Chapter 842 'Your plug-in has been installed'
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Yan Shan Hu Po
Chapter 842 'Your plug-in has been installed'
"Hey! Be gentle! That's my sword!"
Although he knew that [Frostmourne] would not be damaged, but seeing his big baby lump being treated so roughly, Bell couldn't help but want to rush in and kill these two guys.
"Little devil, you are too noisy!"
Voldemort has tolerated Bell for a long time, and the other party ignored him time and time again, and now he dares to point fingers at his behavior, he is simply seeking his own death!
Suppressing the cold in his body, Voldemort pointed at Bell with his left hand, and the black mist immediately transformed into an arrow, which shot towards Bell at high speed.
"Harry, what the hell are you doing?"
Again and again, Bell ignored Voldemort's ugly bastard.There's no way, that guy is so ugly, he's afraid that talking to him will get him infected.
A black-purple mist full of curses emerged from the back of Bell's hand. He waved his hand as if to repel flies, and pushed aside Voldemort's arrow.
Then, Bell took out his wand, which he hadn't used for a long time, and flicked it in front of him from bottom to top.
【All curses end】!
The golden-red streamer swept across 1 centimeter above the ground, not affecting the magic circle on the ground, but also purifying most of Voldemort's black mist, successfully helping Harry get rid of the shackles of the black mist.
Seeing Harry who got up in a panic, Bell said bitterly:
"Your wand? You cast spells! What the hell did you learn in the combat drills?
By the way, did he take a practical training course? "
Bell turned his head to look at Huang Quan, casting a questioning look.
"But, didn't you tell me to kill Voldemort?"
Harry said aggrievedly.
Obviously he was following Bell's instructions, but when he encountered a problem, the other party threw all the responsibility on him instead. It's too bad!
"But I didn't tell you not to use a wand! You can use spells to defend, you can use spells to restrain you, and you can use spells to hang Voldemort up and chop!"
At this moment, Bell was extremely thankful that Harry was not from his family, otherwise he would be pissed to death by this silly boy sooner or later.
"Uh... well then."
Thinking about it carefully, it seems that this is indeed the case, Harry decided not to blame Bell for shirking responsibility for the time being.
"Bell, didn't you say before that we can't intervene? Why are you..."
At some point, Arthur came up behind Bell again.He looked at the golden-red streamer that had not completely dissipated in the field, hesitant to speak.
"Me? What's wrong with me? I didn't do anything, let alone cast the curse of death, you must be wrong!
Alright, don't worry about those details, the second round has already started, let's watch the show... Ahem, no, it's about taking good care of Harry's safety! "
"Except your weapons!"
"Damn! You are funny!
Mr. Arthur, I heard that Harry often stays at your house when he is on vacation?Isn't this a habit Harry picked up from your family? "
As we all know, Harry's uncle and aunt are Muggles, and it is impossible to teach Harry any knowledge related to spells.Therefore, there is only one truth, and the culprit is Arthur!
"I'm not, I'm not, don't talk nonsense!
Cough cough, what, I went to see Ron, he seemed to be a little unwell.See you! "
After speaking, Arthur ran away in a hurry.
Just kidding, although Harry did go to live in his house a few times, he always stayed with Ron.He is so busy at work every day, how can he have time to guide Harry's spells.Not to mention teaching Harry to cast a Disarming Charm on an empty-handed enemy.
If you want to find this matter, you should go to Dumbledore.
After getting rid of Arthur, Bell can finally concentrate on watching the play.It has to be said that although Harry has a big problem in the choice of spells, he has indeed mastered the spell of disarming the weapon, and its power is very good.
Although there was no wand to be disarmed, Voldemort took two steps back under the impact of Harry's disarming spell, and the spell he was preparing was accidentally interrupted.
Next, Harry swooped down with an eagle, retrieved the magic sword [Frostmourne] with lightning speed, and started a thrilling battle with Voldemort with the sword in one hand and the staff in the other... Chicken pecking at each other...
"Haha~! Baha~ Baha~!"
Yawning, Bell decided to wait and talk to Huang Quan.
The effect of the opponent's actual combat training session is not good, it's all 'flying dragon riding on the face', how can it be so ugly?
It must be that Huang Quan's heart has softened, and these little bastards have to practice to death!
