A certain Hogwarts rune professor

Chapter 505
Voldemort gazed at the night sky, his black robe shaking in the cool wind with the overgrown weeds.

Rushing footsteps sounded from behind.

"Felix Hep..." He said slowly, turned his head, and looked at the people who walked slowly, Felix looked around as if he had come for a walk, with just the right amount of novelty.

"There's no one else, and there's no trap," Felix said. "To be honest, I'm a little surprised."

"Do I need those?" Voldemort asked back.

The two looked at each other, the light blue star rings and scarlet eyes were very conspicuous in the darkness, Voldemort held his wand and was ready for battle, but he still wanted to say a few more words before doing it.

"I originally wanted to put the battlefield in the Ministry of Magic, but then there would be too much interference." Voldemort said regretfully.

"I thought you were worried about being flanked by me and Dumbledore," Felix said.

"I did have this concern, and it turns out that such caution is necessary..." Voldemort said softly, "Whose idea was it to use only one lowly vampire to find out? It couldn't be Dumbledore, he knew me I won't fall for it."

Felix said nothing.

"The female minister?" Voldemort grinned. "She has a way, but she doesn't know me well enough. The more fierce the resistance, the more people will die."

"It's strange that you put your greed for life and fear of death so bluntly. Dumbledore has seen through you long ago—you cherish your life, but you don't care about other people's lives." Felix said, "For example, that vampire, and those two A loyal Death Eater, you discarded it like garbage."

"Loyalty? I don't need that kind of thing, as long as they fear my power, they will obey me." Voldemort said softly, "Do you know that the group of people who followed me in the first place are now old and dead... …When you have a long life, such things as servants will only be endless, do I need to understand each of them?"

"Felix Hemp, you still have a human mind, clinging to those cowardly emotions... When you're older than Dumbledore and can't even hold a wand, and I'm still as strong as ever, You will understand my greatness."

"You put yourself in the place of the Immortal?" Felix asked, a little surprised.

"I am now," said Voldemort.

Holding the wand, he brushed his pale and slender fingers across the surface of the wand, and introduced calmly: "Em wood, dragon heart string, 18 inches, an excellent combination, it fell into the hands of an owner who could not use its strength..."

Felix recognized it as Lucius Malfoy's wand.

"Your turn, Felix Hemp." Voldemort looked at him with interest.

Felix, empty-handed, just took out another coin and began to play with it.

"Ebony, dragon heartstring, thirteen inches, my first wand. Unfortunately, it was ruined that night," he sighed. The need for a wand isn't as strong as yours—Keradon can't be cast without a wand, can it?"

"Because my magic power is too strong." Voldemort smiled maliciously, "It would be stupid for you to show up here empty-handed tonight before you find a suitable wand, but it's normal, and I'm troubled by it too, like you Finding a suitable wand is not easy for a wizard like me."

"And your own wand?" Felix asked curiously.

Generally speaking, unless there is a huge change in personality and magic power, wizards will not easily replace the wand. The reason is that the original wand will grow with the owner, and the two adapt to each other, and can play the strongest without any scruples. magic.

Voldemort's face contorted slightly.His wand... had been picked up by Dumbledore, he thought through gritted teeth, and might have been destroyed.

It can be said that since his resurrection, he has not been able to exert the strongest strength because the wand cannot bear it.Little Crouch's wand is actually very good, but after the battle a month ago, the wand is still traumatized, and every time I hold it, I can feel the wand screaming.

As a last resort, Voldemort replaced Lucius's.Lucius is also considered sensible, otherwise he must be counted in today's attack during the day.Who let his son develop the Bright Fire Charm with Potter?

Although Lucius swears that all this is Felix Hemp's bad taste-he likes to put students who hate each other together, Draco is innocent, and he volunteered his wand, but The great Dark Lord was still not satisfied.

He desperately hopes to have a powerful wand that can match his strength and status.

