966 So love and hate are intertwined and people are carving flesh.
Chapter 966 So love and hate intertwine and people are carving flesh.
Dumbledore could be indifferent for the sake of profit, Grindelwald could stand aside for the sake of planning, Anton could remain aloof just for the sake of fun, but Snape would not!
Yes, he does not have so many interests to pursue in his life.
Those big guys can forget the pain caused by the war and ignore those shattered emotions and lives, but Snape cannot forget it.
Countless people died in that battle, not just Lily, not just those hated by Potter, not just his companions who longed to follow the Dark Lord to change the world.
Snape couldn't say that he was right, but he never felt that he was wrong.
Those Aurors who fight for the Ministry of Magic, those wizards who fight for the ideals of the Order of the Phoenix, those saints, those Death Eaters, they all just fight for the noble ideals in their hearts.
Is the method really cruel or not? Could it be that his like-minded companions who were killed by members of the Order of the Phoenix died in comfort?
There are not so many right and wrong things in this world, there are just different desires.
Severus Snape once longed for love, and once longed to pursue faith and work together to change the world and achieve outstanding achievements.
However, it all seemed like a bubble, eventually exploding and disappearing.
Love has become illusory and has nowhere to place the pain, and the faith in the past has turned into hatred from the bottom of my heart.
So, there was only one thing Snape wanted.
Voldemort must die!
It has nothing to do with any great interests, he just wants Voldemort to die, that's all!
So, he drank the polyjuice potion, disguised himself as Barty Jr., and patiently waited for the opportunity.
As for dying from this?
Ha, actually he is not afraid.
Yes, after returning from the long river of time to meet Lily, his friend Fiennes once told him that he planned to use the "Spider Breeding Resurrection" to bring him back from the world of dead souls.
It's just that the resurrection technique is a bit troublesome, but it's just a trouble.
He also said that if Snape had a way to cast the passage of life and death created by the 'Patronus Charm' without a wand, his resurrection might be faster.
Fiennes is really a top wizard with extremely advanced research in potions and life-related magic!
If that's the case, why not take it easy?
Regardless of belief or realistic conditions, when he is not afraid of life and death, how terrifying can the so-called Dark Lord Voldemort be?
Since you are not afraid, then why not do it?
If you want to do it, why not now?
Patience is not Snape's creed. It will only continue to torture his heart and prevent him from achieving true freedom.
He didn't want to wait, there was no need to wait, now, right away.
"Avada Kedavra!"
The cold curse light was filled with silvery star points, and they all rushed towards Voldemort's unobstructed face. With unparalleled will, they hit Voldemort in an instant.
However!
A scene happened that made Snape's pupils widen, making him so heartbroken and angry.
A phantom suddenly appeared on Voldemort's body, with his loose wizard robes flowing, his long crimson hair flying, and his green eyes filled with indescribable sadness and tenderness.
That is……
"Lily!"
It's the magic of love in Harry that comes from his mother Lily Evans!
At this moment, he was grafted into Voldemort's body!
how dare you!
How dare you!
The anger burned Snape's entire chest in an instant, almost burning him to pieces, but he still reacted extremely quickly and released the 'Patronus Curse'.
Sure enough, in just an instant, the 'Death Curse' he released bounced back to him and was blocked by a huge silver shadow of a deer.
"Hmph~"
Voldemort made a muffled sound, swung his arm vigorously, threw the sleeves of his wide wizard robe on Snape, and in an instant cast the 'Repulse Curse' without a wand.
Snapped!
Snape seemed to be pushed away by a huge hand and rolled back into the cell behind him.
Voldemort covered his chest with one hand. There was a long, narrow and curved dagger stuck in his chest, and countless blood spurted out from the fangs at the end of the dagger.
It was a black magic tool, the 'Vampire Blade', the sacred weapon of vampires in wizard fairy tales. People who were stabbed by this weapon would bleed profusely.
(ps: Chapter 503, this black magic prop was made by the old wizard Fiennes and was used to bleed Anton)
But obviously Snape's attack was not that simple.
The key was the pink smoke that filled the air around Voldemort. He didn't know what kind of potion it was, but he could feel the seductive chanting of a witch in the smoke.
During this chant, Voldemort felt extremely strangely that something extremely precious was being sprayed out from his body along with his blood.
Damn it!
Voldemort is such a smart person. If you don't look at his methods, he is almost the top super wizard in the field of magic. He can figure out what this thing is in an instant.
That weird chant actually smelled of the disgusting magic 'Voldemort's Light Sadness' that Anton had researched.
No, it's not just that!
There is actually a feeling of 'Animagus blood superposition' that Anton studied, but this thing is the opposite, it is a kind of peeling off!
Potions and curses all in one!
right!
He must be using this method, using this kind of magic potion that is extremely specific to him, and combining it with this dagger. It is rapidly depriving him of his magical blood!
This is simply the most vicious curse for a wizard!
No!
No!
Voldemort tried hard to pull out the dagger, but he couldn't pull it out!
