Hogwarts: Oops, I'm Voldemort - Chapter 260

c260 Wizards are gods

“Despicable Herbo.

Cyrus called the other party’s real name in one sentence.

Despicable Herbo.

Grindelwald was also very familiar with this name. Although he is not British, his nationality is not that obvious to wizards, especially in earlier years, when the regimes of many countries were still different from what they are now!

Haierbo is a very notorious dark wizard in history, otherwise he would not be called “despicable”.

He invented many black magic spells, the most famous of which is the Horcrux.

However, not many people know about Horcruxes. The dark magic book that records Horcruxes has always been placed in Hogwarts, and only a few people have read it.

It was only after Grindelwald was released from prison in Nurmengard that he began to learn about Voldemort’s deeds, and then he learned about the Horcruxes.

“The inventor of the evil soul-splitting spell, the person who created the Horcrux?” Grindelwald said in surprise.

Haierbo’s identity was exposed, but he gave up his disguise. His skin was like an aging paint door, falling off with a rustling sound, revealing an extremely decayed body.

Although he took away Voldemort’s body, after all, the soul still belonged to him. The corpse quickly became repulsive to him, and his soul also accelerated the decay of the corpse.

If Aberforth were here at this time, he might be able to recognize him. There has always been an old man like this in the Hog’s Head Bar. He occasionally drinks a glass of wine, but spends most of his time watching “The Quibbler.” Look at things that make people laugh.

The long-dead soul also needs a little laughter to embellish it.

Halbo did not pay attention to Grindelwald’s words. Instead, he looked at Grindelwald sarcastically: “Evil? Look at yourself. Compared with you, I am not evil at all.”

He told the truth.

At this moment, Grindelwald looks a bit like the zombie doctor who swallowed the nightmare from hell in Doctor Strange 2. He devoured a large number of Dementors, but was unable to digest them immediately. The remaining bodies sprouted from his body, and each bone arm seemed to be grabbing something!

In order to take revenge and kill Haierbo, he has turned himself into a monster.

But he didn’t care at all.

“It’s you, Cyrus, I’m really curious, how did you recognize me?” he asked, with a curious expression on his face, “We have never met, not even once!”

The closest distance between Helbo and Cyrus was when Cyrus went to the Pig’s Head Bar to find the key to vault No. 12. But even that time, they didn’t meet. On the contrary, Voldemort had a chance encounter with him.

“Because I’m wondering why you insist on Voldemort’s body.” Cyrus gave an explanation. “So many people die every day in this world, but you only chose Voldemort. This may mean that between you There is a connection between them.”

Sellers explained.

The other party just listened quietly, and no one made any movement.

“At first, I thought that this connection might be through blood. Maybe you are his ancestor.”

“It’s not impossible,” Herbo said.

“Maybe, but that’s not the reason why you chose him.” Cyrus shook his head, “Because what you need is not a normal body, but a body that can accommodate a broken soul.”

“The Horcrux you invented, Voldemort thought he could rely on it to achieve immortality, but now it seems that it is not that powerful, right?” Cyrus asked, “It makes the soul crippled, but there is no way to ensure that the body can survive.” You can be immortal. Just look at what you look like now. Even if Voldemort is still alive, he will eventually age under the power of time.”

“You’re right Cyrus.” Haierbo nodded.

Now that things have happened, he no longer has the need to lie.

Perhaps Cyrus was once reborn from a Horcrux, so he knew more about Horcruxes than most people, even Voldemort and Dumbledore.

Halbo continued: “Just like Voldemort has so many Horcruxes, but his body will be destroyed by Lily Potter’s curse, the body also has no way to resist the power of time.”

Time is older than ancient!

It is well-deserved ancient, even the magic of the Gods!

“Even if you have a Horcrux, your soul can remain in the world for a long time, but your body may still be destroyed.” Haierbo said, “Of course, I use the magic power of that Horcrux to constantly build a new body for myself. I have lived For a long time, other names were sometimes used.”

His eyes swept across the two people, then lowered his head and looked at the island that had been submerged by the sea:

“Helbo, Exdis…”

Exdeath is the dark wizard who created Azkaban Prison.

“So, you created the dementors too?”

“When a road fails, you have to change your mind.” Haierbo said with a smile, “Especially after my father’s bones were completely swallowed by the earth, I realized that if I didn’t change a way out, then I would just be the one who lived the rest of my life. Living in a snake and rat body is not the eternal life I want!”

“I captured those Muggles to do some experiments for my immortal life!”

“The lives of those bastards are worthless anyway, not to mention, they should thank me for making them truly immortal! No spell can kill them!”

At this point, Helber paused: “It should be said that except for the two of you.”

Hearing his words, Cyrus shook his head: “You are so pathetic.”

“Pathetic? You are wrong, I should be great!” Helber shouted loudly, and the waves swirled behind him!

“Who else can stop me?” he asked, “I left the magic of the Horcrux and the secret of my immortality for today!”

Obviously, from the beginning, the spell of the Horcrux was a trap. Voldemort thought he had discovered the secret of immortality, but he didn’t think about why the wizard who invented it disappeared.

No, maybe he thought about it, but Voldemort’s answer was “One Horcrux is not safe enough”. He thought that Helber had an accident because he didn’t make enough Horcruxes, but he didn’t know that the other party was still alive. Not only was he alive, but he also used Voldemort’s body as a container to accommodate his dirty and incomplete soul.

Only an incomplete soul can be completely compatible with an incomplete soul, and only Voldemort’s body can be Helber’s most perfect container!

“Soon, I will sacrifice both of you. By then, I will have true eternal life, and even the sands of time cannot erode everything I have!

“My great power will lead me to rule the whole world!”

