beyond the straight-line distance, the terrible oppression still followed, and the black magic that involved the soul would not dissipate until it hit and shredded the vitality.

The Death Eaters all looked terrified, but Bella screamed and rushed forward.

Grindelwald didn't let go of the cold and stern look in Salazar's eyes almost instantly.

Weird, but an opportunity.

Slytherin obviously remembered something, and he slapped him hard without looking back, and the death curse only destroyed one of the rune gems he used as a defense, so there was really no need to lose his composure.

But such an opportunity, Grindelwald didn't want to ask for a second time.

Almost in the next second when he was thinking about moving, he had already pulled out a blood-red wand - he would never use it in front of people before facing Slytherin, it would be best for everyone, even Albus, to think that he had no I have lost my wand, and I don't bother to use other wands: "Break my heart!"

The black wind that swept over only made Salazar frown slightly and raised his hand.

A clump of ice water chestnuts with a strange blue light appeared out of thin air, tightly wrapping the black wind into a ball like a swallow, and turned into gray-blue ice water chestnuts that shot out to the surroundings like sharp blades. When it hit the pillars of the wall, first countless thick frost appeared around the ice particles, and cracks came out from the middle, silently becoming countless ice powders scrambling to fall down.Those who couldn't avoid it immediately fell stiffly to the ground. Before they were completely out of breath, the frost that penetrated through the skin burst open in the blink of an eye, and even the corpse did not turn into a pile of white powder. The corpse lying on the ground and Umrech, who fainted, was without exception. In an instant, the surrounding ruins and dark marble halls turned into a white world covered with frost.

At this time, the previous soul piercing hit Bella who rushed to block the spell for Voldemort.

Bella's entire face was completely distorted, as if she didn't remember anything, she looked around blankly, screamed in terror for no reason, and flew backwards obliquely.

And all the saints rushed forward when Grindelwald retreated quickly after the attack. Some of the unlucky ones were hit by the ice particles and turned into a pile of ice chips before they even had time to scream. More But they scattered and dodged after chanting the spell.

"Break your heart!"

The same incantation was in exactly the same pace as the incantations chanted by the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic. They didn't even stand together, without any gestures. into ice chips.

The bloody debris brought up by the black gust from all directions gathered together.

More than 50 years ago, the whole of Europe listened to this mantra to change color.

It was originally a very terrifying black magic, one could dodge, two could run away, and countless ones came rushing towards us, no matter how conceited a wizard was, there would be no other way to see it except Merlin.

The most terrifying thing about the saints is that they are not stingy with their own lives, nor will they show their battles in front of outsiders, and they can even be completely consistent when facing the enemy. Rather than saying that they are loyal to Grindelwald, it is better to say that they It is pious, a strange attitude that is the most frightening.

Where the black wind blew, even the ice chips and frost were blown away in pieces, and the upper layer of the ground was cut off.

"Break your heart!"

I have seen this black magic three times in a row, and I have felt the horror of this magic before. Although Voldemort, whose main soul has completely captured this body, has not completely suppressed the original consciousness of the soul piece, but in their attitude towards Slytherin. Obviously they are consistent-if you don't take advantage of Grindelwald and the saints, if you don't seize this opportunity, you may never find it again.

It's just that Voldemort doesn't understand, and neither does Grindelwald. Why didn't the White Wizard do it at such a good opportunity?

Doesn't he know how terrible it is for Salazar Slytherin to live in this world?

Regardless of whether he is two people or one person, the inexplicable appearance obviously made them regard Salazar with such appearance as two Slytherins and regained the state of coexistence of thinking, otherwise they would never have done it so easily. Even if you are very confident, you have to consider the horror of facing another Slytherin after paying a heavy price.

The black wind did not emerge from the yew wood wand, on the contrary, it turned into a nondescript lightning bolt, tearing apart the thicker and thicker black wind, and with a deafening bang, almost everyone involuntarily turned outwards. Pounced, and Bella, who had been thrown away, let out a scream, and her flesh and blood were rolled into countless pieces, and a cloud of blood splashed out, and she could no longer see clearly.The terrifying sound made everyone's eyes go black, and even the ground was trembling abnormally. I don't know how long it took before someone gradually regained their composure and managed to get up and look around.

The white smoke aroused by the ice chips gradually dissipated, revealing a huge dark blue body. Grindelwald's eyes were fixed, and he suddenly poured down like a bucket of water, washing away all the meager hopes.

Aerys obviously returned to its original shape after the loud noise, coiled straight up, formed a very huge snake formation, withstood almost all the attacks, even in the face of the death curse, the body that only showed a bloodstain turned out countless terrifying The traces, the outward parts of the scales were all shattered, blood poured out from the pale flesh, stained the ground red, and gathered into a stream.

[hiss--]

The basilisk twitched and struggled, and its body suddenly relaxed.

[Iris! ]

Coiled by the basilisk, Salazar stretched out his hand without a single strand of hair tied by the dark green hairband, but couldn't comfort the basilisk writhing in pain. The slender fingers holding the wand suddenly came out Bai, the ground cracked from under his feet, and countless frosty ice stretched along the cracks, turning everything in the way into dust.That silent anger seemed to condense into substance, tearing the air word by word: "The flesh and blood are separated!"