Hogwarts 1991

Chapter 696 The Third Pillar ([-])
McGuffin watched as Nagia Voldemort continued to drive the power of [Jomungard], using the power of time... the rebirth kept going back.

But those tentacles and vines seemed to be integrated with her. No matter how she was reborn, her body that re-integrated into the strange tree could not get rid of the countless branches.

Her charming and fair face was covered with ferocity and pain.

From the perspective of magic power, McGuffin perceives... Dumbledore's magic power mixed with the magic power of the World Tree has completely eroded this guy's soul.

This means that no matter how Nagia is resurrected, she cannot get rid of all this.

However, what McGuffin is most concerned about now is... quickly get back the heart that has been dissimilated by magic, and reinstall it in his chest cavity to lift this damn curse.

Moreover, Nagia Voldemort's continuous resurrection through the power of [Jomgarde] is not without cost.

After two or three resurrections, she collapsed in the wall of the strange tree, and despite the erosion of those vines, she remained motionless.It was as if he had lost control of his body.

At this time, the beam of light above the sky gradually disappeared, and the surroundings fell into darkness again.

McGuffin waved his wand, and a faint blue flame jumped out from the tip of the wand, burning slowly in mid-air, illuminating all directions.

Perhaps after the previous collision of light and shadow, the darkness here no longer devours the light.

This ray of light survived, allowing McGuffin to barely see the situation of Nagia Voldemort.

"Voldemort? The Dark Lord... Tom... Riddle... Nagia!"

McGuffin tested each of the fellow's vests, and he whispered cautiously,

But even after saying the Muggle name that Voldemort hated most, she still didn't respond.

Nagia Voldemort was like a sculpture integrated into the wall of flesh and blood, holding the heart stiffly and silently, without any movement.

"Burst front teeth!"

"Hair Removal Curse!"

McGuffin used several wicked and smoldering poisonous curses to attack Nagia.

no response.

After trying several times, McGuffin felt relieved and began to approach Nagia Voldemort slowly.

He carefully approached the glowing red heart in his chest. (This is being held tightly in mid-air by Nakia.)
It's still beating.

He could feel—.

Boom!Boom!Boom——

McGuffin came to the strange tree, and he kept pointing his wand at his heart.

Nagia is like a solidified iron hand, holding it tightly, no matter what McGuffin does, he can't get it off again.

Shir, what a pit!
After spending half a day in vain, McGuffin gave up angrily.

He could only try from another aspect, so he activated the effect of the [Curse of Echo Blue] ring again, immersed in the reverberation of magic power, and kept listening to the reverberation of Dumbledore and World Tree's magic power, trying to prevent them from eroding Nagia Voldemort, at least not to drill a hole in his own heart.

Dumbledore's magic power is mixed with the World Tree's magic power... in the form of [Pupil of Flesh Red]. After they grow continuously, they show a very strange characteristic.

One that fertilizes the magic of all things, one that grows like...a plant.

And the magic power is like having life on its own, with instinctive consciousness.

McGuffin guessed that Nagia Voldemort was not unaware of this situation, but the Elder Wand itself probably possessed Dumbledore's magic power, and it is likely that Dumbledore had implanted his own magic power into her body when the two fought before...

As long as Nagia's heart is full of greed and conceit...she won't give up the Elder Wand, and stop using magic for a while, then she will definitely end up like this.

Dumbledore had seen through Voldemort and knew how a part of the Dark Lord would choose in the end.

Perhaps she thought she could get rid of this situation with the power of [Jomungard] and [Horcrux: Pillar].

But obviously... the current situation has marked her failure.

While thinking about it, McGuffin was extremely meticulous... as if moving forward, he activated the Yggdrasil seedlings in his body to call for the alien magic power in Nagia's body.

A golden-green light slowly rose from the back of McGuffin's head.

The saplings of the World Tree appeared, and at the same time, the vines wrapped around Nagia's body were not wriggling. Their branches trembled, as if echoing, and slowly poked out towards McGuffin's head.

Waving back and forth, it was like whispering.

Holding his breath, McGuffin injected magic power into his World Tree seedling, causing it to broadcast his own will at a frequency...

Let those vines slowly erode Nagia's wrist, let her let go, and let her heart come out.

Right, that is it.

McGuffin stared at Nagia Voldemort's hand that had turned into a statue, and let go a little bit...

He hurriedly stood on tiptoe and stretched out his hand, trying to grab his heart.

But suddenly...he froze his arms, and just stopped in mid-air like that.

— Nagia Voldemort's blood-red eyes opened somehow.

what happened?This guy……

Before McGuffin could figure it out, Nagia Voldemort replied hoarsely.

"It seems that I saved you, a little lunatic, a little life. Come in handy... Come on, restrain the growth of those vines, you who have the World Tree seedlings should be able to do it... Otherwise, I will directly integrate this heart with me, and you will be here today and everything will be turned into a rotten piece of meat, right?"

"Albert...Based on what I know about you, you guys will definitely not do this. Listen to your inner thoughts...Quickly, save me...and save yourself! I will never blame you for your disrespect to me in the past."

Perhaps it was aware that Nagia Voldemort's consciousness had awakened again, and the vines on this guy's body eroded more violently.

Fuck!
McGuffin looked at the heart within reach, and Nagia Voldemort took it back again.

And this guy is really preparing to withdraw his arm from the fleshy wall of the flesh monster tree...

As if if McGuffin hesitated a little, he really planned to die with him.

Seeing this situation, the anger in McGuffin's heart burned up.

After cursing in his heart, he could only follow Nagia Voldemort's method,
However, McGuffin kept an eye out. While suppressing the alien magic power on Nagia through the seedlings of the World Tree, he was stimulating the consciousness and vitality of the magic power itself.

