Hogwarts vampire professor - Chapter 297

c296 The battle is stalemate

“Dracula, Dumbledore…”

Voldemort looked at the two figures who appeared after him, and his expression became extremely gloomy.

“Who is it?!” He suddenly turned to the group of Death Eaters behind him and glared at them fiercely, “Who is the traitor this time?!”

“I only told you this plan to the few people I trust enough, but Dracula and Dumbledore set a trap for our plan early! There is no other possibility except someone leaking the secret!”

The nine still conscious Death Eaters looked at each other with suspicion and suspicion at the others around them. Everyone acted like Voldemort’s most loyal servant.

“Why, are you only allowed to set a trap on one child, but we are not allowed to ambush you behind?” Dracula slowly descended from the sky and asked with a chuckle.

“Dracula! It’s you every time…it’s you who sabotages my plans every time!” Voldemort’s ugly snake face showed unforgettable hatred, and he growled murderously, “I’ve tolerated you for a long time! ”

He raised his wand towards Dracula, “Now that I have regained my strength, I want to see if you can still deal with me like you did before?”

“It would be foolish to come here tonight, Tom.” At this moment, Dumbledore also took two steps forward and said calmly, “The Aurors are already on their way -”

“So, you two want to deal with me together?” Voldemort spat on the ground.

He took the lead and fired another fatal spell at Dumbledore, but Dumbledore waved his wand and deflected it, hitting the steps in the distance and igniting a fire.

“Albus, you don’t need to take action.” Dracula glanced at Dumbledore dissatisfied, “I have no interest in bullying others with others.”

Dumbledore shook his head helplessly, and had no choice but to take a few steps back, and turned to face the Death Eaters.

He waved the wand in his hand lightly and formed a strong rope, tying together the group of Death Eaters who had no ability to resist.

When Voldemort saw this scene, his eyes became even more gloomy, and he wanted to rescue his servants.

However, Dracula took a diagonal step and stopped in front of him.

“Do you dare to be distracted at this time?” He took out his wand seemingly casually.

Then, a powerful blood-red spell was shot from the wand, and even Neville and other young wizards hiding in the corner could feel their hair standing on end.

Voldemort had to turn his attention back and conjured a silver shield from thin air to resist the spell.

“Buzz——”

The spell struck the shield, making a low, gong-like sound—a strange, creepy sound.

“You can’t defeat me, Dracula!” Voldemort said, his scarlet eyes squinting behind his shield. “Is there anything more discouraging than this?”

“Really?” Dracula raised his lips.

Another spell shot out from his hand, and then split into two, four, and countless… Countless bloody beams flew in all directions, and shot towards Voldemort from countless directions. go.

Voldemort’s face was solemn, and the silver shield in his hand split into several pieces, blocking them around him.

With the bombardment of magic spells, cracks gradually appeared on the solid shield.

With the sound of “Kacha”, the first shield shattered, followed closely by the shattering of other shields.

Voldemort roared angrily, and his body turned into a black mist, flying out from the gaps of countless spells, and appeared in front of Dracula——

“Avada Kedavra!”

The dazzling green light was like a waterfall, instantly drowning Dracula’s figure.

However, the next moment, a small bat bypassed the green light waterfall and flew in front of Voldemort’s eyes.

Then, the bat suddenly swelled, Dracula returned to his human form, and kicked Voldemort on the bridge of his nose.

“Uh-huh…”

Voldemort took a few steps back in pain, and two lines of black blood flowed from his snake-like nostrils.

Dracula’s kick was not something that could be easily followed. If it weren’t for flying in the air with nowhere to rely on, and if Voldemort’s newly built body wasn’t quite strong, I’m afraid this kick could have directly kicked his head off his neck. .

However, despite this, Voldemort was still in severe pain, and was still pushing on the deformed vertebrae at the back of his neck.

