The battle in the school did not last long. When Snape appeared in front of everyone with everyone's wands, these Death Eaters were not enough to watch.
It is worth mentioning that none of the Death Eaters in the list of Death Eaters that Voldemort read to Lucius at that time appeared today.
Including Lucius.
Obviously, Voldemort did not regard this Halloween event as his comeback plan at all, but just arranged some soldiers and generals for Tom Riddle.
No one else noticed, not even the murderous Dumbledore, that the person parasitizing Filch was not Voldemort at all.
This is the younger version of Voldemort's Horcrux, Tom Riddle's diary Horcrux.
Anton transformed into a color-changing wind bird and floated gently to the head of his stand-in, frowning and thinking - where did Lao Fu go?
What is the significance of Lao Fu returning to school this time?
He is in a wandering state. What is attracting him to return to school and risk being killed by Dumbledore?
Tom Riddle was still stuck in the memory of his youth, and of course he could not fully realize the gap between himself and Dumbledore. Voldemort was very cautious.
Of course, Tom Riddle is indeed proud now.
He seemed to have completely possessed the power of the basilisk, with extremely strong vitality surging within his body, and the weird snake-scale skin that was strong enough to compete with Gryffindor's sword was surging with strange magic.
This strange magical power full of vitality has the same aura as Horcruxes.
But what it was, Anton couldn't figure out for a while.
This thing is so strange. It is obvious that the despicable wizard Helbo had already gone very deep in the field of Horcruxes.
And Dumbledore is also very strange.
It is impossible for him to be defeated, but now they are just maintaining a state of mutual competition.
This is not a conspiracy, Anton can see that, even with the magic floating on the statue that binds Grindelwald, even with the powerful Gryffindor sword...
It was a draw.
It's like...
It was as if Dumbledore no longer believed in magic, and a huge crack appeared in his heart.
How can this be?
"..."
Anton thought for a while, and simply appeared on the stand-in doll, transforming into a huge rooster, with magic power surging, "Oh oh oh~~~~~"
"Oh oh oh~~~~~"
Dark clouds were flying in the sky, and the sun pierced through the sky and the earth, like a golden sword.
Following the crow of the rooster, sharp swords tore through the clouds one after another, and finally, the hazy clouds covering the sky above Hogwarts School completely dissipated.
The sun shines on the earth.
As if to say, it's dawn. All things are full of vitality, the wind blows the treetops, and the grass breaks through the stones and pulls out the green leaves.
Its daybreak.
A new day has arrived.
Tom Riddle, who was floating in mid-air, suddenly burst out with a shrill scream. The life force on his body, as thick as the sea, was quickly dissipating, with a trace of black energy.
"Haha, my guess was indeed right!"
"It turns out that the crow of the rooster can really restrain the power of the basilisk!"
With a thought in his heart, he transformed into a fortune-telling bird and looked up. Sure enough, the dissolving vitality turned into gray-black lines and drifted toward the sky and the earth.
Moreover, with this kind of line, it is rare for a fortune-telling bird to have an instinct to resist eating it.
The magical world is always like this, there are always magical unknowns waiting to be explored.
As the basilisk power disappeared from Tom Riddle's body, the golden chains extending from the huge statue on the edge of the black lake instantly bound him and pulled him wildly.
This method...
Anton's eyes lit up, he quickly flapped his wings, flew closer, and stared at everything.
Isn't this method the same as the one he used to help Snape peel off the black magic? Oh, there are still some differences. He is operating on the level of the black thread of the soul, while Dumbledore is operating on the level of magic.
There are no higher or lower levels, only which level the wizard understands more thoroughly.
But the method is similar, and the experience of this kind of on-site teaching is simply amazing.
Although I have said so much, it actually happened in just a split second. Tom Riddle was pulled out, and Dumbledore stabbed Tom completely into the chest with his sword.
Black-red blood flowed along the blade of the sword, and black mist came from the wound along with a shrill wail.
Dumbledore was stunned for a moment.
Looking helplessly at Anton who had turned back into a human body, he sighed, "I didn't expect this to be a Horcrux. It seems that Tom escaped long ago. It's a pity that this opportunity has come."
Anton did not speak, but looked at the huge statue of Lockhart with a complicated expression, "So you called Lupine over and tried your best to get him to find a way to guide Lockhart to create such a statue. In fact, it was to create a magic
Prop. And the purpose of this magic prop is just to pull Voldemort out of Filch and kill him?"
Originally, it only needed to kill Filch and Filch with one knife.
"How much effort does it take to get a Filch?"
Dumbledore shook his head, "My child, for Filch and for a life, no matter how much effort you spend, it is worth it."
He waved, and Filch floated gently next to him.
"In this school, Filch is the only one who is loyal to Hogwarts Castle, completely loyal to Hogwarts Castle. I don't know what you little wizards think of him, but he has won my respect.
He deserves this."
Anton was a little silent.
To be honest, he was quite touched.
Maybe this is the reason why Lupin is willing to sacrifice his life for Dumbledore. This old man still thinks of others in the most difficult times.
Right.
This is someone who is trying hard to get fired from Hogwarts if he is found out, but also trying to help a little werewolf with no interests to enter the school to study.
He pursed his lips and looked at Dumbledore with a smile, "You taught me a lesson."
"Yeah?"
Dumbledore puffed up his chest proudly and winked mischievously, "Maybe I, a centenarian, can still have some good influence on you."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Anton smiled and looked at the large number of professors, students, and parents rushing out of Hogwarts Castle in the distance, "No, you have already given a lot A lot of people have made a good impact.”
…
The two people chatting in the sky did not notice that the puppet Anton on the ground was making a snake's hissing sound.
Oh, it's not surprising to find it, after all, it is a snake that transformed into a snake.
However, none of them noticed that the moment Tom died, the dark green cracks on Filch's body lit up...
At the same time, the body of the doll Anton also lit up with the same dark green cracks, as if to convey some message.
Hissssss. (Translation: I am finally whole, my soul is finally whole!
)
Hiss hiss.
Hiss hiss.
Hiss hiss.
…
Finally, Dumbledore floated down and walked towards the crowd.
Anton also floated down, waving his wand and disarming the puppet substitute with a smile. He looked at the little snake that crawled into the grass and shot out, smacked his mouth, "This fighting method with the substitute in front is worthy of further development. .”
then……
He waved his wand, although his levitation spell no longer required a wand.
The little dark brown snake floated back again, looking at him in horror, its big confused eyes seeming to say, "What's wrong, what's wrong, what are you going to do again?"
"Quack quack~~~"
"You use it quite smoothly. I have decided that meeting each other is fate. I will use you as a training tool from now on."
"Hiss."
Anton smiled even more happily, "Do you agree too? That's great."
He threw the little snake to the ground, waved his magic wand, and soon it turned into a black pony.
Anton turned over and sat on it, gently flattered him, "De'er~ drive~~~~"
"!
"
The pony was silent for a moment, then her body was involuntarily controlled by magic, and she started running, leaving a crystal tear along the way.