Harry Potter: Super Magic God

Chapter 467 Voldemort flees

Hermione spoke so hard that Harry could hear her, she said in a loud voice, "George won, and of course he'll come to us. As long as he doesn't come, you'll keep the rooster crowing, and don't stop for a moment. ."

The labyrinth is far from the castle, so Apparition can be used. But the castle can't use Apparition, at least Harry and Hermione don't have the ability yet.

As soon as they figured out a way, they immediately summoned broomsticks and went to the castle to find some roosters. Along the way, the mute spell was used to keep them silent to avoid being detected in advance.

When they returned to the labyrinth, they immediately used a loudspeaker spell, forcing the roosters to croak one after another. They brought a number of roosters on purpose, and let them croak constantly, so as not to let the roosters croak intermittently, lest Voldemort escape by taking advantage of the rooster's crowing.

On the other side, George used a giant stick to turn Voldemort's demonic basilisk all the way through a wall.

Suddenly, a loud rooster crowing resounded in the sky, and the demon basilisk was in a trance. Under the heavy stick, the body of the demon basilisk suddenly stiffened.

George was overjoyed, he changed the stab to the pick, and instantly picked the demon basilisk into the air.

He took a deep breath, and the whole person quickly shuttled between the dirt walls, his huge legs slumped against the wall.

"Unparalleled dance."

The Devil Basilisk is like a salted fish hanging in the air, being beaten continuously by the sticks, all of a sudden the flesh and blood flew, and the scales and armor splashed.

There was an overwhelming dance, and a series of repeated explosions.

In the end, with a loud bang, the bloody demon basilisk was hit like a cannonball into the rock frozen by the gaze of death, and it immediately shattered the rock and stirred up thick smoke.

The magic ape breathed a little, held a huge stick, and continued to fly up, just to solve this difficult enemy in one breath.

The magic ape flew forward, and suddenly, in the smoke, a yellow light shot covertly towards the magic ape, and it was already in front of the magic ape in an instant.

At this time, it was too late to step back, and it was too late. The giant stick in the magic ape's hand was lightly tapped, and the giant stick collapsed like a broken bamboo. The broken gravel was frozen in the void, and a gray crack spread along the smoke.

Blocked by the giant stick, the magic ape had already grabbed the time to react, kicked his feet hard, and flew out.

As soon as he landed, the magic ape stomped his feet, grabbed it with a giant hand, and a huge stone pillar appeared in his hand again.

The smoke breathed a little, and he opened his eyes to look at the place. There was no trace of the demon basilisk on the ground, only a pool of Yin Hong's blood remained. The ground was a huge pothole that was bottomless.

"Did he escape after all?" George shook his head helplessly.

This was what he had expected. Voldemort's new body was unbelievably powerful, and the exuberant vitality made people tremble.

If he is attacked like this, he only needs to take a few more sticks, and he will soon lose his ability to fight. But Voldemort's demon basilisk was beaten for a long time by him as a gopher, but he was still alive and kicking.

He finally took advantage of the rooster's crowing to inflict heavy damage on Voldemort. He deliberately picked Voldemort up in the air to prevent him from escaping into the ground.

In the end, he didn't expect that he could even break the rock. After breaking the rock, the soil under his feet immediately became his back garden. With the convenience of escaping into the earth, Voldemort had fled far away.

Feeling a powerful magic going away, George was a little settled, and it seemed that it was really over.

He took a few deep breaths, released the deformation, and the giant magic ape shrank quickly.

As he shrank, the magic dispelled, and a wave of weakness and hunger hit him. He hurriedly took out a few bottles of nutritional medicine from his pocket and drank it, and then poured a few more bottles of healing medicine, until his stomach was full of water, he felt a little better.

Throwing away the empty bottle, he walked quickly towards the place where the rooster was crowing.

Following the smoke, stepping on the ruins, a few minutes later,

He had seen Harry and Hermione in the distance.

They were surrounding a few roosters, constantly urging them to croak.

George tapped his fingers, and the loud chirping stopped abruptly.

Harry and Hermione shuddered and waved their wands, about to lift the spell, when they saw George.

"George!" they shouted immediately, leaving the roosters alone and running towards George in surprise.

George waved at them and said, "Well done, you've helped a lot. It must be said that you are already very good wizards, and you can help a lot."

In the battle just now, Harry and the others helped a lot, and they continued to fight, and he couldn't tell who could survive to the end. It's not that he doesn't have other trump cards, but if he can, he doesn't want to see that kind of complete lose-lose situation.

Harry and Hermione looked very happy, with a little smirk, "We don't know if we can help, we can only figure out this way, we can't intervene in the battle, but we want to do something."

They didn't feel like they had done anything important, and it was all George who fought the demonic basilisk. Just looking at the ruins, the potholes, and the broken walls everywhere, you can see how fierce the battle just now was and how dangerous it was for George who faced Voldemort.

They just found a few roosters, they didn't take any risk, and they didn't dare to take credit.

George smiled lightly and said gently, "Wizards are strong people with strength and wisdom. Wisdom and strength are equally important. Your wisdom has helped you a lot in battle, which is no less than directly participating in battle."

He is not stingy in expressing praise and praise, no matter what others do, he is no one else after all. He likes his way and expresses it the way he chooses.

"Okay, it's time for us to go out, everyone outside is anxious." George said gently, beckoning to them.

Along the way, they also found Professor Moody who was hidden in the grass, but he had completely changed at this time. If it weren't for the clothes and the jug around his waist, no one would recognize him.

He turned into a man, pale skin, slightly freckled, and blond hair.

Harry recognized him immediately and said in surprise, "He's Barty Crouch's son, Barty Crouch Jr. I saw him in Dumbledore's Pensieve."

Little Barty was lucky, a piece of earth wall slipped from his head, but just missed his body, leaving a triangle-like gap, allowing him to survive.

Harry said with some surprise, "But he was taken away in court by the Dementors, he was sentenced to life in Azkaban by Bartty Crouch, and Dumbledore also said that a year later he would die. died."

(To be continued.)