Dragon Roar Master at Hogwarts

Once upon a time, Pansy Parkinson was filled with awe of the Dark Lord - He Who Must Not Be Named - due to her family's influence.Although the Dark Lord's rule had fallen for as long as she could remember, she had learned from her father that the Dark Lord was one of the most powerful wizards ever.

But now, right in front of her, was the powerful, terrifying, mysterious Dark Lord.But Darideth, who was covered in green armor - a boy of the same age as her, a boy who had saved her, a boy she didn't know why she cared about very much, was as crazy as treating a sack full of garbage. Beaten, unable to fight back.

But compared with the impact of common sense being subverted, Pansy was more worried about Dudley's situation. Although Dudley had obviously achieved an absolute victory in the battle, Pansy felt that as the battle continued, he became more and more worried. The less human it is, the more it becomes a different kind of creature.

"Ouch!" Dudley roared like a wild beast. The dark green armor on his body changed as if it were alive. The protrusions on the helmet became sharp and elongated to form sharp horns, and sharp spikes grew out of the joints. , Dudley's body also inflated like a balloon.

Pansy's instinct told her that if she didn't take action, she might lose Dudley Dursley forever.

Now Dudley has become more ferocious and terrifying than the resurrected Voldemort.Pansy had obviously collapsed when facing Voldemort, but for some reason, she felt her legs regain strength when she thought of Dudley being in an extremely dangerous situation.

The one who felt the changes in Dudley better than Pansy was Voldemort, who was already dying, or in other words, unable to survive or die.

After leaving the orphanage and leading Death Eaters to torture and kill Muggle-born wizards and Muggles for so many years, Voldemort had never felt the emotion of fear.

Even when Godric's Hollow lost his body due to the rebound curse, he only felt angry and confused. In his opinion, he just accidentally fell into the trap of a rebound curse, and the one who defeated him was still Your own curse.

But when he suffered Dudley's crazy and cruel beating, he felt the emotion of fear. He had used the Cruciatus Curse and the Killing Curse to bring this emotion to countless Muggle-born wizards and Muggles. Now this kind of experience finally came to him. On my body.

What frightened him even more was that it would be better if only his body was destroyed. He felt that with Dudley's punch after punch, his soul, which had been riddled with holes due to the creation of the Horcrux, was being destroyed. Crushed and absorbed by this evil armor.

Voldemort felt that he was losing everything he had accumulated over the years, whether it was experience or memory. He seemed to have returned to the orphanage and turned back into the poor, miserable Tom Riddle.

(Kill! Destroy! Conquer! Plunder! Tyranny!...)

Dudley could no longer think normally, his consciousness was completely filled with cold negative emotions.

(Crush and absorb all the enemies in front of you. In this case, I will replace you and become the most powerful and terrifying wizard in the world - no, I will break through the limits of the wizard and become a great creature that conquers and destroys this world. !)

(Wait a minute, what is the warmth I feel behind my back? Is someone holding me? There is a creature with blind eyes that dares to stop me. No matter who it is, it will only end in destruction!)

"Wake up, Dudley! Wake up! You've won, you're done. Come back, Dudley!"

Dudley turned around suddenly and shook the man holding him away.But immediately the man continued to hug Dudley from the front, hugging Dudley tightly and not letting go.

"Go to hell!" Dudley raised his right hand high, which had turned into the shape of a dragon's claw, and slapped the person holding him hard.

But just as the sharp claws were about to touch the short black hair, Dudley stopped abruptly.He saw Pansy's pear-shaped face, and Pansy's heart-wrenching eyes were like a ray of fierce sunshine, piercing Dudley's spiritual world shrouded in heavy black fog.

Although it was through the thick armor, Dudley could clearly feel the rapid heartbeat of the girl in front of him.Pansy Parkinson's warm body temperature passed through the armor and reached Dudley's cold body due to the curse of the unicorn's blood, awakening Dudley's reason.

"The dragon form is released! Give me your body back!"

Dudley roared, he could feel the anger, unwillingness and regret coming from the armor on his body, but as Dudley strengthened his will, the color of his armor gradually became transparent, and then shattered like glass.

The negative emotions in his mind were swept away, and Dudley finally regained control of his body.Dudley lowered his hand that was hanging on Pansy's head, but it was no longer aggressive, and he was stroking Pansy's hair gently.

"Thank you, Pansy." Dudley hugged Pansy tightly. He could feel Pansy's tears soaking the clothes on his chest: "It was really dangerous just now. Fortunately, you are here... ....I owe you again.”

Pansy also hugged Dudley tightly and did not let go: "I originally wanted to secretly follow you into the Forbidden Forest, but I was discovered by Professor Snape halfway, and then I heard the movement on your side and chased after you... ..”

"Creak...squeak..." A strange sound came from under their feet, which frightened Dudley and Pansy to separate quickly.

Dudley looked intently and saw that on Voldemort's bloody corpse on the ground, an ugly creature as big as a palm was struggling hard. It had a deformed big head and twisted limbs. It looked like a skinned baby. .

"Dudley, be careful, he seems to be alive!" Pansy took a breath and whispered to Dudley.

Dudley first put the Sorcerer's Stone back into his arms on Voldemort's body, and then carefully touched the ugly creature with one hand. He soon understood what it was.He felt that the remaining Voldemort's soul in this deformed creature was no longer as good as a maggot, and the rest had been absorbed by Dudley.

"He is no longer alive." Dudley sighed, but looked at the creature in his hand without mercy, "But because of the magic he used to pray for immortality, he can't even die. This It was his own fault, and none of us can help him."

Dudley looked around the entire forest glade. He and Pansy were the only ones standing here now. Snape was unconscious and Voldemort had completely lost his ability to fight.

As for Peter Pettigrew - Dudley went over to confirm his breathing.This short man was completely breathless. It seemed that he had bled to death in a coma due to the pain of the Dark Mark and the damage caused by Snape's Shadowless Blade.This time, he had no chance to use unicorn blood to survive again.

Dudley was about to ask why Pansy and Snape found themselves here. Suddenly, the bushes and trees on one side moved aside as if consciously, revealing a road.The frightened Pansy nervously ran to Dudley's side and grabbed Dudley's sleeve tightly.

A tall figure walked from the road given by the trees, wearing a brown robe, a pointed hat on his head, and a gray beard that almost reached his waist.

"It's Professor Dumbledore!" Pansy breathed a sigh of relief and happily said to Dudley beside him: "It's finally over. When Dumbledore sees what's happening here, your suspicion and the danger to the school will be lifted. ”

But Dudley had a serious face and slowly protected Pansy behind him, holding the wand in his hand tightly and looking at Dumbledore in front of him warily.

(To be continued)