HP Magic Biography

Outside the light curtain, Fan Lin tried his best to prevent the Death Eaters from approaching.

In fact, Fan Lin didn't quite understand that these Death Eaters, according to their loyalty, shouldn't have launched such a crazy attack at all.

Moreover, Fan Lin didn't know how long Harry could last, and Voldemort.

But what can be confirmed is that the person Fan Lin wants to see will probably not come out.

The person who comes out of Voldemort's wand can only be killed on the spot, otherwise, the soul will not be absorbed by the wand at all.

That being the case, what should be done now is to return to Hogwarts instead of staying here to continue entanglement.

This is not a wise decision. Fan Lin's two seemingly powerful magic spells at the beginning have been blocked by the Death Eaters. attack.

Fortunately, not far from him was the duel between Voldemort and Harry, otherwise, the Avada Kedavra would naturally be unavoidable.

With a wave of Fan Lin's hand, a bright blue magic power instantly activated the door key.

Hurry up, Harry! Fan Lin shouted, Time is running out.

Of course, Harry knew it too, but after he disconnected now, he couldn't bring Voldemort any trouble at all.

Very well, Harry, I think you should listen to your friend and go to that boy. James was obviously aware of Fan Lin's situation, and they didn't have so much time to catch up.

When the beam of light breaks, we'll only be there for a while. But we'll buy you time. You have to go to the boy, and the Portkey will take you back to Hogwarts. Understand, Harry?

Yes! gasped Harry, gripping his wand as hard as it could - it was sliding through his fingers. Harry, whispered Lily's shadow, never leave your friends...

I will, replied Harry, clenching his wand tightly. Let go now.

James Potter whispered, Get ready to run away, let go now...

Now! Harry yelled, not knowing how much longer he could last. With a jerk of his wand, he threw it into the air. So the golden beam of light was broken, the cage formed by the light disappeared, and the beautiful song died, but the souls of Voldemort's victims did not disappear, they approached Voldemort to block him,

Don't let him see Harry.

Harry was running as fast as he could in his life, knocking down two stunned Ghoul Eaters as he passed.

He ran zigzagging behind the tombstone, getting as close to Fan Lin as possible.

Harry could feel the Ghoul Eaters' spells following him, and he heard them hit the top of the stone headstone.

Hurry up, Harry. Fan Lin said loudly.

Fan Lin's wand had accumulated a huge amount of magical power again, just like a moon rising from the ground.

Repello inimicum (repelling the enemy)!

The huge blue halo produced an irresistible impetus, and in an instant, all the Death Eaters were pushed away by Fan Lin's spell.

You bastards, leave the two of them behind. Voldemort yelled, but then Van Lin saw James Potter throwing himself on Voldemort's face.

It seems that he gave Voldemort a hard punch, mixed with the magic power of Voldemort and Harry, these dead souls burst out with amazing potential.

Harry, take it. Fan Lin stuffed the Portkey into Harry's hand, Remember, tell Dumbledore what happened here when you get back.

Okay, but, Cedric... Harry nodded heavily, but...

In a panic, Fan Lin hurriedly glanced at the manor not far away.

Trevor didn't seem to be planning to come over. Naturally, Cedric, who was dead or alive...

There's no time to worry about him, Harry, you leave here first, and leave the rest to me. Fan Lin said hastily, he glanced at the portkey, activated by the magic power, the portkey is almost ready to activate, He only needs to resist for a while.

Fan Lin and Harry started to run wildly into the distance.

In fact, these dead souls could not last for too long, just when Van Lin barely resisted the next wave of attacks, Voldemort finally tore those souls to pieces.

Harry felt as if someone had hammered him hard in the chest. He watched Voldemort kill his parents again, but he couldn't do anything.

Harry, hit your attention. Fan Lin said quickly, his body ached from the excessive power of drawing the Philosopher's Stone.

How are you?

It's okay, there's no big problem. Fan Lin said, and with a wave of his head, an ice wall separated the two sides.

Look, Harry, you have to go back, believe it or not, but you have to tell them Voldemort is back.

Voldemort was back, and the topic was a bit heavy, but it was the truth, and it was inevitable that the man would come back with vengeance on him.

But the question is, will everyone believe it?

Harry now knows exactly what the Ministry of Magic is like, and keeps silent about anything related to Voldemort. For example, Voldemort visited in the first grade, and at the Quidditch World Cup, the Ministry of Magic chose The way is to avoid talking about it.

Harry knew exactly what kind of impact such news could have.

It's like in the second year, he was recognized as the heir of Slytherin.

I'll tell them, said Harry, clutching his Triwizard trophy. It's almost there, let's go together.

Fan Lin glanced at the Goblet of Fire, and then at Harry.

Before Fan Lin could reply, the wall made of ice crystals exploded in the next second.

Bombarda Maxima (powerful blasting spell)!

This is Voldemort's curse. Obviously, Fan Lin can withstand the attacks of several Death Eaters with his huge magic power, but Fan Lin's strength seems a little powerless when it comes to Voldemort's curse.

Let's go quickly, Fan Lin yelled, and with a wave of his hand, one hindrance spell after another was thrown out without sticking.

The chance of red or green light exploded almost instantly.

Fan Lin vaguely felt that he blocked a few, but Fan Lin didn't have time to look at who was blocked.

Fan Lin slapped a portkey fiercely, Leave, Harry!

let's go together.

Oh, leave me alone. Fan Lin yelled, he threw himself forward and pulled Harry to the ground, I have my own way to leave.

Can you leave on your own? Harry asked, but...

