The Strongest Badger at Hogwarts

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Inside Hogwarts Castle.

The battle has entered the final stage.

Under the attack of Durmstrang's reinforcements and the Hogwarts allied forces, the number of French wizards in the shaft has dropped to single digits.

And the remaining few people also retreated to the corridor on the eighth floor, trying to make those students pay the final tragic price by virtue of the terrain advantage here, or directly kill a protruding professor.

This is not impossible.

After undergoing the campus renovation plan after the Hogwarts reorganization, the layout of the eighth floor of Hogwarts has undergone earth-shaking changes compared to before. Its complexity is so high that even the students and professors of Hogwarts will get lost. Enough for the French wizards to play their own strategy.

But just when they were gritting their teeth and preparing to find an ambush location.

A mass of orange-red flames suddenly erupted from the corridor.

Then, Dumbledore, who was surrounded by golden and white holy light, appeared out of nowhere, blocking their way.

"Deng...Dumbledore!"

A leading French wizard murmured.

The fear in the eyes spread uncontrollably.

This is the terrifying existence that once defeated Grindelwald, and destroyed most of Beauxbatons not long ago.

Facing him, the anger in the hearts of the French wizards was quickly extinguished.

They screamed and wanted to back off, and they were more willing to fight against the staggering number of student coalition forces.

At least that way there is still a glimmer of hope of survival.

Unfortunately, Dumbledore did not intend to give them this chance.

Hum——

A large piece of golden and white holy light was sprinkled.

These rays of light, which could only serve as defenses and expendable energy in front of the two Voldemort souls before, showed their original strength at this moment.

They turned into countless blades, instantly chopping the French wizards in front of them into pieces.

In the distance, the people of Hogwarts who had witnessed all this with their own eyes erupted into deafening cheers.

People were all calling Dumbledore's name, flocking towards this side like crazy.

Faintly, Dumbledore even heard their voices wanting to ask about Harry and Link's situation.

But amidst these voices, Dumbledore just looked at Phoenix Fox beside him with complicated eyes.

"Have you begun to take his orders?"

Dumbledore said flatly.

A magical creature like the phoenix has always been the most difficult magical animal to tame.

But as long as it can get its approval, then it will become the most loyal guard, except for its own master, the orders of others will be ignored by it.

Under normal circumstances, it is impossible for a phoenix to recognize two people at the same time.

This is because people who can gain Phoenix's approval are really rare. It is rare for a Phoenix to meet one in its life, let alone two at the same time.

The second is that spiritual creatures like phoenixes also have a first-come, first-served concept. Generally speaking, they will be more inclined to the first approved master, thus ignoring the later approved ones.

But there are exceptions.

Phoenix Fawkes chose to obey Link's orders in the previous choice, not his Dumbledore's.

This is definitely not Phoenix Fox trying to save him.

Because a creature like the phoenix does not have the concept of 'death', it will never prevent its master from dying, and even if it gives an order, it is not impossible for it to kill its master itself.

That is to say, compared to Dumbledore and Link, Phoenix is ​​more willing to obey Link's orders.

Does this also mean that Link possesses a quality that is better than Dumbledore, and thus was recognized by Phoenix Fox?

"Bee--"

The wonderful chirping sound resounded through the corridor.

Dumbledore was pulled back from his brief thought.

Looking at the Phoenix in front of him, he forcefully forced a smile and said:

"That's right,

Are you going back to help him now? sure! But I still want to give you another order, can I? That is to bring that child back, and no matter what, even if he orders you to leave, you have to bring him back. Hope you listen to me this time, okay? "

Phoenix's song of courage sounded again.

Accompanied by the beautiful melody, Phoenix Fox turned into a flame and disappeared.

Dumbledore stared at the place where the flame disappeared, his eyes were extremely complicated.

Behind him, there are cheering students and professors pouring in.

...

The other side of the battlefield.

Link, who was covered in fog armor and a bluish-white cyclone, was already submerged by the bloody blade storm.

