Hogwarts 1991

Chapter 681 Yemengard ([-])

It was only then that McGuffin realized that the blood-colored rays of light pouring down from the sky were originally blocked by the giant python above his head.

The thing seemed larger than the tallest and most majestic mountain peaks, and it stretched its colossal form across the sky.

The black-gray scales did not reflect a ray of light, and the fine scales on the abdomen slowly squirmed, exuding a magical power far more terrifying than Voldemort's.

No one else could even perceive the monster.

Although this thing has been swimming above their sky, no one has discovered it...

Do not!
McGuffin suddenly remembered Dumbledore's previous actions, and he also wore [Curse of Echo Blue].

He must have seen this thing!

Before long, Albert thought about it, a sharp and unpleasant sound suddenly broke his meditation.

hold head high! --Wow!

At this time, a hairless strange bird with wings covered with a layer of meat film flew up from the army of living corpses, and flew towards the McGuffin with strange screams.

"roll!"

He snarled angrily, waved his wand directly and cast a freezing spell,
The thing fell directly to the ground and exploded to pieces.

McGuffin didn't even have time to carefully examine the writing that appeared on the parchment system.

Except for dealing with the monsters that kept attacking, his remaining attention...has been completely occupied by the shadow that covers the sky above the sky...

what is that! !

How did that thing appear—

Although Harry once gave McGuffin a detailed description of the nightmare he saw from Voldemort's mind.

but--

McGuffin looked up again, and saw the entire sky... the huge ancient snake that completely covered the entire battlefield.

This is what the system said earlier——

Old gods?
But even if the other party is Voldemort, it is impossible for him to control this kind of thing.

Before he could think about it, the ear-piercing howl suddenly sounded... A werewolf got rid of the entanglement of the Auror below, climbed the outer wall of the tower directly, and jumped in front of the McGuffin.

With a breath full of fishy smell, following the roar... and the spit star directly rushed to McGuffin's face.

Instantly he woke up with anger.

I'm so-

"Albus?... Ha! It's true... Lord Voldemort will reward me..."

The werewolf first looked suspiciously at Dumbledore's old muscular appearance. After stopping for a while, his eyes revealed greedy and crazy gazes. After a vague growl with his big tongue, he flew towards McGuffin and the others. (This guy can actually stay sane)
The sharp claws and fangs shone coldly, and the yellow disgusting mucus between the lips...splashed a line in the air.

"Shiri!"

McGuffin snarled, waved his wand, and pointed at the guy.

The werewolf was immediately pinned in mid-air.

Constantly struggling in vain.

While the MacGuffin was casting a spell, he heard the whispers of magic again, the humming of wands...they were longing, whispering unknown whispers in his ears telling him...how to cast spells.

Follow your intuition.

McGuffin firmly believed in his own thoughts——

These monsters must be dealt with once and continuously!

--what!

With the roar of the McGuffin, the blood of the werewolf trapped in mid-air spurted... like a crushed pomegranate... bit by bit, it was squeezed into a ball of meat.

Bones, fangs, fur, flesh, internal organs... even the brain... are making creepy and terrifying noises.

Then, McGuffin directly created the meat ball in this way.

This scene obviously frightened some other intelligent monsters... Vampires, werewolves, and even trolls deliberately attacked other places in the castle corridor, and avoided going here.

Only those living corpses were still screaming non-stop, and surrounded the tower.

They leaned on each other, leaning on each other's bodies, squeezing up like a small hill.

After taking a look, McGuffin swung his wand down forcefully, directing the meat ball pressed by that werewolf to hit the living corpse directly.

The bloody flesh ball was like a sticky ball, or a black hole... continuously sucking and squeezing the living corpses one by one.

After a while, the entire meat ball swelled rapidly, and the corpses of countless living corpses were crushed together. The skull, chest cavity, back, and limbs were all squeezed into a black-red ball.

At this time, it was no longer possible to see any relationship between this thing and the original living corpse.

