Spotted By Grindelwald And Went To Hogwarts Chapter 271: The giant rises from hell

It was bad enough that Grindelwald and Dumbledore fought outside of Sean, but the facts told him that the worse would always be the next second.

Voldemort obviously used the method he used to parasitize Quirrell to parasitize the wizard in front of him. Sean didn't know how the other party knew about tonight's situation and mixed into the team. He didn't even get the notification from the Death Eaters.

That is to say, Voldemort sneaked in again alone, he took a huge risk, and now, it is probably time to reap the rewards.

This lunatic... Sean gritted his teeth, he firmly held the wand, and recited the spell without any hesitation.

"Avada Kedavra! (avadakedavra)"

The dazzling green light shot through the flames!

Voldemort swiped the air forcefully with an unknown wand, and the green light was deflected and flew to the other side.

Amid the explosion, the face of the young wizard twisted, his face was squeezed to one side showing a look of extreme pain, and on the other side was Voldemort's crazy and fierce face.

"For a second-year student, it's a good killing curse," Voldemort and another voice mixed together, "does that prove that you really want to kill me?"

"Go away, Voldemort." Sean waved his wand violently.

"Voldemort? Don't you call me Professor Riddle?" His eyes were completely protruding from the sockets, "These two old immortals trust you enough, and have told you everything?"

The green light shifted, and the explosion caused a rain of mud.

Voldemort didn't care about the scorched earth falling from the sky, he laughed nervously, and walked towards Grindelwald even faster.

"Wallup!" He swallowed his laughter, his face distorted and fierce, "You got the death curse from me! No, it should be said that, you are much more evil than me—ha!"

He walked outside the transparent barrier set by Dumbledore, and his voice became more and more frenzied: "However, let's taste the main course first."

Grindelwald still fell to the ground, he lazily raised one and waved: "Good evening, Tom... Well, I still haven't paid you your salary for last year for a month?"

Voldemort was licking his lips excitedly, one hand clenched his wand and threw Shawn's Killing Curse away, and the other hand reached straight for the barrier.

"Hey——" The sound of flesh and blood turning into charcoal stimulated Sean's eardrums.

Voldemort's outstretched hand was blocked by the barrier, but he didn't take it back, and just stretched his hand straight and forcefully into the barrier.

Obviously, forcibly breaking through the barrier caused him great pain, the distorted face became more and more hideous, and the two faces squeezed on one face opened their mouths in pain.

However, that hand still slowly stretched in, and the left finger bone with sparks hanging on it and only bones left broke through the barrier!

"Ha - good evening, Mr. Grindelwald." Voldemort pressed his head against the barrier, not minding the burning of his face.

"Voldemort, what do you want, your wand, your remnant soul? I can give you all." Sean spoke as calmly as possible.

"Shh, Sean," Voldemort's face was half burnt, he looked at Sean with **** eyes, "you're such a smart man, if I can't solve it, I'm thinking of delaying time - Dumbledore is indeed powerful, and it's hard for me to defeat that old man with this appearance. Ha, so I decided to complete my goal before he comes back."

"Do you think I'm crazy? Hahahaha, I'm sober, I can't be more sober." Voldemort smiled in pain and maniacally, his entire left hand had completely turned into a bone, and it had completely entered the barrier.

"Where did you just say that? Mr. Principal—by the way, my salary."

"Stop!" Sean's eyes were tearing apart.

Voldemort laughed and clenched his bones. Grindelwald in the barrier seemed to be pinched by an invisible big hand, and his weak body was lifted into the air.

The sound of bones twisting could be heard clearly, and Sean could see Grindelwald's body being squeezed.

"A little slow? But it's just right, let the pain last for a while, ha - it makes me enjoy." Voldemort went completely crazy.

Grindelwald said nothing, his face was turned around, his weak but calm light blue eyes showed a hint of mockery.

"I like this look." Voldemort stuck out his long forked tongue, he looked at the squeezed Grindelwald inside, and then rolled his eyes in excitement and pain.

