National Doomsday: I, the Virus King

Voldemort roared, and then pointed his finger at Leon in a row, and one green light after another gushed out, it was Avada who Leon had in mind to gnaw on a large melon.

Leon is not stupid, although he knows that this wild can withstand it, but there is no need, last time he was hit by this shot, he almost didn't get angry, this wild is the same as being shot in body armor, and Leon doesn't plan to bear the same experience again.

And the cheetahs he made with the Transfiguration Charm before were not for nothing, after determining that these cheetahs could not enter Voldemort's body, Leon transferred them back, and at this time their value was reflected, and one after another rushed to the Death Curse, helping Leon block this wave of attack, but unfortunately these cheetahs were all broken.

"Grass, why hasn't Dumbledore come yet, if he doesn't come, he'll wait to collect my body. Knocking on the full power of the magic wand, looking at his re-rising mana value, Leon felt that he was about to last long.

At the same time, he was also puzzled, under this amount of bleeding, normal people have already cooled, why can Voldemort withstand it, the body of the house-elf, or the visible wounds on the corpse are white, can this continue to act?

"Damn, you're an underage wizard, why do you have so much magic, ah!" Voldemort couldn't even breathe at this time, and finally couldn't hold it anymore, and collapsed to the ground, only to complain a word, Leon's Blade cut off his last remaining hand.

Seeing that Voldemort actually withered first, Leon immediately made up for a divine blade and cut off Voldemort's head, and in the next second, Voldemort, who was already illusory and mist-like, crawled out of the corpse of this house-elf, and his soul body trembled, as if it would dissipate at any time.

Voldemort regretted it, and now his bowels were green with regret, if his soul had intestines.

He shouldn't have fought with Leon, the moment he was attacked, he should have used the body of that house-elf to cast a phantom transformation and run away, not to mention that the body is gone, even the soul is weak, and he has been recuperating in Albania for ten years, and the soul power and magic power that he finally managed to make up are almost squandered tonight, and now Voldemort feels that his whole person has been hollowed out.

"I'll remember you, Leon Chris! And your clown-like alias, Baxman! I'll write it down, wait, wait for me, wait for me, and when I come back from the resurrection, it's your time of death, I won't let you die so easily, I'll torture your will with the Mind Curse, and then throw you to feed the snake! I swear!" Voldemort's soul let out a series of high-pitched, piercing and venious roars, and then rushed towards the exit behind Leon like a wind.

"Voldemort, wait, look at what I'm holding in my hand?" Leon suddenly took out the Philosopher's Stone and shook it in front of Voldemort.

"This is, the Philosopher's Stone?!, no wonder you weren't in the hall last Halloween, but came down on the fourth floor, it turns out, this thing has always been in your hands, quick, give me the Philosopher's Stone, I'll give you everything you want. Voldemort's soul body stared at the blood-like Philosopher's Stone in Leon's hand, his tone full of longing.

"Yes, but can you take out 500,000 gold galleons now?" Leon grabbed his wand and poked at Voldemort's current soul body, and found that it had passed through directly, and seeing that this mass of soul body actually wanted to sweep towards the philosopher's stone in his hand, Leon put it back again.

"I don't have it now, but as long as you give it to me, all my possessions are yours. Voldemort shouted urgently, but there was nothing he could do now, if Leon kept his guard against himself, then his body and soul would reject him, let alone occupy Leon's body, and he couldn't get close.

"Cut, anyone will write a blank check, forget it, I'll send it to you. Leon had a small smile on the corner of his mouth, then took out the Philosopher's Stone and threw it in the opposite direction of Voldemort's location, watching Voldemort's soul body pounce on the Philosopher's Stone like a dog, Leon said softly.

"Exchange the Philosopher's Stone for chips. "

"Successfully redeemed 2000 chips. "

Seeing that the Philosopher's Stone was close at hand, but disappeared out of thin air, Voldemort, who had pounced on the air, was stunned, and then turned his head to look at Leon.

"Happy, smack!

Leon said, clapping his hands in line with the words, and taunted Voldemort with a very sneering expression.

"You're damned!!!"

Voldemort roared and roared, but his soul body had become more and more illusory and transparent, making Leon feel that he had gone too far, but it also proved his previous guess.

Emotions are one of the important factors that make up the soul, extreme emotions such as anger and despair and loss will have an impact on the soul, which is called hurting the gods by the old Chinese medicine doctors in the previous life, but Leon didn't expect that this method could also act as a soul attack.

"And the way you just threw yourself at the Philosopher's Stone, like a dog, Mr. Voldemort, do you want me to throw you a bone and grind your teeth?"

Since psychological attacks are effective against Voldemort, Leon will naturally not be polite, hey, he's the best.

"Little Tom, no parents, orphanage, beaten, single dog, no friends, ugly, big heart, cult, gnawing big melons, old enemy is still a doll. "

It's a pity that there is no allegro at hand, Leon can only dryly read the smooth slip he just made up, and sure enough, Voldemort's soul body collapsed even more completely, especially when he heard that the old enemy was a doll, he directly broke his defense, and rushed towards Leon desperately, as if he wanted to bring some damage to Leon before he died.

"Well, the old dog still has a few teeth. Leon continued to hold the Iron Armor Charm, and at the same time placed a large number of obstacles in front of him, although Voldemort was a soul body, but unlike a ghost, he couldn't pass through the obstacles, so Leon didn't panic at all.

But at this moment, with the singing of the phoenix, Dumbledore appeared on the stage, raising the Elder Wand was a series of fireworks, and Voldemort was also startled at this time, Dumbledore's phobia directly attacked, fear suppressed the rage, turned around and ran, Leon saw that Voldemort, who was about to collapse his soul, disappeared, and his face turned black all of a sudden.

"Old bee, you don't talk about martial arts! You actually ran out to grab people's heads, you are sick, didn't you see that I was about to kill this thing?"

Unscrupulously yelled at Dumbledore, but as soon as he finished speaking, Leon regretted it, and he seemed to have accidentally called out Dumbledore's nickname.

"Oh, old bee, that's an interesting name, Dumbledore's last name does mean bumblebee in Old English, and I like sweets, that's why I got such a nickname?"

Voldemort fled, Dumbledore didn't care, but he was intrigued by Leon's blurted out title.

"What's the matter. Anyway, the words were spoken, and Leon was not worried, looking at Dumbledore with his neck crossed, looking like he was going to kill and listen to the meat of the hob.

"Nothing, just congratulations on defeating the Dark Lord, and the battle seems to be one-sided. Dumbledore glanced at the traces of the battle, the blood on the rubble, the scorch marks from the burning fire, and the broken corpse of a house-elf, but Leon was intact, enough to see that Leon had not suffered.

"I'm even more curious about what made Voldemort hate you so much that he wanted to die with you. "

"Hell knows. "

Thinking of his previous bad move, Leon shrugged his shoulders and showed a look of innocence.

Damn, it's snowing, it's cold.