Everyday Players at Hogwarts

Chapter 825 Seven Voldemorts!

Harry spread his dragon wings and landed on an unmanned boat.

The sea surface reflecting the sky split into two with his thoughts.

On the left was the cabin of Hogwarts.

Dumbledore, Grindelwald, and Riddle seemed to have noticed something and turned their heads.

On the right was the real world corresponding to his current location.

Those small boats were all wizards at the moment. Mr. Weasley, Moody and others were also among them.

"The exit is deflected." Harry frowned.

Originally, the image of the real world should correspond to the mirror closest to Bella.

Seeing that the place where he appeared was so close to these small boats, Harry originally thought that Bella and her group, including Voldemort, had already set their sights on the boats of the Ministry of Magic and the Order of the Phoenix.

But in the real world corresponding to his current location, there were no signs of fighting on those small boats.

It seems that Azkaban has not yet completely descended into reality.

Moreover, Dumbledore was right. He can indeed do more than before.

He transmitted not only physical objects and life through the mirror.

He could sense and transmit sound, sight, and other ethereal things through the mirror world.

Harry waved his wand, water vapor condensed, and a water mirror appeared in front of him.

It was the mirrored cottage in Hogwarts.

"Professor, Azkaban has not officially come to reality. Please wait." Harry's voice was transmitted to the cabin through the mirror.

At the same time, he kept controlling the mirror reflecting Azkaban Island and spreading it into the island.

But it was always a feeling as if he punched the water surface with a punch.

It was as if there was an invisible water film covering it completely.

The mirror clearly reflected it, but it seemed like an ethereal phantom.

However, this sense of nothingness was gradually disappearing.

And it was obvious that the fog was gradually becoming thinner.

Soon, the fog disappeared.

In the real world, on the boat, Mr. Weasley and his friends raised their wands.

Harry also sensed that the film disappeared.

But, inside, he could no longer sense Bella's breath.

She died?

Harry staggered and almost fell to the ground.

The possibility that Voldemort would sacrifice his subordinates to increase his power flashed through his mind.

"Voldemort, you bastard!" Harry was completely transformed into a dragon.

The ferocious beast nature came from the dark gold beast pupil.

He stretched out his left claw and reached into the mirror.

On the other side, inside the wooden house.

The three people looking towards the North Sea were not surprised by Harry's gaze.

As the strongest wizard in the current magical world (except for Ryan),

they did not leave their souls incomplete for the ultimate power and immortality like Voldemort.

Their wizard intuition was already a prophecy.

Almost the next second after being watched, they understood the reason.

Then, they learned from Harry that Azkaban had not yet become a reality.

Just close your eyes, stay still and gather your strength.

And now, they open their eyes.

An invisible hand extends from the ceiling.

Dumbledore stops Riddle who wants to pull out his wand, "It's Harry."

The next second, the three are held and pulled into the ceiling.

Then the world spins.

When the invisible dragon claw disappears, the sun appears.

Then there is the sound of waves hitting the coast.

The three hold their wands and look around.

"Is this Dolohov?" Dumbledore squats down. In front of him is a pile of bone fragments.

It looks like it has been cooked at high temperature.

The moment he sees them, Dolohov's name appears in his mind.

"It seems that during this period, his men have become beasts that eat raw meat and suck blood." Grindelwald glanced at him with disdain.

"Don't worry about it! Something is wrong." Riddle seemed a little confused.

"What?" X2

Dumbledore and Grindelwald made a posture ready for battle.

"I seem to sense seven 'I's'?"

Time goes back to ten minutes ago.

In Azkaban prison. Voldemort's figure is already extremely clear, but the outline is a little fuzzy.

It seems that he will be reborn from the dead in the next second. "Now, you can call my name."

He looked at the Death Eaters in front of him, all dressed in black robes.

"Lord Voldemort!"

As the name was read out.

At this moment, the big python on the Dark Mark branded into the flesh on the arm opened its eyes.

It broke away from the skull and roamed over their bodies.

They lost control of their bodies.

It was like a petrified statue.

Voldemort's figure suddenly dissipated, turning into seven black mists and flying towards the Death Eaters.

In the thick mist, various snakes wriggled in it, and then dissipated into mist in the next second.

The room was suddenly plunged into darkness.

The snakes on the Death Eaters swam faster, and the mist and the snakes transformed from the mist drilled into their eyes, ears, mouths and noses.

After the black fog disappeared, only seven tall figures were left in the room.

They were all hairless, like snakes, with two thin nostrils and a pair of shining red eyes with vertical pupils.

Their skin was very pale and seemed to emit a pearly light.

"Now, you understand." Voldemort's chuckle sounded in the hearts of the seven people, "Seven me.

Seven of me who were as strong as I was before I met that boy. "

"There is nothing to be afraid of now." The 'Voldemort' on the far left narrowed his eyes and stroked his body almost obsessively.

Other 'Voldemorts' followed suit and began to experience everything now in various ways.

Black magic seems to have become their instinct.

Just like humans don't need to think about which muscles in the thigh to use when walking.

All kinds of evil, strange, and profound black magic are 'temporarily' theirs!

"That's enough! Now all you have to do is welcome our guests."

In the mirror world.

Harry, who mistakenly thought Bella was dead, suppressed inexplicable anger.

The water vapor condensed, and another water mirror appeared that reflected everything in Hogwarts.

It began to overlap with the water mirror reflecting Dumbledore.

On the small boats in the middle of the North Sea, all the wizards stood in a row, with Moody standing at the forefront.

He raised his arms high, pointing to Azkaban, which had descended into reality in the distance.

"Everyone, listen to my command!

one two three!

All curses are over! "

Rays of golden light shot towards the island like rain.

The beach of Azkaban Island.

"That's it." Dumbledore's beard and hair were fluttering, his eyes were solemn, "I have connected to the power of Hogwarts.

The power of this island has also been blocked by Moody and the others. "

"It's already started!" Grindelwald waved his wand.

The monstrous blue flames surged towards the forest ahead.

Swallowed everything.

Then, the sea of ​​fire was opened.

Like Moses parting the sea.

Inside were seven figures dressed in black robes, with unknown magic surging on their bodies.

Seven Voldemorts!