The dark white pupils were covered with blood, and the tongue licked on the barrier and burned a burst of black smoke, which entangled and merged with the black mist emitted by Voldemort.

Black smoke shot straight into the sky, and a huge black magic mark appeared in the sky, below which was a font made of green light:

The Death Eaters will descend upon the land, and the Dark Lord has returned.

"Idiot..." Grindelwald's nostrils overflowed with blood, and his bones creaked.

"Are you introducing yourself, Mr. Headmaster?" Voldemort smiled darkly.

"I said, let you go..." A cold but extremely violent voice sounded.

Voldemort's half of the bones turned slowly, and the protruding and white eyes returned to their original shape strangely, and then—

"Poof!"

One of his eyes exploded into blood foam!

Only the last scene remained in the black eye sockets and sent to my mind.

In Paris, residents in pajamas or even naked screamed and rushed out of the fire. They gathered in the center of the fountain square tremblingly.

The little girl in the princess skirt pajamas hugged the doll tightly. She was not injured, but with a little panic and confusion on her face, she was curled up in the arms of her parents.

"Dad! Mom!" A cry from someone of the same age rang out.

"Come here, come here! Be careful!" an adult called to the residents who escaped from the fire just now.

"God—God... No, no, this is the Lord's punishment! This is the Lord's will!" Some believers fell to their knees and kept praying.

Of course, more people were looking at the sky. They didn't know what was there. The flames of the entire city were rising towards the center. They were attracted and gathered. Gradually, the flames on the ground had disappeared, and a flame vortex covering the entire sky was slowly forming.

"Dad, Mom, is the sun about to fall?" The little girl unconsciously grabbed her doll tightly, and the slightly scorched doll made a tearing sound of fabric, the white wings on the back drooped, and the white stuffing under the armpit was exposed.

"No, no, it's just...just...it'll pass, baby." The young couple put their arms around their child, and they hugged each other tightly, blocking the view of the little girl above.

The girl lowered her head ignorantly, she saw the 'injured' doll, and then anxiously let go of her tightly grasped hands.

She put the doll down and stood crookedly on the ground.

"Sorry, I hurt you, Michael." The girl apologized to her doll in a childish voice.

This is a birthday present from her parents, a beautiful doll with wings on the back, and she also gave her friend a nice name.

The doll stood crookedly, and the little girl reached out, trying to stuff the white stuffing that was exposed by her friend.

Then, looking past the doll, she saw the east of the city illuminated by flames.

A terrifying giant taller than the Eiffel Tower, dripping with magma, slowly stood up.

"Dad, Mom..." The little girl was trembling.

"That, what is that!" The surrounding residents also saw a giant standing up to the east.

"It, it stood up!"

"That's a devil, a devil who has risen from hell!"

The crowd that had managed to calm down a little exploded completely. Shouts of terror and mournful cries echoed in the night sky through the vortex of flames.

In the center of Furstenberg Square, next to the small fountain, tree roots rose from the ground, and the branches were woven into an elevator, and wizards with charred robes kept coming out of it.

Wizards in Auror uniforms of the French Ministry of Magic are in command.

"The injured go first! Can you apparate? Take this person."

"Fifth Squad, go to District 5 to see if there are any injured Muggles, and get them out!"

"Sixth team, go to the city center... what? Ask me if I want to disguise?! You idiot, are you coming to swallow the flames above my head?!"

"Seventh team, support the west of the city... Do you want to support the sky? Has your brain been licked by a troll? That is Dumbledore's business!"

"Squad Eight, you..."

A team member stopped the director of the Auror office who was giving orders: "Director! Director!"

"What are you doing! I swear, if you hadn't told me that the Eiffel Tower was about to collapse, I would have stuffed your head into the toilet..." The irascible middle-aged wizard turned around and grabbed the team members by their collars.

Then, he threw his head almost to the top, and the clothes in his hands slowly slipped off, collapsing with him to the ground.

