I swung a sword at Hogwarts

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On the outside.

Damo Alex stared at the direction of the big snake. The big snake was covered in silver-white light and its body was changing bit by bit.

"Really possible?!"

He forced himself to suppress his restlessness, and Damo Alex didn't dare to make the slightest sound.

This is a miracle, an unprecedented miracle.

Even Merlin couldn't say he could do this.

John was like an orchestra conductor, and every time he waved the wand in his hand, he would take away a little blood curse.

Under the intense gaze of Damo Alex, the snake's body gradually transformed into that of a human body.

The body of a snake, the hands and feet of a human.

Half human, half snake, looks very weird and disgusting.

John was not affected at all and remained focused, his eyes reflecting the hazy illusion.

The blood curse, which had been mostly eliminated, still refused to give up. It transformed into a giant python, and a blood-green ominous aura rose into the sky.

The giant python opened its mouth wide and swallowed John in one gulp.

John's eyebrows jumped, and his wand accurately pierced into a ball of souls and swung it out suddenly.

The moment the soul left his hands, it turned into a dazzling white light and hit the Blood Curse.

Soul crushing spell.

The giant python was beaten dizzy, and the soul in John's hand turned into a big sword, which he chopped down at the giant python's head.

The Blood Curse wailed, its body quickly trying to retreat back to Nagini.

How could John let it happen? The little soul man swelled like a balloon, enveloping Nagini.

The retreating blood curse crashed into the soul man, putting him in danger.

John seized the opportunity and slashed at the root of the giant python with his sword.

A burst of white light burst out from the giant python's body, and it rolled over and over, unable to escape.

"Want to run?"

With a sneer, John grabbed another soul.

That soul burned and turned into white flames.

The flames turned into a giant dragon and bit the python.

The Blood Curse Python could not escape, and was eventually burned to ashes by the fire of its soul amidst its endlessly echoing wails.

John stared intently until the last trace of the blood curse disappeared, then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Turning around, I saw that the little soul figure on Nagini's body could no longer hold on and was shrinking rapidly as if it was leaking air.

Nagini's broken soul stared blankly at John, as if she had not expected the blood curse to disappear like this.

"Well, it's over."

John chuckled, and although his face could not hide his weakness, John's smile was sincere and happy from the bottom of his heart.

Coming to Nagini, John used his last soul to repair Nagini's soul.

These souls were refined by the Dementors after hundreds of years of devouring souls. After coming into contact with Nagini, they began to merge into her body.

"Welcome back, Nagini." John extended his hand to Nagini gentlemanly.

Nagini looked at the boy and slowly extended her hand.

suddenly!

Mutation occurs!

Chapter 137: Blurred Illusions and Hidden Souls

John flew out.

Just before he touched Nagini, his heart skipped a beat.

Immediately afterwards, he was hit by a force and flew out.

After rolling a few times on the ground, John adjusted his body and stopped.

Looking up, a figure appeared in the blurry illusion.

The moment he saw that face, John's pupils contracted.

He was more handsome due to his paleness and age, and his eyes occasionally flashed red.

A simple suit and a cold smile on his face.

John was very familiar with this face.

He gritted his teeth and uttered the three words: "Voldemort."

Voldemort, this Voldemort looks much older than when he was a student, and also much more handsome.

John stood up, and the other party did not take the wand, but looked at John indifferently.

"So it was you who broke into my world."

Voldemort spoke with a hint of disdain.

John laughed angrily and said coldly: "Yours? Voldemort, it seems that you have made Nagini into a Horcrux."

It's not just the blood curse that entangles Nagini, but also Voldemort's soul.

John should have thought that Nagini was Voldemort's Horcrux in the original plot.

Voldemort cut open his soul and injected it into Nagini. He was cruel to others and even crueler to himself.

Raising his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, John could feel that his body was injured.

The soul is the most important part of a person. If the soul is injured and dies, the body will do the same.