Felix smacked his lips. He didn't know that Voldemort's wand had been picked up by Dumbledore and locked in a drawer in the office.He thought it was lost more than ten years ago.But that didn't stop Felix from poking Voldemort's scar.

"It seems that only the two of us can experience this kind of trouble, you know, coming back from the dead."

He made a point of emphasizing the last word, and Voldemort's reaction, unsurprisingly, was violent.

"You're lying," snapped Voldemort, his red eyes fixed on Felix's face, "Felix Hemp... I've been thinking for a long time that my magic didn't hit you, or at least partially ...You also transformed your body?"

Felix's heart skipped a beat.

He tasted something from this sentence, but now is not the time to think about it, he secretly memorized it, and then continued to spare no effort to increase the chances of winning the next battle, "You guessed it, it seems that my changes are very successful, The only downside is losing my wand, but at least it's not disfigured...and I think my eyes are much prettier than yours."

Compared with the scarlet in Voldemort's eye sockets, Felix's pupils are full of the mysterious atmosphere of a mage, which is fascinating.

This is the necessary price for gaining power, what do you know!Voldemort thought bitterly, but these words could not be said to Felix, and there was no need to say any more.He raised his wand, and a blinding green light pierced through the darkness, approaching Felix.

The coin in Felix's hand expanded rapidly in the air, magnified a thousand times in the blink of an eye, like a thick copper wall and iron wall blocking him.

The Killing Curse was blocked.

"What—" Voldemort cried in disbelief.

"This is the power of money," Felix said teasingly, "maybe it seems unimaginable to you, after all, you had no money when you were in school, and you didn't work honestly after graduation—"

"You think I know only the Unforgivable Curse?" Voldemort smiled coldly.His wand suddenly swung like a whip, and the broken stones on the ground were driven towards Felix with a howling sound.Felix disappeared, and in less than a second, he reappeared behind Voldemort, holding a glowing rune book in his hand, flipping a page casually, phantoms of ancient magic rushed out of the book. Come out, and combine with rune symbols all over the sky, forming hundreds of black lightning bolts that hit Voldemort head-on and face-to-face.

The white flames followed closely behind, condensing into sharp swords, and the darkness was pierced like thin paper.

The ear-piercing sound of tearing was mixed with the dull crashing sound. Voldemort pulled out the silver shield from the thick darkness, blocking all the black lightning, but was pierced through by Fiendfire's long sword, making a "sizzling" sound.

Voldemort pointed hard, and the silver shield rushed to the sky, where it was burned clean in the air.

He stretched out his arm, and the wand drew a circle, encircling Felix inside.In an instant, the surrounding weeds grew wildly, turning into thin snakes, hissing around Felix, and then these endless green snakes rushed up.Felix had been prepared for a long time. The golden flames poured out of his hands like a liquid, transforming into violent horned camels. These giants living in the unknown mountain raised their thick hooves, trampled and burned the grass snake. into fly ash.

Voldemort muttered words, his voice hoarse and low, it was a strange hiss, it sounded creepy, and Felix knew it was Parseltongue.

He apparated cautiously to the other side, but then his vision suddenly went dark, and his voice disappeared as well.He seemed to have been deprived of his senses, it was a curse... Felix realized instantly.From the perspective of magic power, Voldemort's magic power continues to gather, forming heart-pounding fluctuations——

"Awada gnawed on the big tile!"

"Armor protection!"

The Killing Curse collided with the solid Iron Armor Curse. The tall and burly Iron Knight stood in front of him holding a blood-stained shield. The power of the Killing Curse made Felix's hair stand on end. Harry didn't know the protection on Harry's body. Can magic withstand...

Felix was thinking endlessly, while putting his hand on the knight's armor, transferring the curse to it, the moment his vision recovered, he disappeared in place, and at the same time, the knight was overwhelmed by the dazzling green light.

What is Voldemort's weakness?
mood?

Felix used his brains and released the Swift Patronus. The silver Patronus flexibly turned back in the air, dodged green lights, and suddenly swelled when it approached Voldemort, opening its mouth to spit out two black dementors.

