Hogwarts Summoning Manual

Chapter 226 The Most Powerful Patron Saint

"You can't let Voldemort leave alive, otherwise with his current strength, no one or force can stop him!" Dumbledore grabbed Bai Lin's shoulders, pinching Bai Lin with his slender but dry fingers, but he felt a little pain. With Dumbledore's determination and entrustment, he entrusted the safety of the world to himself.

In a place that Dumbledore could not see, Sifgal leaned close to Bai Lin's ear and said, "This old man has a very powerful power of light, and he wants to pass on his power to you, but your camps are different, you bear it." Can't stand the impact of the power of order!"

Bai Lin was shocked. He didn't expect that Dumbledore actually meant to "pass on the merits". He thought that Old Deng was going to blow himself up and die with Voldemort.

But he suddenly understood some past events. Dumbledore was kind to him, but he never took the initiative to help him, and he even had some concerns about his attitude. It's not fair and reasonable, but at this time I also figured it out. Dumbledore is obviously a leader in the orderly and good camp, and he will unconsciously and naturally have a certain amount of hostility towards Bai Lin, who is in the chaotic camp. This is why he is also the orderly good Catherine from the camp broke up with Bai Lin for a reason.

At this time, Dumbledore didn't know if he had no other choice, or was influenced by Bai Lin's Sifgal, his attitude towards Bai Lin changed drastically, and he came up with the idea of ​​passing on his life's magic power to Bai Lin. It's the trust you entrust your life to.

Time is running out. Seeing that most of the whirlwind of black smoke in the audience has been absorbed by the pig-headed Voldemort, and the Hasturs are also approaching him, they are about to launch an attack. Dumbledore knows that time is not waiting for me, and it will change if it is late. He doesn't care whether Bai Lin is ready or not. Alright, hold the elderberry wand against Bai Lin's forehead and start casting spells.

Just when Bai Lin didn't know whether to answer or not, Catherine's voice came from Bai Lin's ears like the sound of heaven: "Leave it to me, I will separate the power of order and pour it into the cloud palace of heaven, Deng Xiaoping Bullido is a great man whose soul will not perish..."

Catherine's words reassured Bai Lin immediately, Dumbledore's wand emitted a dazzling white light, and two pure and majestic forces that were so pure and majestic that it was daunting and looked up to, condensed and gathered from Dumbledore's body, and then passed into Bai Lin through the wand in the forehead.

It's a good thing to say, the cat's claw scar on Bai Lin's forehead was already very inconspicuous, and almost made Bai Lin forget its existence. At this time, it also emitted a faint golden light, like a dragon absorbing water. Energy is sucked into it.

It's just that among the two energies, the softer, calmer, and warmer one entered Bai Lin's summoning illustration book through the cat's claw scar, and then passed from the illustration book to Bai Lin's spiritual level. Bai Lin felt his head warm , like lying in a hot spring, so comfortable that he almost moaned out.

And another relatively sharp, righteous, and majestic energy was sucked into Sifujiaer's body, and the little angel's size unexpectedly grew up, from the size of a palm to the size of a washbasin. It can be seen that Sifujiaer Fujiaer's energy has doubled.

"Wow! Grandpa is so powerful!" Sifgal exclaimed, she felt that she had never been so full of power, and she and Catherine's Heavenly Cloud Palace were connected by some kind of space-time bond, this force of order At this time, the entire cloud palace is also filled.

The black smoke that was still flying in the air naturally also noticed the strange situation on Dumbledore and Bai Lin's side. Such a powerful energy transfer was simply a peerless delicacy in Mo Ran's eyes. A cloud of black smoke rushed over, trying to kill them. Swallow it in one gulp.

Harry, Black and others on the other side saw this scene, and the three souls scared away two and a half souls, but they still relied on the power of Harry's parents' souls to sustain themselves in this whirlwind, and there was no spare power to rescue them.

However, there was determination in Harry's eyes. He looked at the souls of his parents floating in mid-air. James and Lily also looked down at their son lovingly. They made a decision at the same time. Harry's wand moved towards Pointing at Dumbledore's black smoke, a huge silver stag burst out from the tip of his wand, which was his Patronus Charm.