Stop talking so much, get out of here quickly. Fan Lin gave Harry a sharp push, and Fan Lin added the last trace of magic power.

Suddenly, Harry was engulfed by a strong sucking sensation, which is the characteristic of the Portkey activation.

Harry felt himself being thrown flat to the ground. His face was buried in the grass, and the smell of the grass filled his nostrils. When the key transported him, Harry kept his eyes closed, and now he still He didn't open his eyes and didn't move his body. The surrounding breath seemed to make him drowsy, and he was so dizzy that he felt that the ground beneath him was shaking like the deck of a ship. The grip tightened even more, the smooth, cold handle of the trophy.

If he lets go of the key, he feels that the endless darkness at the edge of his mind will engulf him. Fear and exhaustion make him bend down on the ground, breathing the breath of grass, waiting...waiting for someone to come...waiting A miracle happened, and at that moment, the scar on his forehead began to ache again.

A sudden sound was deafening and disorienting, and Harry heard voices everywhere: footsteps, screaming... He was still on the ground, his face twisting as if resisting the sound, as if it were just a A nightmare that will eventually wake up... and then hug him tightly with both hands and turn him around.

Harry! Harry! Harry woke up. He sees a brilliant starry sky, Albus. Dumbledore was kneeling half-squat beside him, and Harry felt the ground below his head echoing their footsteps as a group of people slowly moved forward, as if to press down on them. He no longer felt stunned, he could see the crowd surrounding him, and more figures approaching, above their heads, the stars were blooming.

...

Fan Lin did not leave with Harry.

In fact, Fan Lin knew very well that if he only relied on himself and Harry, the news that Voldemort had returned was simply unbelievable. Moreover, Cedric was still in Trevor's hands.

Catch them both!

Voldemort's blood-red eyes swept over Fan Lin in the distance, and there was only one left...

(Cruciatus)!

A crimson light was emitted from the tip of Voldemort's wand, and the target was naturally Fan Lin in the distance.

Fan Lin hurriedly rolled around on the ground in embarrassment. Naturally, he had something to rely on to stay, and Fox was not far away in the sky.

Fan Lin quickly stood up, now he just needs to create an opportunity for Fox, of course, if he can hurt Voldemort...

Fan Lin shook his head hastily, he seemed to be thinking too much.

However, it is inevitable to draw magic power once.

Before he knew it, the open space in front of Fan Lin was covered with light blue runes.

With the detonation of Fan Lin's magic power, ice thorns emerged from the ground one after another.

However, this didn't seem to bother Voldemort too much, even the newly resurrected Voldemort.

Under Voldemort's counterattack, the icicles pulled and collided with each other, even in the direction of their master.

Inevitably, there is also some black magic.

Get out of the way, he's mine! Voldemort's voice sounded at the right time, and several Avada Kedavra curses were intercepted by Voldemort in midair.

Fan Lin couldn't help being a little dazed, intercepting the Avada Kedavra, this is almost something that Fan Lin dare not imagine.

But soon, Voldemort's counterattack interrupted Fan Lin's speculation.

Countless ice crystals turned into Voldemort's sharp weapon, just like how Fan Lin treated the Death Eaters before.

This is no joke, under Voldemort's control, these ice crystals are faster and sharper.

Fan Lin restored the wand to the size of a normal wand, and then a translucent protective cover covered Fan Lin's whole body.

Fragmented ice crystals hit Fan Lin's protection all at once, just like a car hit, a huge impact force almost made Fan Lin unable to hold his magic wand.

The time has never been so long, Fan Lin kept extracting from the Philosopher's Stone, and then added it to his own protection.

This process can be regarded as a kind of suffering.

Fox, hurry up! Fan Lin couldn't help shouting, and then he replenished all the extracted magic power on the top of the protective cover, and pushed the back violently forward.

Voldemort put too much pressure on him. Originally, Fan Lin wanted to see what Voldemort had mastered, but obviously, he almost put his own life on it.

However, Voldemort's condition is not good, and the newly resurrected self does not have the original strength at all, which requires a process to accumulate.

Hurry up, Fox. Fan Lin shouted.

Phoenix rushed straight down from the sky, Let's go, go to that house.

Dumbledore... Voldemort yelled frantically, Stay here for me.

As he said that, a cloud of green light gathered on Voldemort's wand, and there was no doubt that it was the light of Avada Kedavra.

Get out of the way, Fox. Fan Lin pulled Fox's paw, and pulled Little Phoenix aside.

The bleak green light flashed across Fox's previous location almost at the same time.

Hydro jet!

Under Fan Lin's command, streams of water as thick as a thumb wound up from Voldemort's feet one after another.

This is the magic that Fan Lin has studied for a long time. If the water flow can explain it, even the dragon skin can't resist the powerful cutting ability.

However, for Voldemort, Fan Lin's ability is really not enough.

No matter how hard Fan Lin tried, the entangled water flow could not stick to Voldemort's body exactly, and was completely blocked by the magic power.

Let's go quickly, Fox, as soon as I let go, you take me to that house. Fan Lin whispered, but his trembling fingers showed that Fan Lin's magic power was lacking at this time.

three……

two……

one……

Let's go, Fox! Fan Lin roared, and at this time the spell that Fan Lin had been maintaining happened to be broken.

The first thing Fan Lin saw was Voldemort's white wand. Speaking of which, the two phoenix tail feathers all came from Fox...

Fan Lin felt that he had made a mistake, Fox's tail feathers would hurt Fox?

The answer seems to be...

Um……

In the distorted light, Fan Lin didn't even have time to take a look at Voldemort, Fan Lin only felt his body fly into the air, and then he got into the embrace of a flame.