The Rise of the Muggles at Hogwarts

Chapter 222 Killing that Voldemort (3)

Dumbledore stepped forward quickly and took the locket in his hand.

Feeling the cold and evil magic coming from his hands, he confirmed that it was different from the last fake.

"You shouldn't be holding such a dangerous thing." The principal stared at Anthony sternly, his eyes full of warning.This was the first time he looked at Anthony with this look, "You should have informed me earlier, Anthony. Although you are very smart, you shouldn't be hesitant about this kind of thing."

"Professor, I have a way to destroy it."

"A way? What way?" Dumbledore stared at him with his blue eyes, as if he could see through his mind at a glance.

A child's stubbornness.There were ripples in his heart, from dissatisfaction with Anthony to disappointment.

"Some powerful magic spells can do it, such as the Fire Curse." He said, "But that magic is difficult to control, so I suggest using legendary magic weapons to destroy it."

Legendary magic weapon?

Hearing the sound, Dumbledore first thought of the Sword of Gryffindor. Anthony was a frequent visitor to his office and it was not surprising that he had seen that sword.

But unfortunately, the Sword of Gryffindor could not collect Horcruxes, so he tried.

"Just in time, we have a legendary weapon at hand." Anthony grinned slightly, and then looked for Hermione in the crowd.

"Hermione" he waved and asked Hermione, who was standing next to Professor McGonagall, to come over.

"what happened?"

Dumbledore's eyes fell on her, and Hermione ran over without any hesitation.

"Are you carrying that sword?" Anthony frowned and asked uncertainly. After all, no one would carry a sword with them.

"Um - I have it with me." With that said, under Anthony's shocked eyes, Hermione fumbled in her pocket for a long time, and finally took out a gorgeous little sword that was only about the length of a thumb.

Seeing this, Dumbledore's face turned dark. These naughty children were really acting up. Are they making fun of him, the principal?

No matter how you look at it, Hermione's hand is just a handicraft, a Muggle creation. It has no magic fluctuations at all, and it is not even a magical creation.How could something like this destroy a Horcrux!

"Of course I carry it with me. If such a valuable thing is lost, I will be guilty." Hermione took out her wand, pointed at the small handicraft sword in her hand, and recited the magic spell: "Grow big quickly. .”

The expansion spell instantly acted on the small sword in her hand, and in a few breaths, the sword suddenly returned to its normal size.

"No - why? What's the truth? It's not scientific - no - it's not magical!" Anthony yelled in frustration, looking at the Sword in the Stone in Hermione's hand in disbelief.

You must know that the more powerful a magical weapon is, the stronger its nature is. For example, the Sword of Gryffindor will never be affected by the shrinking curse, the expansion curse, and the cutting curse.

Because this conflicts with the concept of making it. The premise of making magic weapons is that wizards do not want to see their weapons affected by magic spells. How could the Sword in the Stone, the most famous magic weapon, be shrunk by a shrinking spell?

"Don't look at me, I don't know." Hermione spread her hands. Of course she knew the reason why legendary weapons were strong, but that was the fact.She waved her magic wand and the sword changed accordingly.

"Forget it, we will discuss this issue later, ahem! Professor, can you give me the locket?"

Look, the two naughty children are still 'acting' in front of him. Dumbledore's cheeks are already a little stiff. It seems that Grindelwald is right. He is so tolerant towards these little wizards that they can He deceived himself, the principal.

Even now, they still don’t know how to repent!

"Take it!" The principal handed the locket to Anthony again. He wanted to see how long this kid could continue to act.

Anthony, who got the locket, pulled Hermione over and said softly: "When I open the locket from now on, just aim and stab it. Remember to stab it and don't chop it."

As he spoke, he waved Slytherin's locket in front of Hermione's eyes a few times, "This is a treasure that is more than 1000 years old. Let's see if we can keep it."

"I understand." The little witch held the sword in both hands and nodded solemnly.

"Harry come over here, look at it, and the snake language says 'open'." Then Anthony pulled Harry over again and thrust the locket into his hand.

A confused Harry held the locket.

But this was not the first time he was instructed by Anthony to speak snake language. He stared at the little snake on the box and a hissing sound came from his mouth.

"Hiss~ hit~ open..."

With just a "click" sound, the locket slowly opened like a music box.

Immediately afterwards, a thick black smoke overflowed from the locket.

Harry was startled and quickly dropped the locket on the ground.

The box that fell to the ground twitched crazily, and then more smoke came out of it. The smoke gathered upwards, and slowly a figure emerged from the smoke.

"I have seen everything, child." The bald, snake-eyed Voldemort, wearing a black robe, looked at several young wizards arrogantly and said, "What do you want? Strength, power, glory, I can give it to you." you."

The sudden change really frightened the wizards present.

