Chapter 793

Harry crawled under the thick tree root. He hoped that when the black dragon circled over the forbidden forest, he could not find the three of them through the dense canopy, and Yakov was not far away. Harry hoped that the professors could find the Dragon over the Forbidden Forest earlier and Yakov could lead the dragon. Although it was selfish, Yakov and the dragon were more terrible, It's hard to say.

The trio held their breath because they heard the figure of a broken branch on their head. A powerful and vigorous behemoth broke the branch and landed nearby.

When it moves, the rustle of fallen leaves can be heard. Such a huge creature will inevitably make a sound when it moves. The shaking caused by its heavy body on the ground seems to be getting closer and closer. The trio clings to the wet soil and tries to hide their body in the depression. Ron's heart beats wildly and hears the sound closer and closer, They almost suffocated.

"Little dragon!" Yakov's scream sounded in the distance: "it's there... Don't run! Little dragon!"

The sound of the black dragon approaching the group of three suddenly stagnated, and then quickly left. There was a sound of dense broken branches and the air of the Dragon Wing beating overhead, and the sound gradually went away in the direction of Yakov.

"Thank God!" Ron couldn't help saying, "the dragon was finally led away!"

Harry thought of him the same way. He patted the soil on his body and said to Hermione, "there is a black dragon in the forbidden forest. I must tell the professor about it. I'll go to Hagrid... At least save those demstrom students."

Ron stepped out of the protection range of the tree root with one foot and hesitated: "it's hard to say whether they need us to save them! A wizard who can beat a werewolf like that may not be afraid of a dragon. At least for a wizard, a werewolf is not easier to deal with than a Dragon. Are we going to protect the dragon or the madmen of demstrom strong?"

"That's not an ordinary dragon!" Hermione retorted. "Haven't you felt it yet? As soon as we saw the dragon, we completely lost the courage to resist... It must not be an ordinary dragon, it may be... Ancient dragon!"

"Cologne?" Ron scratched his head and looked blankly.

Hermione explained: "yes, it is mentioned in some magic books that, like ancient wizards, there are some differences between ancient dragons and modern dragons. Ancient dragons are more intelligent. Like horse people and fish people, they have human like wisdom and unique magic, rather than some larger beasts like modern dragons."

"Like goblins, Cologne once had its own magic system."

"As mentioned in the book, one of the characteristics that distinguish ancient dragons from modern dragons is the saying of 'dragon power'. It is said that ancient dragons have a unique spiritual power over the creatures they hunt."

"I see, miss know it all!" Ron muttered. He turned back and climbed out of the root. Harry followed him closely. He looked down for the climbing position. He accidentally bumped into RON in front. Harry was about to ask Ron why he was still in the front. As soon as he looked up, he saw a pair of silver white eyes staring at them with some sarcasm.

It was a pair of white golden pupils. Harry believed what Hermione had said before. There was no less vivid spirituality in those pupils.

So that the trio could see that the black dragon was looking at them with a sneer, and his eyes were full of contempt and ridicule. The black dragon had an unspeakable sense of oppression. It was as cold and bloodthirsty as a blade, numbing and weak. The black dragon was not like a bloodthirsty beast, but with calm and even some pride.

Harry was so familiar with it that he could even see what the black dragon thought in its eyes - you stupid, humble mortals.

Harry quietly clenched the wand, but before he could make a move, he was hit by a force field spitting out by the black dragon. Harry was very familiar with this feeling: "give out your weapon!" he said in horror.

A dragon that can use magic.

The Dragon stepped out of its front paw. Ron took out his wand to stop it, but the old wand was broken by a strange magic around the black dragon's body before it was lifted up. The black dragon grabbed Harry and flew high into the air, leaving Hermione screaming in despair on the ground. Ron was slapped by the black dragon's wings and hit a tree. It seemed that at least two ribs were broken.

The black dragon pulled Harry tight, making him feel a little difficult to breathe and the burning pain in his lungs. When he saw the proud and wanton roar of the black dragon and looked down at Harry in his hand, he showed that kind of look - disdain, clear, and even some relaxation, just like something that had been wrapped for a long time suddenly loosened.

