Rebirth of the Harry Potter

Voldemort's face was somber, he didn't even care about Harris' death. He is more curious about some things about Harry Potter, and, how does he get out of this situation now?

He was already weak, and the Avadasso spell just made him worse.

It can be said that now is his weakest time.

He was ready to appease Harry Potter first, as long as he was given a little time... a little time, let him restore a bit of magic, he will immediately phantom manifest. The fastest update.

Assault on Harry Potter? Never mind. He discovered that he had never understood Harry Potter.

This strength of ignoring Avadasuo's life curse is that he can't do it when he is the strongest.

Is Harry Potter really my enemy, as predicted?

Voldemort smiled a little: "Potter, I always wanted to see..."

Harry smiled: "Shut up, I don't want to talk to you."

"Feihu!" Harry opened his palm, chanting the spell.

The magic was surging, like a net, looming down on the pile of unshaped Voldemort on the armchair.

"Ah..." Voldemort yelled sternly.

Voldemort disappeared.

In Harry's hand, a round ball of the size of a thumb was added.

Frank looked quietly and saw a horrified face solidified in the beads. Is this the scary monster?

He looked at the indifferent boy with some fear, not knowing what would happen to him.

Harry turned the bead a few times in his hand and put it in his pocket.

Turned around and looked at the old Frank.

Harry's eyes were shining, and he seemed to see through Frank.

Frank dodged Harry's gaze.

Harry withdrew his gaze, a ray of light came out of his hand, and hit Frank's body, saying lightly: "It's time to reward you."

Frank was so frightened by the green light Voldemort gave him just now, he felt his body nervously.

But he was surprised to find that his body became extremely strong and healthy, his legs were normal, and his waist was not stiff.

Full of strength, like returning to the twenties.

After being silent for a while.

Seeing Harry stop talking, Frank dared and said, "That... can I leave?"

"Of course." Harry waved his hand casually.

Frank breathed a sigh of relief. He kept saying thanks and kept swearing with his life: "I will never tell you anything about anyone..."

Then, he picked up the crutches on the ground and walked lightly out of the room.

When he came out of the attic, he palpitated and looked back at the bright room.

Today's things are like a dream. I am afraid to tell others that others will treat him as a fool.

He glanced at the crutches in his hand and smiled, folding hard.

"Crack it."

The crutches broke in two.

He threw it hard, threw his cane outside the wall of Riddle House, and then returned to his little broken hut in joy.

...

Fireplace burning room.

Harry was sitting on the dilapidated sofa, looking at the flirtatious snake with great interest.

Looking at those eyes, it seemed to see the deepest soul.

Serpent Nagini twisted the snake restlessly, making a slight "hiss" sound.

Then it jumped violently and pounced on Harry.

"Hi..."

It opened the snake's mouth, exposing the poisonous fangs and biting at Harry's neck.

Harry shook his hand.

Serpent Nagini was slammed into the wall fiercely, and it fell softly to the ground, shaking his head, and some fell.

Harry stretched out his hand, and there was a force of suction. Nagini the Great Snake was sucked into the air in front of Harry.

It struggled violently in the air with its tail and head swaying, but it didn't help.

Harry said, "Voldemort, do you think I can't find it?"

Harry shook his head and pulled a transparent soul out of the serpent's head.

This soul was weaker than the weak soul that had just been turned into a ball by Harry.

It was like a cloud of smoke, and I couldn't even see my face.

There are two gray holes in the head, which are the eyes of Voldemort's soul.

Voldemort's mouth was closed one by one, but there was no sound.

Because he is too weak.

Harry sneered: "Is it so important to make Horcruxes? Are you so afraid of death?"

Harry was right, Voldemort was too scared to die.

His soul that escaped from Hufflepuff’s Golden Cup had never recovered, but after killing Bertha Jorkins, he couldn’t wait to use her death, tearing the soul once again and bringing the new The soul is hidden in the body of the serpent Nagini, making the seventh Horcrux of his life and the last Horcrux.

For Voldemort, this process must be painful, and the result will make him weaker.

But that's nothing.

Let's talk about lifesaving first.

If he wasn’t worried that his soul would be torn apart, he wished that he had made eight or eight hundred Horcruxes.

It is a pity that his wishful thinking is useless.

The soul of the seventh Horcrux had fallen into Harry's hands.

Harry squeezed gently.

