HP Magic Biography

So, it's aimed at it?

Not necessarily, maybe it's something inside. Fan Lin frowned, I don't think we can't find Dumbledore, maybe he and Nicolas have been trapped inside.

I have to admit that this is a reasonable statement, but it is obviously not acceptable.

So, what should we do now? Wait for the two of them to come out, or go in? Fan Lin said helplessly, stay here or find a way to blow up this stone room?

It's not a great feeling to be with a dead body anyway.

We're trying to get out of here, Rutherford said, though I don't feel bad about it, the fact that I'm able to sleep for a hundred years, and you and your mates obviously...

Rutherford said, for a vampire, although a hundred years of slumber is long, it is only a blink of an eye in consciousness. Although it is no different from death, it is obvious that Van Lin and Hermione cannot be relied upon at all.

Maybe we can put him back first. Fan Lin pointed to the coffin in the center of the stone room, Then consume the excess magic power here, maybe the ban will be opened.

That's fine. Rutherford nodded, being trapped in the mausoleum, even as a vampire, this was obviously not acceptable.

Wait, the corpse seemed... to move... Hermione looked nervously at the wolf-headed soldier.

It moved? Fan Lin was a little surprised, because obsidian was in the way. Obviously, this thing should have been destroyed early in a long time. You know, obsidian has the effect of exorcising evil, and his alias Dragon Crystal It's not a joke, Longjing can make a weapon for the dead.

Fan Lin took a closer look at the wolf-headed soldier, perhaps because of the contact with the air, the body began to shake slightly, but it looked more like oxidation,

The wolf-headed soldier's corpse was shrinking rapidly, and when Fan Lin walked over regardless of Hermione's obstruction, the corpse was completely shriveled, leaving only a layer of bones wrapped in skin.

Don't be nervous, Hermione, it's just oxidized. Fan Lin said, It will happen after a long time.

Wait, here... Rutherford said, watching the originally clear magic liquid rapidly turn cloudy as the corpse became limp, and soon the surroundings fell into darkness again.

Fan Lin... Hermione said, That corpse...

The light on the wand re-lit the entire stone room, but compared to before, it was more or less dim.

It seems that the water in the corpse has lost... Fan Lin said hesitantly, But will the magic liquid be the same as water?

Should... Rutherford hesitated for a moment, looking at the skinny corpse in front of him, even so, the skeleton was much bigger than theirs.

Wait, don't come here... Rutherford said suddenly, and at some point, a layer of fine and dense hair grew out of the corpse, and in a blink of an eye, the entire corpse was covered with white hair. Also, the hair grew longer and longer, and soon the black skin of the corpse disappeared completely.

Now it looks like a werewolf, a white wolf or a direwolf?

This thing seems to be... Taking a few steps back, everyone is waiting for the change, because no one can tell what the situation is.

Moldy?

Moreover, it took dozens of seconds?

Obviously, this is unlikely. Under extremely low temperatures, it is obviously impossible for these molds to have such a high activity, but the problem is that there is no such thing in a normal environment.

Maybe this is what it looks like? Rutherford said, it looks much more pleasing to the eye when it matches the wolf head.

The magic liquid is decreasing. Hermione called, and it was only then that Fan Lin realized that the magic liquid, which could still be seen on the liquid surface, had disappeared from his sight at some point.

I think he might be standing up, Rutherford said. It reminds me of another trip to Egypt, a resurrected mummy.

Very good, if you can think of anything else, I hope you finish it all at once. Fan Lin said bluntly, but this time it was the same as what Hermione said, the corpse was really moving.

Lie back honestly. Fan Lin is not interested in waiting for his changes. Although this does not meet the definition of a dead person because of the lack of soul injection, in fact, Fan Lin is not interested in seeing a dead person. The half-human monster stood up with his spear in hand.

Fan Lin cast a few curses very bluntly, but to his surprise, it felt like being hit on steel, and it had no effect at all except making the corpse shake twice.

Fan Lin, he...he seems to be about to stand up. Hermione said nervously, pointing her wand at the wolf soldier.

It seemed that the figure was a little sluggish due to being inactive for a long time, but there was no doubt that he was about to stand up. Fan Lin saw the palm resting on the edge of the coffin.

Give it to me, go to hell.

reducto! (shattered bones)

The crimson light sank into the Wolf Head Soldier's body almost without any pause, and then, in the next second, the curse exploded, but there was no more result at all except for blowing up a piece of fur.

Simple spells are useless to him. Rutherford said, This thing's body is beyond imagination, even a fire dragon can't have such a high resistance.

It's up to you to say, I've seen it all. Fan Lin said bluntly, With this skill, you might as well think of a way to make him lie down obediently.

As Fan Lin said, a layer of ice mist instantly condensed on the top of the coffin, like a huge cover, trying to trap the resurrected corpse inside.

However, it didn't last long. A black spear pierced straight through the ice cap frozen by Fan Lin's magic.

Damn... Is it difficult for him not to be affected by the cold?

People sleep here. Rutherford said, Old World, Pole...

...

Then, try this... Fan Lin said, wanting to burn the corpse with Fierce Fire Curse.

However, the Fierce Fire Curse, which was invincible in the past and could even destroy Horcruxes, seemed not so effective at this moment.

The flame instantly ignited the whole body. Even though the long hair showed signs of melting, it didn't seem to be so effective on the wolf-headed soldier.

As if a protective layer had been established, Fan Lin watched the flames of the Fierce Fire Curse falling from the Wolf Head Soldier piece by piece...

Then, a pair of azure blue eyes stared closely at Fan Lin through the flames, and if it was combined with a wolf howl, it would be even more perfect.

The magic circle has weakened our spell. Fan Lin quickly came to a conclusion. Judging from the melted spear, the Fiercefire Curse has not lost its effect, but has been weakened. It's easy to use a lot of magic to drive it away.

It seems that the wolf-headed soldier's lower body has not been completely transformed. So far, Fan Lin has only seen the wolf-headed soldier's head and arms moving, which made Fan Lin heave a sigh of relief.

Let's get rid of him? Rutherford asked uncertainly. The blood magic that Rutherford relied on for his survival obviously wouldn't have any effect on something that was obviously dead, and it was also affected by the low temperature.

Perhaps you can consider it. Fan Lin glanced at the half-melted spear, Melee combat, show us the powerful physique of the blood race.

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