James and Lily also stretched out their hands, and the stag suddenly became stronger, flying all four hooves in the air, and rushed to the cloud of black smoke in an instant, colliding with Mo Ran.

Harry is not sure whether the Patronus Charm is useful for Moran, but he feels that this kind of dark energy has something in common. It is inherently incompatible with the positive energy of the Patronus. Even if Moran cannot be washed away, it will never let Moran They are better off.

Sure enough, the ball of Moran seemed to have bumped into something that made it very painful, and there was a scream that shocked the soul, and was knocked away by the stag, but Moran did not dissipate, but reorganized into a ball. The silver aperture made Moran never dare to approach it again.

"It's effective!" Black shouted happily. He pointed his wand towards the sky, and a silver male lion rushed out from the wand, with astonishing power. "Happy life", his Patronus Charm has been restored to the best level, much stronger than when he hunted the dementors on a rainy night last time.

Lupine, Hagrid, Moody, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley and others also gritted their teeth and released the Patronus Charm. Although they couldn't condense into a specific image of the Patronus, but fortunately there were so many people, the silver light suddenly Lighted up the entire Riddle Mansion.

On the other side, led by the onion-nosed Laut, the few remaining Aurors summoned the Patronus Charm one after another. The silver bull soared into the sky, forming a three-legged stand with Harry's stag and Black's lion, silently. They screamed, they could only back away, and crazily drilled into the mouth of the pig-headed Voldemort.

Dumbledore's "teaching skills" was also coming to an end. When the last pure force of order came out of his body, the centenarian couldn't hold on any longer, and sat down on the ground. The look in his eyes The light gradually disappeared, and the skin became pale and dry, as if he had become an ordinary old man, and the powerful magic power that followed him for more than 100 years was gone.

Bai Lin quickly knelt down and supported Old Deng. With a thought, Sifgal had already created a protective barrier for Dumbledore, which was enough to protect Old Deng's safety.

On the other side, the pig head Voldemort has sucked all the black smoke into his body, and his eyes have become pure black. This is called full pupil, and it is a look that only demons have. The pig head, which was originally only funny and funny, has become ferocious. Terrifying, long hair grew from his face, several fangs protruded from both sides of the big mouth, he had completely turned into a monster.

Gu Lin But before Voldemort could make any big moves, the Hastur cultists who had been staring at him dully had already made a move. He was waiting for Voldemort to completely absorb Momo and become the strongest state before It is a good opportunity to seize his body at this time, only to see its eyes glowing with dazzling purple light,

"Human wizard! The king in yellow is calling to you!" Hasturists whispered. The light on its eyes and whispers were full of strange magic power, which was still their best mind attack.

Bai Lin knows that the Hasturists have four kinds of mind attack magic:

The first type: spiritual travel, directly let the recruiter cross the galaxy, come to the planet of Alcyon where Hasta is located, and the lake next to the ancient city of Calcosa, and face the sealed old ruler Hass The tower, let the magician succumb to the majesty of Hastur. This trick is usually used on very talented humans. After humans succumb, they are given a "yellow seal" to make him a member of the Church of Hastur;

The second type: the shadow dream, which allows the practitioner to face his own dark side in the spiritual world, thus falling into the struggle between himself and himself, and the Hasturists can take the opportunity to use "seeds" to parasitize the practitioner , make it a member of the Church of Hastur or just a spiritual servant;

The third type: the future dream, should be used for the target with very strong willpower, let the other party enter the dream that seems to be the future world, and lure them to make choices, so as to gradually control the target's heart.

The fourth type: relatively direct spiritual attack spells, such as mind blast and the like.

For Voldemort, who is probably the most powerful wizard on Earth, of course he is "qualified" to enjoy the highest standard of "teleportation"!

Sure enough, Voldemort also seemed to have entered a sluggish state in the spiritual magic of the Hasturists.

Bai Lin shouted in his heart: "WC! There is such a good thing!"

