Hogwarts Mysterious Man Resurrected

Lothar closed his eyes tightly. No matter what Voldemort said, he would not open his eyes to see Voldemort like this.

Lothar knew what kind of magic the basilisk's eyes had.

That's whoever sees who will die, comparable to a fatal magic attack.

"Look at you like this, how can you be proud?"

"Are you still a wizard now? What do you do to insist on your ridiculous theory of pure blood?"

It is extremely ironic that what Voldemort cared about most in his life was his Slytherin blood.

But now he has become a basilisk, which has to be said to be an extremely ironic thing for him.

"Don't worry, you are destined to die here. So what if you are resurrected? What can you do just like you are now."

Voldemort opened his body, the snake's head circled upward, curled up into a ball, his head stood upright and stared at Lothar, his eyes filled with biting coldness, he said angrily and sarcastically.

Faced with Voldemort's threat and his unabashed murderous intent, Lothar didn't care at all.

"Tom, I thought you might actually need something."

"like death"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lothar pointed upwards with the wand without any hesitation.

"Leave the fire burning."

A coquettish flame rose into the sky, and then spiraled in the direction pointed by Lothar's wand.

The flames gathered together to form a mist, in which parts of animal bodies appeared from time to time.

Along with Lothar's magic, a huge phoenix appeared from it.

This made Voldemort feel a sense of danger, and he began to be cautious deep in his heart.

"Qiang Qiang" the chirping sound of the phoenix resounded throughout the secret room. It circled around the entire secret room and flew around.

Like the overlord of the sky patrolling his territory, he soon saw the basilisk curled up on the ground.

Suddenly, it looked at the basilisk with a rather human look of disdain.

This arrogant attitude made the anger in Voldemort's heart almost explode.

When could an elemental object transformed by a curse be able to taunt him like this?

At that moment, Voldemort was ready to teach this magical phoenix a lesson.

His eyes shot a dark yellow light at the phoenix flying in the sky.

The phoenix screamed and rushed straight towards the light emitted by Voldemort.

Unsurprisingly, the spell had no effect on it.

Phoenix's eyes were still looking at him with disdain, as if he was mocking the basilisk for overestimating its capabilities.

Although he knew that this spell was unusual, Lothar was still surprised when he saw the phoenix transformed by his magic power looking at Voldemort with disdain.

"Is this magic?" he thought to himself. Of course Lothar also knew that this spell was just extraordinary.

"Chong"

The phoenix screamed again and rushed towards Voldemort, but Voldemort was not to be outdone.

The snake's head stood upright in mid-air, and when it opened its mouth, a stream of dark green venom came out.

The Phoenix that was going down had no time to dodge and was shot all over by the venom.

The venom and the fire on it cancel each other out.

It roared angrily and flew around Voldemort, ready to give him a fatal blow at any moment.

Voldemort did not dare to take it lightly. Although Lothar had his eyes closed in the distance, it did not affect him from continuing to cast spells.

"To pieces."

"Eye sickness curse."

A series of curses were cast on Voldemort, especially the eye curse.

Lothar desperately cast this curse on him. If he hadn't kept his eyes closed, Voldemort might have been hit by the Eye Curse.

By then, Voldemort, who has lost his sight, might really be killed by the phoenix transformed into Lothar's fierce fire.

But unfortunately, none of Lothar's eye-curses hit Voldemort's eyes.

The other spells caused little harm to Voldemort.

But Voldemort couldn't possibly let Lothar attack him without any scruples.

God knows what kind of spell he will use to attack himself.

Moreover, Voldemort knew very well that Lothar was not yet very skilled in releasing the curse.

You know, Lothar learned the magic from his memory.

And Voldemort knew very well what kind of magic he knew.

After Lothar becomes familiar with using magic, he is afraid that he will be attacked by his own magic spell.

Although his favorite is Avada Kedavra.

But that doesn't mean he doesn't know other spells.

After all, he is also a powerful wizard, so how could he only know one magic spell?

"Thunderbolt explosion."

Voldemort didn't even try to hide, he directly resisted the curse.

The next moment, he dodged and avoided Phoenix's attack.

He didn't want to test whether the flames could burn his scales.

Voldemort knew that this was the Fire Curse, and he was very clear about the power of the Fire Curse.

"Is this all you have? Lothar, it seems you are still going to die in my hands today and have your soul eaten by me."

"No, no, no, you're wrong, Tom." Although Lothar had her eyes closed, she could barely feel the situation on the field.

"You will be the one who dies. After you die, I will eat your soul and make up for myself."

"So, Tom, you'd better just surrender."

"After all, it's useless for you to resist."

"Thunder and lightning."

Lothar was speaking to release the spell, while dodging the venom spewed from Voldemort's mouth from time to time.

"Really?" Voldemort looked at the embarrassed Lothar jokingly, and said sarcastically without hesitation, "Then why are you still running up and down here, like an unworthy clown?"

"Haha, I'm a clown, so what are you?" Lothar smiled contemptuously.

"Look, our famous Dark Lord doesn't even need Avada Kedavra. Because he turned into a spitting basilisk."

Although he said this, everyone and the snake were very solemn in their hearts.

In fact, after reading each other's memories, they had a great understanding of each other.

Now this situation has left them in a stalemate without foreign aid.

Either Lothar was killed by Voldemort, or Lothar took advantage of his powerful phoenix to entangle Voldemort and left the secret room.

But looking at Lothar's plan now, he doesn't want to leave.

He wanted to take this opportunity to kill Voldemort, repair his soul, and make himself truly whole.

Of course, Lothar would not say that Voldemort's attraction to him was too great.

Just like Lothar has an unparalleled attraction to Voldemort.

Voldemort was like a delicious meal to Lothar, and it was more than just delicious.

There is also a great benefit in this. Perhaps from the time their souls were fused and connected, one of them was destined to die at the hands of the other.

They become a special case of being both one and not one.

The souls of both parties have great attraction to each other.

"Qiang Qiang" the phoenix chirped again, but this time Lothar's face became very ugly.

Even Voldemort looked cautiously towards the entrance and exit of the secret room.

There, there was a phoenix that was much smaller than Lothar's Fierce Fire Phoenix.

But both Voldemort and Lothar knew.

What does that phoenix represent?

"Dumbledore, then?"

"Come on Ron. We're almost there."

Although it was just a vague sound, who were Lothar and Voldemort? How could they not hear it.

A cunning smile appeared on Voldemort's snake face. He spat out a mouthful of venom at Lothar, then shot two rays of light at the fierce phoenix in the sky, then turned around and fled deep into the sewer.

When Lothar reacted, Voldemort's figure disappeared into the darkness.