Dragon Roar Master at Hogwarts

"Are you really planning to face Voldemort alone, without even taking Norbert with you?" Dudley and his party came outside the hut, and Hermione still looked a little worried.

Dudley shook his head and stroked Norbelta's smooth scales: "I have a more important task for Norbelta, and don't worry, Norbelta will definitely come to me in an emergency."

Then, Dudley leaned towards the side of Norberta's triangular little head and whispered a few words: "Wait until... you will... then wait for me to call you, I understand." ?"

Norberta blinked her big bright red eyes, seeming to be thinking about Dudley's order, and then nodded obediently.

"Good boy." Dudley smiled and patted the young dragon's dark head, then turned to face everyone and said sternly: "It's almost time. We will proceed according to the plan we just made. Then I will take the first step!"

"Be safe, Dudley." Harry said seriously: "As Pansy said just now, we didn't rescue you to kill you. No matter what, saving your life is the most important thing."

Dudley nodded, then said goodbye to everyone, and walked into the dark forbidden forest alone.

Closing his eyes gently, Dudley remembered what Newt once told him. Parseltongue was originally a branch of dragonborn. In this way, Voldemort, who highly assimilated his soul with snakes, was originally very similar to the dragon soul. The presence.Just as Dudley could sense the dragon on Halloween, he should also be able to sense Voldemort's approximate location as long as he concentrated.

Of course, this kind of induction is also interactive, and Voldemort should also be able to feel his approach.But Dudley could feel that Voldemort's position had not moved, which showed that for Voldemort, Dudley alone was not a threat at all. Maybe Voldemort was still waiting for Dudley on purpose.

The evil and greedy aura was very close. Suddenly, there was an unusual "rustling" sound from above, and then a blurry black shadow quickly fell from the sky.

"TiidKloUl!" (Time delay)

Dudley didn't hesitate at all, and directly used the time delay dragon roar, then slowly looked up, and found that it was Peter Pettigrew moving slowly in mid-air.This short man had a ferocious face, holding a sharp knife in his hand, and was rushing towards Dudley.

"FusRoDah"

Almost at the moment when the time delay dragon roar ended, Dudley decisively used all his strength towards the falling Peter Pettigrew.Wormtail, who was in mid-air, had no means of evasion. He could only be blown away by the shock wave and hit the big tree behind him heavily.

"Bang!" Pettigrew made a huge noise when it hit the trunk of the tree. Dudley could vaguely hear a snapping sound. He didn't know whether the trunk was broken or if a bone on Pettigrew's body was broken somewhere.

Dudley didn't have the slightest sympathy for a villain like Peter Pettigrew who was greedy for life and afraid of death.Dudley walked over and kicked Peter Pettigrew hard as he was curled up on the ground.

Wormtail didn't make any movement, he had completely lost consciousness, and his life or death was unknown.

Dudley ignored Peter Pettigrew and continued walking forward. The real enemy was waiting for him in front.

After walking through a thick bush, Dudley felt a sense of enlightenment before his eyes.This was a spacious forest clearing. In the center of the clearing, a figure wearing a black robe was squatting on the ground. At the same time, Dudley heard a creepy sucking sound.

"I asked Wormtail to greet the guest, but in the end, the guest came alone... It seems that he is not competent enough as a servant."

The figure in black robes stood up, revealing his terrifying face.His skin was paler than a skull, his flat nose was pressed tightly against his face, and his nostrils were two thin slits - like a snake.

Dudley looked at his feet. This was supposed to be a beautiful and elegant horse-shaped creature with a white body and a slender horn.But now this creature looks very miserable, its limbs are twisted weakly, there is a horrifying huge wound on its neck, and blood is gurgling out.

"I thought you no longer need to drink the blood of unicorns to stay alive." Dudley's hand under the sleeve of his robe tightly grasped the wand, but his face still deliberately showed a relaxed expression: "It seems that the magic stone The effect is not as good as the rumors, just like you are not as powerful as the rumors, Mr. Voldemort."

"Hehehe" Voldemort let out a harsh, cold and sharp laugh, "For you to speak to me in this tone...it's hard to describe whether you are brave or stupid. But you are right, I really haven't yet To restore it to a complete state, even the magic stone can only temporarily give me a usable body."

"However, my weakness is at least temporary... As soon as the barrier of Hogwarts is lifted, I can summon my former servants after leaving here. With the help of Nagini's venom, I will return In full glory...and I will once again rule the magical world!"

"Dudley Dursley, actually I could have killed you when you first appeared in front of me, but I didn't do that." Voldemort stared at Dudley with his red eyes and showed a scary smile, which made him feel chills on his back. cold.

"Because I realize that, unlike Wormtail, you are a very talented young man... As long as you are willing to surrender to me and help me lift the barrier of the closed school, I am willing to guide you to achieve greater achievements, And give you an honor that can cover up your identity as a Mudblood!"

Facing the olive branch extended by Voldemort, Dudley smiled and said slowly: "Mr. Voldemort, you don't have to worry about the blocking barrier at Hogwarts, because I can assure you that this barrier will be blocked today. Completely lifted.”

"Oh?" Upon hearing Dudley's answer, a satisfied smile appeared on Voldemort's ugly and twisted face.

"But unfortunately, I'm afraid you won't be able to wait until that time, Mr. Tom Riddle!"

Voldemort was obviously stunned when he heard Dudley calling out his former name. Dudley was waiting for this opportunity and quickly waved his wand, pointing directly at Voldemort.

"Except your weapons!"

Although Dudley had never actually learned the disarming spell, he was already familiar with the spell because he was familiar with the original work. In addition, Newt had once demonstrated it to him, so Dudley had already simulated it countless times in front of the Mirror of Erised. Use this spell yourself.

Voldemort just raised his hand and raised his wand, but maybe because his body was still relatively weak, he was a little slower than Dudley. As a red light flashed, the wand in Voldemort's hand flew into the air and drew an arc.

"Click!" The wand in Voldemort's hand fell at Dudley's feet. Dudley stepped on it without hesitation, breaking the wand in half.

"Although there is a reason for my weakness, Quirrell's wand is still not very convenient." Although his hands were empty, Voldemort still had a calm expression, as if losing the wand had no impact on him, and then revealed a cruel expression. A cold smile: "But, poor child, you don't think that I am no longer your opponent after losing my wand."

(To be continued)