Chapter 385 I Will Eat This Black History From You Forever!
"Expelliarmus! (Expelliarmus!)"
Wayne swore that this was the happiest time he had used magic in the past few years.
Even because he was so happy, he had some new insights into the master-level disarming spell.
But that doesn't matter.
Beating up the principal openly and honestly is a rare opportunity!
At the same time, the new bracelet on Wayne's hand also had a hint of metallic luster.
He did not deceive Lao Deng just now. This is indeed a protective item, with multiple functions such as protection, black magic detection, and sneak attack prevention.
There's just one function he forgot to mention.
That's video.
He must preserve such a memorable scene and pass it on to future generations.
The magic spell as thick as an arm pierced the air, and because of its speed, there was an air roar in the room, but Dumbledore was unaware of it.
At this moment, all he could see was the ugly ring on the table, and he was going to get it at all costs.
boom!
When his fingertips were less than ten centimeters from the ring, the curse hit him.
Not surprisingly, the greatest white wizard of this century was easily knocked away.
Dumbledore's body was thrown high, and the powerful impact knocked him to the wall and slowly slid down.
"Calm down, Professor!" The corners of Wayne's mouth were almost twisted like Nike, and he was telling Dumbledore to calm down, but the spell was fired faster than his mouth.
"Get out of the way!" Dumbledore roared, a state Wayne had never seen in this old man before.
His eyes were blood red, and with a wave of his arm, the fallen Elder Wand returned to his hand.
Then, a golden light suddenly appeared, and several golden lightning bolts headed towards Wayne. The power of the escape caused cracks to appear on the floor of the house.
The air froze for a moment. I don't know how many years have passed since the greatest white wizard of this century, and finally used his full strength again - maybe not, his reason is not really normal.
At this moment, Dumbledore has been completely bewitched by the magic on the ring. Not only that, it is precisely because of his erudition and understanding of the Deathly Hallows that he is even more crazy.
That is the Resurrection Stone, the life-saving straw that can solve the biggest guilt and obsession in his life!
Because of this, Dumbledore was even more severely affected than an ordinary wizard after being infected.
Wayne was not surprised but delighted, not retreating but advancing. He stepped forward and waved the wand in his hand, forming a perfect arc.
The silver shield was pulled out, and lightning struck it, making a harsh friction sound that would only occur when metal collides.
"Professor Dumbledore! Don't fall for Voldemort's tricks!"
"It's just a resurrection stone. It can only be used to resurrect the dead. What's the big deal? You need to calm down!" Wayne shouted.
Just resisting Dumbledore's hastily thrown lightning consumes more magic power than the volleys fired by the rabble during the World Cup!
His words undoubtedly added fuel to the fire.
Dumbledore's blue eyes seemed to be sparkling with sparks. Seeing that Wayne actually reached out to touch the Resurrection Stone, he even shouted:
"stop!"
The air was exuding a cold murderous intent. Swords flashing with sharp silver light came from all directions. Flames condensed out of thin air and penetrated into the sword, making the cold air hot.
The Elder Wand trembled excitedly in Dumbledore's hand, and even Wayne could feel the joy.
This ominous wand has never been used to its full potential since it fell into Dumbledore's hands. Not to mention killing people, there are only a handful of duels.
Now Dumbledore's crazy state is more in line with it.
Even though it has changed hands now, the Elder Wand is still willing to cooperate with Dumbledore to launch powerful spells.
Wayne grabbed it with one hand, and the sharp blades that were conjured out of thin air turned into balls of iron and fell to the ground feebly.
Walls of water rise from the ground and extinguish the flames.
His wand showed no sign of weakness and shot out a bright light, which collided with Dumbledore's purple light.
Rumble!
The house let out a painful cry, then collapsed, dust flew, and was quickly swept away by the aftermath.
Dumbledore flew upside down again. In this pure magic competition, he lost cleanly.
"Professor, you need to calm down!"
Bang bang!
"I didn't take the Resurrection Stone, it's a lie!"
Bang bang!
"If you want to recover, just say something and I'll stop immediately!"
Bang bang bang! Boom!
"Dumbledore! I'm going to be angry if you fight back!"
boom!