It was a flame giant as tall as the Eiffel Tower, and the dark power that almost turned into reality was entangled around it. Even at such a distance, everyone present felt the instinctive fear from the bottom of their hearts.

"Merlin's beard..." The Auror office director who collapsed on the ground muttered, "Paris...is finished..."

The cemetery of Père Lachaise, which had been reduced to scorched earth, completely turned into lava, and the towering giant stood up.

Magma dripped on Voldemort's side, his only remaining eye protruded ferociously, and a perverted smile of extreme excitement suddenly appeared on his twisted and terrifying face.

"Wallup, this is your... talent..."

He shook off Grindelwald in his hand, and the wand in the other hand slipped to the ground.

The hands of white bones and flesh and blood raised high, and then forcefully inserted into his stomach.

A huge wound appeared on Voldemort's abdomen, and the internal organs fell out. There was no blood and blood, and a big mouth filled with mist was replaced.

"Come on... come on..." He frantically opened the wound on his abdomen wider.

The red eyes of Sean the Giant looked down at the little one on the ground. He reached out his hand emotionlessly, and the floating Dark Mark was scattered. His palm passed through the dissipating mist, and then he firmly grasped the already inhuman Voldemort.

He saw the big mouth on Voldemort's stomach, but at this time Sean had completely lost his mind, and there were endless negative emotions in his eyes.

"Roar—" He raised his head to the sky, and let out a terrifying roar that was not at all human.

There was a huge earthquake on the ground, and even the flame vortex above Paris was trembling.

Shawn the Giant slowly lowered his head and looked directly at Voldemort, whose palm was not humanoid.

At this time, the excitement on Voldemort's face had begun to dissipate, and he even showed a confused look.

"Why... why doesn't it work..."

As if he had figured it out, the only remaining eye protruded terribly, and his mouth opened wide as if screaming.

"This is not obscurity... This is not obscurity! There are other things hidden in you! You are a sin—" His voice was caught in his throat.

The giant Sean squeezed Voldemort into a ball with light force.

Then, he raised his hand and opened his tongueless mouth, ready to swallow Voldemort.

"Sean!" The voice below made the giant Sean pause.

He lowered his huge head slowly, and saw Grindelwald lying on the ground bleeding from his nostrils, his blood-soaked face was blurred, only the bright blue eyes were full of anger.

For the first time, Sean the Giant showed a confused look. He shook his head and staggered back a step. The hill behind him was trampled into a big hole.

"If you eat that dirty thing, don't talk to me in the future." Grindelwald's voice was extremely stern, but with reassuring emotions.

Shawn the Giant shook his head in pain, his red left eye was slowly fading away.

He half-kneeled on the ground and covered his huge eyes.

Sean finally regained a little consciousness. He felt like he was floating in magma, but his whole body was warm but not in pain. There seemed to be a voice scolding him from a distance, which made him a little unhappy.

The magma surrounding him boiled violently, and negative emotions such as arrogance, violence, and greed were eating away at his consciousness, but he instinctively did not want to resist.

The giant Sean slowly lifted Voldemort's hand, about to send it to his mouth.

"Sean - Wallop! I tell you, shut up!" The annoying voice came a little closer.

Shaun, who was floating, seemed to see pictures, the old man who was also a teacher and friend was standing in front of him.

"Shh~IndoMTL.com~ He put a spell on his mouth.

"Shut up, Sean, now listen to my explanation." He taught sternly but in detail.

"If you don't know how to flatter, just shut your mouth." He scolded with a smile like an old child.

"Shut up, I want to hear him tell me." He fell to the ground stubbornly and weakly.

Sean, who is of normal size, opened his eyes suddenly. He saw the magma around him, and saw himself floating, and returned to consciousness with a little reason.

"Am I going to be absorbed... It feels like this is my real self..." He thought in a daze.

"I can't get rid of it... It's a strange feeling, like the two consciousnesses are my own, and I can control them... But, only destruction is my original intention, and my real consciousness can't bypass the body's instinct... Think of a way, think of a way..." Sean tried his best to think with the remaining rationality.

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