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Chapter 96 The Divine Might of the "Demon Dragon"
"Master, it's so painful, no, help me, master..."

Feeling the withdrawal of his vitality, Quirrell opened his mouth, but it was difficult to even speak, so he could only ask for help intermittently.

But it was Voldemort's cold voice that answered him.

"But, even if you die, I don't think you will succeed."

"You know, Quirrell?"

"I've been tired of you for a long time, tired of your weakness, which caused me to suffer so much... You should die!"

Voldemort seemed to think that the overall situation was settled, even if the roaring water dragon could not kill the kid, it would be enough to seriously injure him or keep him away, so he talked more and started rambling.

But when it came to the latter, the chattering began to gnash his teeth again.

"Do you know? Quirrell, you really deserve to die, but if you could be tougher and more useful, you wouldn't have consumed so much vitality with the unicorn back then, and I wouldn't have become like this..."

As the magic power continued to pour out, Quirrell's vitality quickly withered, and unstoppable tears flowed down Quirrell's pale, blood-stained face.

Although he couldn't see it, Quirrell still seemed to be struggling for the last time, desperately trying to control his body again, but he couldn't do it because he was weak, so he could only murmur weakly:

"You promised me, but you promised me..."

"Yes, Quirrell, I promised you that you will not die, you will become a part of me, follow me, and live in this world forever. Isn't this the eternal life you have been praying for?"

The voice in his ear was ups and downs, and Quirrell was gradually withdrawn even the strength to listen, and he couldn't hear what Voldemort said clearly.

I just knew that at a certain moment, Quirrell suddenly felt that he seemed to have regained some strength and regained a certain ability to control his body.

He struggled to raise his blood-stained hands, looking at his complete and mutilated arm, his face was dull, without any expression.

From his field of vision, at this moment, the palm of Quirrell, oh no, not only the palm, but the whole body began to become unreal.

The flesh becomes transparent, and the bones and internal organs are dissipating.

But he didn't even have the ability to say no, but the only feeling he had was that the pain had subsided.

Soon, the pain completely disappeared.

Quirrell laughed happily.

Voldemort laughed too.

In his sight, Quirrell gradually became transparent, and finally turned into a trace of green smoke, flying back into his body.

At this time, Voldemort re-transformed his figure.

It's just that Voldemort at this time no longer has the twisted sense of anti-joints before, but his figure is slightly illusory.

Looking at his body, and then at the tumbling water below, Voldemort cursed directly.

"Damn kid, this body can only last for half a day now, but it should be enough. The movement here should be enough to attract Dumbledore."

After scanning the spot for a week, Voldemort was about to wave his wand and Apparate away.

But before he could move, he saw eight black and white thick tentacles flying out of the turbulent water waves.

Wrapped around Voldemort's body at an incredible speed, then quickly shrank, pulling him directly into the water.

"Impossible! I am, Gudu Gudu..."

This matter changed so quickly that even Voldemort didn't even react, and was dragged directly into the water.

He had just been dragged into the water, and he hadn't waited for Voldemort's reaction.

Suddenly, he felt a surge of electric current rushing into his illusory body, directly waking up his hazy consciousness.

"How is it possible, I am a half-soul body, mere flesh and blood, how could it be possible to touch my body!!!"

It's a pity that Lightning won't explain it to him.

The eight tentacles are like eight connected high-voltage wires, flashing golden light, sending current to him.

The electric current kept impacting on Voldemort's body, and the originally not solid body became more and more illusory under the action of the electric current, and the legs that were finally solidified turned into a cloud of smoke under the washing of the electric current.

And this trend is still rising. If it is not stopped, Voldemort's entire lower body and even upper body will disappear without a trace, and eventually return to the original form with only a head left.

"Ahhhh-"

No matter how you say it, Voldemort is still the second-generation Dark Lord. Even at this level, there is still room for counterattack.

A series of pitch-black flames surged on Voldemort's body.

And the tentacle seemed to have been expected, and quickly pulled away without touching the black flame.

And it gave Voldemort time to breathe.

At this time, Voldemort also saw clearly the figure in the water that had entangled him just now.

It was a huge jellyfish.

It has black and white markings on its body, and the most astonishing thing is that on the face that should not have facial features, there is actually a big cat face, and a pair of black and white cat ears stick out at the same time.

At this time, that cheek was facing him ferociously, revealing a mouthful of sharp fangs.

"What the hell is this?"

Looking at the huge cat face in front of him and the eight tentacles extending from below, Voldemort could only feel countless muddy horses galloping past in his heart.

Voldemort considers himself to be a man of great knowledge and talents. Regarding magical animals, he can recognize not only all of them, but almost all of them.

Especially the magical creatures in the Hogwarts Forbidden Forest, they are extremely familiar.

But what is this in front of him?

As far as the performance of this thing is concerned, even if it is a giant dragon or a basilisk, if these things are pulled into the water, there is probably only a dead end.

How could such a dangerous thing be kept in the Black Lake by Dumbledore? !Isn't he worried that a little wizard will be attacked by this thing? !
"That guy Dumbledore actually raised such a terrifying magical creature in the Black Lake! No, this is a curse?! This may be the creature he created with black magic! That guy is really hypocritical!!"

Xiao Yiren naturally didn't know what Voldemort was thinking, but he didn't mean to let Voldemort down.

Although the tentacles can't touch Voldemort's body now, it doesn't mean that Xiao Yiren can't release lightning.

That's right, this gigantic jellyfish with weird looks was transformed by Xiao Yiren, and it was the effect of the dragon's curse.

To be honest, Xiao Yiren never thought of fighting in this form in the past, and even before that, he basically never transformed.

After all, the conditions for this transformation are quite harsh, and the whole body must be immersed in water.

Ah, I have to say that this "Dragon" is really ferocious in form, with a strange appearance and sharp fangs, it is completely worthy of the title of "Dragon".

If he went down to the Black Lake now, to see the common room under the Slytherin Black Lake, he would probably scare many little Slytherin wizards.

(End of this chapter)