Chapter 208 The Final Winner (Final)
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Hua Shui Jun
Chapter 208 The Final Winner (Final)
Professor Brian's favor for the last practice class?
Harry hurriedly helped Neville up. He was struggling to pull his foot out of the mud, and he had already picked up his wand and was about to strike first. Despicable behavior, Harry didn't think it was necessary for him to abide by Professor Bryan's rules.
However, Malfoy, who was lying on the side of the boat and handing over his hand, made Harry a little at a loss. He stayed in place for two or three seconds before he figured out what Malfoy was talking about. It got weird.
Malfoy is actually a person who has a bottom line and knows how to reciprocate, isn't that ridiculous? !
"Are you crazy, Draco?"
Seeing this scene, Pansy's eyes widened in disbelief, and she screamed, "That's Potter, are you confused!"
"Shut up, Pansy, I don't need you to tell me what to do!"
Draco turned his head and gave Pansy a hard look, then looked at Harry, his tone becoming very irritable, "Hurry up, Potter, get on board before I change my mind!"
Harry looked suspicious, he couldn't believe that Malfoy was really out of kindness, but the Hincklepunk who came out of the mist would not wait for these people to figure it out, and quietly, it had come to Harry and Neville. Twenty feet behind you.
Sa!
On the island of Avalon, among the powerful undead creatures, Hincklepunk can only be reduced to a bait for deception, but in the outside world, it can be regarded as a real dangerous creature eroded by dark magic.
On the river course filled with thin mist, a Sinkpunk walking on water with a strong single foot let out a shrill neigh. Then, the black smoke billowed into his body and disappeared, and when he reappeared, he had already raised his five-inch sharp claws. Appeared behind Harry!
The bad wind hadn't blown yet, but Harry already felt a chill rising from his tailbone, and it swam up to the back of his head in an instant.
Time seemed to be slowed down at this moment. Harry saw the face of Malfoy, who was close at hand, gradually distorted with fear, and saw Parkinson, who was holding the rudder, let go of the wheel little by little, and rushed towards the power unit at the stern. go!
At the door of the classroom, the little wizards who were caught off guard by one after another were stunned. Hermione unconsciously grabbed Ron's arm, her pure yellow pupils revealed despair, and Ron, whose arm had been pulled, was bruised and purple. Eun also forgot to call out the pain. He had a long mouth, and he had no time to react when he saw the tragedy happen.
Amosta raised his brows, ready to immediately activate the restriction magic engraved on the body of this Sinkpunk, but what happened immediately made Amosta's raised fingers slow down, and he was going to take a look first. Let's talk about the situation.
"Get out of the way, Harry!"
At the very moment, Neville, who moved clumsily, reacted first. With a loud roar, he threw Harry into the water suddenly.
Malfoy, who retreated instinctively, fell into the cabin. Pansy, who was rushing to the stern, pressed one hand on the power unit, and took out his wand with the other hand to control the rudder. Regardless of Malfoy's stop, the boat moved quickly. Turn and gallop towards the track on the left
Sharp claws brushed over Neville's back, and a few strands of silk floated into the air, and the air was filled with unspeakable oppression.
"Neville!"
Harry, who was pressed into the water, bounced up the moment he touched the bottom. He let out a scream, wrapped his left hand around Neville's neck and dragged him back, and swung out his wand with his right hand. The red light of the Disarming Charm immediately directed at Xin Cpunk's sharp claws protruded again and shot out. However, this Xinkpunk was so flexible that it turned around to avoid Harry's disarming spell, and appeared in another place in the blink of an eye. direction.
"I'm fine, Harry."
Neville, who was completely soaked, stood up staggeringly. His cheeks covered with water droplets could no longer tell which was river water and which was sweat. He touched his back, and only after he found that he was not injured, he used the Said in a startled tone.
"All right--"
A heart that rushed to the throat fell back into the stomach again, Harry panted heavily and looked at the fleeing Malfoy and Parkinson, his eyes became angry again.
Sure enough, these despicable Slytherins are not credible at all!
"What shall we do now, Harry, will Professor Blaine come to our rescue?"
Neville also frantically drew out his wand, but the small stick in his hand couldn't bring him much sense of security at all.
"It's hard to say, Neville -"
Harry looked through the foggy track, and vaguely saw Professor Brian standing by the embankment,
"I don't think Professor Brian will sit back and watch his monsters kill people in front of him, but before we suffer, he probably won't do it."
