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As he continued to use magic, this body became increasingly unstable.

It's time to decide the winner.

Then the green light came out of Voldemort's wand again and aimed at Dolly, but at the moment when Avada Kedavra was about to be shot out, the green light turned and aimed at the woman.

Dolly's pupils contracted. She never expected Voldemort to do this.

You have to know that the woman provided Voldemort with vitality. If she was killed, Voldemort would disappear immediately.

But now Voldemort did just that!

Dolly gritted her teeth and could only throw away the mithril shield in her hand.

It was too late to use Transfiguration, because anyone who came into contact with Avada Kedavra would die, and there was absolutely no possibility of survival.

The only thing that can stop Avada Kedavra is the fairy silver shield in Dolly's hand.

And this is what Voldemort is waiting for.

After Dolly's goblin silver shield left her hand, Voldemort shook the wand in his hand again, turned it and aimed at Dolly.

The next second, green light shot directly into Dolly's chest.

"No!"

The dazed woman finally spoke, holding her head and struggling. Dolly was very familiar with the voice, and Voldemort's figure immediately became unstable.

But Voldemort no longer cared. He just wanted to see Dolly, who had repeatedly ruined his plans, die.

Voldemort had heard about Dolly's deeds from Peter Pettigrew and knew that this girl was one of the biggest obstacles in his way of killing Harry.

Now that he can kill Dolly, it would be worth it for his Horcrux to be exposed.

Anyway, the Horcrux cannot be destroyed. At worst, we can just wait and find the original body.

Facing the green light coming towards her, Dolly felt that she might really die at that moment.

After all, this is Avada Kedavra, and the man in front of her is a young Voldemort. It's not surprising that he died at the hands of such a man, right?

However, just as the green light was about to hit Dolly, Dolly suddenly turned into a noodle, twisting her body violently and forming a C-shape in a posture that was not in line with common sense of the human body.

Then, it dodged the green light at a very dangerous angle, and after the green light flew away, it regained its original human shape with a bouncy and trembling body.

Seeing this scene, even Voldemort's brain froze for a moment.

Because he never thought that someone could avoid his spell like this.

What exactly is this!

But Voldemort had the answer the next second.

Human body deformation!

Human Transfiguration is different from Animagus or general Transfiguration, but it is also a branch of Transfiguration.

It allows the wizard to transform himself into other objects and distort his body, but he cannot transform into a magical animal, nor can he maintain the transformation for a long time.

In summary, it is more advanced than ordinary Transfiguration, but not as flexible and difficult to detect as Animagus.

It is a highly difficult transformation method for non-Animagus people.

In the original book, there are only a handful of people who can master this move, including Voldemort's teacher Horace Slughorn.

He is a leader in this field. He can transform an armchair into something so lifelike that ordinary people cannot easily detect it.

In comparison, although Dolly is already a Level 6 master of deformation, she is only at the entry level in human body deformation, and twisting her own body is already her limit.

However, it was this limit that temporarily exceeded Voldemort's imagination and created an opportunity for Dolly to win.

The next second, a large hand of earth fiercely turned the diary over and buried it in the ground, burying it in a pit of seven or eight meters.

Dolly also rushed to the woman, picked her up and ran like crazy, reaching hundreds of meters before stopping.

At this point, Tom's roar in the distance finally disappeared.

And the vague life connection between the woman and the diary finally disappeared.

Dolly wins.

Whatever his impotence and fury, Voldemort was now buried in the earth.

217

Chapter 217 Chapter 6 I'm sorry.

Dolly collapsed to the ground, her face pale and cold sweat breaking out on her forehead.

Although the confrontation with Voldemort just now may have lasted less than a minute in total, Dolly had almost exhausted all of her potential.

The reason is simple, this guy is using Avada Kedavra!

If Dolly makes even the slightest mistake, she will be dead!

Fortunately, Dolly had enough trump cards, which enabled her to defeat Voldemort at the last moment, and the opponent was just Voldemort's Horcrux.

His strength is not as good as that of the young Voldemort, probably about half of that of the newly graduated Voldemort, or even lower.

But this is equivalent to the level of elite Aurors.

If it was just a one-on-one fight with Voldemort, Dolly wouldn't be in such a mess.

Ultimately, it's still the woman in front of me...

Dolly looked at her and she looked at Dolly.

Although her silver eyes were dim, Dolly still guessed her identity because of her familiar face and temperament.

In fact, I should have thought of it earlier.

"Luna?"

Luna shuddered, as if she didn't dare to look at Dolly, but Dolly's words made her turn her head back.

"I'm sorry, I should have noticed it sooner."

"You actually got the diary a long time ago. If I had cared about you a little more as your friend, this crisis could have been resolved a long time ago."

"I'm really sorry."

Dolly apologized sincerely. Why didn't she think of forcibly checking the things in Luna's dormitory at that time?

