Chapter 243 Which Master (Add More)
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Shui Shen Zhi Feng
Chapter 243 Which Master (Add More)
"Finally, I can let go of my hands and feet to fight." Xie Lin rubbed the wrist holding the wand, and sighed softly.
"Swirling wind!" Xie Lin waved his wand quickly, and several air currents were generated in all directions of Xie Lin at the same time.
"I'll let you hide!" Xie Lin sneered, and at the same time, four balls of light appeared behind him, in four colors: red, blue, yellow, and green, and illuminated brightly within ten feet around him.
The bushes were knocked down one by one by the tornado, and a black figure leaped out of the bushes very quickly. He only heard him shout "Avada Kedavra!", and a green light hit Xie Lin, apparently determined to kill the killer.
With a strong wave of Xie Lin's wand, two big oak trees were uprooted, and they staggered in front of Xie Lin's body, blocking the attack of the killing curse.
"Whirlwind!" Xie Lin drew a small circle with his wand, and used the Whirlwind spell again to launch another wave of attacks. A gust of wind with a loud whirring sound rolled up the leaves of the two fallen oak trees. The leaves shone with sharp luster and shot towards the black shadow with the gust of wind.
Flying leaves all over the sky sounded like knives cutting the air, the black shadow couldn't dodge in time, was cut by a few flying leaves, and sprinkled blood on the ground.
At the same time, Sombra revealed his true colors.
This is probably a young man in his early 30s, but he does not have any vigor that youth should have. Instead, he is depressed, and even the corners of his eyes are wrinkled.His facial features are very similar to Mr. Crouch, but his complexion is abnormally pale, almost like the vampire Schelling saw in the Transylvania castle.His face was lightly freckled and his light blond hair was disheveled.
"Barty Crouch Jr.," Sherin whispered the other person's name, "are you here to kill your father?"
Little Barty froze for a moment when he heard his name, but lost control of his emotions when he heard the following sentence, "He's not my father! I don't have such a father!" His eyes shot out full of hatred, as if he was talking about not his blood relatives at all, but his father-killing enemy.
"Since I was a child, he taught me the nobility of pure blood and the glory of the family..." He gritted his teeth and said, "But when something happened, he wished he didn't have me as his son. When he was in the courtroom, his indifferent eyes said everything. He wished he could send me to Azkaban!"
"Very good," Schelling nodded. "He's still useful to me. If you want to kill him, do it as soon as possible. Just to remind you, Dumbledore is coming soon."
"I can't beat you." Little Barty said coldly, "But let me ask you now, are you going to stand in the way of master's plan?"
"Master?" Xie Lin showed a playful smile, "Can I ask, which master are you talking about?"
Little Barty's face suddenly changed color, and he shouted coldly: "You, what do you know!"
Xie Lin is best at seizing the moment when the enemy loses his mind to attack, and this time is no exception.
At the moment Barty Jr. lost his mind, one of the balls of light behind Schelling suddenly exploded, emitting a dazzling glare. At the moment Barty Jr. subconsciously covered his eyes with his hands, a silent stun spell hit Barty Jr., and Barty Jr. froze and fell straight backwards.
Schelling quickly packed Crouch and his son into the space of the suitcase, and then gave himself an invisible phantom spell. To be on the safe side, he also activated the invisibility and breath-masking functions of the Supreme Wizard's robe, and carefully hid in the bushes after making sure everything was safe.
When Dumbledore and Harry arrived, only traces of a fierce battle remained in the devastated clearing, but everyone had disappeared.
Dumbledore's brows were tightly frowned. He pulled out his wand and waved it lightly, uttering the phrase "Traces Reveal". A large amount of golden powder erupted from the tip of the wand, spinning and scattered on the entire open space around Dumbledore. There were two different golden footprints on the ground, as well as traces of one Avada Kedavra and two Whirlwind Curse.
Dumbledore crouched down, examining the footprints and traces of magic.He inspected it very carefully, paying attention to the length, depth, and angle of the footprints, and the same for the magic traces.
"Professor, can you see what happened here? What happened to Malfoy?" Harry looked at Dumbledore who was silent, and couldn't help but break the silence and asked.Harry had to admit that he didn't like that high-ranking and somewhat hypocritical Malfoy, but after all, Schelling broke his back to cover him, and Harry was basically a simple and kind character, and he really didn't want Schelling to suffer any misfortune.
