Everyday Players at Hogwarts

Chapter 469 The Three-Eyed Thestral!

Harry was a little confused, because that feeling was not in the village.

Nor was it in the very imposing mansion on the hillside opposite the valley.

Rather - because the downhill road was too steep, Harry couldn't help but jog, then turned left, and there he was!

In front of Harry was a gap in the fence, leading to a narrow dirt road.

The shrubs and hedges on both sides were taller and denser than those he had just passed, and the dirt road was also winding, bumpy, and full of rocks, and it went down steeply like the path just now.

But Harry didn't hesitate at all. The closer he got, the more he felt a throbbing.

It was the same feeling when facing Voldemort and his Horcruxes.

The scar on his forehead began to beat again, revealing a stream of cold magic that wrapped around his brain.

The phoenix in his heart raised its slender neck and cried loudly.

Another self held his hands.

He jumped up and jumped down the steep slope.

He was like a leaf, floating down from the sky, landing steadily at the end of the road - a dark forest.

This might be the house of a dark wizard in the real world.

Harry thought of this the moment he looked at the forest.

Because the sky is clear now, but these big trees block all the light, casting a chilly dark and dense shadow.

And the valley below, and the house half hidden in the tangled trees are hidden in this shadow.

Harry actually felt a little familiar.

This is the first time I have seen a place that is so consistent with the residence of wizards in fairy tales.

So that the moss-covered walls, the roof with many tiles falling off, the rafters exposed here and there, the dense nettles growing around the house, and the windows covered with thick old dirt all look particularly lovely.

And this house is his destination.

He waved his wand, and the note in his pocket flew out, lit up with sparks and burned out.

Ravenclaw's crown also flew out from another pocket and stayed firmly on his messy hair, as if it was attracted by a magnet.

Ravenclaw's crown was his trump card. With the blessing of the crown and the cold magic on his forehead, he soon realized one thing.

The mirror beast that gave him the same feeling as Voldemort might not appear.

Because the surroundings were as dark as night, without a trace of sunlight.

And the glass on the windows of the opposite house was also full of dirt.

Harry inhaled slowly, and the flame-like magic came out of his mouth and nose with his breath.

It lingered above his head and slowly formed a red sun.

The red sun shone brightly, and the dirt on the window disappeared like snow seeing the sun.

The earth shook!

Accompanied by a long, terrifying roar.

Bang!

The surrounding trees seemed to be hit by a train.

A black shadow attacked Harry along the fracture.

The red sun above Harry's head automatically met it and hit the black shadow hard.

Crack! Crack!

The magical fluctuations generated by the collision spread to the valley.

All the trees broke apart from the ripples at the impact.

The sun in the sky finally shone on this land that had not been exposed to the sun for thousands of years.

Harry held the wand in both hands and pointed forward. An invisible shield condensed in front of him, blocking the impact.

And the black shadow finally appeared in front of Harry.

It raised its neck covered with green protruding blood vessels high and looked at the red sun that Harry had conjured.

Harry could see it clearly.

It had a dragon-like head, a horse-like appearance, and bat-like wings - it was simply a night star.

But the difference was that it had green eyes.

And it was not skinny at all. On the contrary, its body was covered with tangled muscles, and those muscles were covered with protruding blood vessels.

The green blood with stars and fluorescent spots moved at high speed in the blood vessels, making this monster seem to emit the green light of death.

Harry held his breath and tapped himself with the wand.

His body seemed to have lost its substance, and the ground swallowed him up like a quagmire.

In the deep, stone-filled underground, Harry's body curled into a sphere.

Invisible magic wrapped around his body, creating the air it needed.

And his mind was projected into the red sun that the monster was staring at.

"Cast off!" Harry's voice rang out from the red sun.

Then there was the sound of an eggshell breaking.

A sacred, beautiful bird song rang out from the red sun.

It was a phoenix!

A beautiful golden-red creature!

It had a golden tail as long as a peacock's tail, and a pair of golden claws, and a magical halo like flames was burning all over its body.

The original red sun was like an egg, and as the phoenix spread its wings and flew high, the "eggshell" turned into fiery red meteors and flew towards the monster on the ground.

The monster vibrated its wings, bringing waves of sound and dodging all the meteors.

It opened its big mouth full of fangs and bit the phoenix fiercely.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Table tennis! Table tennis! Table tennis! Table tennis! .Bursts of collisions and the sound of fangs and claws colliding rang out in the air.

Two lights, one red and one green, chased and collided in the sky.

Squeak!

Red light and shadow fell from the sky, burning the ground and leaving a long, steaming scratch on the ground.

Buzz!

Flames started burning from the ruins of the tree.

"What's going on!" Phoenix Harry looked up from the flames and thought.

This mirror beast is too strong!

This magic, named Phoenix Incarnation by Ryan, has never failed in the virtual world since he learned it.

Every time he hides his body and turns into a phoenix, no matter how powerful the vampire Snape, the headless knight Sirius, or the troll Dumbledore are, they are not his opponents.

You know, this is a phoenix transformed by the magic of his mother's love.

Even Voldemort's original Avatar suffered in front of it and bounced back to his master.

What's more, after merging with that him, this phoenix ignited a magical halo like fire.

Harry tried it in the mirror world, but accidentally burned the whole of London.

If the mirror world is not based on reality, it will be repaired according to reality.

He probably can't find Little Hangleton through the British Museum.

"No, it must have a weakness."

"Even Voldemort himself wouldn't be so difficult to deal with."

"Not to mention that this should be the mirror beast corresponding to his Horcrux in the mirror world." Phoenix Harry thought while hiding in the flames that had now burned the entire valley.

"I saw it!" Harry thought excitedly.

In the flames that had even burned Big Hangleton 5 miles away, Harry finally found the black stone in the middle of the monster's wings.

It was deeply covered in green fluorescent veins and black fur.

There was a crack on the stone with overlapping triangles and circles. It looked like an eye.