Vol 3 Chapter 60: Malfoy's Ambition

Harry lay under the thick tree root. He hoped that when the black dragon hovered above the forbidden forest, the three of them could not be found through the dense canopy, and Yakov was not far away. Harry hoped The professors could find the dragons over the forbidden forest earlier, and hoped that Yakov would lead the dragons past. Although this was a bit selfish, the Yakov and the dragons were more scary and hard to say.
The trio held their breath as they heard the branches of the branches above their heads. A strong, robust behemoth broke the branches and landed nearby.
As it moved, the rustling sound of the fallen leaves was endless. Such a huge creature would inevitably make a sound when it was moving. The tremor caused by the heavy body on the ground seemed to be getting closer and closer, and the trio was close to the humidity. Hiding the body in the depression as much as possible, Ron's heart beating madly, hearing the sound coming closer and closer, they almost choked.
"Little dragon!" Yakov's scream sounded in the distance: "It's there ... don't run! Little dragon!"
The sound of the black dragon approaching the trio abruptly stagnated, and then quickly moved away. The sound of densely broken branches and the air flapping from the wings of the dragon came from the top of the head, and the sound gradually moved in the direction of Yakov.
"Thank goodness!" Ron couldn't help but say, "The dragon has finally been led away!"
Harry thought of him the same way. He patted the dirt on his body and said to Hermione, "A black dragon has appeared in the forbidden forest. You must tell the professor about this. I'll go to Hagrid ... at least I need to get those Dems. Tron's students were rescued. "
Ron stepped out of the range protected by the root of the tree, hesitantly said, "They don't need us to save it! It's hard to say that we can make a werewolf into such a wizard, and join hands, not necessarily afraid of one The dragon. At least for the wizard, the werewolf is no easier to deal with than the dragon. Are we going to protect that dragon or the lunatics of Durmstrang? "
"That's not an ordinary dragon!" Hermione countered: "Did you not feel it yet? As soon as we saw that dragon, we completely lost the courage to resist ... It must not be an ordinary dragon, it might be ... Gulong! "
"Gulong?" Ron scratched his head, his face blanked.
Hermione explained: "Yes, in some magic books, like ancient wizards, there are some differences between ancient dragons and modern dragons. Ancient dragons are more intelligent. They are like horsemen and fishmen. It has human intelligence and unique magic, unlike modern dragons, just bigger beasts. "
"Gulong used to be like a fairy and had its own magic system."
"As mentioned in the book, one of the distinguishing characteristics of ancient dragons and modern dragons is the saying" Longwei ". It is said that ancient dragons have a unique spiritual coercion on the creatures it hunts."
"I see! Miss Master!" Muttered Ron, and he climbed back out of the roots of the tree, Harry followed closely, looking down to find the place to climb, and inadvertently hit Ron in front, Harry was I was going to ask Ron why he was still standing in front. As soon as he looked up, he saw a pair of silver-white eyes staring at them with a bit of irony.
It was a pair of white-golden pupils, and Harry believed what Hermione had said before, and there was no less vivid spirituality in those pupils.
So much so that the trio can see that the black dragon is sneer looking at them, his eyes are full of contempt and sarcasm. The black dragon has a sense of oppression that is unclear, cold and bloodthirsty like a blade. The hands and feet are numb and weak, and the Black Dragon is not like a bloodthirsty beast, but with a sense of calmness and even a sense of pride.
Harry was very familiar with it, and he could even see its thoughts in the eyes of the Black Dragon-you stupid, cheap mortals.
Harry clenched his wand quietly, but before he could make a shot, he was blown out by a force field spit out by the black dragon's mouth. This feeling was very familiar to Harry: "Get out of your weapon!" He was frightened Road.
One will only use magic dragons.
The dragon stepped out of its front claws, and Ron pulled out his wand to stop it, but before the old wand was lifted, he was broken by a strange magic around the black dragon's body. The black dragon grabbed Harry, fluttered his wings and flew high, leaving Hermione desperately screaming on the ground. Ron was slammed away by the black dragon's wings and hit the tree. It seemed that at least two of the ribs were broken.
The black dragon pulled Harry tight, making him feel a little difficult to breathe, and his lungs were hot and painful. When he saw the black dragon proud, he snarled, and looked down at Harry in his hand, and then he showed that look -Disdain, of course, even some ease, like something that has been tangled for a long time suddenly released.