"Malfoy is fine. The only Killing Curse cast here didn't show any trace of hitting the target." Dumbledore's blue pupils flickered with an inexplicable light, "This shows that no matter who Malfoy fought with, neither of them died in the end. My inference is that Malfoy should have succeeded in repelling the attackers."
"Malfoy..." Harry bit his lips with a complex expression, and finally couldn't help but ask: "Professor, is Malfoy really that strong?"
At Hogwarts, everyone regarded Schelling as an object of worship, including his best friend Hermione, which made him a little uncomfortable-has everyone forgotten that in order to save the world, I sacrificed my parents?And in the first grade, it was also because of me that I stopped the conspiracy of the mysterious man to take the Philosopher's Stone and resurrect him?
"Harry," Dumbledore looked at Harry with scrutiny, "he is different from you. He is born with power that others do not have. But Harry, I think you also understand that everyone is unique, and you are not inferior to him. In fact, I think you are completely stronger than him in some ways. All you need is more training."
"Let's go! Let's go back to the castle first, I guess Mr. Malfoy is already waiting for me in my office."
……
After the two left, Schelling summoned Dobby with his mind, and then used the method of Apparition to return to the castle dormitory first, and then walked slowly to the principal's office.
Xie Lin had just approached the stone winged demon statue guarding the principal's office, and the stone winged demon had already jumped aside to let Xie Lin pass.
In the headmaster's office, Dumbledore sat behind the desk and looked at Schelling with sharp eyes.He didn't use Legilimency on Schelling just because he knew it wouldn't work.When Schelling was in the first grade, he showed a good Occlumency technique, and at the Christmas ball, he even showed his astonishingly tenacious mental strength, able to defend against Miss Monroe's offensive.
It can be said that unless Schelling voluntarily, no one in this world can read his memory and thoughts.
"Schelin, should you tell me what happened?" Dumbledore's voice could not hear any joy or anger, but it was able to cause an invisible huge pressure on Schelling.
(End of this chapter)
"Finally, I can let go of my hands and feet to fight." Xie Lin rubbed the wrist holding the wand, and sighed softly.
"Swirling wind!" Xie Lin waved his wand quickly, and several air currents were generated in all directions of Xie Lin at the same time.
"I'll let you hide!" Xie Lin sneered, and at the same time, four balls of light appeared behind him, in four colors: red, blue, yellow, and green, and illuminated brightly within ten feet around him.
The bushes were knocked down one by one by the tornado, and a black figure leaped out of the bushes very quickly. He only heard him shout "Avada Kedavra!", and a green light hit Xie Lin, apparently determined to kill the killer.
With a strong wave of Xie Lin's wand, two big oak trees were uprooted, and they staggered in front of Xie Lin's body, blocking the attack of the killing curse.
"Whirlwind!" Xie Lin drew a small circle with his wand, and used the Whirlwind spell again to launch another wave of attacks. A gust of wind with a loud whirring sound rolled up the leaves of the two fallen oak trees. The leaves shone with sharp luster and shot towards the black shadow with the gust of wind.
Flying leaves all over the sky sounded like knives cutting the air, the black shadow couldn't dodge in time, was cut by a few flying leaves, and sprinkled blood on the ground.
At the same time, Sombra revealed his true colors.
This is probably a young man in his early 30s, but he does not have any vigor that youth should have. Instead, he is depressed, and even the corners of his eyes are wrinkled.His facial features are very similar to Mr. Crouch, but his complexion is abnormally pale, almost like the vampire Schelling saw in the Transylvania castle.His face was lightly freckled and his light blond hair was disheveled.
"Barty Crouch Jr.," Sherin whispered the other person's name, "are you here to kill your father?"
Little Barty froze for a moment when he heard his name, but lost control of his emotions when he heard the following sentence, "He's not my father! I don't have such a father!" His eyes shot out full of hatred, as if he was talking about not his blood relatives at all, but his father-killing enemy.