Then, his voice softened, as if an elder was admonishing Cyrus: “Playing house with those Muggles? You are amazing, Cyrus. I would not do that.”

In his opinion, the life of a Muggle is not a life. It is worthless and can be used for experiments and as waste. What else can the mice in the laboratory do if not for experiments?

“You are really alike with Voldemort. “Cyrus looked at Helbo’s now completely different face, but couldn’t help but sigh.

He looked at Helbo as if he was looking at Voldemort in the mirror. They wore different clothes and looked different, but everything else was surprisingly the same!

The hatred of Muggles, the resistance and fear of death, and the arrogance of claiming to be gods.

They were so similar that Cyrus had a little doubt about his previous thoughts: “You really took away Voldemort’s body, instead of being resurrected by Voldemort with the help of your soul?”

This was a bit offensive, but Helbo laughed, and he still said: “I am the god of death. ”

Whether it is Herbo or Voldemort, it doesn’t matter to him. He has never cared about his identity, otherwise he would not have changed his name for such a long time.

The only thing he wants to be is the god of death!

Herbo is so obsessed with the god of death that Cyrus even doubts whether he has really seen the god of death.

But no matter whether he has seen it or not, the purpose of Cyrus and Grindelwald’s trip is to send him to see the god of death!

After a brief exchange, the battle started again.

And this time, the battle situation is obviously escalating!

Grindelwald wields his desperate power. Every time he waves his wand, the spell he shoots out carries the desperate cries of countless dead lives!

Those faceless monsters seem to be puppets without emotions, but don’t forget that before they die, before they become Dementors, they are all living souls!

This is a world where emotions can affect the strength of magic. The negative emotions accumulated by Grindelwald at this moment are like a huge black hole. Absorb all the light.

He didn’t have to do anything, just stand there and he could emit a breath colder than the cold.

Every time he raised his arm, he carried the weight of life; every spell he fired was the desperate revenge of those dead Muggles!

The Dementors were waving their claws behind him. Not long ago, they were still resisting Grindelwald, but now, they were of the same mind as Grindelwald!

Those arms stretched out, connected together like chains, grabbing towards Helbo, as if to pull the master who created them back to the abyss of hell!

They turned into smoke, black mist, and skeleton wings, turning into ominous things hovering in the air.

And Cyrus attacked Helbo with the power of the sky, rain clouds, air currents and lightning.

At this moment, he was like a god in charge of wind, electricity and climate. The magic power of the thunderbird was magnified several times in his palm, and even the sky seemed to be held in his palm!

He opened his arms, and the lightning exploded at his fingertips!

“Boom!!! ”

Cyrus’ lightning spell tore through the endless darkness. In an instant, this sea area was hit by endless torrential rain. The swirling air currents sucked up the sea water in the sea, and the ocean currents reversed and rushed to the clouds in the sky, as if leading to the Tower of Babel in the divine world.

This is no longer a power that wizards can control. To be honest, what Helbo said is not wrong:

Wizards are gods!

And they are wizards among wizards, gods above gods!——

“Boom boom boom. ”

Lightning flashed in the heavy dark clouds.

Harry had just returned to Hogwarts from the Halloween party from Godric’s Hollow when he was hit by a gust of wind that almost blew several people down.

The air was very dull, just like his mood during this period of time.

Harry even thought of his childhood, when he still lived in the stairwell of the Dursleys’ house. Every night or when there were guests, he had to shrink in there, where he couldn’t even stretch his body, and he had to be careful to breathe, so as not to hit his head at the bottom of the stairs.

“It’s going to rain.” Ron stuck his head out and looked out the corridor. His long red hair hung down. It didn’t get wet but looked wet.

“I hope it rains.” Harry said.

The weather during this period is too abnormal.

Since Dumbledore’s death, Hogwarts, which used to be rainy, has been sunny most of the time. Even if it rains, it only rains a few drops each time, which makes Harry feel uncomfortable.

He is now looking forward to a heavy rain, so that he can get wet enough!

“If it rains, I will take the Firebolt to fly in the sky!” he said, “I have been thinking about doing this for a long time.”

“Then take me.” Ron risked his life to accompany the gentleman.

He now also has a great flying broom, which is the eleventh model of the Sweep series. In theory, it is a little newer than Harry’s Firebolt. Of course, brooms are like cars. They are not necessarily better if they are released later.

At about midnight, the rain finally fell.

The raindrops fell like bullets, and after landing on the window, they immediately left a palm-sized mark. Then they brushed down like a curtain.

The wind was even more exaggerated than the raindrops. Through the window and the rain curtain, Harry and Ron saw that the Whomping Willow, which was thicker than two or three people, was almost broken by the wind. All the willow branches were rolled up to the sky, twisting like standing hair.

Ron swallowed his saliva and said tentatively: “Why not just forget it.”

“Forget it.” Harry also pursed his lips and gave up the idea of ​​seeking death.

Riding a broom in this weather, I’m afraid Hagrid will find the bodies of the two of them who were eaten by wild beasts in the Forbidden Forest tomorrow. Maybe they will have to use the broom to determine who is who.

In fact, let alone going out, a child in another dormitory just opened the window, and in a second, the window was rolled up to the sky.

The next day, Professor McGonagall found him on the tip of the tower and announced that all classes would be suspended for the next few days and no one was allowed to leave the castle.

However, the greenhouse of the Herbology class suffered.

The headmaster of Hufflepuff has been sighing these days. Fortunately, Hagrid relied on his size to protect some of the herbs in the rain, otherwise there would be no herbs left in Hogwarts this year.

“But,” Hermione sat by the stove to warm herself.

“How is Cyrus now?”