Hogwarts: Harry Returns from the Witcher.

Chapter 459 Suppression

Chapter 459 Suppression

Voldemort's eyes were full of desire.

That's what I want most recently.

"It will give you some help, although it may not be as useful as you think." Dumbledore said softly.

Harry shook his head and refused decisively: "No, you can keep it for yourself."

"It doesn't accept me."

The Elder Wand wasn't right for him, and even when the wand was in Harry's hands, it was eager to provoke him.

a formidable opponent

Dumbledore put it back, looked up at Voldemort, and said, "Be careful."

Voldemort looked at Harry: "That's the Elder Wand, why don't you use it?"

"That might give you some tiny odds of winning."

"Why should I kill you when I could have killed you?" Harry asked frankly.

Voldemort stopped talking, just raised his hand and waved his wand a little.

Bai Shuang surged and danced, turned into a huge python, and crushed him fiercely.

The body does not move, still floating in the air.

Voldemort seldom chose to use this spell when fighting other people, too far away to appreciate the pleasing look of pain and helplessness on their faces when they met him.

But not with Potter.

He had to keep himself in a safe range.

A wizard whose melee skills are almost unbeatable

Voldemort looked at him, a grim smile twisting the corners of his mouth.

Harry waved his wand.

The surrounding stone pillars twisted and turned into a python that was a bit bigger than Baishuang, twisting and turning.

But these huge deformed creations are not used as a booster in the battle as before, but as an auxiliary, so that they can get closer to Voldemort's passage.

He is in heaven.

Stepping on the giant snake, Harry leaped. Even with the physical fitness of a demon hunter, it was not an easy task to walk freely on an unstable platform.

What's more, Voldemort would not let him get close safely.

The white Fiendfire blazed.

The temperature dropped sharply.

The thunderstorm was mixed with large flakes of snowflakes and hailstones.

The wind, rain, thunder and lightning are the result of Harry's weather spell.

The rest are all brought by Baishuang.

The rainwater fell to the ground and condensed into ice, which was even more unfriendly to Harry. He had to pay more attention to the shape-shifting creations, making their skin rougher and more suitable for him to step on.

The soldiers who were ordered by Gail not to participate in the past, as well as Gail himself, were watching the battle from a distance.

The giant snake leaped into the air and danced with great momentum.

The battle between two people is a battle of war.

Wind and snow, mist, and flames gradually wrapped up their battle.

But these majestic Xiong Li things hardly have any good effect in battle.

Baishuang chased the stone python.

The only effect it had was to make Harry's climbing path more difficult, without causing any harm, and even very little hindrance—Harry was an excellent Seeker, and every Quidditch team in the academy was thinking about how to stop him.

The offensive of the hoarfrost snake is not much higher than that of the bludger.

Instead, it was those small spells cast inadvertently that caused the biggest hindrance.

Voldemort flicked his wand.

A piece of hail that fell on the stone python suddenly exploded, turning into a puddle of oil.

Harry summoned the fire and burned it.

The iron chains were formed out of thin air, and the snowflakes and hailstones that were not controlled by the weather spell became Voldemort's best help, and he could manipulate these natural celestial phenomena unscrupulously.

Stone Mang made a move, flicked lightly, the iron chain broke and fell to the ground.

Of course Harry couldn't take a beating and not fight back.

He is no worse than Voldemort in the accomplishment of the Transfiguration Curse.

All arrows fired!

There are a huge number of them, but each one is extremely detailed, and the arrows are sharply shot at Voldemort.

He didn't dodge or dodge, and he didn't even try to obstruct him, but continued to cast spells on Harry.

Arrows pierced through his body and was riddled with holes.

But no blood flowed out, what lingered in his body was hoarfrost, which healed in the blink of an eye, and even his clothes recovered.

"Have you seen that, Potter?" Voldemort asked softly.

"You have no chance of winning against me."

"On magic, you are suppressed by me."

"I am indeed no match for you at close quarters, but how can a mortal's iron weapon hurt a real god?"

Harry tilted his head: "I now confirm a fact."

Voldemort asked lightly, "Oh?"

"You are indeed a pervert." Harry said firmly, "You don't even have clothes on."

The robe on his body is also a creation of Baishuang.

"Potter, you are still provoking me at this moment!" Voldemort chanted the curse faster.

Choosing to use powerful spells isn't such a smart thing to do when powerful spells don't make a quantum leap.

Like this time.

If Harry was missed by the Killing Curse, the weak explosion effect brought by the Killing Curse was not even as good as reciting the Explosive Curse.

The two of them are like little wizards in the third and fourth grades.

Using those weak spells, changing the terrain in the air, testing and influencing each other.

Smoke, Transfiguration, Illumination

These spells, like blooming in their hands, are used in battle in various unimaginable ways.

Only occasionally, when Voldemort felt certain, like when Harry was pinched by two hoarfrost pythons, he would only say "Avada Kedavra" when he was dodging upwards or downwards.

This is his usual dueling technique.

Force the enemy with a curse, and put them in a situation where they have to bear the killing curse head-on.

There are many people who use the death curse.

But for many years, he was the only one who could use the death curse as a signature.

It doesn't work on Harry.

He can always escape in various unexpected ways.

Become an Animagus, dodge through weak gaps, or simply jump off, abandoning the previously established path and choosing to start over.

Careful and bold.

Voldemort's heart was heavy, and he clearly had the advantage, forcing Harry to give up again and again.

But the distance between them is getting closer.

This is what Harry fought for

Voldemort looked up.

The huge stone statue fell out of thin air.

He moved his body and dodged while flying.

It suddenly dawned on me.No, it wasn't that Harry was chasing after him, it was because he had put the distance between him and Harry closer.

Those transformation spells couldn't cause harm to themselves, but they did shorten the distance between the two of them time and time again, even by a centimeter or two centimeters.

Can't let him succeed.

Voldemort raised his hand, and Bai Shuang pushed him to fly upwards.

But...too late.

Harry had already pulled something out of his hat and hurled it at him.

With a bang, it exploded in the air.

The frost spread out.

With a wave of the magic wand, hail and snowflakes built a straight bridge connected with the layer of frost that was blasted by the bomb.

(End of this chapter)