It glowed with an almost solidified black-red color, and occasionally some white slag marks of bones could be faintly revealed from it.

However, McGuffin didn't care about this. He temporarily treated the living corpses with this magic.Still looking up to the sky, staring at the huge monster——Jormungandr.

call!
The terrifying monster opened its eyes, and the pupils were like two huge weird suns... glowing with a dark green light.

The beam of light shone down.

McGuffin fell into an abyss, his body was frozen and unable to move, he felt his soul, memory... everything was being extracted.

--call!

Yemengade opened his huge mouth, which was full of fangs, placed in the mouth without any rules, layer by layer, circle by circle.

McGuffin saw countless people on the battlefield, men, women, muggles, wizards, even werewolves, vampires, zombies... the magic power of the remnants of the ghost's body turned into thin strings... being sucked into the giant mouth one by one.

Or it can also be said... It is the countless invisible ropes that come out of its mouth, stretching into the body of all things, and imprisoning all things.

boom!
When McGuffin saw all this, the magic line connecting the monster, or the old god (the world python) was cut off.

This may have attracted the attention of the monster in the sky.

It gently poked down those two pairs of incomparably terrifying giant eyes, and directly shone that green gaze towards the tower.

"Take it off!" "Take that ring off! Quick!"

"Hurry up...Albert!"

Suddenly, there was a loud noise, which suddenly rang in McGuffin's ears.

It was Dumbledore, the old muscular guy. This guy directly grabbed the ring from McGuffin's hand.

After that, the giant python in his eyes disappeared.

McGuffin was gasping for breath, almost as if he was going to blow out his lung tubes.

Dumbledore's powerful hands, like iron rings, tightly wrapped around McGuffin's wrist.

"You shouldn't have done this, Albert!"

"You should be aware that now we simply can't directly look at something that is close to the essence of magic..."

As Dumbledore reprimanded, McGuffin realized that on that side of the battlefield, the two parties had temporarily fallen into a low-intensity fighting state.

The collision between the lava flow and the bug swarm has slowly stopped.

They clearly divided the battlefield on the barren plain ahead into two parts.

One part is the separation zone of the insect swarm, and the other part is the area surrounded by lava flows.

The wizards teleported to those wastelands, controlling the huge stone statues on the city wall and those alienated giant living corpses, and kept fighting anxiously in those battlefields.

The transformed Muggle soldiers retreated into the inner city wall and on the platforms of some stone statues... and poured out firepower to prevent the surprise attacks of those monsters.

The whole battle formation presents a difficult situation where there is me in you, and you in me. This situation is difficult to resolve in a short time.

And the incarnation of Voldemort formed by the swarm of insects disappeared without a trace.

I don't know if he was directly broken up during the contest with Dumbledore, or if he saw that there was nothing he could do, he disappeared...

After Dumbledore looked at [Curse of Echo Blue], he handed it back to McGuffin.

"Mr. Albert, please remember... some things, even us wizards... don't go into it, we can't afford this kind of price..."

"Professor, do you know what that is?" McGuffin asked involuntarily as he recalled the... terrifying figure in the sky that seemed to absorb everything.

Dumbledore looked at Sirius who was still fighting in the tower, and only after seeing that there was no one around, he softly uttered a word.

"god!"

"God?" McGuffin's eyes widened.

"God is not the imagination of Muggles... not the kind of puppet that their greedy and arrogant fantasy... can satisfy all their desires."

"It is a symbol handed down from ancient times... It is a kind of indescribable and unimaginable great existence..."

"It has a boundary far beyond ours." Dumbledore said looking up at the darkened sky, which was obviously clear of no clouds.

"In a way, our revived [Golden Tree·World Tree] also exists like this..."

"it?"

McGuffin involuntarily surfaced his world tree seed.

A green light flickered.