The soul of the seventh Horcrux broke.

If Voldemort could speak, he must be cursing Harry with the most vicious curse in the world.

When Voldemort's soul was drawn from the serpent Nagini.

Serpent Nagini's hostile eyes disappeared at once, because that soul was the foundation where Voldemort could control Serpent Nagini. Through the link of the soul, Voldemort called Nagini like an arm, and could see Najib through spiritual dialogue. Ni's vision can give Nagini various commands without words.

It is similar to the blood ring left by Slytherin to control the Basilisk, except that Harry controls the Basilisk and does not need to do the disgusting thing of splitting the soul.

And now that the soul is stripped, Nagini is just a big snake.

It curled up honestly under Harry's feet, trembling, and docilely like a pug.

Because of the dangerous breath in Harry's body, warn it not to move.

Harry turned his gaze to Nagini lying on the carpet and said to himself: "Blood Curse? Irreversible?"

"I'll try……"

Harry smiled slightly, and slapped his palm **** Nagini's pointed snake head.

"Hiss...ah..."

Nagini, the serpent, made a painful hissing sound, which alone could destroy the souls of Muggles.

Harry was using magic to force Nagini to get rid of the restrictions of the blood curse and restore himself.

Although Nagini's body was like a loach in the oil pan, thumping in pain, but at this time, Nagini did not dare to throw his tail to Harry Potter.

But Harry didn't mean to stop.

His hands were firmly over Nagini's head.

The magic continues to squander.

Slowly, Nagini softened, as if he were dead.

Spreading from the top of its head to other places, the scales fell off, the flesh cracked, the blood flowed wildly, and it was terrible.

Harry raised an eyebrow when he thought that Serpent Nagini couldn't hold it and died like this.

Sudden change.

Under its cracked body, suddenly a soft white light overflowed, gradually engulfing Nagini's entire body, and eventually turned into a white and flawless light group.

That day, Nagini turned into light.

(?)

The light faded away, and a woman on the carpet at Harry's feet dazzled more than the light.

Without a strand, the beautiful jade body was exposed to the air.

Her waist and limbs were slender, and the slight twisting made it easy to think of the snake body. Disproportionate to the thin waist were two huge full **** and two jade legs tangling.

Her face is the kind of feminine beauty of Oriental women.

It's just that this beauty is too fascinating, and there is a sense of ambiguity.

Her ruddy lips opened unconsciously, seeming to whisper.

Her eyes are blood red, like two clean and pure rubies. But in her innocent eyes, she exudes endless charm.

The moment Harry saw these eyes, he couldn't help but shake a trace of God, and there seemed to be a trace of evil fire in his body.

But he was sober immediately.

Harry stretched out his hand and rubbed it around the Nagini (harmony) peak.

Looking at Nagini like a blank sheet, letting him bully, Harry smiled in the corner of his mouth: "Do you feel?"

Nagini, who has recovered his body, has a blank memory and pure eyes like a baby. Seventy-eight Chinese genius, she doesn't understand courtesy and honesty, but she feels that the place covered by Harry's palm is very comfortable, so she can't help moaning out loudly: "Uh huh... ah..." She also arched her waist in coordination, leaving Ha Lee's hands are tighter.

"How about giving you the name Bai Suzhen?" Harry said.

While saying this, Harry's hands never stopped, and he worked very hard and very hard.

Nagini hummed comfortably while looking at Harry with blank, innocent eyes. She didn't understand what Harry was talking about.

When she saw that Harry was about to take her hand away, she even hugged Harry's hand in a hurry, reluctantly sandwiching Harry's hand between the two peaks and rubbing back and forth.

"This is the legendary viper beauty?" Harry ridiculed, his voice just falling.

Nagini suddenly curled up in pain.

It became a patterned snake again~www.ltnovel.com~Harry: "..."

Harry frowned. "It seems that the curse of the Blood Demon Curse is not so easy to remove..."

Harry stood up.

Looking somewhere in the east of Little Hangerton.

Nagini hesitated for a moment, but slowly wrapped around Harry's legs.

Harry put his hand on top of Nagini's head and stroked it twice, which made Nagini's body stiff. She did not forget the pain of the body that had just followed as if it was torn.

"You should really be thankful that your body is very beautiful, otherwise you will not need to live." Harry said softly.

Ah, yes, there is nothing hard to admit.

Harry was simply greedy Nagini.

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