A burst of cold coolness covered the surroundings, the surrounding air seemed to freeze, and the fog gathered in the cold night and kept floating.

"Dementors?" Voldemort grinned grimly, "You use dementors against me?" His eyes turned red, and the dementors didn't dare to go forward. They fled in all directions. After two deep black lights, the dementors It was as motionless as a rotten rag.They didn't seem to be dead, just hanging in midair quietly like that, but they seemed to be unable to move anymore, fluttering in the air, the folds of the black cloak wavering feebly, becoming the background board of this battle.

But Felix is ​​not for that purpose at all.

The thinking hut was forcibly dragged from his mind to reality by him. The senses of Felix and the patron saint of Swift are connected to each other. While adding an onlooker's perspective, the patron saint also acts as an anchor point.Then Felix's figure flickered continuously, faster than before, much faster!A series of hidden spells silently cut through the air, cut through the rocks, divided the earth into broken chessboards, and interweaved each other into an impenetrable cage net.Voldemort was overwhelmed. He apparated several times, but Felix easily caught up with him. The two moved at high speed at the same time, and disappeared again the moment the spell was just released, but Voldemort only tried two or three times before stopping. He was far away. Not as good as Felix, who is more suitable for this tactic.

The brown soil and stones were enchanted and solidified into a solid wall, barely blocking the spells in all directions, but he was injured for the first time in the battle.

"Felix Hemp!" growled Voldemort.

He was answered by a lightning-like silver streamer, the Patronus of Swift, but it was no longer in the shape of a Swift, but a bird-snake, wrapped around Voldemort's body.Under the power of the thinking hut, it briefly became a solid entity, biting the wand in Voldemort's hand. At the same time, Felix held a spherical vortex in his hand, and the deep blue magic was spinning in the vortex at high speed. , A strong suction surged from within... Voldemort's face was pulled out of shape, and the wall protecting him was shattered into pieces.

Felix let go of his hand, and the colorless spherical vortex flew towards him quickly.

Voldemort finally broke free, and the birds and snakes wrapped around his body were stained with a deep dark green, which quickly spread throughout his body, and then disappeared.Immediately afterwards, another green light rushed out of his wand and pierced into the vortex. The blue magic power inside exploded violently, entangled with Voldemort, and his body began to shrink rapidly.

"Sigh~"

Voldemort's face sometimes swelled to the size of a pumpkin, and sometimes shrunk to the size of a fist. He obviously suffered a lot. His scarlet eyes stared at Felix. Felix was turning to the next page of the book of runes. Ancient magic is gaining momentum.

A cloud of black mist exploded from Voldemort's body, and it lasted for a long time. The messy grass and leaves on the ground dried up instantly, and the soil was dyed black.Voldemort decided to leave, but he still wanted to make a final attempt. He raised his wand, and the tip of the wand was condensed with a deep green light. The green light was like the sunless water in a deep pool, dispelling the surrounding darkness, blurring The figure looms in the green light.

Felix felt his hair stand on end. Looking at the green light, he seemed to have stopped thinking.

The book of runes flipped, and all kinds of ancient magic spewed out as if they didn't need money. Felix avoided it from a distance, and an air barrier stood in front of him.

The green light and the strong explosion completely lifted the battlefield, all kinds of soil, gravel and rippling green light stopped three feet in front of Felix, and then it seemed to be in slow motion, the light began to move forward little by little, There was a rustling sound at the same time, and his magic began to crumble.

Felix had to disappear in place again, staring at Voldemort through the swirling dust. From the corner of his eye, the air barrier he had placed high hopes on was destroyed before it lasted for three seconds.

Voldemort's Killing Curse is so powerful that it seems to be able to 'kill' magic.If I had such a spell, it would be the only one I would use.thought Felix.

Standing where he was, Voldemort cast a cold glance at him before twisting and disappearing.he left.

"Clap."

The wand fell to the ground.Broken into a pile of slag.

(End of this chapter)