“Dracula… is this how you treat wizard duels?” Voldemort said bitterly, “Do you even ignore the rules of no physical contact in wizard duels?”

Obviously, he didn’t expect that Dracula would suddenly use his legs to launch a sneak attack…

“Who told you that this was a duel between wizards?” Dracula fell back to the ground, glanced at Voldemort in surprise, and chuckled, “Have you forgotten? I am a vampire, so of course the duel between us is It’s an unrestricted duel.”

Voldemort was filled with hatred, but there was nothing he could do against Dracula.

Compared with the physically strong vampires, physical combat is indeed a shortcoming of all wizards.

When fighting Dumbledore, Dracula might have given the old headmaster face, so he didn’t use his physical advantage; but when facing a guy like Voldemort, there was no need to hold back. He would just kick him when it was time. , just in time to stretch your muscles and bones.

“Very good…your strength really did not disappoint me, Dracula.” Voldemort wiped the blood under his nostrils and said coldly, “But what can you do no matter how strong you are? You can’t kill me at all!”

“We all know there are many other ways to destroy a man, Tom.” Dumbledore spoke suddenly.

He said calmly, and slowly approached Voldemort, as if he didn’t take the notorious Dark Lord seriously at all, and as if nothing annoying had happened.

“I must admit that simply taking your life would not satisfy me.”

“But there is nothing worse than death, Dumbledore!” Voldemort roared, “If I won’t die, then I will be invincible!”

“You are so wrong.” Dumbledore’s voice was very soft, as if two people were exchanging some secrets face to face. “In fact, your biggest failure is that you cannot understand that there are things worse than death… …”

“Isn’t death itself the worst thing?” Dracula looked at Voldemort as if he was mentally retarded. “You are still too young after all. If you live long enough, you will find out how much you want to die. ”

“Impossible!” Voldemort said coldly, “Don’t you two try to sway me with your words!”

“This guy is hopeless.” Dracula shrugged, no longer in the mood to continue playing, “Forget it, let’s control him, there are other tasks that have not been completed!”

With that said, Dracula and Dumbledore took action together.

The power of the two great wizards was obviously not something that Voldemort could withstand on his own. Within a few minutes, he was tightly bound to the stone arch on one side by an iron rope transformed by Dumbledore.

“Dracula, do you mean you are not interested in joining forces with others to duel?” Voldemort struggled for a few times and found that he could break free. Then he turned his eyes to Dracula and said in a mocking tone.

“I really don’t bother to join forces to fight with others.” Dracula chuckled and nodded, “But who told you that this is a battle? I have lost interest in fighting with you. Of course it will save trouble to control you. Why are you here?”

“you……”

“Riddle, come out!” Dracula suddenly snapped his fingers and summoned a dark moon.

In the dark moon, a handsome young wizard jumped out and walked straight towards Voldemort.

Seeing the person approaching, the expression on Voldemort’s face became more sinister, ferocious, angry and irritable.

“You…are just a part of my soul…” he said with a resentful tone, “Have you become Dracula’s lackey now?”

“I just found a better partner.” Riddle said with a smile, “Why are you the main soul and I am destined to be a clone?”

Looking at Voldemort, who was tied to the stone arch in embarrassment in front of him, Riddle was extremely excited, feeling that he was getting closer and closer to becoming an independent “person”.

“Let me see what else you have on you!” Riddle stretched out his hand to Voldemort.

“You dare?!” Voldemort’s eyes changed, and two scarlet beams shot out towards Riddle’s eyes, trying to stop Riddle’s spellcasting.

However, Dracula snapped his fingers and forced the beam back.

Then, a ring set with a black gemstone broke free from Voldemort’s index finger, slowly floated into the air, and finally fell into Riddle’s hand.

Riddle’s eyes were suddenly covered with a hazy gray mist, and then, an unclear and illusory figure flew out from the black gemstone on the ring and disappeared directly into Riddle’s eyes.

