Harry Potter: Super Magic God

A soul-torn pain came from his soul, and he frowned tightly and gritted his teeth.

The hand that was inserted into the chest continued to grope, groping slowly. His hand didn't stop until he grabbed something.

"Well!"

He took a deep breath and groaned. He tried his best to use the palm of his hand to slowly pull the thing out of his soul.

A pain of the soul tearing apart, a relief of relief.

A magic power of flame and darkness spurted out madly along the torn chest.

"Cough, cough, cough."

George was surrounded by dark brilliance and flames, like a leaking balloon, and he coughed desperately.

After a while, he raised the right hand inserted into his chest to his eyes and slowly spread it out.

In his hand, is a group of flame spirits with fuzzy facial features. The originally bright red flame elf had been dyed black at this time, and the entire figure appeared and disappeared from time to time.

This is the flame spirit used to catalyze the flame phoenix. Neither he nor the flame phoenix could completely absorb the flame elf mixed with excessive volcanic potion.

"It was still used."

George looked at the ignorant flame elf in his hand, and said with some dissatisfaction.

At this moment, in his previous actions, he had refined the flame elf into his own soul weapon.

A small fragment of the soul and the power of flames that cannot be swallowed together form his exclusive Horcrux.

A fire spirit that combines the power of fire and darkness.

Soon, he calmed down again, "It can be used for a short time, but I will swallow it back in the future. Fortunately, there is always a solution."

He has been studying Riddle and Horcrux for a long time, and he is no stranger to the secret of Horcrux. This time, by coincidence, he made a Horcrux by himself.

Compared to the Horcrux made by Earth Demon by killing Muggles, his Horcrux relies on his own powerful soul, a special flame spirit. It is also produced in a special environment, but it has more magical effects.

After pulling out the flame elf from the body, the power of the ghost phoenix and the flame phoenix gradually fell into balance.

Black brilliance and bright red flames circulated around George. The wound on his body also healed quickly under the interweaving of the two magic powers. The rag-like wounds all over his body slowly returned to their original shape.

Feeling the powerful magic power that was still intertwined and collided in his body, he looked at the flame elf in his hand again.

"It seems to be a way."

George raised his eyebrows, bounced the flame elf away, and let it float by itself in the air.

He sank his mind into his body and felt the flow of magic power. There were three magic powers in his body.

One is the source of his own magic power. The magic power of the source of magic power is tough and strong, and it is not inferior to the other two forces in terms of quality. But in total, it is the weakest among the three parties.

The other two were naturally the magic powers of the Nether Phoenix and the Flame Phoenix that he devoured.

Even after a huge consumption, the magic power of the Nether Phoenix and the Flame Phoenix is ​​much higher than his own magic power.

Under the dispute of the three magic powers, it will affect the use of his own magic power. The magic power that was originally commanded by an arm has now become jerky, chaotic and difficult to control.

George looked up at the flame elf floating in the air and settled his mind.

There are insurance and a way out. If you don't take this opportunity, it would be a waste.

....

Above the snow-capped mountains, two helicopters were still revolving around the snow-capped mountains unwillingly.

Tom was ready, he had put on a protective suit, had a parachute on his back, and had a camera on his chest.

So many things, not only wrapped him into a ball, but also made him a little confused.

He reminded himself over and over again, which manipulative step represented which tool.

He couldn't make mistakes, not only because it could cost his life, but worse,

He may miss the chance to make a fortune.

Jerry and Tracy McGrady are persuading Tom, this kind of action is too dangerous.

What's more, even if you skydive close to the top of the mountain, you may not be able to really take any photos.

Tom has made up his mind that there is nothing that cannot be done in order to dream of making a fortune. There is no difference between a person without a dream and a salted fish. He has been a salted fish for more than 30 years, and he is destined to turn over this time.

Under Tom's desperate gamble, the helicopter came to the top of the mountain of Gang Rinpoche.

Seeing someone trying to commit suicide by skydiving, even the safety-oriented driver couldn't help but help Tom fulfill his wishes.

He also wanted to see what would happen in the end, whether Tom fell to his death, or if he actually took a picture of a god.

Just when Tom had pushed open the hatch of the helicopter, facing the cold wind, he was about to jump from the helicopter.

"Bah!"

A loud and long cry resounded throughout the world. In the crisp and pleasant voice, there is a magic power that makes people happy, making people feel as if they have been washed.

On the snow-capped mountain, there was a crisp and clear cry, a burst of light and shadow twisted, and the space flickered.

The shape of the planet is the same as the magic ball that shrinks quickly and disappears quickly.

Only George and a small phoenix remained in place.

"I am back."

George looked at Anna tenderly with a warm smile.

He said apologetically, "Sorry, I wasted too much time, I was late."

Anna said softly, "I will wait for you, no matter how long."

"I know." George smiled.

Seeing the bloodshot eyes and faint dark circles in Anna's eyes, George couldn't help but apologize.

"Sorry for worrying you."

Anna smiled, "It's time for us to go home."

"It's time for us to go home." George said with certainty.

"Want to use Apparition?" Ana asked.

"This time, try something else." George smiled.

He waved to the little phoenix next to him.

That phoenix, which appeared with George after the magic ball disappeared, was very special. But there was no doubt in Anna's eyes, as if she could only see George.

That little phoenix, like a flame, instantly climbed onto George's body and transformed into a pair of radiant flame wings.

George made an inviting gesture to Anna, "The end of things should always have a beautiful ending."

Lady Anna responded to George's invitation, and she put her hand into George's warm hand.

"Okay, we're going home."

George took Anna in his arms and spread his radiant wings. His wings shook, and he rose into the sky like a phoenix, soaring into the sky.