Hogwarts 1991

Chapter 592 Blood and Flesh The Creeping World

"Even you... Albus Dumbledore! You can't stop me now!"

Tilton hissed.

Its eyeless face was facing them directly.

McGuffin could even feel that the two eyeballs on the top of his head, which covered the sky and the sun, were getting hotter and hotter.

Dumbledore smiled, and said calmly, "Tom! You are still the same... you are only interested in those seemingly powerful magic and spells... but you ignore the most essential things."

"what!"

Tilton asked with a grin.

It became more and more out of shape, the densely packed fangs began to be arranged in circles in that mouth.

The nostrils became two slits just like the main body.

The naked female body was elongated in an instant, almost three to four times as tall as several people, and the limbs became dry and thin, as if only the skin was left sticking to the bones.

Dumbledore frowned and watched Tilton's change. He tidied up the neckline, and the original Muggle windbreaker stretched into a black and red robe and cloak.

He drew his own Elder Wand from his pocket.

Tilton didn't stop Dumbledore's movements. It seemed that she was very confident that she would definitely keep them all in this treacherous red world.

She laughed at Dumbledore unhurriedly, "Albus...what? I overlooked something...is it some kind of love or something?"

"You have said it for so many years, then prove it in front of me today!"

Said, it laughed.

The laughter was piercing and piercing, extremely penetrating.

"Just right, right in front of your students... Let me see what kind of power love has!"

"Unfortunately, Harry Potter is not here! Otherwise, it would be more perfect..."

After finishing speaking, the tall monster named Tilton in front of McGuffin waved his palm.

The ground had already melted into a puddle of fleshy slime, and the countless worms wriggling on it all gathered in the air and merged... into a long cane covered with pustules.

That thing...that thing, looks like a magic wand.

Tilton smiled ferociously, and her slender and skinny claws gently brushed the pustules on the cane.

The disgusting pustules burst open one after another like soap bubbles, splashing corrosive blood, revealing bloody eyeballs inside.

Thousands of blood eyes suddenly stopped after frantically turning, and began to stare at them and the group.

"Let's get started...show me what you're capable of! Albus!" screamed Tilton.

It rushed straight up.

Waving that magic wand, it slammed down like a hammer.

In an instant, that magic wand... no, I don't know how to describe it anyway.

It turned into a flail made of flesh and blood, and was thrown over like a telescopic spring.

The tip of the battle at the end turned into a blood cell full of tentacles almost instantly.

Surprise them in a way that lowers people's sanity.

Dumbledore pointed with his wand, and the ground in front of them immediately raised a thick wall to defend them in front.

--boom!

The walls collapsed and crumbled, and the fallen stones flew everywhere.

At this time, Dumbledore had already taken the three of them and moved back to a place several hundred meters away.

--boom!

The aimless monster Tilton didn't stop. Its huge blood eyes floating in the sky could see everything. After breaking through the wall, it swung the flesh wand in a big stride and rushed over in a straight line.

That weird wand turns into a long whip for a while, and a long stick for a while... ever-changing, weird and unpredictable.

If it's just that... it's fine.

But the most important thing is... the bloody eyeballs on the cane, and the wriggling touch are obviously attached to some kind of terrible magic. Every time it touches the ground, soil and stones, it turns into some kind of flesh and mucus.

Afterwards, the flesh and blood surged and tumbling into various grotesque living corpse monsters like melted chocolate.

After Dumbledore moved them away from the most dangerous place, he rushed up with Moody.

Shir!
This is getting more and more exaggerated!

McGuffin groaned inwardly.

He just waved his wand, and burned the eight-legged head monster that rushed towards it with a piercing screaming sound... just like that.

He simply doesn't know now, is this still HP's world?

Why is it getting more and more outrageous, it feels like it has become some kind of horror game.

"Chi-chi-chi-"

Before he could catch his breath, some monsters flew over with flapping wings.

"Shen Feng has no shadow!"

McGuffin waved his wand again, and split a skinless flesh-and-blood monster in front of them that looked like a fusion of a bat and an owl into two halves from the sky, and the flesh and blood splattered all over the ground.

