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Chapter 240 - HP: What, You-Chapter 240: This Thing Can Have Kids?

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Like hell's gates bursting open.

Rubble melted instantly under licking flames. Flowed into rivers of molten lava. Towering trees swept by heat waves rapidly turned to black charcoal.

Endless scorching heat spread like tides. Devoured every inch of land. Every trace of life.

Facing Tiger approaching him—

Dumbledore's expression grew exceptionally grave. Deep eyes flickered with obscure, indecipherable light.

"Tiger..."

"This question has troubled me long. Forgive my boldness—does your power truly come from hell?"

Seemingly expecting something, the White Wizard's long-dormant heart gradually stirred with ripples.

Tiger at this moment—

Like a merciless judge. Used the coldest gaze to scrutinize everything in this world...

Flames surged in deep eye sockets.

Yet Dumbledore saw in those flame depths the most impossible power.

A trace of supremely cold divine radiance.

Neither moved by mercy.

Nor changed by rage.

It maintained a transcendent posture. Quietly overlooking all mortal joys and sorrows.

Though this divinity was still weak—

This very coldness and transcendence gave Tiger indescribable majesty and power. His figure walking through molten lava and flames—like a true god of death...

Tiger ignored Dumbledore's question.

The belt wrapped in hellfire transformed into an infinitely extending whip. Tore through air. Rapidly coiled toward Dumbledore.

Surging high-temperature heat waves rushed forward. The White Wizard, not dodging, was tightly bound by the whip.

Sharp pain came from soul depths. Like being stabbed simultaneously by millions of burning needles.

"You. Are. Guilty!"

The White Wizard, originally wanting to carefully experience this power, changed expression the instant he heard this roar. Undisguisable sorrow quietly climbed onto his face.

"You're right. I'm deeply sinful..."

Before he finished—

Calm space suddenly twisted. Violently burning hellfire produced a trace of chaos and weakness.

Dumbledore's figure instantly vanished from its spot.

The whip scattered.

Tiger turned his head toward his side.

Luminous blue light shone at the wand tip.

Intense magical fluctuations spread violently. Shockwaves like tidal waves cleared a large area of hellfire.

Smoke filled the air.

Obscured surrounding vision.

Wise, obscure eyes pierced through smoke. Fell on Tiger's blurred figure. Faintly flashed with lingering fear.

At the edge of his brand-new wizard robes—

Gray-white rubble and dust quietly slid down.

Dumbledore thought he'd given this power enough attention. Yet just a second ago, he suddenly awakened. Realized he'd still underestimated it.

Hellfire's erosion of souls was pervasive.

Even he would be affected.

Remembering Tom Riddle's near-hysterical screams in the Slytherin Chamber—

The slightly breathless White Wizard quietly sighed.

It really did hurt...

The Elder Wand rotated slightly.

The ground suddenly surged. As if torn by invisible force. Two enormously massive metal slabs rose into the air. Wrapped in dull breaking sounds. Smashed rapidly toward Tiger.

Very perfect Transfiguration.

Facing the whistling metal slabs—

Tiger suddenly opened his jaw. A turbulent, scorching magma heat flow surged out like volcanic eruption. Ultra-high temperature twisted surrounding air.

Two metal slabs whistling overhead melted before smashing down. Turned into a pool of boiling molten iron.

A massive water sphere followed close behind. Like the Milky Way pouring down. Completely drenched Tiger.

Bone-chilling cold surged madly.

Accompanied by ear-piercing, heart-wrenching quenching sounds, scalding steam filled every corner of the forest...

The bizarre, insane messenger of hell, wearing metal shell cooled from molten iron, like a bloated statue, was fixed in place. Faint red light flickered within.

"Avis..."

Dumbledore flicked the Elder Wand lightly.

Scorched earth collapsed and sank.

Trees turned to charcoal floated in midair. Instantly disintegrated. Became crystalline diamonds. Then like bullets, shot toward Tiger.