Tiny blood thunders were constantly wandering from Voldemort's body, frantically stimulating the functions of Harry's body, squeezing out more power.

This directly made Voldemort's movements extremely fast.

While laughing wildly, the bloody long knife in his hand kept dancing.

The swift and fierce slashes that were barely visible to the naked eye continued to fall, and the momentum became more and more fierce every time.

The blood in the sky kept flashing, splitting dense sparks all over Link.

The sharpness of these slashes even partly shattered the thickened energy protection layer outside Link, together with the concussion force of the rest of the slashes, they directly acted on Link's body, resulting in more and more wounds on his body , the injuries to the internal organs are also getting worse, and the hair in the throat is so sweet that he almost vomits blood.

This is what must happen without Dumbledore's assistance.

Every legendary level wizard has its own combat style and energy tendency.

If you insist on describing it, Dumbledore is like a fortress with both offensive and defensive capabilities. The disdainful golden and white holy light and the terrifying disappearing spell have equally powerful offensive and defensive capabilities.

Voldemort was even more greedy.

Whether it is attack, defense, speed, wisdom...

He wants all tendencies!

It is precisely because of this wish that Voldemort crazily carried out blood transformation on himself, and learned to absorb all kinds of knowledge and abilities, even such outdated skills as sword technique and knife technique are no exception.

And he actually did it.

Voldemort's split soul body wielding a bloody long knife right now should be the almighty existence that Voldemort imagined when he was young.

As for Link, he is a pure attacker.

Even with the defensive ability of fog armor, its essence exists for better offense.

So when facing Voldemort's crazy attack, he didn't even think about passively defending.

Even though his internal organs were damaged and the blood had already rushed to his throat, he still gritted his teeth and swung his wand fiercely at the figure covered in blood and thunder.

"boom--"

The mist armor, which had been heated to pink by the halo dye, popped out suddenly, and then was chopped off.

Hot snow-white steam quickly diffused, turning the entire battlefield into a high-temperature hell.

Voldemort's split soul also learned to be smart this time.

The first time the steam bloomed, he not only retreated violently driven by the blood thunder, but also kept slashing with the blood-colored long knife in his hand. The flurry of dancing blades formed a storm, directly cutting all the steam in the sky.

And what Link needed was exactly Voldemort's reaction.

Under Link's control, the shattered vapor cloud condensed again, compressed, and was quickly transformed into a scorching air cannon, which shot at Bladestorm at a very high frequency.

Naturally, all these attacks were blocked.

Voldemort's piercing laughter even came out of the bloody blade storm.

Link knew very well that this was the other party's useless effort to laugh at him.

But is this really useless?

In fact, as long as Voldemort pays a little attention, he can find that every attack of Link lands precisely on a fixed position on the side of the long knife in his hand.

It's a pity that Voldemort has been overwhelmed by great humiliation and anger at this moment.

He just frantically swung the long knife, killing and wounding Link while resisting the incoming attack.

And Link is doing the same thing.

The two of them were like two underground black boxers who went completely crazy in the octagonal cage, unreservedly swinging heavy punches at their opponents.

After this brutal confrontation lasted for nearly half a minute, a trace of fine cracks finally spread from the side of the bloody long knife.

Click——

The crisp crackling sound seemed inaudible amidst all kinds of supersonic gas explosions and collision explosions.

Link at this moment has completely turned into a blood man.

There were cut wounds all over his body.

A large amount of blood was continuously thrown out with every movement of his.

But even so, there was still a smile on the corner of Link's mouth.

His purpose has been achieved!

Voldemort's movements finally stopped.

In other words, he was forced to stop, and the bloody long knife transformed by Gerald in his hand was trying his best to resist his control in the spiritual world. This kind of resistance was so fierce that even Voldemort could not ignore it. As for the actual material world, the blade trembled and sounded like a scream-like wail.

'It can no longer be used! Don't be about to break! '

Voldemort looked down at the long knife in his hand with dissatisfaction. At this moment, the knife was already covered with fine cracks, and these cracks were still spreading.

