Hogwarts 1991

Chapter 690 First Pillar ([-])
——There is not much time left for him.

thought Albus Dumbledore.

——Before the situation deteriorates, he must win the most favorable situation for Harry and McGuffin.

His mortal body, even though it has reached an immortal state by relying on magical power beyond the limits of human wizards, it can no longer hold on now.

He knew that very well.

Dumbledore could feel the lumps of flesh in his chest, the viscera were constantly wriggling and gathering...he could feel...as the magic power that didn't belong to him continued to pour into the blood, these fleshy tissues seemed to have their own consciousness.

The pollution is getting worse, and we must act quickly to find a way to deal with Riddle.

——At least break the cycle of the ritual, destroy a pillar, and provide Harry and the others with a breakthrough to kill Voldemort.

Dumbledore made up his mind, and he raised the Elder Wand to Voldemort.

hiss!
The blurred figures of the two Voldemorts gradually merged into... [Jörmungandr]'s slimy flesh film whose scales had been stripped off.

Those exploded and erected scales swayed with the crawling pink tentacles, forming a huge snake-like face without nostrils.

There were two faces on the left and right, split like two masks, one male and one female, old and young...the faces of Riddle and Nagia.

This huge and weird figure is composed of countless wriggling tentacles, and there are cracks full of fine teeth at the end of the tentacles.

Thick mist spewed out there continuously, and the mist was very strange, colorful and colorful.

The mist floated upwards, sweeping towards Dumbledore.

At the same time, there was a snake-like hissing sound from the snake face pattern,

The fellow Voldemort was laughing wildly.

"Albus... You bastard, look at yourself now? What's the difference between you and me..." Voldemort taunted, and the fog began to approach Dumbledore.

Dumbledore said nothing, he pointed his wand to the sky.

"Cloud—come—"

"Ray—come—"

After a few Chinese mantras sounded,

【Jomengard】A black whirlwind began to blow above that huge, illusory figure.

Dense layers of clouds and mist, with moist water vapor... mixed together with the mist summoned by Voldemort in an irresistible momentum.

Then, dense thunderbolts burst suddenly and sounded.

The mist was suddenly split and leaked out of the cracks.

Boom-boom-

Voldemort's huge serpentine face was blown to pieces by the thunder in a short time.

The vertical scales exposed by [Jomungard] splashed everywhere, and the original tender flesh became scorched black, and those wriggling tentacles... were burnt to black and shriveled by lightning, lying twisted on the 'ground'.

"Wind—come—"

The gust of wind suddenly rose, sending out a depressing and huge roar.

huh-huh-

The strange mist formed by the fusion of black and colorful was wiped out almost instantly.

Dumbledore slowly fell to the fleshy floor.

It's a mess here,
The two incarnations of Voldemort had long since disappeared, and even the surviving fragments of the Tree of Flesh were gone.

There is only a "black hole" with scorched black scabs on the surface, which suddenly popped up and stood there.

It is beating, wriggling, like life, slowly flowing out breaths.

It brought a slight chill to Dumbledore's body, and he felt cold all over his body, and goose bumps surged all over his body.

It must lead to the inside of [Jörmungandr]'s body.

Albus Dumbledore understood that Voldemort had placed his most important possession in the body of [Jomungard].

The Dark Lord was inviting himself inside, and must have set a trap.

After touching the [Pupil of Flesh Red] on his finger, Dumbledore stepped into the meat cave and moved towards the body of [Jomungard].

There was a fishy smell wafting inside, which was obviously a snake smell.

Dumbledore picked up his pace and walked forward.

"Albus!"

On the membrane wall of the meat cave, various faces of Voldemort were engraved from time to time, as well as his mixed male and female taunting and mocking sounds.

And along the way, there are all kinds of dangerous and deadly magic traps.

The sudden closure of the flesh wall, the attack of an acidic slime monster, the death curse of green light shot from a distance, the appearance of huge winding tentacles, the venom mist that covered the entire passage, and the magical disorder of the surrounding environment...

