The Mightiest Badger at Hogwarts

Inside Hogwarts Castle.

The battle has entered the final stage.

Under the attack from the Durmstrang reinforcements and the Hogwarts coalition forces, the number of French wizards in the shaft has been reduced to single digits.

The remaining few people also retreated back to the corridor on the eighth floor, trying to use the terrain advantage here to make the students pay the final tragic price, or to directly kill a certain professor who showed up.

This is not impossible.

After going through the campus renovation plan after Hogwarts was reorganized, the layout of the eighth floor of Hogwarts has undergone earth-shaking changes compared to before. It is so complex that even Hogwarts students and professors will get lost. Enough for the French wizards to develop their own strategies.

But just as they were gritting their teeth and preparing to find an ambush location.

A ball of orange-red flames suddenly erupted from the corridor.

Then, Dumbledore, surrounded by golden and white holy light, appeared out of thin air and blocked their way forward.

"Deng... Dumbledore!"

The leader, a French wizard, murmured.

The fear in his eyes spread uncontrollably.

This is the terrifying existence that once defeated Grindelwald, and not long ago destroyed most of Beauxbatons.

Facing him, the anger in the hearts of the French wizards was quickly extinguished.

They screamed and wanted to retreat. In comparison, they were more willing to confront the astonishing number of student coalition forces.

At least that way there is still a glimmer of hope for survival.

It's a pity that Dumbledore didn't intend to give them this opportunity.

hum-

A large swath of golden-white holy light was shed.

These lights, which previously could only serve as defense and consume energy in front of the two Voldemort souls, now showed their original power.

They turned into countless blades and instantly chopped the French wizards in front of them into pieces.

In the distance, everyone in Hogwarts who witnessed all this burst into deafening cheers.

People were all calling Dumbledore's name and rushing here like crazy.

Faintly, Dumbledore even heard their voices wanting to ask about Harry and Link's situation.

Amidst these voices, Dumbledore just looked at Phoenix Fox beside him with complicated eyes.

"Are you already taking his orders?"

Dumbledore said calmly.

The phoenix, a magical creature, has always been the most difficult magical animal to tame.

But as long as it can gain its approval, it will become the most loyal guard. Except for its own master, other people's orders will be ignored by it.

Under normal circumstances, it is impossible for a phoenix to recognize two people at the same time.

This is because people who can be recognized by Phoenix are so rare. It is rare for a Phoenix to meet one in this life, let alone two at the same time.

Secondly, spiritual creatures like Phoenix also have the concept of first come, first served. Generally speaking, they will be more inclined to the first approved owner, thereby ignoring those who appear later.

But exceptions happened.

Phoenix Fawkes chose to obey Link's orders in his previous decision, not Dumbledore's.

This was definitely not Phoenix Fox trying to save him.

Because a creature like the phoenix has no concept of 'death', it will never prevent its master from dying. Even if an order is given, it is not impossible for it to kill its master personally.

This means that compared to Dumbledore and Link, Phoenix is ​​more willing to obey Link's orders.

Does this also mean that Link has some qualities that are more outstanding than Dumbledore, and is therefore recognized by Phoenix Fox?

"Whoa, whoa—"

A beautiful chirping sound echoed through the corridors.

Dumbledore was pulled out of his brief thoughts.

Looking at the phoenix in front of him, he forced himself to smile and said:

"That's it. Are you going back to help him now? Of course! But I also want to give you an order, okay? That is to bring that child back. No matter what, even if he orders you to leave, you must He brought it back. I hope you can listen to me this time, okay?"

The Phoenix's song of courage sounded again.

Along with the beautiful melody, Phoenix Fox turned into flames and disappeared.

Dumbledore stared at the place where the flames disappeared, his eyes extremely complicated.

Behind him were the cheering students and professors.

……

The other side of the battlefield.

Link, who was shrouded in mist armor and blue-white cyclone, was already overwhelmed by the blood-colored blade storm.