Gerrard wasn't lying.

The bloody long knife had reached its limit and could no longer withstand any force.

And when the blade shatters, Gerald himself will die!

"It's really... a waste-like existence."

Voldemort shook his head in disgust, then looked up at Link not far away, who was stained red with blood, trying to float in the air and took the opportunity to breathe heavily to regain his strength, and smiled, "You are very good! Really good! That’s right! In my long life, you are one of the rare strong men who can be recognized by me! So, should you choose to follow me and become my new blade? This will be the only choice that will allow you to survive !"

As soon as these words came out, the bloody long knife trembled even more.

It was as if Gerrard himself was roaring crazily at the Voldemort soul in front of him.

Blame him for trying to persuade Link to surrender.

Lord Voldemort has already tried this kind of thing.

And the result is that now there is not even a little dregs left of Voldemort's main soul.

This kind of stupid behavior seemed to Gerald like casting a spell on a rooster to try to turn it back into a T-Rex.

But when Gerrard kept yelling in the spiritual world, he heard Link on the opposite side nod and say:

"Okay, I accept your proposal, but if I take refuge in you, what kind of position will you give me? I think we must discuss this point clearly. I am a wizard of the legendary rank, and I hope to be echoed." The status of my identity and strength!"

'Forehead--'

Gerald in the spiritual world instantly petrified, and even the bloody long knife stopped trembling strangely, allowing the fine cracks on it to continue to spread.

He never expected that Link would agree so simply and neatly, and even directly entered the bargaining session of discussing future treatment.

But after being shocked, Gerrard felt that this was not something that he could not understand.

After all, the current Link is almost exhausted.

Gerald has seen many people who are firm in their beliefs but surrender in the face of death.

Maybe this is the case for Link?

After hesitating for a while, the corners of Gerald's mouth in the spiritual world slowly raised, and he was about to persuade the soul in Harry to accept Link's surrender.

But before he could officially open his mouth, the other party had already gripped the long knife in his hand again and raised it high above his head.

"I don't feel any sincerity from your words." Voldemort shook his head and said lightly, "That is to say, you are just trying to delay time so that you can recover more physical strength."

"Ah, I was spotted by you. That's really a pity."

Link lowered his head in disappointment.

The wound on his body has slowly stopped the bleeding while taking advantage of the gap between the conversation with Voldemort just now.

But this is not enough.

Because above the long knife raised by Voldemort, there is a frightening force constantly gathering.

Gerald's mind started roaring and screaming again.

With his current state, there is no way to bear such a huge energy infusion.

With the continuous influx of energy, he could even feel that the blade made of his soul and energy was gradually shattering at an increasing speed. The pain that penetrated into the bone marrow made Gerald wish to die immediately.

It's a pity that this wish is not allowed.

The terrifying and viscous dark magic power invaded the blood-colored long knife, spreading along the cracks on the knife body, forming large black lines like cracks.

It's like some kind of high-strength adhesive, forcibly sticking all the blades that were about to break together so that it can withstand more force.

"Since you don't want to surrender, then go die!"

Voldemort fell silent.

What fell at the same time was the raised long knife.

This is definitely the scariest slash Link has ever seen in his life.

The magic power of black and red has been completely integrated on the blade.

With the blessing of magic power, the power of this slash is even enough to shatter mountains and rivers!

There is no doubt that the long knife itself will be shattered after this full blow, but before that, maybe he has already been chopped into pieces, right?

Thinking of this, a wry smile appeared on Link's face.

And at this moment, the clear and sweet phoenix cry suddenly sounded from Link's ears.

A large group of orange-red phoenix flames also appeared out of thin air, taking the lead to meet the attacking blade.

The moment the two meet.

The monstrous phoenix flames and the phoenix body hidden in it in the form of energy were all cut in half.

But the blade itself, which was blessed to the limit, also shattered suddenly due to the intrusive touch, and turned into fragments all over the sky!