After struggling to clear those monsters, McGuffin had time to look at Dumbledore, the place where Moody and the monster Tilton fought.

Now, McGuffin couldn't get into the battlefield of the three of them at all.

To be honest, he really didn't want to enter it.

Too dangerous!

Tilton swung his deformed wand of flesh, smashing it around... and the thing turned into a whip from time to time, into a hook, into a fishing net...

A monster of a monster.

Even an extremely dangerous magical animal like the three-headed dog of the fire dragon probably won't be able to withstand it once or twice.

It's just that it's okay, but just like what McGuffin saw before, that weird wand is attached to some kind of magic that McGuffin doesn't know or understand at all.

It is like a constant 'Flesh Transfiguration'.

Every time it hits the ground, the stones and soil it throws out will turn it into a puddle of slime, and then under Tilton's order, various strange-shaped monsters will emerge.

Huge living corpses with tangled muscles like giants; hideous giant dragons flying in the air like scaleless dragons; long snakes with earthworms winding on the ground... Not to mention these extremely huge monsters with a certain degree of evil intelligence that can cooperate to attack Dumbledore and Moody.

Just like the monster that rushed over to attack McGuffin and the others, although it was low-quality and small, it was also extremely difficult to deal with.

And those who take various animal shapes... mixed together are weird hybrids, and there are countless alien species, just like waves of the sea.

'Isn't this coming again? '

Roar!
Accompanied by the more intense drumbeats and bells in the air... Some monsters with only one human thigh and huge eyeballs just broke through Dumbledore's line of defense and rushed over.

McGuffin hadn't seen clearly what the situation on the battlefield was like, and he wanted to get rid of these strange species in order to survive.

He shielded Flake Bryce next to him behind him.

This poor Muggle still can't believe it... the scene where Dumbledore became alive.

And now, the blood-red world gradually turned into flesh, which shocked Fleck's only remaining nerve, causing his sanity to collapse to the extreme.

But within the scope of his ability, McGuffin had to protect the Muggle.

On the one hand, this Muggle is also a life. On the other hand, after all, the old fox has always advertised himself as a love and pacifist. In front of him, it is better for the McGuffin to behave in the camp of lawful good.

Chirp chirp chirp, da da da da!
The one-legged monster with a disgusting and terrifying appearance blinked its huge eyeball and made a cry that didn't match it.

When he got close to the McGuffin, he realized that this monster had two strong organs on each side of its flanks.

That strange cry came from there.

Boom!Boom!Boom!
Dozens of muscular thighs surrounded the McGuffin and the temporarily dumbfounded Muggle.

The huge eyeballs at the top of them stared at the MacGuffin.

Then, they jumped into the air together and smashed down.

"Fractured!"

"Passed out!"

Obviously, this kind of spell that normally deals with complete creatures has no effect on this kind of monster.

- Boom!

Gravel splashed everywhere, and a large hole was opened where McGuffin and Fleck had stayed.

Those dozens of thighs sank straight into the ground.

Even this kind of ridiculous-looking monster is cruel and ruthless. They and McGuffin and others are two sides of immortality.

And how could something created by Voldemort be harmless?

Boom! --boom!

- Boom!

When the monster cracked the ground, jumped up from the cracked hole, and attacked again,
"Burning fire!"

A stream of golden flames spewed out from the tip of the MacGuffin's spell, temporarily forcing the monsters back.

To be honest, he really didn't want to use 【Fiendfire Curse】.

Although he has mastered this spell to the [mastery] stage, it stands to reason that he can cast it smoothly.

But the biggest difference between ancient magic and modern magic is the uncontrollability of spellcasting.If the wand backfired, it would be... sure game over for the McGuffin.

As a last resort, he still wanted to avoid using these ancient magics.

And on the main battlefield over there, Dumbledore relied on these ordinary spells and his extremely skillful... It can even be said to be almost miraculous transformation technique to play tricks on the monster Tilton.