Tiny blood thunder was constantly traveling from Voldemort's body, crazily stimulating the functions of Harry's body, squeezing out more power.

This directly made Voldemort's movements reach the extreme speed.

While laughing wildly, the long bloody knife in his hand kept dancing wildly.

The swift and fierce slashes, which were almost invisible to the naked eye, continued to fall, and their momentum became more fierce every time.

The blood in the sky kept flashing, creating dense sparks all over Link's body.

These slashes were so sharp that some of them even cracked Link's outer layers of thickened energy protection. Together with the concussive force of the other slashes, they directly acted on Link's body, causing more and more wounds on his body. , the injuries to his internal organs continued to worsen, and his throat felt so sweet that he almost wanted to vomit blood.

This is what will inevitably happen without Dumbledore's assistance.

Each legendary wizard has his own fighting style and energy tendencies.

If you have to describe it, Dumbledore is like a fort with both offense and defense. The stern golden-white holy light and the terrifying disappearing spell have equally powerful attack and defense capabilities.

Voldemort was even more greedy.

Whether it's attack, defense, speed, wisdom...

He wants all the tendencies!

It was precisely because of this desire that Voldemort frantically transformed his bloodline and learned to absorb all kinds of knowledge and abilities, even outdated skills such as sword skills and knife skills.

And he actually did it.

The avatar of Voldemort currently wielding a bloody sword should be the almighty existence that Voldemort imagined when he was young.

As for Link, he is a pure attacker.

Even with the defensive ability of fog armor, its essence is to enable better offense.

So when facing Voldemort's crazy attack, he didn't even think about passively defending.

Even though his internal organs were damaged and blood had rushed to his throat, he still gritted his teeth and waved his wand fiercely towards the figure who was surrounded by blood and thunder.

"boom--"

The mist armor that had been heated to a pink color suddenly popped out, and then exploded.

The hot snow-white steam quickly spread, turning the entire battlefield into a high-temperature hell.

谷緫

Voldemort's ghost also learned wisely this time.

The moment the steam bloomed, he not only retreated violently driven by the blood thunder, but also kept slashing with the blood-colored sword in his hand. The dancing blades formed a storm and directly chopped up all the steam in the sky.

And what Link needed was exactly this kind of reaction from Voldemort.

The fragmented steam cloud condensed and compressed again under Link's control, and was quickly transformed into hot air cannons that shot at the Blade Storm at extremely high frequency.

These attacks were naturally blocked.

Voldemort's piercing strange laughter even came from the bloody sword storm.

Link knew very well that the other party was laughing at his useless efforts.

But is this really useless work?

In fact, as long as Voldemort pays a little attention, he can find that every attack by Link accurately lands on a fixed position on the side of the long knife in his hand.

It's a pity that Voldemort was overwhelmed by the huge sense of humiliation and anger at this moment.

He just focused on waving the long knife crazily, killing and injuring Link while resisting the intruder's attack.

And Link is doing the same thing.

The two of them were like two underground black boxers who went completely crazy in the octagonal cage, constantly swinging heavy punches at their opponents without reservation.

After this cruel exchange of blows continued for nearly half a minute, tiny cracks finally spread from the side of the bloody sword.

click-

The crisp crackling sound seemed inaudible amidst the various supersonic gas explosions and collision explosions.

At this moment, Link has completely turned into a bloody man.

His whole body was covered with cuts and wounds.

A large amount of blood was constantly being thrown out with every move he made.

But even so, a smile still appeared on the corner of Link's mouth.

His purpose has been achieved!

Voldemort's movements finally stopped.

In other words, he was forced to stop. The bloody long sword that Gerald transformed into in his hand was trying its best to resist his control in the spiritual world. This resistance was so fierce that even Voldemort could not ignore it. As for the real material world, there was a scream like a scream as the blade continued to tremble.

'Can't be used anymore!Don't break it! '

Voldemort lowered his head and looked dissatisfied at the long knife in his hand. At this moment, the blade was already covered with fine cracks, and these cracks were still spreading.

