Chapter 916 Avada Kedavra!

Professor Snape should be said to be lucky.

In the past, being tortured to death by the Cruciatus Curse, one of the three unforgivable curses, was an irreversible result.

To die is to die, even if it is not dead in Anton's theory, it is a result for all wizards.

To wake up Professor Snape, the easiest way for Anton is to kill Snape completely, and then use the resurrection ritual.

But this method does not seem to be so perfect.

The reason was a rose growing from the chest of Snape's soul.

It is a qualitative change in the soul, so different, so colorful.

An indescribable vitality bloomed from this dead and gloomy soul, swaying and exuding a faint fragrance.

It would be a big loss for Professor Snape to revive it according to the life existence that Anton had collected in the past, and according to the characteristics of Professor Snape's previous life.

Don't end up having no choice, Anton doesn't want to use this method.

At this time, it is necessary to rely on Neville to develop a cure for the Cruciatus Curse.

Twisting Cage Curse. (Chapter 607)

Twisting the mind and releasing the self-imprisoned heart, the "Sunshine Curse" will provide shelter for the soul and guide the direction.

It's just that Neville's parents have a strong desire to wake up, because there is Neville in the real world that they miss. And for Snape...

Anton's wand was lightly pressed against Professor Snape's chest, and the azure blue pupils continuously surged with lightning, slowly sinking into the depths of his soul.

Passing through the colorful fog and walking along the forest path made of silver light, the vision suddenly became brighter.

That is the light refracted by the Black Lake with the rippling breeze. Looking along the end of the rippling water, a dreamlike Hogwarts Castle appears in front of you.

It was obviously approaching class time at this moment, and the little wizards were running from the Quidditch pitch to the castle with their broomsticks, their steps hurried.

The students walked in the aisle of the castle, laughing and chasing each other, and it was very lively everywhere.

Looking inward along the classroom of the first-year little wizard class, the young Severus Snape was sitting in the far corner, looking at the back of one of the students in Gryffindor College from a distance.

Lily Evans is obviously not as withdrawn as him. This excellent girl also has good communication skills. She is chatting with a group of classmates at the moment.

At this time, some of them turned their heads and pointed at Snape quietly and said something. Suddenly, the girls laughed, and Lily's face turned red.

Snape looked away, and Lily glanced back at him.

Snape smiled, broadly.

"Professor Snape..."

"Professor Snape..."

"Professor Snape..."

"..."

With a sigh, Anton reluctantly put down the wand in his hand, looked at Professor Sirius who was staring at him cautiously, and spread his hands.

"Maybe……"

"We'll never wake up someone who's pretending to be asleep."

Perhaps, this is what Professor Snape wanted? Anton didn't know.

What he saw just now was not an illusion created by Professor Snape's magic power, but a kind of eternal sinking.

Sinking into the repetition of past time constructed by memory and emotion...

In other words, Professor Snape shuttled through the time when he first entered school, unwilling to wake up, closed his mind, and did not want to hear any outside interference.

Falling into reincarnation forever, knowing the joys and sorrows.

Listening to Anton's narration, Sirius' complexion became extremely complicated, and he looked at Anton with some bitterness, "So, he will continue like this forever?"

Anton pursed his lips and shook his head slowly, "The soul can travel through the long river of time repeatedly, but the body can't. This is the law of nature. When his body rots and festers, his soul loses its support..."

He took a deep breath, "Professor Snape will die at the best time..."

Anton can pull Voldemort or Dumbledore out of the world of the dead to play with him without any scruples, but he can't help but take into account Professor Snape's feelings and desires, and bring him back to this world, which he no longer has any nostalgia for. in the world.

There is a difference between intimacy and estrangement, but that's all.

Sirius gritted his teeth, clenched his fists forcefully, his whole body twitched in pain, "This bastard!"

His whole body was shaking rapidly, and his face began to switch frequently between 'Sirius' and 'Little Barty'.

"A ray of sunshine~"

With a flick of the wand in Anton's hand, Sirius regained his senses.

His azure blue eyes stared at Professor Sirius, raised his eyebrows, "For the next level of the Top 100 Tournament, I plan to activate another ritual magic to completely wipe out the little Barty on your body and the one on Harry's body." Voldemort is stripped out."

"Fate is always cruel to people, we can only fight, there is no other way."

It is too troublesome to talk about gray magic and ritual magic. Anton is not in the mood to argue with Sirius right now. He glanced at Sirius' missing arm and sighed.

"You can take Professor Snape to Professor Fiennes, he may have a solution, and your arm also needs his treatment."

