Chapter 637 London Disaster (Part 1): Avada Kedavra!

"I admit that you are excellent, my student." Voldemort walked down the steps gracefully, gently holding his wand in his palm, and slightly raised the corners of his mouth, "Maybe you will become the next Barty Crouch Jr."

That's a great compliment for Voldemort. You know, in the entire wizarding world, the strength is second only to the top three Dumbledore Grindelwald Voldemort, that is, Barty Crouch Jr. Lao Fu treats little Barty almost like his own son, and takes it very seriously.

But Anton was not happy to hear such words.

Barty Crouch Jr.?

Haha, that weak chicken who turned himself into a rune snake?

Oh, that's right, Barty Jr. had just escaped from home at that time, but he was physically and mentally devastated by his father Barty Sr.'s continuous use of the "Imperius Curse" for ten years. He was not as crazy and stupid as the Longbottoms. Lurking into Hogwarts school is definitely a super fierce thing. (See Chapter 272 for details)

"Oh~ oh~" Anton gently squeezed his wand, shaking it, "I know you always feel that Dumbledore despises you and looks down on you. My dear professor, you can't take this kind of teaching from yourself. Projecting resentment onto me is not a good idea."

Anton frowned lightly, "I'm not interested in imitating your appearance, I'm eager to get the approval of my teacher, tsk tsk~"

come.

Than mouth cannon is it?

I was afraid of Anton?

quack quack ~~~

Voldemort's eyes narrowed, and the green pupils of the poisonous snake were filled with scarlet fierceness. He raised his head in displeasure, "Anthony Weasley, it seems that we have nothing to talk about!"

"I originally thought that as your professor, I should let you go a little bit, at least let you leave a whole body."

Anton spread his hands helplessly at him.

"Oh~ my dear professor, you have given me a hand."

"!!!" Voldemort unconsciously twisted his empty left shoulder, his eyes glared, "Looking for death!"

"Avada Kedavra!"

The green cursed rays of light surged, as if they were plasma, and they continued to travel rapidly along a certain trajectory in the air.

In just an instant, it hit Anton's chest.

Immediately, everyone on the stage around screamed, no one, no one has ever survived being hit by the killing curse!

Not to mention the spell cast by Voldemort, such a powerful dark wizard.

Could it be that a talented boy as bright as Anton is destined to be as short-lived as the gorgeous fireworks?

God is jealous of talents.

However, many wizards who planned to rush up or slip away stopped one after another. Looking at Voldemort's solemn expression, they vaguely felt a strange atmosphere.

I saw a pair of eyes and a mouth suddenly grew out of Anton's wizard robe.

The pair of eyes seemed to be dizzy and turned into twisted mosquito coils.

A weak cry came out of his mouth, "Oh~ am I going to die?"

In the end, the eyes and mouth were completely torn apart and turned into nothingness.

A magic wand tapped it suddenly, and suddenly, a pair of eyes and a mouth grew in the original place again, with stars shining in the eyes, and the mouth laughed happily, "Wow, I'm alive again."

"Hey~" Anton raised his eyebrows at Voldemort, "I invented the 'Activating Object Spirit Curse', which is specially used to deal with the Killing Curse. What do you think of the effect?"

Voldemort looked at him in amazement, his eyes dim, and finally nodded slightly, "It's a very magical spell, I think you already have the strength of Little Barty."

"Wow~" Anton yelled exaggeratedly, "In a short period of time, I actually upgraded? Haha. I wrote about this curse in the book "Anton's Adventure Stories: Teach You to Prevent Death Curse". Professor, you can buy it and have a look at it in the future, maybe when this curse spreads completely, the Killing Curse of the Death Eaters won’t be so useful.”

"Really?" Voldemort said flatly.

"That's right." Anton gracefully raised his right hand, shook it in a small circle, and shook it violently, "I'll show you a demonstration!"

Boom~

A series of terrifying stone spikes were put in like the fangs of an evil beast, piercing out from the ground.

Voldemort chuckled, and still appeared in mid-air in an instant, using the same spell that he invented when he was a student, the flying spell, the only spell in the wizarding world that allows wizards to fly at high speed through the air (faster than a broomstick) .

"That's all!"

Before he could finish his words, he suddenly felt something. Looking up, the entire ceiling has also been deformed, and the fangs from nowhere are stabbing out next time. At this moment, he seems to be in the mouth of a huge monster.

"Delicious~~" said a strange and heavy roar, and then, the ceiling above and the ground below seemed to be the upper and lower mouths of a huge monster...

instant bite~

Boom~

Rows of fangs with a length of two meters pierced from the upper and lower sides of the mouth made of stone, like a meat grinder, tearing each other apart.

A total of several thousand tons of stones crashed together instantly with a roar, causing the entire ground and ceiling to be torn apart, as well as the huge roar and air waves of the impact, sweeping away towards the surroundings.

Some wizards didn't stand firm, and were even rolled up the stone steps by the powerful air wave.

Anton floated in mid-air with a relaxed expression. Hearing the exclamations around him, he couldn't help but look at them suspiciously, "You people don't even dare to fight, but dare to stand at the battle scene, and don't you think about leaving quickly?"

He expressed that he couldn't understand that if he was himself, he would have rolled as far as he could before making a move.

It's a pity that it's hard to persuade the dead ghost with good words. People around have their own ideas. Some people want to take the opportunity to see if Voldemort is still as strong as before after his resurrection. Some people hope to see Anton killed by Voldemort so that he can become a 'Muggle' in advance. Squibs are the planners of the layout, and there are some who can survive in such a battlefield with their own strength...

And Rita who thought she was going to become a legendary reporter to record this historical scene...

Of course, there are also people like Lupine and Arthur who care about themselves.

