abnormal hogwarts

When Harry and Ron went down to the secret room, Albert was staying in the Dragon Cave to deal with his injuries.

"How did you get like this?" After the treatment was completed, Elizabeth asked slightly distressed.

Albert burned the clothes that had been torn by the energy storm with a fire, then took out a red cloud black robe from the bag and put it on.

"Ambushed."

Glancing at the slightly damaged Eye of Agamotto, Albert put it into his space bag.

He didn't expect that Voldemort's black magic could destroy the protective magic on the Eye of Agamotto.

Fortunately, the damage was not serious. Although it could not be used for the moment, it would not take long to completely repair it after he settled the accounts with Voldemort.

Revenge is more important now, so let’s put aside the matter of repairing the Eye of Agamotto.

"Isa, let's go, we still have a score to settle with Voldemort."

Elizabeth nodded, her eyes burning with fire.

Albert thought for a while, turned around and took out something from the space bag, and then opened the space door.

Although in perception, the red cloud mark left on Barty Crouch Jr.'s body has been erased, so Voldemort and the others cannot be tracked in real time, but Albert can probably guess where they are.

The plot is inert.

……

In the cemetery of the Riddle family, a great show of stewing the devil is taking place.

There is a large pot in the cemetery, and the water in it has been boiled.

Voldemort didn't know when he had transformed from the appearance of a black-scaled snake to a little baby, with no good skin on his body, wrinkled and covered in blood.

Little Barty gently put Voldemort into the cauldron.

"My father's bones were donated unintentionally," he muttered, and little Barty sprinkled a handful of ashes into a large pot, "it can regenerate your son."

Then, he took out a sharp blade and said, "Servant's hands, voluntarily donated, can make your master reborn!"

A cold light flashed, and little Barty's left hand fell into the pot with a plop.

The ceremony reached its final moments.

"The blood of your enemy, compelled to sacrifice, may resurrect your enemy!"

Little Barty endured the severe pain caused by the broken wrist of his left hand, took out the potion bottle containing Albert's blood, bit open the cork with his mouth, and poured it into the boiling crucible.

The ceremony was finally completed, and the fresh stew of Voldemort was taken out of the pot.

When Albert and Elizabeth rushed to this place through the portal, they saw Voldemort putting a sack on himself.

When Albert met Voldemort, there was no pre-battle trash talk, and he threw a powerful blasting curse at Voldemort without any delay.

At the same time, he took out a flying thunder dagger from his arms and threw it into the air.

Seeing the Flying Thunder God Dagger, Elizabeth immediately cast a copying spell on the dagger.

In an instant, the entire area was filled with dense flying thunder god daggers.

Albert's powerful blasting spell didn't work as he had expected. Even if Voldemort used the servant's unwieldy wand, he wouldn't be able to withstand even one blasting spell.

However, no one saw that after deflecting Albert's blasting spell, Voldemort's right hand holding the wand trembled slightly behind his back.

Damn it, is this a blasting spell?

None of the Titans' fists were so powerful.

After accepting Albert's blasting curse "greeting", Voldemort did not rush to fight back, but started the pre-war trash talk session that he had just missed.

"Albert..." As soon as Voldemort spat out a syllable, Albert immediately shortened the distance between the two to less than 20 meters by flying Thunder God.

Transform into a dragon!Turn on!

Thunder escape body protection!Turn on!

Sharingan!Turn on!

Albert condensed a double thunder cutter in his hand and stabbed Voldemort directly. If Voldemort hadn't been very familiar with the use of phantom movement in battle, this double thunder cutter would have stabbed him half to death if he couldn't dodge. .

Albert, who failed to succeed, dodged back to Elizabeth and smacked his lips with some regret.

It would have been nice if Voldemort had stood a few meters closer to the area full of flying thunder daggers.

What a pity, how accomplished is Voldemort in magic?

Although in the movie there is an Avatar chewing a giant melon and a Cruciatus gouging out bones back and forth, there is a reason why he can become the Dark Lord.

Voldemort understood the purpose of Albert's Flying Thunder God Mark at a glance. How could he stand in Albert's home court and fight him when he had already expected it?

Moreover, Voldemort also saw the inhuman speed that Albert once showed in the city of London.

Who dares to engage in close combat with a person whose body can run at the speed of sound?

Standing ten meters away from the Flying Thunder God's Dagger, Voldemort had already underestimated Albert's attack speed. Now that Albert failed to succeed with one blow, Voldemort stood further away, completely denying Albert any chance of a sneak attack. Chance.

If only the Eye of Agamotto were here.

Albert could completely release a time acceleration for himself, and it would be useless no matter how far away Voldemort stood.

There is no wizard who can't be stabbed to death by a Rachel with a speed exceeding Mach [-]. If there is, then use time magic to accelerate to Mach [-].

If not, then Mach [-].

After placing one defensive spell after another around himself, Voldemort could finally talk trash.

"Albert, I said, you are an extremely talented wizard, and it is not too late for you to surrender now." Voldemort's voice was very soft, but everyone present could hear it clearly.

Voldemort responded with a "hehe" and a raised middle finger.

Voldemort's expression began to twist.

The reason why he has not made any counterattack against Albert's attack until now is because he values ​​Albert's talent.

Through the last confrontation in London, Voldemort roughly judged the level of Albert's strength.

Compared to the two Dark Lords, the First Generation and the Second Generation, Albert's strength is still inferior.

But the scariest thing about Albert is his physical strength.

Being able to use his body to withstand the death curse in his remnant state, this alone made Voldemort want to recruit him.

So he didn't care about Albert's several raids.

After all, he had just attacked Albert once and took his blood to use as his own resurrection material.

But now Albert was so ignorant that he refused his solicitation. How could Voldemort, who had long been mentally disturbed due to splitting his soul, endure such a rejection?

"Very good, no one has dared to refuse my solicitation like this." A cruel and cruel smile appeared on Voldemort's noseless face, and several powerful spells were thrown at Albert and Elizabeth. .