Chapter 470： Combat summary

Chapter 470

George waved his hand and said, "They are all scattered, and they all go back to rest. After the rest, we still need to interrogate Barty Crouch Jr."

After that, he ignored the others, followed Cornelius Fudge, and let him diligently help him to keep everyone away.

With Cornelius Fudge leading the way diligently ahead and separating the crowd, George kept walking all the way back to the castle through the lawn.

The golden sunlight fell on George's shoulders, against his tall body, strong muscles, firm face, and a trace of paleness on his face, just like the hero who returned from victory in the ancient myth.

The people of the hero followed the hero closely, just to feel the warmth of security.

They kept walking through the oak door and into the castle. On the marble steps, George said goodbye to everyone, "Is there something to say when I wake up." His tone looked a little tired.

Seeing his appearance, it was difficult for other people to continue to disturb George, who was extremely tired because he had just left the battle. Just looking at his distant back, he lingered for a long time with some regrets, as if he had lost his backbone.

George returned from the corridor to Ravenclaw's dormitory and back to his single dormitory.

He locked the door, closed the curtains, and lit candles. Then he put down his wand, took off the basilisk robe, and took off all his clothes one by one. He found several slates from the bookshelf and placed them in the center of the dormitory.

With the beating candlelight, the cold candlelight cast on George's body and shone on his pale body.

Unlike the unscathed seen on the surface, George, who took off his clothes, was covered with scars.

Damage caused by venom corrosion, leaving unsightly potholes, and cracks caused by petrified light, like cracked rock. Even after taking the medicine, these serious injuries are resisting healing.

The muscles of the wound were twitching slightly, and the therapeutic agents were working in the body. The potion resonated with George's own magic, trying to drive the corrosive venom and petrochemical erosion out of the body.

But the stubborn toxin and the petrified curse are like tarsus gangrene, stubbornly resisting the healing effect, the two opposing forces collide violently, causing a burst of pain.

"It really hurts, hurts, hurts, hurts, hurts." George gritted his teeth.

When fighting, the magic power is completely concentrated on the battle and perception. These terrible injuries automatically shield the pain, making people unconsciously caught.

Only after the battle, the state of the battle was relieved, and a lot of healing potions were poured. The healing potion and the serious injury, two extremely opposed forces, collided violently.

All the pain broke out in an instant, if he hadn't immediately suppressed it with magic power, he would have just made a fool of himself in front of everyone.

Now that everyone was out of sight, he couldn't help it at this time.

Without further delay, he took out a black and bright gem, which is as black as the universe and as bright as a star.

He was holding a gem in his hand and chanting words in his mouth, unlike the words of the world, looming, mysterious fluctuations spread out from the gem.

The hues of splashing ink and thick juice appeared on his body, spreading to his whole body, like night flames beating on his body, he seemed to be shrouded in a ball of night, plunged into darkness.

In a moment, dawn broke, the night began to recede, and light appeared on him.

As if the light had defeated the darkness, the smooth skin was gradually exposed. It is like a newborn baby's skin, with the luster of marble.

When the darkness subsides, the light recovers, the ugly pits caused by the corrosion of the venom, and the cracked lines caused by the petrified light, all disappear, leaving only the shiny, warm and moist skin.

George exhaled deeply and stretched his body vigorously. The new skin was extremely sensitive. He felt the magic power everywhere in his body, and every pore seemed to be able to inhale air.

"Break and then stand, reluctantly can be regarded as a kind of progress in strength." He said lightly.

The previous battle with Voldemort was not easy, his Animagus deformed, although he firmly gained the upper hand. But in the final analysis, supernatural powers are not as good as days, and skills are not as good as talents.

The Great Ape’s fighting skills were adept, and he played Voldemort as a baseball from beginning to end. Clubs can't kill baseball after all, and the attacks of giant apes can hardly kill the demon basilisk that can come and go freely on the ground.

In contrast, the demon basilisk is a natural monster, a monster that is countless times stronger under the wisdom of Voldemort. Any attack can be resolved by his abundant magic power, but his attack carries fatal damage.

Whether it is the poison of the demon basilisk or the more powerful death gaze every attack cannot be underestimated, and every damage is constantly accumulating.

George was happily whipping the baseball, chasing Voldemort with imposing power.

But Voldemort was not letting anyone slaughter him. He accumulated his own advantages bit by bit, every bit of poisonous fog erosion, every death stare parry. He has passed victory time and time again, but he can always continue to rub shoulders with victory.

This is inherently strong and extremely strong advantage. He could fail countless times, but George could not tolerate any mistakes. This is the fundamental difference between the human body and the demon basilisk.

George is the most powerful wizard, but he is only a mortal after all, but Voldemort is no longer a human being, truly beyond the limitations of human beings.

As long as being a human being, the body, the brain, and the vitality of the human being, the vitality of the human being is always subject to the huge limitations of the body.

As the demon basilisk, Voldemort completely abandoned the human body and seized a powerful body that was more suitable for hunting and possessing stronger magical power. This gave Voldemort an unparalleled advantage in previous battles.

Abundant magic power means stronger adaptability, and you can even waste your magic power at will. And the strong vitality allows him to withstand heavy attacks, can withstand the blows of failure countless times, stand up again countless times, and continue to launch terrible attacks.

After all, humans cannot compare their minions with wild beasts, and cannot fight against instincts with wild beasts.

But everything is over, no matter how powerful Voldemort is and how many advantages he has, George won the previous battle, regardless of whether there was a fluke in the battle or whether there was an unexpected factor of rooster crow.

But George won a real victory, a real victory. He completely defeated the once nightmare and the demon of the heart.

(To be continued.)