Dense sparks bloomed on Tiger's body. Metal and magma scattered everywhere. Visible holes covered the statue.

The entire process was brief yet shocking.

The White Wizard's combat wisdom made Tiger eat a loss. The connection between Aguamenti and Freezing Charm was perfect.

Hellfire indeed couldn't be extinguished by water. But cooled molten iron became shackles and chains briefly imprisoning him.

"Avada Kedavra..."

Scorching dragon breath gushed out. Like a wild flame storm. Instantly shattered the metal shell to pieces.

Deadly thick smoke and sparks shot toward Dumbledore.

Space seemed carved open.

Dragon breath bullets about to hit the White Wizard suddenly appeared behind him. Pierced and incinerated dead trees.

Looking at metal shell piled like lava, Dumbledore shook his head with a light laugh:

"Very beautiful Killing Curse, Tiger."

"If you could always use it."

"Is that so..."

Accompanied by a hoarse, gloomy voice, pale, withered bone hands emerged from shattered shell.

Heavy metal shell like butter instantly melted into molten iron.

"Unless you admit—"

"That spell just now was really Avis."

Tiger slowly walked out.

Winchester pointed straight at Dumbledore's head. Hellfire rose and rolled on both sides of the gun.

Behind Dumbledore—

Heavy hoofbeats sounded. Black mist swirled around the lightning-shaped horn atop the Nightmare's head. Firelight flickered between sharp teeth.

"Uh..."

"I just said a random name."

"Don't take it seriously, Tiger..."

Facing Tiger's pincer attack—

Dumbledore's smile remained calm and composed. Just shook his head somewhat helplessly.

"You remind me of my younger..."

Before he could finish, deafening gunshots thundered through the forest. Magma heat flow wrapped in black mist curses also gushed from the Nightmare's direction.

Overwhelming hellfire poured down.

Like tsunami disaster.

Everything in its path turned to scorched earth.

Just area bombardment.

Tiger indicated he was equally skilled at it.

Bizarre, grotesque bone skull hid among flames. Tried to approach Dumbledore. Judge his sins.

But Dumbledore, having also eaten losses, wouldn't fall into hellfire's encirclement again.

At this moment, he was certain—Tiger's power truly came from legendary hell...

Surging, turbulent trembling sounds continued without end.

Tree giants towering into clouds, stone statues transformed into cavalry, charged through scorched forest. Yet turned to charcoal in an instant. Molten lava streams spread wantonly. Dyed everything around with hellish scenery...

"Tiger."

"I think we should talk."

Dumbledore stood not far away.

His brand-new wizard robes covered in dust. And burn marks. Even his beard was scorched black and curled at one end.

But he still didn't approach Tiger.

Even though hellfire raging on the skull had obviously weakened considerably, the White Wizard who'd eaten several losses didn't dare be careless.

He'd valued the beast's ferocity.

But overlooked the beast's cunning.

The gaze behind his glasses grew increasingly grave.

Immortality.

Hell enchantment.

Magic immunity.

Soul judgment.

No one understood better than this White Wizard how terrifying the rules hidden in these abilities were.

Never mind after his death.

Now while still alive, suppressing this beast was already difficult. Who could in the future?

As for that soul-damaged waste Voldemort—the White Wizard immediately threw him to the back of his mind.

Completely unreliable.

Why'd you go splitting your soul!

Moreover...

"Tiger, how is Mr. Venom doing lately?"

Dumbledore looked at Tiger somewhat troubled. Also somewhat puzzled why Venom hadn't appeared from start to finish.

You see—

Hellfire was merely one of Tiger's abilities.

Thinking of Venom's "unreasonable" evolution mode, the White Wizard's head ached in waves.

Tiger stared at Dumbledore. Tried to find the White Wizard's weakness. Hearing this, he answered subconsciously:

"Venom?"

"It had a kid."

"Still in postpartum confinement."

Dumbledore: "(???)..."

Wait—

This thing can have kids?

Tired. Let it all burn. Not playing anymore.

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