Fortunately, the people standing here were all members of the Order of the Phoenix, so there was no sign of panic.

Moody took the lead in drawing out his wand and pointed it at Voldemort, protecting an academic wizard who was not good at fighting behind him, and Xiaotianxing was naturally aware of the situation here.

Seeing that his enemy was extremely jealous, he quickly took out his wand and came to Harry, "Get away" he said.

He looked directly at Voldemort with angry eyes, and a hint of ridicule appeared on his face: "The crawlers in the sewers will only hide in cold places, and they will have a hard time surviving!"

"Sirius?" Voldemort, who was in the black mist state, obviously paused in speaking. He did not expect that Sirius would open his Horcrux.

However, it didn't care. First of all, the Horcrux was extremely strong and he didn't think Sirius had the ability to destroy it. In addition, he had quite high confidence in his Legilimency.

"The wanderer of the Black family! Why, do you want to return to the family and return to the glory of pure blood?" Voldemort still whispered: "Don't be ashamed, the great Dark Lord will forgive all your previous sins."

His voice is full of temptation, and as time goes by, this temptation is growing exponentially.

Apparently, Voldemort was casting Legilimency on all of them.

However, this does not include Dumbledore and Anthony.

"Tom?" Dumbledore looked at Voldemort in the black mist with complicated emotions.

"Dumbledore?" Voldemort's snake eyes narrowed slightly. He obviously did not expect Dumbledore to appear here.

"Hermione, what are you waiting for? Stab him!" Anthony yelled.

The voice brought Hermione back from her dazed state. After regaining consciousness, she quickly raised the sword in the stone in her hand, took aim, and stabbed the locket fiercely with her eyes closed.

"puff"

The sound that sounded like it was piercing into flesh and blood suddenly came out, and a huge hole appeared in the black mist-like Voldemort.

Then, Hermione didn't hesitate and stabbed him several times.

"How dare you!" The illusive Voldemort lowered his body ferociously to stop her, but before she could reach out his hand, Dumbledore was already in front of him.

"Dumbledore!!!" He screamed in pain, "Damn it! You deserve to die!!"

In this way, Voldemort, who had no ability to resist, finally turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared.

"boom!"

The moment Voldemort disappeared, Harry also fell to the ground. He clutched his forehead in pain, and beads of sweat appeared on his face.

"Harry, are you okay!" Sirius hurried over to check Harry's status.

I saw him panting heavily, his little face was pale.It's as if everything that just happened happened to him.

"I'm fine." Harry said in a low voice, reluctantly, "It's just that my forehead hurts."

"Forehead?" Sirius frowned, and his thoughts drifted to Hogwarts Castle. After he got rid of the suspicion, Dumbledore once said that Harry might be one of Voldemort's Horcruxes, although it was only Guess, but very likely.

At first, he didn't believe this speculation at all.But what Dumbledore said made sense, and coupled with the various mysteries surrounding Harry, he had to believe this hypothesis.

Now it seems that Dumbledore's guess is likely to be correct.

Voldemort's soul may indeed exist in Harry's body.

"Harry!" Hermione also walked over cautiously, but after seeing Harry's expression gradually calming down, she let out a brief sigh of relief.

"Just rest for a while." The old principal looked at Hermione in disbelief. He didn't understand why the ordinary weapons in the hands of this little witch could destroy Horcruxes?

Not only him, but two other old people also gathered around, one of them was Ms. Atropos.

While everyone was 'surrounding' Hermione, Anthony's attention was entirely focused on the locket. He bent down and picked it up from the ground.

Just at the moment of contact, he clearly felt that there was a magic power on this locket.

Unlike Voldemort, who is cold and evil.

That magical power is even more ancient, with a heavy sense of history.

Sure enough, just as he thought, the treasures left by the four founders definitely had other uses, but he didn't know what the original purpose of this locket was, huh!Take it back and study it.

"Ms. Granger, the sword in your hand..." The old principal looked at the sword in Hermione's hand with confusion. He clearly did not feel any magic fluctuations from the sword.

"Hermione, show the sword to the professor!" Anthony put the locket back into his pocket as if nothing had happened, and said with a smile, his eyes blinking at Hermione with crazy hints.

"Um..." Although she already guessed what Anthony meant, Hermione still subconsciously handed the sword in her hand to Dumbledore.Perhaps in her heart, she also wanted to know if Dumbledore could lift the sword in the stone.

The ruby-encrusted sword hilt was slowly handed over from Hermione's hand to Dumbledore's.

Everything was fine at first, but the moment Hermione's fingers left the hilt of the sword.

A huge force of gravity suddenly occurred for no reason. Dumbledore, who was caught off guard, let go of his grip and the sword fell to the ground.

"Can't the professor pick it up too?"