It is like a disgusting blood-sucking leech, frantically extracting its own magical blood, and at the same time it releases something similar to a 'disruption spell' or a 'confusion spell', making one's heart give up resistance and enjoy the splatter of blood.
The pleasure!
So happy!
Voldemort roared violently and pulled out the dagger with a strong will. The force was so strong that it even contained the power of magic. It even pulled part of his heart and ribs out of his chest at the same time.
come out.
It's very weird.
There was obviously a huge hole in his chest, but the flow of blood stopped.
The dagger in his hand fell, and Voldemort felt something suddenly disappearing from his body. He was so angry that he almost went crazy.
He finally became complete!
He worked so hard, against the tricks of fate, the pull of time, and the distortion of people's hearts, to get to this point little by little!
What is missing?
he does not know!
But he knew that he was too immersed in power and could not create a Horcrux for himself in time. At this time, he had no way to use the Horcrux to restore his original perfect state.
Forever, forever lost that part of the blood, or soul!
pain!
It hurts!
hatred!
Hate it!
How could there be so many opportunities to complete such a perfect resurrection plan with Anton's ritual magic and Dumbledore's calculations like last time!
He drew out his wand angrily, and before he could release the attacking magic, a sharp ray of magic light suddenly cut towards him.
"The Divine Edge is Shadowless!"
What drives such a terrifying intensity spell is no longer just emotions, or even just will, but a further level of ‘belief’!
It is the most complex and elusive spiritual power in the human heart.
So powerful.
It seemed like it was tearing the whole world in half, and it seemed like it only affected Voldemort. That sense of point-to-point space was so familiar!
So familiar!
That was the ‘flying spell’ invented by him, Voldemort, and Tom Riddle!
how dare you!
How dare you!
Use the magic I invented to kill me!
Voldemort was obviously better at controlling his anger than Snape. He even smiled cruelly at Snape and used a magic move that almost made Snape's eyes split with rage to resist the 'Shadow's Edge'.
Patronus Charm!
A silver deer that was almost identical to Lily's patron saint jumped out lightly and swooped towards the shadowless light of the divine front, instantly obliterating everything.
No, it cannot be said exactly the same.
This is the Patronus Charm powered by Lily's love magic!
This is Lily's patron saint!
"God's Edge is Shadowless!" Voldemort waved his wand gracefully and teasingly, and an extremely sharp magical light was shot towards Snape, who was almost about to explode with anger and his face was so distorted that he was so confused that he could not react in time.
Just a moment.
The magical light of Shadowless Blade easily tore Snape's chest and cut him in half!
But at this time!
This magic seemed to go back in time, from tearing Snape in half to only cutting half in half, the tear in the second half of the body actually rebounded in an instant and returned to being intact and unharmed.
state.
And accompanied by this strange change in the reverse flow of time.
It was a strange thing similar to a spider web woven by countless colored lights in mid-air. It flickered in mid-air and disappeared again.
At the same time, Voldemort groaned again, and his chest, which had a huge hole in it, suddenly tore open.
From his left shoulder to his right waist, there was an extremely terrifying laceration, almost severing his entire upper body.
"impossible!"
Voldemort tapped his chest with the wand in his hand, barely holding on to the wound, and roared, "What kind of magic is this? This magic is too weird!"
He felt it!
The torn wounds on his body came from the Divine Edge Wuying he released!
This was obviously rebounded, but such rebound magic was actually passively performed by him!
really!
When he was resurrected, he vaguely noticed something was wrong!
I didn’t expect it to be such a thing!
Someone!
Someone burned some passive magic deep in his soul!
And he has seen this kind of inexplicable thing before!
When he was hiding in Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, he read this thing in the mind of Alex Fiennes - a spell slot!
It's him?
Voldemort rejected this idea instantly!
It's his student Anton!
Anthony Weasley, that lunatic with an abnormal mind!
"Quack quack..."
Suddenly, a weird and strange laughter sounded beside him, and a head came over from the side, curiously looking at the wound on his chest. It turned out to be Anton.
"Is it fun?"
"I call this magic 'love-hate intertwining, quantum entanglement, killing one hundred enemies and damaging one hundred, super invincible magic'!"
"How's it going?" Anton said with a stern look on his face, just like a child in a kindergarten who pesters the teacher to praise him.
Voldemort tightened his grip on the wand in his hand and roared angrily, "Antonine Weasley!"
"Here he is, here he is~"
Anton jumped out from the side with a smile and a little naughty, standing between Voldemort and Snape, looking at Lao Fu with a smile, "Oh~ My dear professor, you are wrong, I am indeed very
I care about the people I care about, but I'm not afraid of you hurting them!"
"Guess what, if you hurt them, the exact same injuries will appear on you!"
"Quack quack..."
"Is it fun?"
"Is it exciting?"
Suddenly, Voldemort's expression became gloomy and uncertain. He had restrained himself so much that now that he was seriously injured, he was not suitable to fight against Anton, a powerful wizard.
If I can’t beat him, then damn me!
He could only look angrily at this lunatic humming that tuneless song as if no one else was around!
"So~ is~~ love and hate intertwined~ people cut flesh..."