Gerald didn't lie.

The bloody sword has reached its limit and can no longer withstand any force.

And when the blade is broken, Gerald himself will die!

"It's really...a waste-like existence."

Voldemort shook his head in disgust, then looked up at Link who was not far away and was covered in blood. He was barely floating in the air and taking the opportunity to regain his strength by breathing heavily. He smiled and said, "You are very good! Really good." Yes! In my long life, you are one of the few strong people who can be recognized by me! So, do you want to choose to follow me and become my new blade? This will be the only choice that can keep you alive. !”

As soon as he said this, the bloody sword trembled even more.

It was like Gerald himself was roaring crazily at the split soul of Voldemort in front of him.

Accusing him of trying to persuade Link to surrender.

Lord Voldemort has already tried this kind of thing.

The result is that now there is not even a little bit of dregs left in Voldemort's main soul.

This stupid behavior seemed to Gerald as outrageous as casting a spell on a rooster in an attempt to turn it back into a Tyrannosaurus rex.

But just as Gerald kept shouting in the spiritual world, he heard Link on the other side nodding and saying:

"Okay, I accept your proposal, but if I join you, what kind of position will you give me? I think we must talk about this clearly first. I am a wizard of the legendary level, and I hope to get agreement. My status and strength!"

'Forehead--'

Gerald in the spiritual world was instantly petrified, and even the bloody sword stopped trembling strangely, allowing the fine cracks on it to continue to spread.

He never expected that Link would agree so simply and neatly, and even directly enter into the bargaining session about future treatment.

However, after being shocked, Gerald felt that this was not something incomprehensible.

After all, Link is almost exhausted now.

Gerald has seen many people who usually have firm beliefs but surrender when facing death.

Maybe this is the case for Link?

After hesitating for a while, the corners of Gerald's mouth in the spiritual world slowly raised, ready to persuade the ghost in Harry to accept Link's surrender.

But before he could formally speak, the other party had already grasped the long knife in his hand again and raised it high above his head.

"I didn't feel any sincerity from your words." Voldemort shook his head and said calmly, "In other words, you are just delaying time so that you can recover more physical strength."

"Ah, you saw it. That's such a pity."

Link lowered his head in disappointment.

The wounds on his body had slowly stopped bleeding during the conversation with Voldemort.

But this is far from enough.

Because there was a terrifying power condensing on the long knife raised by Voldemort.

Gerald's consciousness began to roar and scream again.

In his current state, there is no way he can withstand such a huge energy infusion.

With the continuous influx of energy, he could even feel that the blade made of his soul and energy was gradually disintegrating at an increasingly faster speed. The pain that penetrated into the bone marrow made Gerald want to die immediately.

Unfortunately, this wish is not allowed.

The terrifying and sticky dark magic invaded the bloody sword and spread along the cracks on the blade, forming large crack-like black lines.

It was like some kind of high-strength adhesive that stuck together the blades that were about to break so that they could withstand more force.

"If you don't want to surrender, then go die!"

Voldemort finished speaking.

Also falling at the same time was the raised long knife.

This was definitely the most terrifying slash Link had ever seen in his life.

The black and red magic powers have been completely integrated into the blade.

With the blessing of magic power, the power of this slash is even enough to break mountains and rivers!

There is no doubt that after this full blow, the long knife itself will be shattered, but before that, he may have been chopped into pieces, right?

Thinking of this, a wry smile appeared on Link's face.

At this moment, the clear and melodious chirping of the phoenix suddenly sounded from Link's ears.

A large ball of orange-red phoenix flame also appeared out of thin air, taking the lead to meet the incoming blade.

The moment the two intersect.

The monstrous phoenix flames and the phoenix body hiding in the form of energy were all cut in half.

But the blade itself, which had been blessed to the limit, suddenly shattered due to the sudden contact and turned into fragments all over the sky!