Dumbledore took Kun's own arm, sighed and continued, "That's right, the World Tree seems to be one with the old god above, and it is because of this connection that the World Tree was involved in this terrible ceremony, appeared in London, and finally came directly to this strange world together."

"And Voldemort he... I remember Harry telling a story about this thing..." McGuffin asked.

"Well, I know. All that Voldemort is doing now... the terror that destroyed London, and the terrible black magic ceremony... I am afraid that these are closely related to Harry and the old gods in the sky..."

Just as he was speaking, there was a louder explosion sound from the tower wall.

After a while, Mr. Weasley, Sirius, and many Aurors broke through the blockade of the living corpses and came directly in front of McGuffin and Dumbledore.

The topic of McGuffin and Dumbledore can only end here.

I don't know if the old bee has already noticed that it will develop in this way, so he answered his question generously earlier.

but……

McGuffin looked down at the [Curse of Echo Blue] in his hand, and then at the [Pupil of Flesh Red] in Dumbledore's hand,
He always felt that there was some secret hidden in these two rings.

But now is not the time to delve into it.

McGuffin could only suppress the doubts in his heart, and looked up at Black, who was running over in a hurry, and Mr. Weasley.

"Professor Dumbledore...Where did Voldemort go, did he go to Harry's side?"

Black asked Dumbledore again impatiently.

Dumbledore didn't answer, but Mr. Weasley next to him responded quite tiredly,
"Don't worry, Blake... This war has been going on for more than half a year. This is not the first time the mysterious man has appeared, and he will definitely not leave just like that. The last time he appeared..."

"After a while, that guy will start a war with us again..."

After finishing speaking, Mr. Weasley said to Dumbledore again, "Professor Dumbledore, Minister Scrimgeour, and Professor McGonagall have joined Professor Flitwick, and they have moved everything in the Ministry of Magic...to that floating mountain..."

"This should prevent students from being affected by the difference in time flow in this world, right?"

Dumbledore nodded, and said calmly, "That's right, the Ministry of Magic is no longer suitable to stay in place... Thanks to Qi Guohua, the wizard of China's Ninth Religious Management Office, who is here, with his help, we can merge the torn original site of the Ministry of Magic into the entire floating mountain... Only in this way can we solve many difficult problems."

"Well, there are a lot of difficult questions..." He put on that JOJO-style tough face, looked up at the 'existence' above the sky, and muttered to himself thoughtfully.

At this moment, McGuffin and Black had countless questions in their minds, but they didn't know which one to ask first.

For example, this city, this battlefield, Voldemort's purpose... Dumbledore's change... all, all doubts linger in their hearts.

But the war is still going on, and there is no room for them to continue asking.

While the few people were only talking a little, another terrifying change took place on the battlefield below.

The insect swarm formed by those Egyptian brain-eating worms suddenly flapped their wings and flew up, like a sandstorm in the air, sweeping half of the sky and submerging them.

The swarm of insects squirmed, forming a huge terrifying face, which appeared in front of everyone.

Voldemort!
(0o0)

Although it is not precise, it is roughly the appearance of such a skull, like a wax figure of a human face melting... paralyzed on the skull.

Voldemort was occupying half of the sky, the huge face of the swarm, opened his mouth and roared, "Albus...last chance...hand over Harry, remove your protective spell, and evacuate those mudblood wizards, and the bastards...Otherwise...you, all of you will pay the price for this..."

"This is the last chance, I won't tolerate you anymore!"

Dumbledore didn't answer, he just pointed the slightly bent, knuckle-shaped Elder Wand at the sky.

A huge silver light and shadow was summoned, and the silver phoenix spread its wings emitting rumor light, occupying the other half of the sky.

——The silver phoenix was extremely fast, like a thunderbolt... like scissors, it swept across the face of the Dark Lord's swarm.

Amidst the deafening roar of wizards and Muggle soldiers alike,

The huge and terrifying face was directly blasted to pieces.

(Happy New Year!)

(End of this chapter)