Hogwarts Mysterious Man Resurrected

Although Lothar was thinking about the despicable Haierbo, it didn't mean that he really had no reaction at all.

Facing the sudden attack of Voldemort and the despicable Herbo.

Lothar rolled on the spot in embarrassment, dodging a dark green light and a black light.

It wasn't that he didn't want to use Apparition, but that he didn't dare to use it because he was afraid of being torn apart by the magic power of Voldemort and Herbo.

But after escaping these two spells, Lothar disapparated and left here, turning into a line of smoke moving at high speed in mid-air like the two of them.

It's just that the difference between Voldemort and Herbo is that the smoke that Lothar changes is white, while the smoke of the two of them is black.

This feeling of turning into smoke and moving at high speed in mid-air gave Lothar a strange feeling.

He could clearly feel that his body was intact, and he could even use magic spells in this state.

But he could feel the surrounding air being squeezed by him into an unknown shape, surrounding himself.

It's even this air that allows him to move at high speeds in mid-air.

He tried it and it felt great.

Of course, Lothar also knew that now was not the time for him to try magic.

He waved his wand's right hand.

"Flaming"

A huge flame spurted out from his wand, surrounding this mental space, forcing Voldemort and Herbo to move, and at the same time compressing their escape space.

But Voldemort and Herbo are not ordinary dark wizards.

One is the most evil dark wizard from thousands of years ago, and the other is Voldemort, who brought a terrifying and dark cloud to the British wizarding world more than ten years ago.

Haierbo pointed his magic wand, and the ground suddenly rose up and turned into a stone giant three to four meters high, standing in front of him to resist the oncoming flames.

Voldemort was more ferocious. He waved his wand, and the flames rushing towards him changed their paths, and instead turned into a giant python and rushed towards Lothar.

Lothar's face was expressionless, and his heart moved. The flames in front of him were changing shape according to his thoughts.

"Qiangqiang"

A phoenix cry resounded in this spiritual space similar to a secret room.

A flaming phoenix flew and took shape in mid-air.

Then, it swallowed up the flame python in one mouthful, and then caught Haierbo's stone giant and smashed it into pieces.

This made Voldemort and Herbo look cautious.

The next second, two beams of light hit Lothar's flame phoenix at the same time.

In its mournful cry, it was reduced to ashes.

But Lothar pointed down with the hand holding the wand, and a huge stone lion appeared in front of everyone, roaring and rushing towards Haierbo.

Then he waved his right hand again.

The surrounding water was gathered by him, forming a large whirlpool, surrounding Voldemort, like a giant beast opening its mouth, ready to eat him.

But Voldemort put his right hand to his mouth and blew, and a strong wind blew away Lothar's water vortex.

Suddenly, the transformed water droplets appeared in the entire mental space.

Over there, Haierbo's wand emitted a huge light.

The stone lion was blasted to pieces.

The battle became fierce for a while, and no one could do anything to anyone.

But all three of them knew that this situation would not last long.

This resurrection ceremony is about to end, but they haven't decided the winner yet.

It's impossible to have one body and three souls, right?

For this reason, there is only one solution to be solved first.

Then the remaining people will decide the winner and become the one who can be resurrected.

Voldemort and Haierbo looked at each other vaguely, and they both saw each other's intentions.

They all want one person to be eliminated early so that they can compete for the resurrected body.

The next moment, two huge magical rays locked on Lothar and shot straight towards him.

At the same time, they also used magic to lock the space around Lothar, blocking his plan to apparate away.

Facing the joint attack of Voldemort and Herbo, Lothar's face turned as black as carbon.

Fortunately, he had expected it.

Neither of these are good things.

At that moment, a milky white magic barrier appeared in front of him, blocking the joint attack of Voldemort and Herbo.

The magic power of the three people held this small place in a stalemate.

The difference is that Voldemort and Herbo are increasing their magic power, hoping to break Lothar's magic barrier with one blow and then kill him.

Lothar, on the other hand, increased the intensity of his magic to bless his guardian magic.

This is an ancient protective magic, in Voldemort's memory.

This magic is very useless because he doesn't know how to use it, or it seems useless when he uses it.

Because this magic requires a strong guardianship, it is a kind of white magic, and it cannot harbor evil thoughts.

So, Voldemort said not to mention it.

How could the future Dark Lord and the current Dark Wizard learn a guardian magic?

This was the thought that Tom Riddle was struggling with when he was learning how to use it and the results were still rubbish.

Of course, apart from Lothar, only Voldemort himself knew this.

It was from that point on that he gave up on the magic and felt that that was all.

Little did he know that in Lothar's hands, he could actually resist the attacks of two powerful dark wizards.

After all, no one wants to die. His desire to protect himself is unprecedentedly powerful, and he doesn't have any evil intentions.

He is not like Voldemort, who thinks about killing this and that all day long.

How can there be such a thing as protection in my heart?

Lothar's heart was very peaceful and she had no intention of killing anyone.

After all, he is not crazy, nor does he want to be.

And unlike Voldemort, Lothar didn't have much resentment towards the world, nor did he suffer any misfortune.

Therefore, when this magic that was useless in Voldemort's hands came into Lothar's hands, it showed a different style.

This was ironic, but I guess Voldemort wouldn't care too much.

He is a proud man, always has been, from beginning to end.

"Avada Kedavra."

The dark green light was extremely bright at this moment.

Faced with Voldemort's maximum output of magic power, no one can easily resist the death curse.

"Ahhhhh" a scream came, and the person who screamed was none other than the despicable Haierbo.

He was sneak-attacked by Voldemort, at the moment when Lothar's protective spell was about to be broken.

"why"

Haierbo screamed, and his soul-turned-body began to dissipate piece by piece.

He looked at Voldemort with confusion in his eyes, wondering why he suddenly attacked him.

Even if they want to rebel against this temporary alliance, they have to wait until Lothar is eliminated.

Lothar also looked at Voldemort with complicated eyes, and he was as confused as Halpo.

Even though it was a good time, he thought he might die.

As a result, Voldemort backhanded Herbo.

This time it was too unexpected, Haierbo was out.

Voldemort glanced at Herbo calmly, and finally looked at Lothar, who had complicated eyes, and spoke word by word.

"Because he is mine."