Although this responsibility can be attributed to Dumbledore, after all, Dumbledore said it was foolproof.

It can also be attributed to Luna herself, as it was Luna who repeatedly told Dolly that she was fine, and she finally recovered.

But Dolly still felt it was mysterious.

If Luna really disappeared from the world because of this incident, Dolly would never let her go and forgive herself so easily.

Of course, Dolly can also defend herself and say that this matter has nothing to do with her.

It's all Luna's own fault.

But Dolly couldn't say such words, especially looking at Luna's weak eyes that seemed full of emotions. Dolly just wanted her to recover quickly.

Luna stared at Dolly blankly. After Dolly finished speaking, she asked in a slightly hoarse voice, "Aren't you going to ask why I have this diary and why it almost put Hogwarts in danger?"

"No matter what, I should be the one to say sorry."

Dolly smiled slightly, shook her head, and said, "You are Luna, the smartest Luna, so the possibility of you making a mistake is not high."

"Whatever your reasons are, at least you have enough reasons, don't you?"

Dolly didn't want to blame Luna for this, at least not yet.

Because Luna's current appearance is actually very dangerous, which is the result of excessive extraction of vitality.

After all, Luna is a girl who is one year younger than Dolly, but now she looks like an adult.

If Dolly hadn't stopped Voldemort, it wouldn't have taken long for Luna's vitality to be completely drained by Voldemort.

"Thank you."

Luna finally managed a weak smile and said, "I'll explain everything to you once we're safely back at school."

"I'll take you out now..."

Luna forced herself to stand up, perhaps because she felt she looked more powerful this way.

As a result, her legs became sore and she threw herself on Dolly, pressing her under her body. The two of them faced each other. The mature Luna still had a little bit of the immaturity of a student on her face, but more of it was beautiful and charming, which made Dolly couldn't help but take a few more glances.

"It's inappropriate to say this now, but Luna, you'll be really beautiful when you grow up."

“She’s just like a fairy.”

Dolly thought of how the actor from Luna's previous life looked like when he grew up. He also had an ethereal temperament, and that was what Luna looked like now.

Luna and Dolly looked at each other closely. Suddenly, Luna tilted her head slightly, thinking of something, and said, "Her eyes are like the morning glow, her face is pure as snow, and her hair is soft as silk."

"On a night of silver moonlight, your glance back is like a fairy plucking the strings of a harp, spreading the halo of love in my heart."

Luna muttered softly, and Dolly's face became more strange with each word.

Dolly tried to remain calm at the end, but her cheeks turned red because this was the little love poem Dolly had written to Luna.

Dolly thought she had no literary talent, so this poem was pieced together from various sources.

Originally, Dolly dared to do this kind of thing because of her anonymity, but now it seems that Luna has discovered it?

This... isn't this a good idea?

Just when Dolly was about to find an excuse to deal with it, Luna suddenly smiled and said, "Thank you, I like it very much."

"Uh...you're welcome."

Looking at Luna's cute smiling face, Dolly answered subconsciously, then realized that she had let the cat out of the bag.

Suddenly, the two of them stared at each other, and Dolly felt as if she could hear her own heartbeat.

The Luna in front of me is indeed mature and beautiful, like an older sister.

But in reality, Luna is one year younger than her.

If the current flirtation between Dolly and Hermione could still be considered a joke, then writing love poems to Luna was enough to get Dolly socially killed a thousand times!

So much so that Dolly felt that perhaps it would have been better if she had just been hit by Voldemort's Avada Kedavra.

Suddenly, Luna's body shook.

At first, Luna looked to be around twenty years old, but now she looks to be around eighteen years old.

"what……"

Luna spoke softly, realizing she was about to change back.

She turned to look at Dolly again, but Dolly was a little afraid to look at Luna.

"I'm sorry to bother you later."

Luna seemed to realize that she was about to faint and apologized to Dolly again.

Dolly quickly sat up, feeling like she had regained her composure, and said, "Leave everything to me. When you wake up, I promise everything will be back to normal!"

"You will be healthy again."

"Return to first grade..."

Luna murmured softly, and her silver eyes seemed to gradually become misty, and then the mist flashed with silver light.

The light became brighter and brighter, as if Dolly could see the stars in the night sky, which was even more touching than the poem Dolly wrote.

Suddenly, Luna moved.

She reached out her hands and cupped Dolly's face.

Dolly froze in place, unsure how to behave, and unsure what Luna was going to do.

Luna spoke slowly, "Now it's me, the eighteen-year-old me."

"At eighteen, I really like your little poem, and at the same time... I also like you."

"Thank you, Dolly."

After saying that, Luna gently lowered her head and kissed Dolly's lips.

It was not the cheek, nor the forehead, but the red lips of two people pressed together.