"Stop, stop... Ahem, I, I'm already fine... Stop fighting, Lawrence
"Boom!"
Wayne shook his head regretfully, put away his wand without hesitation, and then showed an friendly smile, looking at Dumbledore who raised his head:
"Great Professor, you are finally back to normal."
Looking up at the bright sky, Dumbledore's heart felt like ten thousand alpacas rushing past.
He woke up so early, okay?
After Gunter's old house was shattered, he woke up without being beaten a few times.
He wanted to open his mouth to explain, but Wayne's offensive was like a torrent, overwhelming him and unable to defend himself in time, so he could only resist hastily.
If Wayne hadn't paused for a moment after being beaten into a pit just now, he wouldn't have had the chance to explain.
Dumbledore tilted his head slightly and looked at the boy with a bright smile, who seemed to be really happy for his recovery.
There is a 99% chance in my heart that this guy just did it on purpose!
The dignified Headmaster of Hogwarts, President of the International Confederation of Wizards, Chief Wizard of the Wizengamot, the strongest white wizard who defeated the first Dark Lord, and the only person Voldemort fears.
He was beaten violently by one of his students
And what made Dumbledore feel most embarrassed was that Wayne actually resisted Voldemort's suggestion magic, but he
For a moment, he even had the idea of killing someone to silence him...
It's so embarrassing....
"Professor, are you okay?" Wayne asked again with concern.
"I'm fine, thank you." Dumbledore stood up. His originally luxurious robe had become tattered. With a sweep of his wand, it returned to its original appearance.
But this was just something he forcibly changed through his transformation technique. It was time to throw away these tattered clothes when he returned.
"Mr. Lawrence, what just happened..." Dumbledore hesitated.
"Don't worry." Wayne nodded seriously: "I understand."
Get on the road.
Dumbledore smiled kindly, and before his compliments could be spoken, Wayne said again:
"Don't worry, I have recorded them all and I promise to watch them once a week in the future and not make such stupid mistakes as you.
Dumbledore's smile froze and his voice was distorted: "You also recorded it?"
Wayne didn't say anything, just shook the gold wristband on his hand.
"Isn't this an anti-curse item?"
Wayne said modestly: "Video recording is just a small and insignificant function."
The killing intent that had just calmed down surged again.
"You're invincible, kid.
Dumbledore took a deep breath, forced a smile, ended the topic decisively, and began to look for the black gemstone ring in the room, no, in the ruins.
Wayne almost laughed in his heart.
This black history will last his whole life!
Soon, Dumbledore found the ring under a broken piece of masonry.
He was already prepared, and the bewitching magic above could no longer affect him, but Dumbledore's breathing still became slightly faster.
"Wayne, do you recognize this thing too?"
Wayne nodded, noncommittal.
What other gem could it be than the Resurrection Stone that could make you lose your temper and look so similar to the logo drawn by Mr. Grindelwald?"
"Yes." Dumbledore's voice trembled: "Voldemort actually made the resurrection stones into Horcruxes. It seems that he really thinks that he has defeated death [without the need for resurrection at all."
Wayne commented: "Arrogant and paranoid, he is always so arrogant and thinks he is different."
Dumbledore's mind was no longer on this. He nodded perfunctorily and struggled for a long time before he made up his mind and looked back at the young man:
"Wayne, I know you have a high desire to collect these treasures, but... can you tell me about the resurrection?"
His attitude was extremely humble, and his eyes were filled with longing: "I am willing to exchange all my treasures with you. You can also make your request. As long as I can do it, I can agree to it."
Under the old man's disappointed eyes, Wayne shook his head.
"Professor, I'm sorry, I can't give you the Resurrection Stone." After saying that, the conversation changed for four years: "But I can lend it to you.
The eyes that had dimmed began to shine again.
yes.
As long as you can use the Resurrection Stone, why do you have to possess it?
Suddenly, Dumbledore felt that the sky was getting brighter, the air had become extremely fresh, and his reason had regained the high ground.
He observed the ring vigilantly. The wand emitted wisps of silver-white smoke, which quickly turned black when it touched the ring.
Dumbledore said solemnly: "There is an extremely terrifying curse on it."