It has to be said that Harry has a very clear understanding of Amostar. The educational philosophy of Professor Amostar's Defense Against the Dark Arts class is to restore the real dangerous scenes as much as possible, and force the little wizard to break through on the line of life and death.
In any case, it was very difficult to fight such a flexible monster in the water, and Harry used the Freezing Charm again-it was Hermione who taught him to use this spell, and Hermione used this spell to deal with it last year. Those Cornish elves that Gilderoy Lockhart let out in class.
Harry and Neville climbed onto the ice with each other's support, facing the elf sternly as it figured out how to disembowel him, both wondering what spells they were good at against it.
"Destroy weapons!"
The sense of oppression brought by this dark creature to the two of them was too strong, and Harry, who didn't know much about luring and feinting, directly threw out the strongest attack spell he had mastered.
The brilliant red light illuminated the gloomy room, and it looked quite powerful, but it fell through as expected, the spell hit the water, and the spray that exploded with a bang splashed all over his body again.
"All, all petrochemical!"
Neville hurriedly made up a spell. The petrification spell was probably the only attack spell that Neville could use, and the person who taught him how to use this spell was also Hermione. As for the process of learning this spell, nothing compares Experience the faster way!
To be honest, for little wizards, this Hinkpunk infected by darkness is much more difficult to deal with than Infernal Corpse.
The threat that the few infernal corpses bring to people is mainly due to the fact that they are corpses. If you can put aside the fear of this, the infernal corpse is actually just a monster with considerable strength but unusually slow movements. The flame spell that wizards can master is enough to deal with it, and besides biting, the Yin Corpse has no special attack methods.
And this Hincklepunk is not the case, it has a certain amount of intelligence, and the agility of its dodging movements is far beyond the limit of wizards, the spells of Harry and Neville, who don't know how to cooperate, can't break the spell at all. hit it.
boom!
An emptying spell caused splashes again, and Neville, who was like a ghost Hincklepunk, slipped under his feet and fell to the slippery ice surface, crying out in pain.
Panting, Harry saw this, and quickly bent over to help Neville, but this was undoubtedly a very wrong decision. Hinkpunk, who had been waiting for an opportunity, stepped on the water with one foot, and appeared again in the Behind Harry, he opened his ferocious mouth and moved towards Harry's neck.
"Watch out, Harry!"
Neville, who had exhausted his physical strength and magic power, violently pulled Harry aside. Before he could withdraw his hand, the monster's sharp claws slashed across his arm, Yin Hong's blood splashed into the air, and the severe pain The sensation caused Neville's round cheeks to twist immediately.
Amosta, who was far away on the embankment, frowned. He glanced at Malfoy and Parkinson, who were trapped in another river due to rushing too fast, and then looked at the exhausted Potter and Longbottom who had been tortured. , curled his lips helplessly, the next second, he volleyed with his right foot, and was about to get these people back, but at this moment, Neville, whose arm was injured, roared, under Amosta's surprised gaze, Suddenly, he hugged the thick leg of the Shinkpunk, and directly turned it over!
"Come on, Harry!"
Neville turned over and pressed on Hinkpunk's back, holding the monster's ferocious head with both hands, even though the curling black smoke made him dizzy, he did not let go, but yelled anxiously at Harry.
Harry was stunned by the 'fierce' Neville, but Harry immediately realized that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. In order to ensure that his spell was not in vain, he scrambled and crawled like a first-year boy. Troll, Harry slammed his wand through Hinkpunk's narrow nostril!
Roar!
Hinkpunk yelled in pain, and the force of his violent struggle directly sent Neville flying out. However, Harry, who was about to kill him, would not waste this opportunity. In an instant, many spells came from his body. Flashed through his mind, and in an instant, the instruction of Professor Brian jumped into his mind again. Taking a deep breath, Harry roared impressively,
"Burning flames!"
It is impossible to describe the brilliance of that moment in words. Before the violent explosion raged, it was swallowed by a black hole that suddenly appeared, but the shock generated by the approaching roar still made Harry, who was close at hand, faint.
"You two-"
Amosta appeared behind Harry in an instant and lifted it up. Looking at Harry with a scorched face and Neville rolling his eyes floating on the water, Amosta raised his shoulders high, his face black line,
"Hand-to-hand combat is still addictive, isn't it?"
