Pure Blood Glory at Hogwarts

"This is a trick. It just so happens that I can do it too."

Dark green magic emerged from Luke's body. However, the magic power emerging around him was obviously closer to green than that of Voldemort.

Luke also began to lose weight. But the overall look is more coordinated. The eyes turned into vertical pupils, and dark green scales grew out on the cheeks, but there were only a few of them.

It seems that Luke's change is not big, but speaking of it, his current momentum seems to be much stronger than Voldemort's.

"I know what you have improved. The original name of this thing is snake transformation, right? It can stimulate the blood power in the body. Of course, it is also related to the nature of the magic power."

As Luke spoke, a small snake came out of his sleeve and stuck out its tongue. At the same time, the snake became longer and larger as it crawled towards Luke's neck.

This is a very delicate looking snake. The body is well-proportioned and the movements are graceful. The scales have no metallic or leather sheen and look more like wood.

It was coiled around Luke's neck, looking at Voldemort in front of him from a distance with cold eyes.

"But in order to make yourself stronger, you injected more blood into yourself. At the same time, snake transformation cannot meet all your needs. Because of this, you improved this spell, right? But it's a pity, Your transformation spell is not perfect. After all, normal snake transformation has greater side effects. Moreover, those disobedient alien bloodlines that were originally flowing in your body have become less energetic because of its stimulation. So. , he became what he is now, a human being and a ghost."

Luke looked up close. Voldemort looked like a monster at this moment, and he said indifferently: "It also eroded his mind. He became arrogant, immature, and impatient. Those things may not be what they are in themselves." The background of his soul. As his strength increases, he should also behave like that."

As soon as I finished speaking, Voldemort's body had not expanded to its smallest size. The next moment, I was about to self-destruct.

"He looks like a dog."

In the past few years since Voldemort was currently in charge of the Ministry of Magic, he had not had any critics at all. Even these people who praise me are not strong enough to compete with me head-on. But Voldemort never gave us that chance.

"He just had a worse life than you. Does he think you want this kind of parents?!"

Why? ! Why is that guy so nervous that he can have everything I want? The bloodline I want, the fame I want, the recognition I want, the power I want. Those are all things I want, but as of now, I have nothing, but the person behind me still has nothing.

"But it still weakens that. That's not a side effect of his forbidden magic. He's burning his sanity in exchange for power."

You Jinhong gritted her teeth in annoyance, and then waved her wand again.

Voldemort looked like he hadn't turned into a sea of ​​fire. In a sense, he wasn't. Now that it was You Jin's home battlefield, he still had some powerful feelings in his heart.

Luke's tone became hotter and harder, and he no longer meant to be merciful. But speaking of it, I myself have no need to show any mercy to Voldemort. I'm still willing to compromise with Luke.

A huge explosion broke out in an instant. Luke was pushed forward a step by the ensuing shock wave. You Jinhong, on the other hand, moved forward and drew two short lines under the ground with his feet.

But at that moment, I discovered that I couldn't activate my magic power at all.

Even if it is just a fire spell, such a weak magic input is enough to kill a small number of wizards, and it is also difficult to avoid.

"Burning fire!"

You Jin said indifferently to Voldemort, who had not yet lost all his magic power.

Voldemort, whose body was shrinking little by little, shouted in a low voice without despair.

It seems that Voldemort is indeed full of resentment for his birth, but so what?

"That's right, fair!"

After all, without Luke's restrictions, Li Huo would still be extinguished relatively slowly, regardless of whether it was replenished or not.

"related to him."

"what happened!"

Voldemort looked into Luke's eyes, trying to see a hint of evil in these ugly lake-green eyes.

Luke was also very vague. It was impossible to avoid such a small death curse. Of course I can't apparate. But if the magic interference is so weak, if you retreat and change your body, you will definitely die in the process of teleportation.

What's even more fortunate is that with such fierce fire, even Luke can't make it intense.

After all, the current body is too strong. Voldemort was very vague. If he gave himself a little more time, his strength would become weaker. It's a pity that I haven't run out of time yet, and after launching that retreat, I never thought about leaving myself any more room.

But it seems that in those years, even when I was most proud of myself, I seemed not to be at peace.

Seeing the blue flames follow his spell and attack him directly, Voldemort immediately let go. And dodged to the side. It was probably possible to completely avoid it by simply running, so Voldemort finally resorted to the lazy donkey roll in a rather unflattering way.

The bad thing is, except for the remote tavern where the gloves often trade, there are no other buildings of mine around. Therefore, it will also cause too little loss.

The less people die, the more people will dare to challenge me. My successful election left a huge pool of blood on my feet.

Voldemort smiled without a hint of madness.

Maybe Luke was wrong. I traded my sanity for magic. In exceptional circumstances it's worth it. Because the other wizards and I are only one or two levels apart, dealing with us requires a lot of brainpower. And the people who can confront me head-on are not old yet. So naturally I have to rely on what little sanity I have left.

"Is it really worth it?"

"He knows everything."

I have no reason to win.

Before the brief stalemate, Luke shook his head with satisfaction, so I waved my hand casually. The blue flames did not become more violent, but became a little quieter, and at that moment, the blue flames The colored flames became deeper. The green light beam ended up being eroded and ignited. Very slowly, it changed from a green pillar of light to a faint blue pillar of fire.

Luke put his wand away. That wand was not the wand You Jinhong used back then. I just knew how that guy managed to get that wand again before Peter had surrendered.

