The years of welding at Hogwarts

But that was not because of the fear of facing death, but because the bellicosity of the giant in his blood was completely ignited.

With a ferocious expression, he spat out a mouthful of blood-foamy saliva to the side. With a burning fighting spirit in his eyes, Hagrid raised the battle axe in his hand again.

Noah in the distance was still performing magic.

A weather spell with such a huge range was too exhausting even for a Chatonla like Noah. His face turned extremely pale, as if his body had been hollowed out.

The azure electric current wrapped around Frostmourne in Noah's hand, echoing the thunder in the clouds.

For a moment, there was a loud thunder and a dazzling flash of lightning.

Even Noah's gray eyes were tinged with a layer of lightning, completely covering the original gray-green color in his pupils.

"Hagrid!" Noah roared.

With the help of a loud amplification, his voice reached Hagrid's ears amid the noisy thunder.

Attracted by the sound, Hagrid looked up in the direction of Noah.

"Cut off his head!" Noah roared and swung the sword in his hand down, but not at Voldemort, but at Hagrid.

To be precise, it was pointing at the Stormbreaker in Hagrid's hand.

Under Noah's traction, the huge electric charge accumulated in the clouds condensed into a thick thunder with a diameter of two meters, connecting the clouds and the earth below like a pillar.

And its landing point is...

An axe in Hagrid's hand!

With thunder!

Smash the darkness!!!

The azure blue thunder did not leak out any power. The axe in Hagrid's hand was like a black hole that could swallow everything, absorbing all the lightning.

The dazzling lightning wrapped around the axe, causing this huge battle axe made of just ordinary metal to emit a difficult sound, and fine cracks covered the entire axe in an instant.

But under the restraint of magical power, it miraculously did not collapse into debris.

The axe blade cut a deep blue line in the air

With the help of thunder, Hagrid's speed was so fast that even Voldemort, who had super dynamic vision, could hardly see it clearly.

The axe blade, wrapped in dazzling thunder, chopped off the right side of Voldemort's neck, went out from the left side, then circled in the air and sank into his left chest.

The azure blue lightning left an "S"-shaped curved track in the air.

When Stormbreaker separated Voldemort's two legs from his body like cutting melons and vegetables.

This old battle axe that carried unimaginable power could no longer withstand even the slightest force. Under the influence of its own gravity alone, it shattered into irregular metal debris on the ground.

The wooden axe handle was completely carbonized, turning into a pile of ash that was completely unrecognizable from its previous appearance, and it slipped away from the palm of the hybrid giant in small pieces.

boom!

With a gunshot, a bullet that was specifically designed to target the soul shot out from the barrel of the gun and went straight into Voldemort's head that had fallen to the ground.

"what!"

With a shrill scream, Voldemort, who died with his eyes open, exploded into a ball of drifting black mist and quickly fled into the distance.

The speed of his escape was so fast that even Noah in his prime could not match it, not to mention that the magic power in Noah's body was only one tenth left.

He could only watch as Voldemort's remaining soul disappeared into the dense bush.

A slight explosion sounded in the open space next to them, caused by the Apparition moving through space.

At this moment, the battle in the Forbidden Forest had already ended, and Dumbledore arrived late.

Chapter 128 Didn’t you go out to taste tea last night?

Perhaps it was because Fawkes was still just a wilted fledgling and was unable to use the Phoenix's innate magic to lead Dumbledore to the battlefield quickly.

So, Dumbledore hurried over only after the battle was over.

The figure of the old bee twisted and appeared from the void, while the Winter Soldier disappeared into the darkness.

After his eyes stayed on Hagrid's blood-stained face for a while, Dumbledore shifted his gaze to Noah, who was sitting on a flat stone next to him to rest.

Of course he had no doubt that this messy battlefield was left behind by the two people in front of him after a fight.

Sniffing the chaotic elemental fluctuations in the air, Dumbledore frowned deeply, "Hagrid, what on earth is going on here?"

As he spoke, he pointed his wand towards Hagrid's face.

A bright green light lit up at the tip of the wand. It was not Avada Kedavra, but an ordinary healing spell, and Hagrid's broken nose returned to its original position.

The nose that had been bleeding returned to normal, with no more red liquid flowing out.

"Professor, it's Voldemort!"

Although Voldemort's image has changed a lot from before, any wizard who has experienced that terrifying era will not be unfamiliar with the noseless face.

"It seems he has used some kind of dark magic to transform himself, which has turned him into a complete monster!"

At this time, Hagrid remembered that he was almost killed by Voldemort's axe with his own weapon. He was slow to react and felt a lingering fear.

"Dark magic... Transfiguration?"

Hagrid was a little unsure of his own judgment. "It could also be a blood fusion or something like that..."

He was thrown into Azkaban before he even finished school because he secretly raised a giant eight-eyed spider in school. He was reported by Voldemort, who was then the president of the Hogwarts Student Union.

Without even finishing the book, you could hardly expect him to have a clear and profound understanding of some advanced magic.

What's more, the Ministry of Magic has not yet revoked his sentence -

Hagrid was forbidden from learning any magic and was also forbidden from using a wand.

Of course, this didn't stop him from sneaking around with a cleverly disguised wand, his macho pink painted umbrella, with Dumbledore's tacit approval.