The black dragon flew towards the dead body of the unicorn. Harry was in the sky and was poured into the mouth by the cold wind. His eyes blurred uncontrollably. He tried to lower his head and refused to let the glasses fall.
Later, I felt a slight shock to my body, as the black dragon landed near the unicorn's body,
There was a short, fat, wretched witch who was biting the unicorn's throat and trying to squeeze the last drop of blood. The black dragon threw Harry to the ground, and suddenly he said, "Harry Potter , The savior in the prophecy ... Actually, that's not it! "
The weird saw the black dragon and hurriedly wanted to escape, but he soon wailed and fell down not far away, yelling: "Master, I am the wrong master! Please ... please!" "Ah!" He said Screaming, his face suddenly withered, as if ten years old.
But the Black Dragon didn't even want to look at him. He stared at Harry Potter and whispered, "I used to confuse the halo on you, the savior's halo. It's so bright that I forget it. With the real you under the aura—the weak, vulnerable mortal body, you are one of the two shadows in my heart. When I opened my invitation to you and became my friend, you rejected me. "
"For a Weasley friendship, rejected ... I!"
Heilong growled angrily: "No one has ever refused me! You ... dare to be the first!"
Harry couldn't believe it, he stunned: "Are you Malfoy?"
"I'm Decola (Dragon)!" Black Dragon sneered.
"Just because you are the 'savior'? I became so grieved, until just now I understood that I was finally affected by those mud species-I should be proud that people all over the world have made me, It is a great glory to let them kiss my toes, not to be entangled in a fragile, bubble-like Savior's friendship. "
"I will be the king of wizards!"
The black dragon slowly turned back and looked at the chubby puffy witch behind him. Its figure slowly became smaller, and the black scales twisted into a huge shadow. In the middle of the shadow, a young man with long black hair wearing a platinum robe suddenly came out. — That's Malfoy. He looked at Peter, the little dwarf falling in the dust, and whispered.
"There is a second shadow to be resolved ... I used to be afraid, to be in awe of him. My beloved father has no dignity under his feet. They worship him as king and respect him as god. I thought I feared him, but Later I learned that I have no respect for him. From beginning to end, I just feared his cruelty, coldness and strength. "
"I follow him, my family fears him ... until, I see through his weakness and stupidity, madness and cowardice ... he is not worthy of a king!"
The little star Peter's body suddenly turned over, and a pale, dead-like face appeared on his back of the head, and that face suddenly said, "Who gave you this courage ... Malfoy? Is it your cowardice? Yes, my father trembling at my feet? "
"Stop!" Malfoy raised a blue light.
The curse struck the little dwarf, causing him to tremble violently. Attached to his back, Voldemort's soul creaked as if soaked in sulfuric acid. His face was blurred with corroded flesh and blood, and Voldemort's soul mourned in pain .
"The Black Book of the Undead!" Voldemort screamed. "You stole its power. Now ... you can use my weakness to hurt me, but when I truly return, there is no place for you to die."
"Death is my realm ... do you want to come back, have you asked me?" Malfoy whispered, and as soon as he waved his wand, Voldemort's soul fragments suddenly burned, and the fire of the underworld burned his soul, Harry heard the 'Undead Black Scripture' and suddenly understood it. He had always been skeptical, but at this moment it was finally determined-another magic book was indeed in Malfoy's hands ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Today, I will Solve everything in the past. Malfoy said quietly: "The savior, Voldemort, will be a thing of the past. "
Harry took a step back, but made Malfoy laugh. He said, "I won't kill you, Harry. You don't understand that you are not my enemy from beginning to end, my glory and shame, all It has nothing to do with you. What really hurt me was the destiny imposed on you! The savior ... haha ​​... are a Voldemort's enemy worthy of being a savior? "
"I will bury Voldemort, imprison him forever in Hades, and be tortured like hell."
"I will bury your destiny, Harry Potter ... you will only be a boy who will die, and the prophecy of the Saviour will become a joke. This is my real purpose." Harry appeared in Malfoy's hands. The black metal cover of the book that I once saw in the closet, the "Undead Black Scripture" has been opened, Voldemort wailed, and turned into a black smoke, and was about to escape like the sky.
But he was stared at by the "Undead Black Scripture", Harry watched Voldemort's soul mournfully, and was pulled into the pages of the book with no resistance, Peter the little star broke apart, he In great fear, he escaped as a mouse while no one noticed him.