I want to use the ability of [Curse of Echo Blue] to break through the critical point of this magical power.

He didn't know what was going to happen, but it was better than just following orders and letting Nagia Voldemort go.

at least.This is a backhand left by myself.

Seeing that McGuffin could only act according to his own orders, Nagia let out a hoarse and harsh laugh.

Her body was gradually able to move, but even though she knew that Dumbledore's magic power left by the Elder Wand had caused this situation, this guy still clung to the Elder Wand tightly.

She focused her eyes on the stick of fate, and muttered to herself, "I knew that guy Albus Dumbledore would not end his life so easily... It seems that he intends to use his own life for two of mine..."

"...But, how the hell did that guy do it?"

As she said that, she directly mobilized her remaining magic power and wrapped it around the old wand, trying to dispel the magic power left by Dumbledore.

McGuffin, who hadn't waited to see this situation, felt tense, for fear that this guy would get out of trouble directly.

But what was unexpected was... things immediately changed dramatically.

Before the magical power of Nagia Voldemort's guy had fully converged on the Elder Wand, the vines gathered by the magic power of the World Tree on her body rioted.

Ah!
Almost in an instant, the vines were like wires for grinding meat... Squeezing and tearing, the strange tree and Nagia's avatar were torn into five or six pieces.

The light and mist surged.

Nagia Voldemort exhausted the last trace of the power of the strange tree, as well as his own magic power, went back in time completely, and came back to life.

And at this time, she didn't care about McGuffin's heart anymore.

In other words, McGuffin has been considered useless for the time being.

The heart made of ruby ​​was instinctively thrown to the ground by Nagia, fell into the puddle of wreckage, and rolled for a long distance.

Regardless of the severe pain in his chest, McGuffin rushed over there.

He carefully grabbed the heart, picked it up, put it in a box very quickly, put it in his pocket, and then turned around to observe the situation.

McGuffin found that Nagia Voldemort was really done for this time.

Although this guy exhausted his magic power and the power of the pillar of flesh and blood, he was able to get rid of the erosion of the World Tree's magic power into vines, but she didn't expect that she worked hard to get Dumbledore's magic power... out of the Elder Wand, which actually played an ending song for herself.

After there was no attachment, Dumbledore's magic power and the World Tree seedling in the same situation were formally fused together, turning into some kind of inseparable strange creature.

I don't know whether it is restoring the original appearance of the world tree, or imitating the existence of the flesh and blood monster tree,
In short, the strange magical power distorted in reality, mixed with the remaining flesh and blood, and directly shaped and grew a weird body in midair.

It was a tree-like humanoid creature. It had both branches and vines, limbs, and humanoid facial features.

It's like an old tree becomes a spirit, and a druid transforms.

Moreover, the facial features cannot be said to be exactly the same as Dumbledore's, but it must be the illegitimate son of the old muscular man.

Other than the fact that his face turned into wood, his silver whiskers turned into delicate roots, and vines sprouted from the back of his hair, that old tree spirit in human form...has nothing to fear...

No wonder!
Nagia managed to get out of the body she was in just now, and before she left the place, she was tightly bound by vines by the strange creature that newly appeared in the world. On those vines, strands of golden-green light radiated, constantly flickering.

Like a very spooky Christmas tree.

This thing is like the natural restraint power of [Jormungandr]. In just a short period of time, Nagia Voldemort's soul and body were driven into two parts,
Voldemort's soul fragments appeared directly in the air like a ghost.

In the black smoke, two red lights flickered, and the Dark Lord roared angrily, "Albus Dumbledore, MacGuffin Albert...you will regret everything that happened today..."

"You can't stop me...you can't cut off my link with Harry..."

"I will eventually become a great existence... I will eventually become a god... to rule over everything in the world..."

Saying that, it used up the last bit of magic power, and directly rolled up the Elder Wand into the air.

Following the ghostly black mist that shook and distorted the space, the Elder Wand disappeared in front of McGuffin.

Then the black mist, that is, the fragments of Voldemort's soul turned into ashes and no longer existed in this world.

And the original body of Nagia itself... changed back and forth between the giant python and the human form, and finally stabilized into a naked female body, lying limply and twitching in the remains of the pile of fleshy paste.

Her pupils returned to brown and black, but she stared at the front in a daze, as if she had no sense at all.

This... this, this!

McGuffin immediately recalled the [Blood Curse] incident,
'Is Voldemort really dead?This woman is Nagia?How could she still maintain her youthful appearance after decades... What, what is going on? '

And the alienated tree man, after doing this, seemed to have exhausted his life and magic power, completed his mission, and began to wither a little bit, and the vines and branches fell to the ground one by one.

McGuffin froze in place, watching the rapidly changing scene, not knowing what to do.

But what surprised him even more was yet to come.

The World Tree sapling in his body was constantly throbbing, and it spontaneously rose slowly from above his head and landed in front of him, emitting a golden-green light.

The golden light dispelled the darkness here, and shone on the body of the dead wood, as if something was resonating.

Before he could think too much, he saw a new seedling suddenly appearing from the body of the dead old dryad.

ha?
New shoots from old trees?

Then, the tender seedling... Gradually grew a human body shape like a small Geffen, dressed in the same way as the previous tree man, that is, the wooden version of old Dumbledore.

It's just a little younger, the tough style of JOJO Beidou Shenquan... It has become the style of big-eyed and passionate comics.

???

Fuck?What is this with?

Before McGuffin could sort out the somewhat familiar scene in his mind, that small... quite cute tree man raised his small chest extremely 'mightily', and roared to the sky,
"I'm... Dumbledore!"

I am special! ! !
(End of this chapter)