Hogwarts The Dark Arts Awakened

It seemed to be very critical, but Ron Weasley also ducked to the left at the limit.

Seeing the trajectory of the cursed missile that was only thirty centimeters away, Ron Weasley felt as if his heart felt cold, followed by extreme anger.

"Damn it..." Ron Weasley said coldly.

His expression became extremely cold, but his eyes were bloodshot.

There seemed to be someone talking in my ear.

Kill him... kill him!Kill! ! !

In a daze, he seemed to see the ferocious smiles of three werewolves.

It seems that Draco has become that...Fenrir Greyback!

Draco's speed in reciting the curse was choked, and then he looked at Ron Weasley with a look of horror on his face in disbelief.

Ron Weasley also stared at him.

"Death...die...die..." The wand in his hand waved rapidly.

Voldemort's expression changed, he waved his wand and cast a disarming spell.

Ron Weasley felt the wand fall out of his hand.

But he didn't feel anything and continued to chant, waving his hands in the air.

Wandless Casting!

Voldemort's expression became extremely strange.

He seemed to be angry, but also seemed to be extremely surprised.

Ron Weasley finished his gesture, and a green light shot out.

Avada Kedavra! ! !

"Impossible!!!" Hermione's expression became extremely surprised: "How is it possible? How is it possible that he can cast spells without a wand?!"

Harry Potter looked anxiously at Ron Weasley, whose face was filled with coldness and extremely suppressed madness: "What is wandless spellcasting? What happened to him? Why is Ron looking at it now?" Does it sound scary?"

Voldemort appeared in front of Draco instantly.

Waving the wand, a dark yellow spell flashed out.

Cast a spell instantly!

Green light and yellow light intertwined.

In the end, Ron Weasley flew out violently and hit the wall. Dense spots soon appeared on his body.

Then layers of cuticles grow quickly!

Carapace body! ! !

Voldemort excitedly controlled his magic and formed a perfect armor on Ron Weasley's body!

"Verygood, Verygood..." he said very well twice in a row, and then came to Ron Weasley's side: "Do you know? You are simply born for dark magic...I believe that after I have you , I can speed up the conquest of the world by at least five years! At least!!!"

He smiled excitedly.

Ron Weasley felt endless pain and endless anger and hatred.

growled.

The sound was so weird that I couldn't understand it at all.

If his voice hadn't been completely deformed by this pain, I'm afraid everyone would be able to understand his words.

Voldemort...I'm going to kill you! ! ! …

In the midst of the crazy roar, I don't know if it was due to magic or because of his angry roar, the cuticles at the corners of his eyes cracked slightly.

A stream of bright red blood flowed from the corner of his right eye.

The blood quickly merged with the magic of the carapace body.

The cuticle on the head is like amber wrapped in something.

A stream of blood and tears was fixed in the hazy cuticle.

Finally Ron Weasley dropped to his knees.

It felt like the whole body was in pain as if it was being peeled off by cramps.

He finally understood how much pain Draco had suffered before, and he could also feel the hatred of the other party.

But would he apologize to Draco for it and make up? !

How can it be? !

How could he possibly make peace with this stupid Slytherin? !

Voldemort laughed wildly as he looked at Ron Weasley, who had a pair of medieval armor cuticles growing in front of him.

There is a big hole exposed at the lips and a small hole at the nose.

His eyes are like Ultraman's with two goose egg holes.

"Then... the battle continues, but..." Voldemort suddenly walked up to Ron Weasley, stretched out an index finger, and shook it: "You cannot use the Death Curse! Ron Weasley... "

The voice that said the other person's name seemed extremely forceful.

Ron Weasley looked at Voldemort in front of him.

This guy was wearing a fitted wizard robe and a magician-like top hat. He had a trace of wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, but he still looked handsome as a European and American man.

But to Ron Weasley it was so horrible and abominable.

Ron Weasley gritted his teeth and nodded, grabbed the wand handed over by Voldemort, then roared angrily, rushed towards Draco, and knocked him away.

Then he waved his wand, and pieces of it were torn apart and released.

Exploded countless stones, used huge magic power to control them to fly up, and hit Draco's head hard.

In a rage, Ron Weasley is like a super-powered tyrant.

Countless tables, chairs and rocks flew wildly, hitting the enemy in front of them hard.

"What a powerful magic power, it's not like the power you should have at this age! If you didn't really belong to Ron, I would have doubted whether your body was replaced by some old guy!" Voldemort sighed.

Ron Weasley's pupils shrank severely.

Although this is just the other party's guess, it is basically the same as the fact.

Ron Weasley, who was frightened and angry, roared, as if he was very angry, and then more magic spurted out.

Even the little wizard present felt as if he was about to fly.

This terrifying magic riot is simply like a small natural disaster! ! !

There is a spell in magic called the weather spell.

The magic of an adult wizard is enough to cause weather riots.

Like anything, storms, tornadoes, thunderstorms, they are all types that can be done.

Ron Weasley was compressed into such a small body and suppressed and controlled by Hogwarts, so the effect was not that exaggerated.

Draco was completely scared.

In fact, the moment he couldn't see the opponent casting a spell without a wand and cast a life-killing curse, he already felt extreme fear.He swore that if he was still alive after this battle, he would never, ever provoke this damn monster in front of him.

Even if the guy in front of him really pushed him to the ground and stepped on his head, he would not resist.

Draco just wants to live...

He still has a father and a mother who are Voldemort's capable men, and he still has a lot of money to enjoy in his youth.

Why provoke this damn monster? !

Now he is like a drifting boat in the storm, drifting with the current between the constant storms.

Ron Weasley released all the magic in his body, then fell forward to his knees, lying on the ground unable to move.

"It's so... powerful... I can't help but wonder if you are the legendary Obscurus... Although I also know that Obscurus can't live past the age of ten... But this is really amazing, isn't it?!" Voldemort Whispering, pacing back and forth.

Then he came up with another conjecture.

"Or... you are not a wizard? To be precise... not a pure wizard?... But what exactly is it? A fish-man? Veela? Werewolf? Vampire? Giant? Siren?...Leviathan?... "Voldemort paced back and forth.

Finally, he knelt down and looked directly at the helpless Ron Weasley: "It's amazing..."