Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

Thinking of this, Voldemort's pale finger that did not hold the wand immediately turned into a fist, and the fingertips began to rub, making an unbearable noise, and then vaguely glanced at the rolling dwarf Peter, who was still painful under his feet.

He made up his mind to let those who broke his plan receive the most terrible punishment.

But at this time, there was no time for Voldemort to think about these things after the fall.

Dumbledore shot!

After the tall and thin old man escaped a life-threatening curse, he raised his wand and pointed it at Voldemort. Voldemort immediately took advantage of the unique environment of the surrounding cemetery to condense a wall of soil in front of him to resist Deng. Blido's curse.

But Dumbledore's target was not him, but the Death Eaters.

Several Death Eaters who were close to the ancient tree were hit by the tree's suddenly elongated branches and knocked to the side.

As for the other Death Eaters close to the stele, they were tied together by a few invisible ropes without resistance, lost their balance and fell to the ground, struggling weakly back to back.

"Oh? Get rid of the people who got in the way, very good. I can't wait to fight with you. I don't know if you have aged a lot in the past ten years, and the fear of death is getting closer to you, right?" Voldemort said sternly Said, opening his sharp white teeth, as if trying to influence Dumbledore's fighting spirit through this.

Ironically, the person who was called a family member by him just now is now called the person in the way by him.

"Tom, I originally thought you would learn to confess and learn to think during the ten years when you lost your power, but it seems that I am naive, and you mention death. It may be a bit late, but I still want to tell you that death It was the beginning of another great adventure..."

"Repent?" Voldemort sneered. "Voldemort will temporarily fail, lose his body because of a lucky boy, and become lingering, but he will not learn any hypocritical kindness because of this. In those days in the Albanian forest, I only know what the weak eats, teacher." Voldemort called Dumbledore for the first time, teacher, but it was very ear-piercing anyway.

"Also, a great adventure? Then I want to send you on this great adventure first, teacher." Voldemort said gloomily, and the earth wall in front of him immediately began to deform and stretch, and then condensed into a big snake. , Spit out the letter ferociously.

Voldemort tilted his head at this time, and the sand snake tilted its body swayingly along with it, looking very vivid.

And Nagini, who was still surrounding him just now, had disappeared.

Voldemort's pale and slender hand raised his wand and raised it upward, and then the sand snake began to jump up and rush towards Dumbledore, as if to bite him and swallow him.

Dumbledore's wand was lifted aloft in a careless manner, muttering words, and then the surrounding air seemed to start to moisturize suddenly, beginning to reveal a refreshing coolness.

The sand snake's movement was immediately slowed down, and its swift movement was instantly disturbed, as if it had two hands in the middle of the sky, slowly advancing its life.

Voldemort yelled, and a few thin, flame-like snakes suddenly rushed around the sand snake, and then they wandered around the sand snake, constantly making a "cracking" sound, moist. At this time, the drops of water began to escape from the sand snake's body in the form of water vapor.

Its actions began to return to a swift state.

Dumbledore immediately drew back his wand when he saw it and waved it like a whip.A long, thin flame emerged from the tip of the stick, and then turned into a phoenix in flames, with a whistle resounding across the sky, directly rushing towards the sand snake.

Those little snakes made of flames were swallowed by the phoenix in an instant, and the size of the phoenix became bigger and bigger. Under the high temperature, the sand snakes quickly solidified into fragile stones.

"Bone to pieces!" A light smashing curse shot from between Dumbledore's rod, and the sand snake, which had been incompetent just now, began to crack every inch with a loud noise, and then returned to the surface.

The phoenix passed through the sand snake, soaring in the air, and charged towards Voldemort on the ground.

Voldemort suddenly disappeared on the spot, and then suddenly appeared standing on top of another tombstone, and then a lot of soil thorns suddenly appeared on the ground in front of him, as if to drill out of the ground to construct a prisoner. Locked in it, Voldemort had to move again.

His heart was beating with anxiety and fear, and the resistance from the left to the right made him angry.

It was the first time that he felt his incompetence. The old man dismissed his offensive lightly. What is even more humiliating is that he was forced to retreat.

If this continues, will he be caught by this old man?

No, Voldemort did not accept this ending. He only had his body again. He wanted to go further on the road to immortality. How could he be ended by this wicked old man?

However, the status quo had to make him bow his head, and Voldemort's support became more and more difficult. Every time his shape and appearance seemed to be in Dumbledore's expectation, the old man easily blocked his escape route and made him Looks tired and embarrassed.

After a while, the silent tombstone will rise from the ground and become tall and insurmountable. After a while, the sand under the feet will turn into a tough chain, wanting to grasp his feet.

All of his nearby things seemed to be Dumbledore’s assistants at this moment, and he tried to deform it to fight back, but he became more and more powerless, and he could only rely on the Apparition to fight back.

Just as Voldemort's mood became more and more depressed, he suddenly felt a wave of fluctuations not far away.

Voldemort sideways avoided the attack of a sand hand, glanced at the old man not far away, and saw Dumbledore's brow furrowed. Suddenly, Voldemort realized that this would be a rare opportunity.

Even though he still doesn't know the cause of the fluctuation, as long as it can distract Dumbledore, it can't be better for him.

Then he saw a body suddenly knelt down on the edge of the cemetery, as if appearing out of thin air. The man couldn't grasp his balance, and he rolled a few times on the ground, lying on the ground in embarrassment.

"Harry Potter!" Voldemort showed a grinning and excited smile, and he no longer cared about the gravestones and sand that continued to attack him.

Because he knew that his chance was here.

"Avada So!" A weird green light gushes from the tip of his yew wand and flies straight to the boy who is still ignorant of everything.