The Black Dragon flew to the location of the unicorn's dead body. Harry was in the sky and was poured into his mouth by the cold wind. His eyes blurred uncontrollably. He tried to lower his head and refused to let his glasses slip.

Then, I felt a slight shock, and as the black dragon fell near the unicorn's body,

There was a short, fat, obscene wizard who was biting the unicorn's throat and trying to extract the last drop of blood. The black dragon threw Harry to the ground and suddenly said, "Harry Potter, the Savior in the prophecy... In fact, it's just that!"

The strange man saw the black dragon and hurried to escape, but he soon fell to the ground with a cry and shouted, "master, I'm wrong, master! Please... No!" "ah!" he screamed, his face suddenly withered and yellow, like ten years old.

But the black dragon didn't even look at him. He looked at Harry Potter and whispered: "I used to be confused by the halo on you, the halo of the Savior. It was so dazzling that I forgot the real you under the halo - the weak and vulnerable mortal. You were one of the two shadows in my heart. When I asked you to be my friend, you refused me."

"For a Weasley friendship, refused... Me!"

The black dragon roared angrily, "no one has ever refused me! You... Dare to be the first!"

Harry couldn't believe it. He said in horror, "are you Malfoy?"

"I'm Dracula (Dragon)!" the black dragon sneered.

"Because you are the Savior, I am brood on it. Until now, I understand that I am finally influenced by the mud. I should let all the people of the world have made me proud, so that they can kiss my toes, which is a great honor, rather than a friendship that is entangled in a fragile, bubble like Savior."

"I will be the king of wizards!"

The black dragon slowly turned back and looked at the pudgy wizard twitching behind him. His figure slowly became smaller, and the black scales twisted into a huge shadow. In the middle of the shadow, suddenly came out a boy wearing black robes and platinum long hair - that was Malfoy. He looked at the dwarf star Peter falling in the dust and whispered.

"There is another shadow to be solved... I once feared and feared him. My beloved father had no dignity at his feet. They regarded him as king and respected him as God. I thought I feared him, but later I learned that I had no respect for him. From the beginning to the end, I was only afraid of his cruelty, coldness and power."

"I followed him, my family feared him... Until I saw through his weakness and stupidity, madness and cowardice... He was not worthy of being king!"

Pettigrew Peter's body suddenly turned over, and a pale face like a dead man appeared in the back of his head. The face suddenly said, "who gave you this courage... Little Malfoy? Your cowardly father trembling at my feet?"

"Shut up!" Malfoy raised his hand and emitted a blue light.

The curse hit the dwarf and made him tremble violently. Attached to the back of his brain, Voldemort's soul squeaked as if soaked in sulfuric acid. His face was blurred by corroded flesh and blood, and Voldemort's soul wailed bitterly.

"The black book of the dead!" Voldemort screamed, "you stole its power. Now... You can use my weakness to hurt me, but when I really return, it's better to let you die."

"Death is my field... Have you asked me if you want to come back?" Malfoy snapped. As soon as he waved his wand, Voldemort's soul fragments suddenly burned. The fire in the underworld burned his soul. Harry suddenly understood when he heard the "Black Book of the dead". He had always been suspicious, but at this moment, it was finally determined that Malfoy had another magic book.

"Today, I will completely solve everything in the past." Malfoy said faintly, "the Savior, Voldemort, will be the past."

Harry took a step back, but made Malfoy laugh. He said, "I won't kill you, Harry. You don't understand. You're not my enemy from beginning to end. My glory and shame have nothing to do with you. What really hurt me is the fate imposed on you! Savior... Ha ha... Just an enemy of Voldemort, who deserves to be a savior?"

"I will bury Voldemort and imprison him forever in hell."

"I will bury your fate, Harry Potter... You will just be a boy who survived a great disaster. The prophecy of the Savior will become a joke, which is my real purpose." Malfoy had the book Harry had seen in the wardrobe, the black metal cover, the black book of the dead It had been opened, and Voldemort wailed, turned into a black smoke, and was about to run away like the sky.

But he was stared at by the black book of the dead. Harry watched Voldemort's soul howl and was pulled into the page without resistance. Dwarf Peter was very frightened. When no one paid attention to him, he turned into a mouse and ran away.