The phantom’s face was almost exactly the same as Riddle’s, but it looked more mature.

When Voldemort saw this scene, his eyes seemed to burst into flames.

“How is it possible… you are just a Horcrux, how can you repair your soul?” He felt that the soul fragments in his Horcrux disappeared in an instant, and his eyes were almost splitting.

“How is it impossible?” Riddle said, “Because you can’t learn to repent, but I can.”

“No, I don’t believe you can…”

Voldemort stared into Riddle’s eyes, and then he laughed suddenly, “Hahahahaha… I understand, you are really good at playing cards!”

“What are you talking about?” Riddle frowned.

“In that case, let’s increase the intensity!” Voldemort ignored Riddle, still laughing loudly.

Along with his hoarse, ugly, and even funny laugh, the curtains on the stone arch next to him suddenly moved.

Originally it was just fluttering slightly, but now it was like a flag blown by the strong wind, like a dark gray curtain that was swinging crazily… A gurgling evil, gloomy, and dark power surged out from this curtain. .

The extremely strong iron cables on Voldemort’s body gradually made a dense “creaking” sound and cracked inch by inch.

Immediately, he suddenly stood up, surrounded by an unknown amount of power that was much stronger than before…

Riddle was suddenly rushed dozens of feet away with a “boom”, and hit hard on the surrounding stairs going down step by step. His face was pale, and he looked at Voldemort’s growing stronger figure in disbelief.

If he hadn’t just absorbed a piece of soul, which made his power stronger, he would probably have been hit by the aftermath of this collective power and lost consciousness…

“Professor Dracula?” Dumbledore looked at Dracula on the other side with a solemn expression.

Dracula’s expression also changed, his brows furrowed.

“I almost forgot that we were fighting in a place like this. This is really annoying.” He gripped the wand in his hand and blocked it in front of the stone arch. “Albus, Voldemort is left to you!”

The ghastly wooden wand contains some marks left by the future Dracula, and it is the only way the presence can limit the power behind the curtain.

Dracula waved his wand and cast a colorless transparent film, which surrounded the dark gray curtain and the stone arches around it, preventing the power behind the curtain from being transmitted to Voldemort.

However, the curtain is still stirring, and the low whisper of the God of Death in another world behind the curtain can still be vaguely heard.

On the other side, Dumbledore had drawn out his wand again and waved it like a whip – a long, thin flame emerged from the tip of the wand, wrapping around Voldemort’s body like a thorn.

For an instant, it seemed that Dumbledore had controlled his opponent, but the match rope was immediately affected by another transformation spell and turned into a flaming snake. It quickly swam down from Voldemort’s body, hissed viciously, and faced him. Dumbledore.

Voldemort disappeared, and the snake reared up on the floor and lunged toward Dumbledore.

Immediately, a green flame exploded in the air above Dumbledore’s head, and Voldemort’s figure reappeared. From top to bottom, another green light flew out from Voldemort’s wand and shot towards Dumbledore. Bullido.

At the same time, the poisonous snake also launched an offensive——

At the critical moment, golden-red fire flashed, and the phoenix Fawkes suddenly flew above Dumbledore’s head. The bird’s beak opened wide and swallowed the green light of the death curse in one gulp.

It burst into flames, fell to the floor, and returned to its small, wrinkled form of infancy.

At the same time, Dumbledore waved his wand vigorously and vigorously – the fire snake was thrown high into the air and disappeared into a plume of smoke.

Immediately afterwards, endless water poured out from several doors above, forming a cocoon like glass water, wrapping Voldemort inside.

In the blink of an eye, only a black, rippling, faceless figure of Voldemort shimmered, dimly trapped in the water prison…

Just when Dumbledore and Dracula were tied up by different things, a crazy young man with blond hair entered the Death Hall of the Department of Mysteries at some point.

The ropes around the Death Eaters were quietly untied, and the battle seemed to have returned to its original state…

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