Dragon Roar Master at Hogwarts

"Come here for me!"

Voldemort raised his right hand and made a cold, sharp voice.Dudley suddenly felt an invisible force grabbing his throat, and then he floated into the air involuntarily, coming to Voldemort as if he was attracted by a magnet.

"Although he is a little clever, he is still too naive." Voldemort's long and dry hands strangled Dudley's neck hard, making Dudley unable to breathe. "Since you broke Quirrell's wand, in exchange, Let me use your wand."

Dudley felt a sharp pain suddenly erupting from his right hand that was holding the elder wand tightly. He couldn't help but soften his hand and let go of the wand in his hand.Then the elder wand made a circle in mid-air and fell steadily into Voldemort's hand.

"Oh, I didn't expect your wand to look pretty good." Voldemort looked at the elder wand he had just snatched from Dudley's hand with great interest, and marveled: "I can feel that your wand has extraordinary magic power. Fluctuation...But unfortunately, it seems that it must kill its master."

Voldemort's expression changed, he pointed the elder wand at Dudley's heart, and shouted the curse cruelly and sinisterly:

"Avada Kedavra!"

Following a blinding flash of light, a shrill and painful scream echoed in the forest clearing - but it was not Dudley who made this scream, but Voldemort, who had just cast the Killing Curse.

"Ahem." Dudley breathed in the fresh air and finally regained his breath.

Dudley raised his head and saw that the situation in front of him was just as he had planned - even better than he expected.Voldemort was retreating in pain. Dudley's elder wand had fallen to the ground. The hand that had just held the wand had become charred black, exuding waves of foul-smelling green smoke.

"As you said, Mr. Voldemort, my wand is a little bit more powerful." Dudley picked up the elder wand from the ground, and could still feel the residual heat from the backlash on the wand, "So it seems very powerful to users other than me. Somewhat unruly.”

Dudley knew very clearly that with his pitiful magic power and those few dragon roars with low lethality, it was impossible to defeat the most powerful dark wizard in the world head-on.

Even though Voldemort is only in a weak state, his profound knowledge and experience in using magic cannot be compromised.

To defeat Voldemort, one can only follow the methods in the original work and let Voldemort's powerful spell act on himself.But Dudley did not have the protective spell that Lily Potter cast on Harry, so his only way was to trick Voldemort into using his elder wand. The backlash when I identified with my master is still vivid in my mind.

"Damn it, you... what on earth have you done -" Voldemort's scream stopped abruptly, thinking that Dudley had rushed in front of him and punched him hard on the flat snake face. .

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Dudley rode on Voldemort and punched Voldemort firmly on the head.No matter how proficient in dark magic Voldemort was, after being backlashed by his own killing curse, his body was now worse than a frail old man.

Voldemort's whining was gradually weakening, and his ugly bald head had been beaten by Dudley into a human shape.But Dudley was still worried. In order to completely ensure that Voldemort was killed, he raised the elder wand high.

Of course, Dudley did not master the Killing Curse, which requires powerful magic. He just aimed at Voldemort's heart and stabbed it hard.

"Ding!" But Dudley did not feel the imaginary feeling of piercing into the flesh. Instead, he was blocked by a hard object. Dudley pulled open the robe on Voldemort's chest and discovered that it was a bright red star. The gem was embedded in the center of Voldemort's bony chest.

It turns out that Voldemort relied on fusion with the Sorcerer's Stone to temporarily obtain his body!Dudley instantly understood what he had to do. He immediately used the elder wand to penetrate the part where the Philosopher's Stone was connected to Voldemort's body. He used the wand as a crowbar to force the Philosopher's Stone out.

"No!" When Dudley successfully dug out the bloody Philosopher's Stone from Voldemort's chest, the already dying Voldemort let out a piercing scream, and then he suddenly opened his eyes that had been swollen by Dudley's beating. The snake-like eyes were full of anger and madness.

"End your sinful life like this, Tom Riddle!" Dudley could see Voldemort's beating heart through the hole in Voldemort's chest after being dug out by the Philosopher's Stone.

Dudley raised the elder wand again and thrust it down. This time without any hindrance, with a "pop", the wand successfully pierced Voldemort's heart.The smelly blood splashed on Dudley's face. Dudley was surprised to find that Voldemort's blood was as cold as snake blood. This shows that Voldemort may be closer to snakes than humans.

it's all over.With this thought in mind, Dudley was about to pull the wand out of Voldemort's chest, when suddenly, Voldemort's hand, already dry and charred due to the backlash of magic, stretched out and grabbed Dudley's wrist with lightning speed.

"I won't end up just being killed by you." Although Voldemort's voice was hoarse and weak, it was still chilling to the bone: "In this case, I will possess you...and then As long as I have the power of this magic stone, I can reshape my body no matter how many times!"

Dudley just wanted to pull out his arm, but it was too late. From the place where his wrist came into contact with Voldemort's skin, a cold and vicious breath poured into his body crazily.

"Kill, kill, kill, kill!" "I want to gain eternal life!" "I want to prove my greatness!" "All Mudbloods and Muggles must be killed!" "I am the heir of Slytherin! ""I will become the most powerful wizard!"...

In an instant, all kinds of cruel, violent, and crazy emotions and memories from Voldemort, or Tom Riddle's long life, poured into Dudley's mind. Dudley knew that if this continued, he would probably be taken over by Voldemort. .

"If you want to use your dirty evil soul to penetrate into my body." Dudley endured the chaos in his brain and gritted his teeth, "Then come in, and I will see who takes over my body first. , I’d better digest you first!”

"Dragon Soul Absorption!"

As mentioned before, Voldemort's soul was very similar to the dragon soul that Dudley had encountered before. In this case, Dudley simply did not resist the invasion of Voldemort's soul, but instead wanted to absorb his soul as a dragon soul. !

"This - what on earth is this! What on earth are you!" Voldemort felt the fear from the bottom of his heart for the first time. He had given this feeling to others before.

He realized that the soul he poured into Dudley's body was torn apart and plundered, and he quickly tried to pull the soul back, but was pulled tightly by the invisible attraction in Dudley's body.

Dudley felt that he had the upper hand in this battle of souls.But just when he was about to pursue the victory and absorb Voldemort's soul, he suddenly felt a coldness and sharp pain in his chest, interrupting his behavior.

"This is... poof!"

Dudley looked down and saw that the bright tip of the knife broke out of his chest, and bright red blood was spreading on his robe.

(To be continued)