His eyes became complicated, and he was still afraid.
"Wayne, you saved my life."
............
"If it weren't for the constraints of that oath, maybe I would be cursed now and my life would be short."
"I just want to collect a few more meaningful collections for the Lawrence family."
Wayne smiled modestly and rummaged in his pocket, and soon he found an exquisite metal box. "The surface of the box was engraved with various complicated patterns.
The resurrection stone ring floated in mid-air, Wayne opened the box, and the two of them stared at the ring falling into the box.
Click!
"Do you want to leave it to me?" Dumbledore asked softly: "That curse should be very difficult."
"You should believe in my strength." Wayne stood up and put the box away.
"What's more, if you want to destroy Voldemort's soul without harming the Resurrection Stone, only Nico and I can do it.
Dumbledore was silent for a moment, accepting this statement.
"Then you must be careful and tell me if you encounter any difficulties."
"no problem.
Looking at the ruins around him, Dumbledore waved his wand, and the pieces of rubble returned to their original positions. Only two minutes later, the ruins turned into the old mansion they once were.
He even restored the previous traps.
"Let's go back to the castle." After doing all this, Dumbledore asked: "Or are you going somewhere else?"
"Let's go back together." Wayne's external affairs have been dealt with. Even if he goes back, he will discuss the hardening spell and the water spray spell with Grace.
But for
In order to avoid the anger of some jealous people in the school, he still thought of this tempting idea.
0.
Dumbledore called out Fawkes, and Wayne looked at him with a strange look.
"Did you forget something?"
"What?" Dumbledore was startled.
The young man's gaze moved downwards, resting on the wand with a unique shape that looked like joints.
"In the battle just now, your wand has been knocked away by me with the disarming spell. It must be very uncomfortable to use it now, right?"
The Elder Wand has such a "no man can do anything" character. As long as you can take him away from his owner - no matter what method is used, he will surrender to you.
Until another person snatches it from your hand in a similar way, and the cycle goes back and forth.
Dumbledore was startled, he had indeed forgotten.
When he just cast the repair spell, he felt a little awkward.
Dumbledore looked at the young man with a puzzled look: "Wayne, are you really not attracted to the Elder Wand at all?"
"Even I can't deny that it can greatly enhance my strength."
"No." Wayne said calmly, looking at his wand calmly: "The so-called strongest wand is just a branch casually broken off by the God of Death. "
"Sooner or later, my wand will be the strongest."
The young man's tone was not high-pitched, and Bullido felt the strong confidence contained in that calmness.
Correspondingly, the hanging wood wand in Wayne's hand trembled slightly, seeming to be really responding to its master.
He smiled with relief and handed the Elder Wand to Wayne.
As soon as he held the Elder Wand, Wayne immediately felt the magic in his body boiling, like a rushing river, opening an outlet for him to vent.
He snorted coldly and suppressed the restless magic power, and the Elder Wand became quiet.
It's really bizarre that a dead thing wants to affect his body.
Dumbledore stretched out his palm and whispered: "Expelliarmus!"
The red light hit Wayne, but to Dumbledore's surprise, the Elder Wand was still firmly in his hand.
Wayne also looked at him speechlessly: "Did you not have lunch? Use some strength.'11
Dumbledore:"
The number of times he has been embarrassed this day has almost reached the total number of times in the past few decades.
"Your resistance to magic is actually so high?" Lao Deng said in surprise.
Even if he cast the spell without a wand, even if he deliberately suppressed the magic power and used the lightest force, there would still be no reaction at all.
Wayne shrugged: "You are gifted, try again, use more strength this time.
He has been tempering his body with starlight every day for the past two years, and has long been beyond the scope of human beings. It is normal for his magic resistance to be higher.
Dumbledore cast the Disarming Charm again.
The magic he used this time was comparable to that of an ordinary wizard holding a wand to enforce the law.
Finally, with Wayne's cooperation, the Elder Wand flew back into Lao Deng's hand in a swirling motion.
Wayne lowered his head, looked at his empty hands, and sighed:
"I didn't expect that I would also lose..."
"Professor, as the first person to take the wand from my hand, I recognize you.
Dumbledore was speechless again.
Why do you have so many dramas?