These are not the most dangerous. The most dangerous thing is the disorder of time. Just walking into that area, Dumbledore's body began to age rapidly. If he hadn't used the [Flesh Eye·Red] and World Tree power again, he might not be able to resist the curse of time.

Soon, Dumbledore came to a huge space with red light.

To say it is red light, it is better to say that it is the bloody light formed by the intersection of life and magic power.

Layers of wrinkled meat membranes, and swaying giant fluff... are the edges of this 'space'.

Even a wizard like Dumbledore couldn't look directly at those magic lights or [Jomungarde]'s body for a long time.

Even though the wisdom of the soul of this ancient god...may have been obliterated in that near-eternal time, its existence is beyond the reach of mortal wizards.

Dumbledore stepped on the shaking meat membrane and moved forward step by step.

There are piles of meat piled up everywhere along the way, and the terrifying and huge magic power gathers on those meat pieces. They are like the cleaners here... moving slowly to clean up—the acidic mucus falling from the sky, and those absorbed magic power accumulations.

By the way, above the farthest part of this space, there is a huge hole, and wisps of dark green magic power... are absorbed in, gathered into a huge ball of magic power that freezes into a solid shape, rolling continuously in the entire space of the 'meat cave'.

As long as these magical polymers collide slightly, an extremely terrifying explosion will occur, and a terrifying surge of magic power will be triggered.

Therefore, in some kind of huge organ in this [Jörmungandr], there are explosions happening all the time... and strange magic formed by the convergence and fusion of magic power flows...

Strong wind, colorful fog, smelly miasma that melts everything, time reversal, or accelerated time flow, space splitting... some kind of alienated malicious transformation... These situations are also fatal and troublesome for Dumbledore.

However, apart from these abnormal magic phenomena, there is more of some kind of brutal magic pollution.

They invaded all the time, interfering with the magic power in Dumbledore's body.

All of this made Dumbledore move slowly and carefully.

Fortunately, although Voldemort stole a little power from [Jörmungandr], he couldn't go deep into this meat cave when there were fatal dangers everywhere.

His possession - the triangular tree of flesh and blood with only one wall left, was only moved to a position very close to here.

Dumbledore hadn't gone very far before he saw the two Voldemort avatars and what was left of the tree.

"Albus! I didn't expect you to be so stupid, this will be your burial place!"

A hissing sound came from one of Voldemort's mouths.

"Maybe? But you won't survive either..."

After Dumbledore finished speaking coldly, he waved his wand, and a spray of water sprayed out.

Those water flows... formed a huge vortex in the shape of a millstone in the sky above, and swept towards the wreckage of the strange tree.

The magic flow between him and Voldemort, the huge pieces of meat, and the acidic slime, all kinds of mixed magic phenomena...all were wiped out.

Voldemort suddenly let out a roar, and the strange tree behind him squirmed quickly, spraying out colorful light mist.

With the appearance of colored mist, the tsunami-like water mist began to flow slowly, then stopped... and then reversed, like a backward progress bar, directly disappearing into the tip of Dumbledore's wand.

The mist of light began to approach the wand, winding towards Dumbledore.

Obviously, after coming into the body of [Jomungard], Voldemort can steal more mana.

Dumbledore snorted and slapped his palm, a faint transparent air flow lingered around him, and this air flow repelled the light mist from approaching.

He himself took advantage of this opportunity to quickly back up a few steps, avoiding the approach of the light and mist.

Fortunately, the moving speed of the light and mist is not fast, and it can still be avoided without close and direct contact.

Dumbledore raised his hand and raised his wand, observing the tip of the old wand,

——There is a thin layer of mist wrapped around there.

Under that layer of light and mist, the tip of the wand no longer had that old trace, but instead had the black and bright color of a brand new wand.

Its color is completely different from the color of the body.

Dumbledore tried to wave his wand, and there were various changes in the spell cast.

The spell of summoning water directly turned into calling fire, and the tip of the wand was filled with smoke, and various small explosions continued to appear, interfering with the operation of his own magic power.

hum!
With a flash of red light, Voldemort's curse came attacking like a shadow, and a circular ring of light seemed to be cut by a sharp weapon, rotating at high speed and shooting towards this side.