"Since I was a child, he taught me the nobility of pure blood and the glory of the family..." He gritted his teeth and said, "But when something happened, he wished he didn't have me as his son. When he was in the courtroom, his indifferent eyes said everything. He wished he could send me to Azkaban!"
"Very good," Schelling nodded. "He's still useful to me. If you want to kill him, do it as soon as possible. Just to remind you, Dumbledore is coming soon."
"I can't beat you." Little Barty said coldly, "But let me ask you now, are you going to stand in the way of master's plan?"
"Master?" Xie Lin showed a playful smile, "Can I ask, which master are you talking about?"
Little Barty's face suddenly changed color, and he shouted coldly: "You, what do you know!"
Xie Lin is best at seizing the moment when the enemy loses his mind to attack, and this time is no exception.
At the moment Barty Jr. lost his mind, one of the balls of light behind Schelling suddenly exploded, emitting a dazzling glare. At the moment Barty Jr. subconsciously covered his eyes with his hands, a silent stun spell hit Barty Jr., and Barty Jr. froze and fell straight backwards.
Schelling quickly packed Crouch and his son into the space of the suitcase, and then gave himself an invisible phantom spell. To be on the safe side, he also activated the invisibility and breath-masking functions of the Supreme Wizard's robe, and carefully hid in the bushes after making sure everything was safe.
When Dumbledore and Harry arrived, only traces of a fierce battle remained in the devastated clearing, but everyone had disappeared.
Dumbledore's brows were tightly frowned. He pulled out his wand and waved it lightly, uttering the phrase "Traces Reveal". A large amount of golden powder erupted from the tip of the wand, spinning and scattered on the entire open space around Dumbledore. There were two different golden footprints on the ground, as well as traces of one Avada Kedavra and two Whirlwind Curse.
Dumbledore crouched down, examining the footprints and traces of magic.He inspected it very carefully, paying attention to the length, depth, and angle of the footprints, and the same for the magic traces.
"Professor, can you see what happened here? What happened to Malfoy?" Harry looked at Dumbledore who was silent, and couldn't help but break the silence and asked.Harry had to admit that he didn't like that high-ranking and somewhat hypocritical Malfoy, but after all, Schelling broke his back to cover him, and Harry was basically a simple and kind character, and he really didn't want Schelling to suffer any misfortune.
"Malfoy is fine. The only Killing Curse cast here didn't show any trace of hitting the target." Dumbledore's blue pupils flickered with an inexplicable light, "This shows that no matter who Malfoy fought with, neither of them died in the end. My inference is that Malfoy should have succeeded in repelling the attackers."
"Malfoy..." Harry bit his lips with a complex expression, and finally couldn't help but ask: "Professor, is Malfoy really that strong?"
At Hogwarts, everyone regarded Schelling as an object of worship, including his best friend Hermione, which made him a little uncomfortable-has everyone forgotten that in order to save the world, I sacrificed my parents?And in the first grade, it was also because of me that I stopped the conspiracy of the mysterious man to take the Philosopher's Stone and resurrect him?
"Harry," Dumbledore looked at Harry with scrutiny, "he is different from you. He is born with power that others do not have. But Harry, I think you also understand that everyone is unique, and you are not inferior to him. In fact, I think you are completely stronger than him in some ways. All you need is more training."
"Let's go! Let's go back to the castle first, I guess Mr. Malfoy is already waiting for me in my office."
……
After the two left, Schelling summoned Dobby with his mind, and then used the method of Apparition to return to the castle dormitory first, and then walked slowly to the principal's office.
Xie Lin had just approached the stone winged demon statue guarding the principal's office, and the stone winged demon had already jumped aside to let Xie Lin pass.
In the headmaster's office, Dumbledore sat behind the desk and looked at Schelling with sharp eyes.He didn't use Legilimency on Schelling just because he knew it wouldn't work.When Schelling was in the first grade, he showed a good Occlumency technique, and at the Christmas ball, he even showed his astonishingly tenacious mental strength, able to defend against Miss Monroe's offensive.
It can be said that unless Schelling voluntarily, no one in this world can read his memory and thoughts.
"Schelin, should you tell me what happened?" Dumbledore's voice could not hear any joy or anger, but it was able to cause an invisible huge pressure on Schelling.
(End of this chapter)