(End of this chapter)
Professor Brian's favor for the last practice class?
Harry hurriedly helped Neville up. He was struggling to pull his foot out of the mud, and he had already picked up his wand and was about to strike first. Despicable behavior, Harry didn't think it was necessary for him to abide by Professor Bryan's rules.
However, Malfoy, who was lying on the side of the boat and handing over his hand, made Harry a little at a loss. He stayed in place for two or three seconds before he figured out what Malfoy was talking about. It got weird.
Malfoy is actually a person who has a bottom line and knows how to reciprocate, isn't that ridiculous? !
"Are you crazy, Draco?"
Seeing this scene, Pansy's eyes widened in disbelief, and she screamed, "That's Potter, are you confused!"
"Shut up, Pansy, I don't need you to tell me what to do!"
Draco turned his head and gave Pansy a hard look, then looked at Harry, his tone becoming very irritable, "Hurry up, Potter, get on board before I change my mind!"
Harry looked suspicious, he couldn't believe that Malfoy was really out of kindness, but the Hincklepunk who came out of the mist would not wait for these people to figure it out, and quietly, it had come to Harry and Neville. Twenty feet behind you.
Sa!
On the island of Avalon, among the powerful undead creatures, Hincklepunk can only be reduced to a bait for deception, but in the outside world, it can be regarded as a real dangerous creature eroded by dark magic.
On the river course filled with thin mist, a Sinkpunk walking on water with a strong single foot let out a shrill neigh. Then, the black smoke billowed into his body and disappeared, and when he reappeared, he had already raised his five-inch sharp claws. Appeared behind Harry!
The bad wind hadn't blown yet, but Harry already felt a chill rising from his tailbone, and it swam up to the back of his head in an instant.
Time seemed to be slowed down at this moment. Harry saw the face of Malfoy, who was close at hand, gradually distorted with fear, and saw Parkinson, who was holding the rudder, let go of the wheel little by little, and rushed towards the power unit at the stern. go!
At the door of the classroom, the little wizards who were caught off guard by one after another were stunned. Hermione unconsciously grabbed Ron's arm, her pure yellow pupils revealed despair, and Ron, whose arm had been pulled, was bruised and purple. Eun also forgot to call out the pain. He had a long mouth, and he had no time to react when he saw the tragedy happen.
Amosta raised his brows, ready to immediately activate the restriction magic engraved on the body of this Sinkpunk, but what happened immediately made Amosta's raised fingers slow down, and he was going to take a look first. Let's talk about the situation.
"Get out of the way, Harry!"
At the very moment, Neville, who moved clumsily, reacted first. With a loud roar, he threw Harry into the water suddenly.
Malfoy, who retreated instinctively, fell into the cabin. Pansy, who was rushing to the stern, pressed one hand on the power unit, and took out his wand with the other hand to control the rudder. Regardless of Malfoy's stop, the boat moved quickly. Turn and gallop towards the track on the left
Sharp claws brushed over Neville's back, and a few strands of silk floated into the air, and the air was filled with unspeakable oppression.
"Neville!"
Harry, who was pressed into the water, bounced up the moment he touched the bottom. He let out a scream, wrapped his left hand around Neville's neck and dragged him back, and swung out his wand with his right hand. The red light of the Disarming Charm immediately directed at Xin Cpunk's sharp claws protruded again and shot out. However, this Xinkpunk was so flexible that it turned around to avoid Harry's disarming spell, and appeared in another place in the blink of an eye. direction.
"I'm fine, Harry."
Neville, who was completely soaked, stood up staggeringly. His cheeks covered with water droplets could no longer tell which was river water and which was sweat. He touched his back, and only after he found that he was not injured, he used the Said in a startled tone.
"All right--"
A heart that rushed to the throat fell back into the stomach again, Harry panted heavily and looked at the fleeing Malfoy and Parkinson, his eyes became angry again.
Sure enough, these despicable Slytherins are not credible at all!
"What shall we do now, Harry, will Professor Blaine come to our rescue?"
Neville also frantically drew out his wand, but the small stick in his hand couldn't bring him much sense of security at all.
"It's hard to say, Neville -"
Harry looked through the foggy track, and vaguely saw Professor Brian standing by the embankment,
"I don't think Professor Brian will sit back and watch his monsters kill people in front of him, but before we suffer, he probably won't do it."
