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The Dance of Bears and Lolita Chapter 26 An Inescapable Fate

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    Victor, Dumbledore, Snape, and Quirrell were riding on a giant metal bee, moving forward slowly and steadily at a slow and steady speed.

    It can be seen from the familiar power system and energy operation of the metal bee that the mechanical device provided by Dumbledore as a means of transportation is exactly the same as the metal pet in the "Pet Age", and the old mage obviously borrowed it when making it.  A lot about that game.

    Of course, this metal bee is not simply copied mechanically. The old mage obviously made many unique changes during its production.

    Unlike the "Pet Age" production template that was only used for entertainment and pursued gorgeousness and playability, this one is obviously more practical and saves a lot of things that are not practical.

    A treacherous old fellow

    When someone sees this, they can¡¯t help but have this thought in their mind.

    Among the wizards who bought metal puppet technology from him, there was obviously no one like Dumbledore, so the source of the technology he used to make metal bees is very questionable. Most of them were cracked by themselves or obtained from some unscrupulous little guy.

    He didn¡¯t pay too much attention to this matter.

    It can be imagined that the importance of this kind of technology being used to exchange money is in his heart, and he will naturally not get into trouble with the old mage because of this.

    What¡¯s more, he knew the specific situation of the old mage very well. The old man had spent all his savings for the Order of the Phoenix. Now, the old mage didn¡¯t have much gold galleons at all.

    Compared to this, Master Zhai is more concerned about another thing.

    "Damn it, how much longer will he keep running?"

    Looking at the dark and monotonous night around him, the unhappy black-robed mage complained for the seventh time.

    He had no intention of chasing the Dark Lord with Dumbledore, but when faced with the old mage's pleading eyes, he could only reluctantly get on the metal bee and start a boring chase.  As for why they didn't just eliminate the Dark Lord and let him go?  The reason is actually very simple. They need to find the last Horcrux in an uncertain location through the Dark Lord, the Orochi Nagini.

    How dare you delay our time with Miss Nana, Voldemort, you are finished

    "It won't be long."

    Hearing someone's muttering, Chilo came over with a shy face, and comforted the irritable black-robed mage in a low and flattering voice.

    After this period of observation, he has discovered that the mysterious mage in front of him, who looks small and has a bad temper, holds a heavy weight in Dumbledore's heart.

    Just now, his performance only received an unknown chuckle from the old mage, which made him very worried about his future fate.  But he also knew that it would be difficult for him to deceive the white wizard, who was much older and more experienced than him, so he could only change his target and get in front of the black-robed mage who looked easy to fool, and performed hard.

    "roll."

    The response was simple and crude.  At this time, Master Zhai was feeling unhappy, and naturally he didn't have a good face. What's more, what happened tonight had a lot to do with Quirrell, and he was the culprit.

    "Well¡­¡­"

    Quirrell, who was frustrated by the encounter, could only retreat in embarrassment.

    Seeing Quirrell¡¯s appearance, Dumbledore and Snape, who had chosen to remain silent because they understood someone, looked at each other, their eyes full of helplessness and excitement.  Someone's special values ??seem very helpless to them and always make them feel speechless.  As for excitement?  It has nothing to do with someone, they are just excited that the Dark Lord is about to be ended, bringing a successful end to the fear that has lasted for decades.

    I don¡¯t know how long it took, but Victor, who had an ugly look on his face, suddenly became happy.

    "Well, it's decided."

    "What?"

    The only person who responded to him was the somewhat curious old mage.

    "I have decided that after catching Voldemort, I will make him the final BOSS of the 'Dungeon'. No, the final BOSS is too cheap for him. I will make him the first BOSS. He will be pushed down every day. Come on."  Comfort my wounded heart, eh, eh, I am indeed a genius, haha"

    According to someone's original script, the Dark Lord should have entered the "dungeon" out of curiosity or something of interest. He happened to meet a group of adventuring young wizards, had a heart-warming battle, and was finally defeated.  Become a hero to others.  It's a pity that a certain demon king really didn't live up to his expectations and insisted on finding trouble for nothing, completely ruining someone's good mood.

    "Well¡­¡­"

    This answer made Dumbledore a little dumbfounded.

    "Dear Vic, we, I think, we should"

    After a moment of pause, the old mage scratched the long beard on his chest and began to organize his words and comfort him.  blackThe king has always been a calamity in his heart, so he doesn't want him to continue to live, even if he will be completely reduced to a toy of little wizards in the future.

    "Hmm, you think this idea is great too, right?"

    Before Dumbledore could finish speaking, the home mage interrupted with an excited tone.

    "Well¡­¡­"

    Seeing the look in someone's eyes that said "If you don't allow me to do this, I will make trouble for you", the old mage could only be completely defeated.

    "Okay, everything is up to you, but"

    "Okay, okay, I will take good security measures. He will never escape."