"Let's go, it's about to get up."

Anton said kindly.

People around don't know so, it? what it?

At this moment, the wizard's exclamation came from the right corner of the courtroom, and a huge stone beast leg was quickly lifted from the ground.

That scale is large enough to arouse the fear of "giant" in human beings.

Everything around it was being torn apart quickly, filling the beast's leg in a fluttering motion.

Then, the second foot, the third foot, and the fourth foot were listed around in a certain order.

All the wizards present faintly felt some kind of strange rhythm of life, and Master Aginbad, who was powerful in Transfiguration, responded in a timely manner and shouted, "Quick, get out of here!"

But it was too late.

The seat on the stone steps quickly twisted and deformed, turning into scales, overlapping and extending from the four feet.

All kinds of stones are constantly floating up to fill them.

Eventually, the scales extend all the way to the mouth of the stone floating in mid-air.

Turn into a huge fire dragon.

The fire dragon twisted its body and flapped its huge wings, shaking off all the wizards on its body.

"Ahhh~~~"

The wizards fell suddenly from the sky, and each cast their magic and fell into the deep pit that appeared in the disappearing stone ground.

The ground was dug to a depth of five meters, and all the stones and clods were torn into irregular shapes and filled into fire dragons.

"Transfiguration!" Akinbad looked at the fire dragon in amazement, "Oh, no, is it the 'Spell of Revitalizing Objects'? It really deserves to be Anthony who compiled the book "Dumbledore's Wisdom"!"

The huge fire dragon was too huge, all the wizards felt the majestic and ferocious power in the deep pit, and an inexplicable fear grew in their hearts.

Powerful to despair!

In the crowd, Harry Potter and Ron, who were protected by several adults, looked at each other, swallowed, and looked at George and Weasley together, "Anton is so powerful?"

It's just that George and Fred didn't seem to pay attention to their words, they just watched the figure floating in midair nervously.

"Oh~"

A chuckle came from above the torn ceiling upstairs, everyone looked up, and was shocked to see that Voldemort, who should have been swallowed and bitten by the huge beast's mouth, was standing leisurely on the broken and shaky floor of the upstairs, looking down through the The half-torn ceiling looked down at Anton.

"Fancy, all these useless spells."

Voldemort sneered, "It's just a combination of high-end transfiguration and activation spells, oh, I can also feel a hint of Horcrux."

Anton looked up at Voldemort and laughed, "Really? Professor, your leg is bleeding, why don't you treat it first?"

Unexpectedly, Voldemort was not angry this time. He just looked at Anton solemnly and nodded slightly, "I admit that you are now qualified to fight against me who is weak."

"I decided……"

"Kill you!"

call!

Voldemort blew on the wand, and it turned into a ball of flames, which exploded into a huge fireball with a diameter of 20 meters in an instant, rushing down.

In just an instant, Anton and Shi Huolong were swallowed up.

"Fiendfire!" In the deep pit, many wizards exclaimed, their expressions turning solemn.

Fierce Flame, an extremely powerful black magic, it will devour everything, and there is almost no way to extinguish it except the counter-curse. It burns more and more vigorously, and will eventually wipe the entire city from the earth and burn it to ashes!

At this time, everyone is no longer just watching. If something like Fiendhuo is careless, everyone will die here.

One after another, extremely powerful spells of light from the eyes of ordinary wizards rushed upwards, submerging into Fiendfire.

Almost all the powerful wizards from the British wizarding world and many other countries gathered here. However, the collective release of the counter-curse at this moment only controlled Fiendfire within a certain range.

No!

Unable to control it, following Voldemort who was standing upstairs on the ground chuckled, the flames of Fiendfire ignited again and rushed in all directions.

"Merlin's beard!"

Fudge looked at all this in horror, "If he doesn't stop him, this fiendfire will definitely burn the entire Ministry of Magic to ashes!"

He clenched the wand in his hand in some panic. He had no choice but to wave the wand and recite some basic control spells on the Ministry of Magic building that the Minister of Magic could touch.

Suddenly, everyone felt a strange feeling from space distortion.

It seemed to be thrown from the deepest underground to the extremely high sky.

In fact, it is true.

A bright moon hangs high in the sky, and strength is accumulated in the clouds, shaking off snowflakes little by little, and slapping them on the face with the strong wind, which makes everyone feel extra exciting.

"Ahhhh~~~~"

Apparently, the position of the deep pit before them has exceeded the defensive magic control range of the Ministry of Magic building. Now that the building is flipped, they are all thrown into the sky more than ten floors high, as if being thrown towards the sky like a thrown stone. Falling down everywhere.

...

"jingle bell jingle bell

jingle bells

..."

Even though Christmas has passed for several days, the streets are still filled with the end of the festival, and Christmas songs will still be heard from the stereos in the shops in the streets and alleys of London.

"Mommy, Muggle holidays are so fun!"

A little girl with a few missing teeth was excitedly holding a bunch of toys, holding her father's hand in one hand, and talking to her mother who was eating ice cream next to her.

"Hahaha, of course, baby." Dad looked at his wife who couldn't wait to eat the Muggle ice cream, and didn't care about talking, and squatted down to introduce to his daughter, "Muggles have many interesting shows."

"Really?"

There was a huge flame reflected in the little girl's eyes, and she excitedly pointed at a tall building that seemed to be in a half-shadow state and exclaimed, "Look, what a big torch, is this also a Muggle show?"

Dad froze for a moment, then slowly raised his head, staring in astonishment at the flames of Fierce Flame rising from the roof of the Ministry of Magic building, "Merlin's beard!"

Also, um, tonight is all night, and the final content of this battle will be coded out. Those who can't wait can watch it tomorrow morning.