"Harry, you should work harder! It's been 10 minutes of fighting, why haven't you even hit a sword!"
Bell said angrily.
If this continues, he will have to refund the ticket.
"Ha~! Ha~! I, I want to hit him too! But, but Voldemort's magic is too, too powerful, I can't get close at all!"
Harry was panting violently, and he felt as if his lungs were on fire.
"Also, why am I exhausting my energy so quickly?"
As a Quidditch player, Harry has always been confident in his physical strength.At least compared to his classmates, Harry, who has insisted on participating in Quidditch training for seven consecutive years, is confident that he can beat most of them.
But today, for some reason, in only ten minutes, he almost lost the strength to stand up.You know, in a Quidditch match, more than ten minutes is nothing more than just warming up.Even though he had been casting the spell, it shouldn't have died so quickly.
"Ah? Don't you know? Because Voldemort has been sucking power from your soul. Didn't you see that his right arm has been relieved a lot?"
Since this matter was so obvious that everyone could see it, Bell thought Harry knew about it, so he didn't say anything before.
"What!? Then, what should I do then? I feel like I'm about to be unable to stand up!"
A donkey rolled to avoid Voldemort's spell, and Harry was able to stand up again purely by virtue of his tenacious will.If there is a next time, he feels that there is a high probability that he will lie on the ground and cannot move.
"Tsk~! Really, why is it so difficult to be lazy?
Alright, change! "
With a dodge, Bell appeared next to Harry, snatched back his magic sword with one hand, and raised his other hand to block Voldemort's attack.
In fact, Bell is still very optimistic about Harry.In his view, Harry has a noble soul, perseverance, and dedication without fear of sacrifice.
Therefore, even when the oil is running out, Harry should be able to hold on for a long time, and even finally have a Jedi counterattack, causing Voldemort to capsize in the gutter or something.
Unfortunately, in this world, not everyone is willing to trust others unconditionally like Bell.For example, Snape, Ron and the others over there were completely unwilling to trust Harry, and they were almost unable to sit still at this moment.
There was no way, in order not to let those 'laymen' disturb his experiment, Bell had no choice but to leave early and help Harry open the 'Bell card' plug-in.
(End of this chapter)
"Hey! Be gentle! That's my sword!"
Although he knew that [Frostmourne] would not be damaged, but seeing his big baby lump being treated so roughly, Bell couldn't help but want to rush in and kill these two guys.
"Little devil, you are too noisy!"
Voldemort has tolerated Bell for a long time, and the other party ignored him time and time again, and now he dares to point fingers at his behavior, he is simply seeking his own death!
Suppressing the cold in his body, Voldemort pointed at Bell with his left hand, and the black mist immediately transformed into an arrow, which shot towards Bell at high speed.
"Harry, what the hell are you doing?"
Again and again, Bell ignored Voldemort's ugly bastard.There's no way, that guy is so ugly, he's afraid that talking to him will get him infected.
A black-purple mist full of curses emerged from the back of Bell's hand. He waved his hand as if to repel flies, and pushed aside Voldemort's arrow.
Then, Bell took out his wand, which he hadn't used for a long time, and flicked it in front of him from bottom to top.
【All curses end】!
The golden-red streamer swept across 1 centimeter above the ground, not affecting the magic circle on the ground, but also purifying most of Voldemort's black mist, successfully helping Harry get rid of the shackles of the black mist.
Seeing Harry who got up in a panic, Bell said bitterly:
"Your wand? You cast spells! What the hell did you learn in the combat drills?
By the way, did he take a practical training course? "
Bell turned his head to look at Huang Quan, casting a questioning look.
"But, didn't you tell me to kill Voldemort?"
Harry said aggrievedly.
Obviously he was following Bell's instructions, but when he encountered a problem, the other party threw all the responsibility on him instead. It's too bad!
"But I didn't tell you not to use a wand! You can use spells to defend, you can use spells to restrain you, and you can use spells to hang Voldemort up and chop!"
At this moment, Bell was extremely thankful that Harry was not from his family, otherwise he would be pissed to death by this silly boy sooner or later.
"Uh... well then."
Thinking about it carefully, it seems that this is indeed the case, Harry decided not to blame Bell for shirking responsibility for the time being.