Nagini wanted to help, but Voldemort simply reached out his hand.

Nagini's neck was grabbed by an invisible hand and she flew up into the air.

Voldemort declared his sovereignty in an unyielding manner, "Nagini, you are mine."

"John." Nagini said with difficulty.

John took action.

The moment he raised his hand, Voldemort's body flew out, Nagini's feeling of being caught disappeared, and she fell to the ground.

John said coldly: "You are not the only one who can perform these magics."

Voldemort was a little surprised. He steadied himself in the air and slowly fell down.

He smiled, looked at John with bloodthirsty eyes, and said grimly: "How dare you, a weak soul, take action in the misty illusion."

John frowned and looked at his left hand, the silver light on his fingers dissipated.

His heart sank. Using magic here actually consumed the soul.

He murmured, "No wonder, it takes a soul to cut open a soul."

He was in trouble at this moment. Without magical support, it was simply impossible for John to defeat Voldemort here.

Looking at Nagini, John knew that if he left, Nagini would be finished.

Voldemort was lurking nearby, and John couldn't retreat.

That being the case.

Then let’s fight!

It’s better to strike first. John waved his hand and the blurry illusion where there was nothing in it suddenly caught fire.

At the same time, John's soul loss accelerated.

A pinch of flame ignited in the right hand, and then turned into a huge fireball.

Voldemort had a grim look on his face; he probably hadn't expected that John could also perform ancient magic.

A water snake emerged in front of him, and the flame and water came into contact, creating a large cloud of fog in the hazy illusion.

John took the opportunity to blow out a breath, and the mist enveloped Voldemort.

The fog created by the collision of souls could not be seen through, and John took the opportunity to enter the fog.

John swept his left hand across his right hand, and a dagger made of soul appeared in his hand.

The price of this is that the right hand becomes illusory and almost transparent.

A cruel smile appeared on his lips.

magic?

Don't forget, I'm level 7 short weapon proficiency!

In the fog, John is the omnipresent night demon.

Voldemort was not in a hurry even though he was shrouded in fog. He exuded a terrifying aura.

Immediately, green light penetrated the fog and hit the place where John was originally.

With a confident blow, Voldemort didn't see John and frowned.

Then a life-threatening feeling entered his heart, his eyebrows twitched wildly, and Voldemort turned around at his limit.

In just one second, seven blood holes appeared on the back of the body.

Voldemort's expression changed, and John appeared like a ghost.

Crucio

Red lightning struck John, and he groaned. The dagger against his chest was burned with a big hole.

Without hesitation, he threw the dagger out and then used the capture spell to control the dagger.

The dagger was as fast as lightning, and a defensive shield similar to the Shield Charm was formed in front of Voldemort.

The moment it touched, the fragile dagger shattered into countless bubbles.

Voldemort was startled, and John stepped forward.

His eyes turned into vertical pupils, and his left hand tore off his right hand, transforming it into a sword shining with silver light.

Dragon roared, "I am a fire dragon."

The sword was on fire, John roared in pain, and stabbed hard, and the sword pierced through Voldemort's body.

The flames exploded into a sea of ​​fire, and Voldemort could no longer maintain his original expression.

He grasped the sword with his hands, his angry eyes almost spewing fire.

He grinned and said, "You can't leave, Avada..."

As expected of Voldemort, he trades injury for life.

The green light was aimed at John's face, and the moment it was about to touch him, John's mind went blank.

He made a mistake, thinking he could kill Voldemort with one blow, and he underestimated Voldemort.

Just as the green light was about to hit, a woman rushed out and her almost broken body collided with Voldemort.

The green light deviated from its track and brushed past John's cheek.

Voldemort angrily grabbed Nagini's neck and threw her out.

"Avada Kedavra!"

The green light rushed towards Nagini.

Nagini closed her eyes with relief. She felt glad that she could save John.

Time seemed to stop.