A huge, green curse as thick as a pillar hit Luke.

The last moment, the giant snake that transformed from stone, soil and wood turned into stone again.

"Luke Gunter...you are the same kind of people."

"His happiness has something to do with you, and even more with these people who were hurt by him. The most important thing is... it has something to do with the future you want."

Luke saw this and smiled slightly.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

I'm pressed for time. You Jinhong was also vague. What You Jin said was wrong. I'm burning my sanity for power. Now, I feel like my anger has not been completely suppressed. Especially when you see that the price Luke paid is obviously like yourself, but his momentum at this time is completely worse than yourself, and it is even said that he is weaker than yourself. The resentment in my heart has not completely defeated my reason.

Unfortunately, I got something.

"Now, surrender and accept the trial he deserves. You know that he may accept the judgment of a strong person in his eyes, so his trial will be solely responsible for your young master Dumbledore."

The time between me and You Jin was also short. I can tell that even now, You Jin may not have the tricks to use yet. But I'm not done yet.

"He simply deserves fairness. He has never thought about competing fairly with others."

However, when the magic power used to cast the Death Curse is so weak, it actually doesn't matter whether the spell is a Death Curse or not.

Luke asked his question. It's not a question, because there is no need for me to be so harsh on a dying person.

The small amount of magic I cast just now was enough to add to the burden of blood transformation on my body, which made Voldemort extremely exhausted at this time. I even felt that I was not close to running out of fuel.

Luke said loudly.

"It's...fair."

A cruel arc appeared on Voldemort's face: "He thinks too little!"

Blue flames spurted out from the snake's mouth and grew into a huge fireball in a short period of time. Luke stretched out his hand and pushed back, and the fireball followed the direction directed by Luke and directly faced the death curse.

Voldemort struggled to his feet. The scales under my body became bright and shiny, and slowly fell off, revealing pale skin with no bloodshot marks on the outside.

While waving his wand and launching weak attacks against Luke again and again, Voldemort whispered resentfully: "A mother who is strong and has no willpower. A Muggle, a father who understands everything. Your origin is Can you decide? You can only choose to be born or not. You would rather die in your mother's womb!"

"Yes! Villain!"

"You are indeed not considered a lost dog anymore."

"The only one who can judge you is yourself. And you are not guilty. Your crime is that you are powerful!"

Luke didn't even take action. The spells thrown by You Jinhong were nervously resolved one by one by the snake wand under me. Luke just looked at the embarrassed Voldemort here, his expression getting more and more intense.

"His life is of no use to you. But now, his life belongs to him."

You Jin's voice was hot and sharp: "These people who once competed with him were not attracted by him in the dark and small competition. On the contrary, he used unconventional means to make us lose peace and harmony. His chance to compete. Does that count as fair?"

"Yes, you're the winner. And he's the loser."

At the same time, my figure became more rickety, and the majestic momentum brought by these magic powers also disappeared. At this time, Voldemort...

As I said that, my body immediately stopped swelling.

"Otherwise, you will use his body as the first step to get off the stage."

Voldemort had no intention of telling Luke less. I waved my wand and the ceiling and floor of the house quickly deformed. It transformed into two giant snakes, opening its bloody mouth and biting towards Luke flexibly.

I stared at You Jinhong's eyes. And You Jinhong also saw the cold heat in Luke's eyes.

Voldemort stood up unsteadily. The battle between me and Luke could only end hastily. Obviously, Luke and I are not comparable in strength at this time. Just after I was resurrected, my legs were cut off by Luke and my essence was injured. I have not yet regained my former strength, and I have not even reached the level I originally expected.

Two giant snakes attacked in the direction of Luke, while Luke looked at You Jinhong's ferocity and anger and said silently. The snake under my shoulder looked at the two attacking giant snakes, his eyes There is a hint of humanity on the outside.

The red curse hit me, sending me flying backwards and hitting the ground heavily. The wand in my hand flew in the direction of Luke and landed directly in You Jin's hand.

"Avada! Kendawa!"

Voldemort roared. It contains a little bit of happiness and resentment, which anyone would say is vague.

The flames hit the bottom of the wall, instantly melting it and swallowing everything around it along the wall.

Just because of my bloodline? So how should we calculate the efforts and the price you have paid!

"His existence, in your opinion, is not a stain on the glory of the Gunter family. Although he may not be walking around in the name of the heir of the Gunter family, he must have risen. You also hope that he was not born at all. .”

Bella's face turned pale and she shouted as she was tied up by Nanaka. But Voldemort has no intention of listening to you.

As You Jin finished speaking, the snake wand under me charged up, and then spit out a red beam of light. While the beam shattered You Jinhong's attack, it attacked directly towards You Jinhong.

Quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes. For an abnormal wizard, the Death Curse is not a very difficult curse to avoid. But for a weak enough wizard, evasion is impossible. For magical creatures that are weak enough, they cannot even directly withstand death from a life-killing curse.

Luke walked leisurely among the fire and walked behind Voldemort's eyes.

Their fangs were about to touch Luke. But in the end they accomplished nothing.

Is it fair to call Luke weaker than me now? Is there any reason for that?

"Let him die so nervously, that's your style."

That time it was a real fire. Something is burning, something is swallowing.

Now, Luke is my nemesis. Weaker than me, stronger than me, and more durable than me.

So, the worst solution now is of course...

"But... he wants to judge you? Want to kill you?"