How could he give up this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity? He knew that although teleportation could allow Voldemort's mind to reach the star sea in the deep space unknown how many light-years away, but this kind of time travel was almost carried out in a static time. When he came back to his senses, it took only two or three seconds for him to point one hand in the air, summoning the Thunderbird that he had been holding back and dare not release easily, and pointing the other finger at Sifgal, he To release the sword of heaven again.

Bai Lin's most powerful magic is Death Coil. After accepting Dumbledore's magic power, Bai Lin can clearly feel that the total amount of his magic power has almost doubled. Of course, the power of the magic released will double , but Death Coil requires a few seconds of magic power to condense, which is obviously not suitable for the current emergency situation, but the power of the Sword of Heaven is not weak, and it hardly needs a countdown, it just needs the concerted efforts of Bai Lin, Catherine, and Sifgal to be released.

A lightsaber that was even bigger, brighter, and golden than the one just now formed in the air, like a force of divine punishment, and thrust down on Voldemort's head. At the same time, the sword slammed on the heads of the Hasturists.

"Presumptuous! How dare you!" The Hastur cultist felt a powerful threat that would blow him into scum, and he had to immediately interrupt his spiritual magic, otherwise he would stand there like a living target and be bombarded by Thunderbird up.

The dozens of tentacles of Hasturists spread out like a starfish, forming an invisible space shield above its head, like a big umbrella.Thunderbird's "[-] volts" bombarded the shield, and the electric light immediately scattered, but it couldn't break through the shield's protection.

It was only to help Auror and Yuxi to avoid it all the time. Zhuobi, who had no offensive power, rushed out bravely. He pointed his magic wand towards the air, and several mirror-like space cracks appeared irregularly in the air, and quickly fell to the ground. On the space shield of the Hastur Cultists, it was like glass colliding with glass. The mirror shattered the space shield, but Thunderbird's lightning also came to an end. With a piercing scream, the octopus' head was scorched black.

Voldemort had just crossed the galaxy and saw the ruins of the ancient city of Carcosa. Before he saw the true face of Hastur, he was pulled back to reality. As soon as he regained his sanity, he saw that the giant sword above his head was no longer close to him. He reached a height of ten meters, but he did not dodge or dodge. He clenched his fists with both hands, facing the golden sword in the air, and spit out a jet-black flame from his mouth full of fangs. In the wizard's imagination, the huge sword of heaven that could split a skyscraper was blocked by the black flame.

"Voldemort is now a half-energy creature, attacking him with a Patronus should also be effective!" Catherine's voice sounded in Bai Lin's ear.

The Thunderbird launched a second lightning strike against the Hasturs, and Bai Lin was able to deal with Voldemort wholeheartedly. He waved his hands, and the summoning illustration in the air on his shoulders also emitted a dazzling golden light. It seemed that a W12 engine stepped on the accelerator to the floor. The majestic magic power is accompanied by all the good memories in Bai Lin's memory, the kindness and optimism that Bai Lin has always adhered to in his heart, and all the happiness with his lovers and friends... forming a powerful patron saint that has never appeared before.

Countless golden magic light spots emanated from Bai Lin's body, converging into beams of light, forming a huge bird in front of Bai Lin's body. The dazzling golden light blinded the surrounding wizards. The already formed stag, Both the lion and the bull were compared, and the Riddle Mansion, which had already darkened and looked gloomy and depressing, seemed to have come directly to the dawn. A huge owl was like a little sun in the dark night, covering the entire Riddle Mansion. The house is shining brightly.

Looking carefully, this owl is actually "woven" by countless vines composed of light. It flaps its wings lightly. The feathers on its body are delicate leaves on the vines. There are many tulips budding between the leaves. Waiting to be released, there has never been a patron saint as beautiful as this owl. It is not difficult to find that it is a combination of Bailin and Catherine's patron saints.

"It's so beautiful!" Mrs. Weasley, who is nearly [-] years old but still has a girlish heart, admired first, and then amidst the amazement of all the wizards, the golden halo from the owl sprinkled on the wizards, and was rapidly healing all the wizards. Wounds, even irreversible wounds caused by silence or black magic, gradually healed, and the scorched skin returned to its original state.

It's just that the dead are gone and can never come back.