It has to be said that Harry has a very clear understanding of Amostar. The educational philosophy of Professor Amostar's Defense Against the Dark Arts class is to restore the real dangerous scenes as much as possible, and force the little wizard to break through on the line of life and death.
In any case, it was very difficult to fight such a flexible monster in the water, and Harry used the Freezing Charm again-it was Hermione who taught him to use this spell, and Hermione used this spell to deal with it last year. Those Cornish elves that Gilderoy Lockhart let out in class.
Harry and Neville climbed onto the ice with each other's support, facing the elf sternly as it figured out how to disembowel him, both wondering what spells they were good at against it.
"Destroy weapons!"
The sense of oppression brought by this dark creature to the two of them was too strong, and Harry, who didn't know much about luring and feinting, directly threw out the strongest attack spell he had mastered.
The brilliant red light illuminated the gloomy room, and it looked quite powerful, but it fell through as expected, the spell hit the water, and the spray that exploded with a bang splashed all over his body again.
"All, all petrochemical!"
Neville hurriedly made up a spell. The petrification spell was probably the only attack spell that Neville could use, and the person who taught him how to use this spell was also Hermione. As for the process of learning this spell, nothing compares Experience the faster way!
To be honest, for little wizards, this Hinkpunk infected by darkness is much more difficult to deal with than Infernal Corpse.
The threat that the few infernal corpses bring to people is mainly due to the fact that they are corpses. If you can put aside the fear of this, the infernal corpse is actually just a monster with considerable strength but unusually slow movements. The flame spell that wizards can master is enough to deal with it, and besides biting, the Yin Corpse has no special attack methods.
And this Hincklepunk is not the case, it has a certain amount of intelligence, and the agility of its dodging movements is far beyond the limit of wizards, the spells of Harry and Neville, who don't know how to cooperate, can't break the spell at all. hit it.
boom!
An emptying spell caused splashes again, and Neville, who was like a ghost Hincklepunk, slipped under his feet and fell to the slippery ice surface, crying out in pain.
Panting, Harry saw this, and quickly bent over to help Neville, but this was undoubtedly a very wrong decision. Hinkpunk, who had been waiting for an opportunity, stepped on the water with one foot, and appeared again in the Behind Harry, he opened his ferocious mouth and moved towards Harry's neck.
"Watch out, Harry!"
Neville, who had exhausted his physical strength and magic power, violently pulled Harry aside. Before he could withdraw his hand, the monster's sharp claws slashed across his arm, Yin Hong's blood splashed into the air, and the severe pain The sensation caused Neville's round cheeks to twist immediately.
Amosta, who was far away on the embankment, frowned. He glanced at Malfoy and Parkinson, who were trapped in another river due to rushing too fast, and then looked at the exhausted Potter and Longbottom who had been tortured. , curled his lips helplessly, the next second, he volleyed with his right foot, and was about to get these people back, but at this moment, Neville, whose arm was injured, roared, under Amosta's surprised gaze, Suddenly, he hugged the thick leg of the Shinkpunk, and directly turned it over!
"Come on, Harry!"
Neville turned over and pressed on Hinkpunk's back, holding the monster's ferocious head with both hands, even though the curling black smoke made him dizzy, he did not let go, but yelled anxiously at Harry.
Harry was stunned by the 'fierce' Neville, but Harry immediately realized that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. In order to ensure that his spell was not in vain, he scrambled and crawled like a first-year boy. Troll, Harry slammed his wand through Hinkpunk's narrow nostril!
Roar!
Hinkpunk yelled in pain, and the force of his violent struggle directly sent Neville flying out. However, Harry, who was about to kill him, would not waste this opportunity. In an instant, many spells came from his body. Flashed through his mind, and in an instant, the instruction of Professor Brian jumped into his mind again. Taking a deep breath, Harry roared impressively,
"Burning flames!"
It is impossible to describe the brilliance of that moment in words. Before the violent explosion raged, it was swallowed by a black hole that suddenly appeared, but the shock generated by the approaching roar still made Harry, who was close at hand, faint.
"You two-"
Amosta appeared behind Harry in an instant and lifted it up. Looking at Harry with a scorched face and Neville rolling his eyes floating on the water, Amosta raised his shoulders high, his face black line,
"Hand-to-hand combat is still addictive, isn't it?"
(End of this chapter)