"Bell, didn't you say before that we can't intervene? Why are you..."
At some point, Arthur came up behind Bell again.He looked at the golden-red streamer that had not completely dissipated in the field, hesitant to speak.
"Me? What's wrong with me? I didn't do anything, let alone cast the curse of death, you must be wrong!
Alright, don't worry about those details, the second round has already started, let's watch the show... Ahem, no, it's about taking good care of Harry's safety! "
"Except your weapons!"
"Damn! You are funny!
Mr. Arthur, I heard that Harry often stays at your house when he is on vacation?Isn't this a habit Harry picked up from your family? "
As we all know, Harry's uncle and aunt are Muggles, and it is impossible to teach Harry any knowledge related to spells.Therefore, there is only one truth, and the culprit is Arthur!
"I'm not, I'm not, don't talk nonsense!
Cough cough, what, I went to see Ron, he seemed to be a little unwell.See you! "
After speaking, Arthur ran away in a hurry.
Just kidding, although Harry did go to live in his house a few times, he always stayed with Ron.He is so busy at work every day, how can he have time to guide Harry's spells.Not to mention teaching Harry to cast a Disarming Charm on an empty-handed enemy.
If you want to find this matter, you should go to Dumbledore.
After getting rid of Arthur, Bell can finally concentrate on watching the play.It has to be said that although Harry has a big problem in the choice of spells, he has indeed mastered the spell of disarming the weapon, and its power is very good.
Although there was no wand to be disarmed, Voldemort took two steps back under the impact of Harry's disarming spell, and the spell he was preparing was accidentally interrupted.
Next, Harry swooped down with an eagle, retrieved the magic sword [Frostmourne] with lightning speed, and started a thrilling battle with Voldemort with the sword in one hand and the staff in the other... Chicken pecking at each other...
"Haha~! Baha~ Baha~!"
Yawning, Bell decided to wait and talk to Huang Quan.
The effect of the opponent's actual combat training session is not good, it's all 'flying dragon riding on the face', how can it be so ugly?
It must be that Huang Quan's heart has softened, and these little bastards have to practice to death!
"Harry, you should work harder! It's been 10 minutes of fighting, why haven't you even hit a sword!"
Bell said angrily.
If this continues, he will have to refund the ticket.
"Ha~! Ha~! I, I want to hit him too! But, but Voldemort's magic is too, too powerful, I can't get close at all!"
Harry was panting violently, and he felt as if his lungs were on fire.
"Also, why am I exhausting my energy so quickly?"
As a Quidditch player, Harry has always been confident in his physical strength.At least compared to his classmates, Harry, who has insisted on participating in Quidditch training for seven consecutive years, is confident that he can beat most of them.
But today, for some reason, in only ten minutes, he almost lost the strength to stand up.You know, in a Quidditch match, more than ten minutes is nothing more than just warming up.Even though he had been casting the spell, it shouldn't have died so quickly.
"Ah? Don't you know? Because Voldemort has been sucking power from your soul. Didn't you see that his right arm has been relieved a lot?"
Since this matter was so obvious that everyone could see it, Bell thought Harry knew about it, so he didn't say anything before.
"What!? Then, what should I do then? I feel like I'm about to be unable to stand up!"
A donkey rolled to avoid Voldemort's spell, and Harry was able to stand up again purely by virtue of his tenacious will.If there is a next time, he feels that there is a high probability that he will lie on the ground and cannot move.
"Tsk~! Really, why is it so difficult to be lazy?
Alright, change! "
With a dodge, Bell appeared next to Harry, snatched back his magic sword with one hand, and raised his other hand to block Voldemort's attack.
In fact, Bell is still very optimistic about Harry.In his view, Harry has a noble soul, perseverance, and dedication without fear of sacrifice.
Therefore, even when the oil is running out, Harry should be able to hold on for a long time, and even finally have a Jedi counterattack, causing Voldemort to capsize in the gutter or something.
Unfortunately, in this world, not everyone is willing to trust others unconditionally like Bell.For example, Snape, Ron and the others over there were completely unwilling to trust Harry, and they were almost unable to sit still at this moment.
There was no way, in order not to let those 'laymen' disturb his experiment, Bell had no choice but to leave early and help Harry open the 'Bell card' plug-in.
(End of this chapter)