    Regarding Dumbledore¡¯s concerns, Master Zhai assured him confidently.  It's just a mutilated soul, which is very easy to deal with. As the necromancer who has the most research on souls, he has many ways to play with it.

    Hearing the conversation between the two, the gloomy-faced Snape curled his lips helplessly, then turned his gaze to the deep, boundless night.

    Lily, I miss you so much

    Quirrell¡¯s reaction was a bit extreme. After hearing about the Dark Lord¡¯s future fate, his face turned pale, his body trembled unnaturally, and he stumbled down on the back of the metal bee.  At this time, he seemed to be in great pain, but he didn't make any sound.

    "Well?"

    Seeing this, Victor, Dumbledore, and Snape were just surprised and despised at first. After all, Quirrell has always behaved like a pitiful clown.

    "What¡¯s wrong with you?"

    The old mage was a little wary and helpless and asked first.

    Facing any dark wizard, he would maintain the necessary caution, but the guy in front of him was really unlike the dark wizards he had ever encountered before, which made him feel helpless on his guard.

    "careful."

    Dumbledore had just finished asking, but the home mage pulled him forward as if he had thought of something.

    Having read the original work, he knows Quirrell better than others and knows that he is an outstanding and powerful dark wizard. After all, a wizard who has robbed Gringotts and escaped unscathed is by no means a weak hand.  At this time, it was precisely this that he thought of that made him stop the old mage from stepping forward.  Because in his opinion, Quirrell was probably pretending, and it was absolutely impossible for such a powerful wizard to be frightened by his few words.

    As soon as someone stopped Dumbledore, he saw Quirrell's body expanding at a strange speed.

    Instinctively, the three people present began to chant spells and cast their most skilled protective spells to deal with the situation that might happen next.

    ¡°Rumble¡­¡±

    As soon as the three of them finished reciting the spell, Quirrell, who had almost turned into a ball of flesh, exploded completely.

    With enough caution, this weak explosion did not cause much harm to the three of them. The only damage was a little discomfort in the visual distance. After all, they witnessed a person being blown into pieces alive.

    When the dust fell to the ground and all the rubbish was cleared away, Snape, who had been silent all this time, touched his arm with lingering fear and murmured in a low voice.

    "The Dark Mark."

    The Dark Lord, who had obviously fled in embarrassment just now, finally remembered the two traitors and vented his anger by killing the traitors. Fortunately, he had been prepared for this, otherwise he would have been exactly like poor Quirrell at this time.  As mentioned in the original work, there is no Dark Mark on Quirrell's arm?  According to the Dark Lord's consistent character, he would never trust a stranger easily, and it would be unreasonable not to do some necessary means.  And the Dark Mark doesn't have to be on the arm, it also has the same effect on other parts of the body.

    "Really? But you"

    Hearing this, the old mage frowned slightly.

    "I temporarily suppressed the Dark Mark with magic potion, but now the effect of the potion is weakening."

    The Snake King pulled back the robe on his arm, revealing the looming skull mark.

    "Then he found out that you were not dead?"

    Quirrell's death made Dumbledore's heart become more solemn, so he omitted many considerations and asked directly.

    Hearing the old mage's words, Snape's expression did not change at all.

    The only things that worried him were potions and Lily. Apart from that, he didn't care about anything, including the old mage's attitude towards him.

    After a moment of silence, he answered affirmatively.

    "No."

    After receiving such an answer, Dumbledore's worries eased a little.

    He was about to comfort his Potions Master, but was interrupted by a gnashing voice from behind.

    ¡°?Damn it, I just want to know where is that bastard now?  "

    He had always had a relaxed attitude about tonight's events, but Quirrell's sudden death finally gave him a sense of urgency.  However, compared with this sense of urgency, his heart was now filled with more anger and disgust, which made his already bad mood even worse. Naturally, he was extremely disgusted with the attitude of the Dark Lord.

    "Wait a moment, we need him to take us to find the last Horcrux."

    Looking at the appearance of the black-robed mage, the old mage could only turn around, leaving Professor Snape behind to comfort someone who was furious.  Compared with the gloomy Snake King, someone is obviously more troublesome, so he is naturally prepared to deal with troublesome things first.

    "Alright alright."

    Although Master Zhai was angry, he did not lose his mind, so after hearing what the old Master said, he could only hide aside and sulk.

    Of course, this matter will never be forgotten. Now he is thinking about how to concoct the Dark Lord in order to vent his increasingly suppressed anger.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Silence for the poor Dark Lord, Hallelujah

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    PS: This chapter is overdone, so it¡¯s a bit boring

    PS1: Also, I am going on a blind date tomorrow, so I can only try my best to update tomorrow (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Piaotian Literature to be a registered member to recommend this work. Your support is  My biggest motivation.)
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