"Where is Voldemort?" Dumbledore asked the most crucial question.

Hagrid scratched the back of his head. The man who had just been so fierce and looked like a god descended from heaven now had a complex expression of pride and shyness on his face.

"He was taken by me, Noah and..."

The half-blood giant's eyes swept around the empty battlefield twice, but he couldn't find where their third teammate had gone.

He looked at Noah in the distance with a confused look on his face, and immediately received Noah's continuous eye hints.

Shhh!

Behind Dumbledore, Noah put a finger to his lips, signaling Hagrid to stop talking.

Hagrid understood and shut his mouth.

But the "and" in Hagrid's words just now has revealed a lot of information.

Dumbledore looked back at Noah, but the naturally evil Shafrin imp, who was quick to react, had already put his hand down as soon as Noah showed any sign of turning his head.

So Old Dumbledore only saw a figure lying flat on the stone. He had no doubt that if he used the summoning spell to bring Noah a blanket, the child would be able to fall asleep right there.

He withdrew his gaze from the sleeping figure and said, "Let's go back to the castle first.

Let's go. ”

The snoring coming from the distant stones seemed out of place in this forbidden forest that had returned to peace.

Dumbledore sighed helplessly.

You have a really big heart.

At your age, in this environment, how can you sleep well?

Have you achieved anything?!

Even the sound of horse hooves coming from far away and finally stepping into the battlefield where the few people were, did not wake up the young man's high-quality sleep.

A group of centaurs, half-horses, appeared in the sight of Hagrid and Dumbledore. Judging from the calm expressions on their faces, they were obviously familiar with them.

The leading Centaur has shiny black hair and beard, and the lower half of his body is the same color, with a long red tail behind him.

He held a sharp spear in his hand and carried a heavy bow that looked extremely heavy on his back.

"Good evening, Bane." Hagrid greeted the Centaur.

"Good evening, Hagrid." Centaur Ronan looked at everything around him solemnly, "What happened here?"

Only then did he notice the white-bearded old man not far behind Hagrid, whose body was half hidden by the huge body of the half-giant.

Even though he hated humans very much, when facing Dumbledore, Bane lowered his proud head and an expression of respect involuntarily appeared on his face.

"Hail, the great Dumbledore."

Dumbledore simply nodded, "Baine."

Hagrid then answered the other party's question, "As you can see, Bane, a battle just broke out here."

Da da da……

A centaur emerged from the bushes behind Bane. "Who are the enemies?"

Hagrid's expression was serious, "Ronan, it's the You-Know-Who, the You-Know-Who is back!"

……

When Noah woke up from his sleep, the scene before his eyes had changed from the dark and cold forbidden forest to a cozy and warm room.

A thick cashmere blanket covers the body, providing excellent warmth.

The magical flame in the fireplace burned quietly without any fuel to support it, providing light and heat to the spacious room.

Looking at the familiar ceiling of the principal's office, Noah sat up wrapped in the quilt and cast his eyes towards the chicken coop behind the door, bah, the phoenix's nest.

Poor fat red chicken Fox still looked listless, except that he had a few more hairs that had not yet fully grown compared to when I saw him before.

"You finally woke up."

Dumbledore's sarcastic voice came from the other side of the room.

There's nothing else to say, this child just sleeps too much.

If you don’t know, you might think that this guy sneaked out to have tea (piao chang) last night.

Noah rubbed his sleepy eyes and said, "It's human nature to sleep when you're sleepy."

He barely slept during the two days of the weekend.

On Friday, after getting Gwen's blood from Bucky, Lord Shafrin rushed to London to formulate and implement a plan to eliminate Spider-Man.

The plan went much more smoothly than Noah had imagined, and he did not waste a single minute of the free time that followed.

After all, he hadn't been in charge of the internal affairs of Hydra and SHIELD for several months, although the perfect system he had established could ensure that they could function well in his absence.

However, when formulating some major strategic plans, he still needs to start from the broad vision of a time traveler to ensure that the future course of these two large ships is correct and efficient.

He didn't know if he had slept for five hours in total over the entire weekend.

As a result, before returning to Hogwarts, they ran into Buggy and Hagrid who were fighting Voldemort in the Forbidden Forest, and were forced to participate in a team battle.

This really exhausted him.

"What time is it now?" Noah touched his empty stomach, which made a growling sound in protest.

"You have already missed Monday morning classes," Dumbledore replied with a smile, "and the bell will ring in about ten minutes."

"I hope the kitchen will have pudding ready for lunch."

Ignoring Dumbledore's next words, Noah waved his hand nonchalantly, "We Slytherin House don't have classes on Monday morning."

"But you missed Transfiguration in sixth year. Have you forgotten that you are Minerva's assistant now?"

Lessons for older catgirls! ?

Noah's expression suddenly changed. It's bad!

But he soon felt relieved.

Anyway, if he missed it, he missed it. As a first-year wizard, he, as an assistant, has taught these Hogwarts students everything he can.

The knowledge related to biological anatomy is not very helpful for the advanced students of Transfiguration, and it is the same whether Noah, the teaching assistant, is there or not.

Compared to the courses for older cat girls, there is now a more serious problem facing Noah.

That was the change that had taken place in Voldemort, the man they had fought last night.

Thinking of this, Noah sat up a little straighter.