It's like cutting Dumbledore into meat sauce.

Dumbledore stomped his feet and rolled back quickly, avoiding this offensive.

laugh!
At the same time, he aroused all the magic power in his body, and there were bursts of smoke and screams from the wand.

After evading several attacks from Voldemort, it was considered that the Elder Wand was restored to normal.

But at this moment, those fogs of light...had surrounded Dumbledore from top to bottom, in all directions,

The old version of Voldemort hid on the edge of the mist, laughing wildly.

"You're finished! Dumbledore...after I've ground you into a pulp and fed it to the worms...I'll see...if you'll survive?" he screamed loudly.

Several round wheels glowing red emitted from him, screaming and spinning around, surrounding Dumbledore.

On the edge of the light mist in all directions, there are magics in the form of illusory poisonous snakes, spitting out venom... Hissing and screaming, waiting for an opportunity to attack.

Dumbledore didn't say much, he looked at the fog surrounding him with some trepidation.

He took a few steps back suddenly, avoiding the sudden attack of those round wheels, and then rushed forward, rushing towards Voldemort with incredible speed.

And after a golden light emanated from his body,
Dumbledore quietly appeared next to the old Voldemort in an instant, reaching out to grab his face.

And his thick arm suddenly stretched two or three feet like rubber.

puff!
Caught off guard, the Dark Lord was grabbed by the head.

The arm retracts and returns to its original shape.

--what!

Voldemort was thrown directly behind Dumbledore,

hum! ——

The round wheel passed by, dripping with blood, splashing pieces of meat, and the Dark Lord was directly smashed into two halves.

This guy was thrown flying, and the lower body that fell on the ground...was stirred up by the round wheel almost instantly and collapsed into a pile, bloody and bloody.
Bai Sensen's bones were shortened into several pieces, protruding sharply from the pile of meat residue.

And Voldemort's head and upper body, after a few panting breaths, turned into a mist of light, disappeared from Dumbledore's hand, and merged into the mist.

"really--"

Dumbledore was not surprised by this at all, he stared ahead very calmly.

The old bee took out a [Time Converter] from his robe again, carefully dumped the sand in it into the air, and slowly used his magic wand...to condense it into a stream of sand grains in the air, and scrape it forward.

Those Shashuo are advancing slowly in mid-air,

As they move, the surrounding light and mist are gradually absorbed into the grains of sand,
The size of the sand began to gradually expand, the light and mist dissipated, and then a passage appeared in front of Dumbledore.

The remains of the strange tree are at the end.

Nagia Voldemort stood there, and the old Dark Lord slowly re-emerged in a haze of light, unharmed.

Even the handprint that Dumbledore had scratched his head earlier... was gone.

"The power of time...reboot itself! Amazing, Riddle! Is this the result of your stealing the power of [Jomungard]?"

said Dumbledore loudly, stepping closer.

Voldemort was not pleased by the compliment,
The faces of the two Dark Lords were extremely gloomy, and their red eyes were wide open.

"I didn't want to use such power at first...I underestimated you, Albus!" The strange mixed voices of men and women came out from their mouths at the same time. (That voice is like the dryad grandma in "A Chinese Ghost Story")
Voldemort was at the time when Dumbledore was on guard against the poisonous snakes turned into smoke.

The old version of the Dark Lord had Nagia Voldemort cut off both of his arms directly.

Then, this guy actually lowered his head and began to swallow his own arms with big mouthfuls,

In just five or six seconds, the two arms were completely eaten away until only two skeleton arm bones remained.

It was white and clean... not a single trace of blood was left.

After licking the dripping blood from his lips, Voldemort began to use a Parseltongue and an inexplicable and strange singing voice... and began to cast spells.

"It is... eyeless... nothingness... for which time stands still...all things, all deeds, all things in the world come from it...it is everything, it is reincarnation...it is infinity..."

"It stands above all things .

The avatar of Nagia stood by to block Dumbledore's attack.

"...the power summoned to you here..."

"...Ouroboros!"

With the sound of Voldemort's spell, the entire huge fleshy organ began to shake violently with the spell,

(End of this chapter)