Even those huge monsters, he can directly and forcibly turn into a rabbit or a hedgehog.

Although only temporarily.

But Moody, who can only interfere from the side, obviously can't do it at all.

But even so, McGuffin could see the predicament on their side.

For Tilton, it can summon those strange flesh and blood monsters almost endlessly.

And even Dumbledore has limited magic and mana.

Under the circumstances that Tilton's monster cannot be destroyed at once, as time goes by, sooner or later...they will be dragged to death by the tide of monsters.

Dumbledore should be able to see this, so he doesn't know what he is still dawdling about here.

It stands to reason that his ability is more than that.

McGuffin thought extremely anxiously.

With a wave of his hand, he threw the rushing thigh monster away from them into the distance.

Then, jumping and jumping over... There are a lot of half-fish, half-frog monsters like ant swarms, and they are burned into coke with ordinary flames.

But it was Tilton, the monster who was impatient first.

McGuffin, he saw... It came to a sudden stop surrounded by Dumbledore and Moody.

Yangtian let out a strange cry.

Violently thrust the flesh wand in his hand back into itself... the naked and skinny chest full of bloody worms wriggling and spreading.

The monster's body and the flesh wand were sticking to each other, and thousands of worms were tearing at each other. The flesh and blood on Tilton's body were tangled... gathered together, and then turned into a huge bloody sphere, like... like an eyeball that has not yet opened.

At the same time, the bloody curtain above the sky began to writhe and crawl like a sea of ​​flesh and blood.

Those tentacles stretched straight down, twisted wildly, and grew wildly fast...

boom! boom! boom!
Accompanied by the deafening sound, these extremely huge tentacles, like the tentacles of a narrow mountain peak, began to stretch down from the sky one by one, straight to the ground.

It is connected to the earth like a blood column.

It is like a blood vessel in a living creature.

There was a loud grunt grunt grunt... It kept swelling, like a blood vessel pulsating, constantly agitating.

This piece of land turned flesh extremely quickly.

This extremely evil change quickly followed the connection of those blood pillars...accelerated and violently changed.

The two curved narrow eyes in the sky, like two blood-colored crescents, are beginning to shed a rich red light.

Corresponding to all this at the same time, the bloody eyeballs transformed into by the monster Tilton also began to open a little bit.

Although I don't know what will happen next, it will definitely not be a good thing.

Snapped!
After a crisp crackling sound, Dumbledore and Moody instantly moved to McGuffin's side.

"So it's this! His choice..."

Dumbledore let out a long breath, as if the situation had given him some relief.

"Professor, don't sigh here... If there is any magic, hurry up and use it?"

"Personally, I've had enough!"

Even an iron-blooded Auror like Moody is about to lose his mind,

It is conceivable that these changes...have an impact on other people.

"Alright alright!"

"McGuffin, get out your wand!"

"what!"

McGuffin froze.

"I don't think you've forgotten it? At school... when Mr. Ollivander tested your wand, the experiment we had? That little probe..."

"Could it be?"

"That's right, this is the reflection of our world, a gap between two world space dimensions..."

"Riddle, the soul fragment, has almost completely controlled this boundary...so even without a magic wand, without a wizard's body...you can do this, it's almost a whole new world."

"I have to say that Tom is the most gifted student I have ever met. He is always talented in this area. He can learn any magic that is accessible to him very quickly, and develop it to an extreme that I can't reach... But, is it also true that these dazzling powers confuse his eyes, making him unable to see more important things behind?"

"Do you love?"

McGuffin looked at the "bloody" world in front of him, and he really couldn't see any "love and sincere and pure emotion" behind it!
Dumbledore chuckled, "No, it's the essence of magic...it's us...and the connection between casting magic and the world...that's the most important thing."

"Professor Albus, Albert...now is not the time to teach." Moody directly interrupted the conversation between the two with a blunt tone.

"Look around? ... When can we end this?"

The eyeball transformed by Tilton was already half-opened, and the wave of rotting and wriggling flesh and blood on the ground was about to spread over and devour them.

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