As he said, Anton pointed to Vernon Longbottom, who was lying on the ground in the distance and his breath gradually returned to normal, "According to the rules of the competition, Harry's Boggart is dead, and he has the right to use this opportunity to drink the potion and pass Ritual magic transforms into a wizard, just let him lie here, and he will wake up by himself later."

After explaining this, Anton walked straight into the distance.

"Where are you going?" Sirius looked at Anton in a daze.

"..." Anton stopped in his tracks, turned his head slowly, a smile gradually appeared on his face, and the smile was a little crazy.

"I'm in a bad mood right now!"

"I have to find someone to vent to!"

"I decided……"

"Go and kill that damned Tom Riddle with your own hands!"

Boom~

There was an explosion of apparition traveling through the space, and Anton completely lost his trace.

...

...

Boom~

Boom~

Apparition explosions appeared randomly in this forest, and Tom Riddle's wild laughter faintly came from the air, "Hahaha, Harry Potter, I caught Harry Potter!"

At this moment, a huge rune snake appeared out of nowhere and wrapped Harry with a dazed face, entrenched beside Tom Riddle, constantly moving with apparition.

"Dumbledore!"

"Dumbledore~~"

Tom laughed a little maniacally, and the laughter resounded throughout the arena. Many people could see this fleeting figure through the individual screens of the warriors in the game.

"Dumbledore~, if you don't catch up with me again, I will use the characteristics of the rune snake to completely devour your savior, and I will completely possess more powerful power!"

"Harry!" screamed Hermione from somewhere in the arena, looking in horror at the sudden appearance of a young Voldemort and the captured Harry beside him.

"Hermione run!" Harry yelled in horror.

"Hahaha... Avada Kedavra!" Tom Riddle waved the Elder Wand smoothly, and the powerful Unforgivable Curses light rushed towards Hermione.

it's time to……

Arouse everyone in this world to fear the Dark Lord!

It's time to announce your return!

At this moment, a leaf on the ground suddenly became huge, as big as a wall, standing between Tom and Hermione, and exploded with a crash as the Kedavin curse hit it.

Dumbledore stared at Tom with a cold expression, stared at the pet rune snake that Barty Jr. gave Harry as Sirius, and stared at the lightning-shaped scar on Harry's forehead that was shining with light.

His guess was indeed correct, Tom was going to use the magic that was cast on Sirius and Barty Jr. to fuse himself with Harry, and take away the magic of love from Harry in a substitute way.

At that time, Tom will not only be able to make up for the lack of the ability to feel love in his soul, but will also easily escape the damage of prophecy magic, and will have an extremely powerful guardian of blood relative magic.

This is simply disgusting. Lily's blood relative protection magic was originally used to fight against Tom, but she didn't expect it to be used in the opposite direction.

And all of this, Dumbledore endured, he carefully stared at the magical properties that Tom was maintaining, ready to release his own magic at any time, and completely made Tom into Harry's "Tom's Wreck".

Yes, the one Anton made in his second grade.

Easily let the young Anton have the ability to cast spells comparable to Voldemort.

Think about the terrible tickle curse that spread to the entire Hogwarts castle, so many teachers and students, even myself, have no way to resist the trick.

At that time, he was rejoicing that Anton didn't use this method to cast the Death Curse on Hogwarts, and was also studying the feasibility of this method.

This is obviously cruel, imprisoning the soul of a top magic master for his own service.

But if Tom is being used, it doesn't seem unacceptable.

The key here is the destiny power of the prophecy magic that Harry will kill Tom.

He knew Anton, as long as this established fact was done, the kind Anton would definitely help Harry and teach Harry how to use this 'Tom's Wreck'.

And with Harry's character, it can also play a role in checking and balancing Anton in the future, preventing him from taking some things to the point of no return.

If Harry and Anton were to blame, it was him, the old man.

Dumbledore didn't care.

Everything is for the greater good.

At this moment, the sound of Apparition suddenly exploded, and Anton's figure appeared beside Hermione, holding the wand in his hand high, his eyes were extremely cold and full of anger.

"Avada Kedavra!"

boom!

A terrifying plasma with a diameter of one meter spewed out from the tip of his wand, like a torrent, swallowing Tom Riddle's figure in an instant.

At this moment, in front of countless magic mirrors, all wizards and Muggles exclaimed.

He stared wide-eyed at the horrific scene.

looking at...

Looking out of the window, the beam of light that can be observed with the naked eye gushes out from the depths of the North Sea, pierces the sky, tears the clouds, and rushes into outer space.

The power of this spell is simply terrifying!