Chapter 51 Spell Card [Killing Spell]

Because of his male identity, Basil could not enter the girls' bathroom.

In addition, he had to go to class, so he could only leave through the bathroom door which was gradually becoming lively.

No longer shouting Hermione's name in vain.

But this also made the onlookers think that Basil was a scumbag and two-timing.

After all, he was so charming.

Just when some girls couldn't help but recommend themselves and wanted to be the extra boat, Ron and some girls who knew about it stood up.

Ron clarified that Hermione was made to cry by him. Because he said Hermione was nosy and like a nightmare.

But these girls clarified that Basil was actually single. He and Hermione were not in a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship at all.

They thought so at first, but as time went on and they observed, they discovered the truth.

So, after class, Basil came out and found that he was surrounded by a large group of girls.

He could only flee back to the dormitory without looking back.

Until it was getting dark and it was dinner time, the moon gradually hung in the sky on the ceiling where magic was cast.

He dared to go to the hall surrounded by a group of people.

When he walked into the dining room, the decoration of the whole hall had changed.

The aesthetics of wizards are indeed strange.

Those who don't know would think they had broken into a vampire banquet.

Countless bats fluttered on the walls and ceilings, and some were like low dark clouds, circling and dancing above the dining table, making the candle flames in the pumpkin belly flicker.

This made the appeal of the delicious food that suddenly appeared on the golden plate dim a little.

Aren't you afraid of being infected with the virus?

Ron was very uncomfortable.

He kept playing with the potatoes with skin on the golden plate with a fork.

But he was a native British wizard in the wizarding world. It must not be because of the bats, but Hermione.

"Ron, please eat something, you are like this-I'm scared." Harry looked at the fried chicken leg that Ron had just bitten on the plate and shrank back.

Ron swallowed his saliva and shook his head decisively, "Hermione hasn't eaten either."

"Why don't we go find her?" Basil said.

In the guest of honor, Quirrell and Snape's seats were both empty.

Although he secretly placed a Devil's Snare in the toilet in the cubicle.

It can protect Hermione's safety.

But now Quirrell can be said to be on Voldemort's side.

It's a bit of a broken jar.

What if he not only makes trouble like the original plot today, but also makes it worse.

It's not that he can't monitor Quirrell.

But in the Hogwarts in his mind, there is only Snape wandering in front of the Defense Against the Dark Arts office.

And Quirrell is not there at all.

On the other side, hearing Basil's proposal, Ron nodded without hesitation.

Harry too.

He stood up, "Let's go!"

"Wait." Ron first called a halt, and then quickly put a few chicken legs in his pocket.

He took out another empty potion bottle and filled it with frozen pumpkin juice.

"Now it's good," he explained after noticing Harry's teasing look, "What if Hermione is hungry?"

Then he stuffed a few more pies into his pocket.

"This is the charm of magic." Basil sighed in his heart as he led the way.

If there was no magic, Ron would never put the greasy chicken leg directly into his pocket.

Normal people would not do this.

But with magic, a cleaning spell can get rid of the greasy stains on the body and clothes.

Soon, they arrived in front of the girls' bathroom and walked directly in.

Ron was eating chicken legs while walking. Even in the bathroom, he ate it.

Harry looked left and right, like a thief. He was probably afraid of being mistaken for a pervert.

But Basil was calm and composed.

Humph! Just a girls' bathroom?

He can see it anytime he wants! What's more, he had been in before, and Professor McGonagall was right next to him!

"Hermione!" ×3

In the cubicle, Hermione, who was sitting on the toilet seat in a daze, blushed and said in a shrill voice: "This is the girls' bathroom! How did you get in!"

"Did you forget that today is Halloween Eve? There is no one else in the castle now, everyone is in the hall." Basil said unhappily: "Come out now, or I will come in directly."

As he said this, he took out his wand.

"Don't, not at all." Harry hugged Basil's left arm.

Ron reminded: "What if she has diarrhea? (Hermione whispered back: I don't. Basil: Then come out.)

At the same time, Ron wanted to hug Basil's other free arm, but was forced back by Basil's eyes.

Don't even think about how oily your hands are.

With a creak, the door opened.

Hermione blushed, lowered her head, and walked out slowly.

"Sorry! "Ron suddenly bowed 90 degrees to Hermione.

Hermione looked up in astonishment.

Bagir did the same, he almost threw a killing curse at Ron subconsciously.

Don't ask, the only thing is that Ron's posture is too much like the Japanese who live a good life.

At that time, he seemed to hear the "March of the Swords": "The swords are chopped off the heads of the boys."

Bagir didn't expect that he would mention Nihong's apology posture to Ron once, as well as Nihong's weird concept of "I apologize, but I won't change".

As a result, Ron remembered it.

What he didn't expect was...

At that moment, he had mastered the killing curse! ! !

The natural hostility of the descendants of Yan and Huang towards Ni Bang perfectly fulfilled the prerequisites for the true introduction of the Killing Curse! ! !

Didn't think too much about it.

Crash.

Gem: 27361.085 (-100)

When this spell card was born, the corresponding information flow flowed into Bajir's mind as usual.

【Killing Curse】

[Level: Level 1]

[Consume 6 points of magic power and fall. Killing intent takes priority]

[Note: Killing intent can be used instead of magic power. Killing Intent is not a consumable. Each point of killing intent will cause one unit of negative tilt to the magic power]

[Shoots a green beam, directly attacking the health value. Every time a player unit's life is taken away, the killing intent increases by 1 point]

[Damage: 0.1-36]

[Note: If the magic power is insufficient, the damage will collapse and the reduction will be almost non-existent. The magic value is qualified, but it is general magic power, and the damage is the magic value provided]

[Effective distance: 10m, after exceeding 10m, the damage will be attenuated by 1 point every 1m]

[Magic Book Level: Level 3 (1100/300)]

"[Killing Intention]? No wonder the system named it the Killing Curse instead of the Death Curse."

"[Magic·Corruption]? Is this what Professor Flitwick said, changing the 'muscle nature'? Is it more suitable for dark magic and more powerful than general magic?"

"[Killing Intention] is the same thing as magic power. It can't be consumed like 'magic power'?"

"Player unit? In the game, wizards are player units. If you kill Muggles and other non-intelligent life, the so-called [Killing Intent] will not increase by a full 1 point?"

"Look at it this way, the damage caused by using 6 points of [Killing Intent] is 36. And it's still real damage."

"A direct attack on the health value? So facing it, true magic resistance, which can inject spiritual power into the magic magnetic field, will not work? So the protective spell with the same principle cannot resist it."

"Is it equivalent to ignoring armor and magic resistance and directly attacking the health bar?"

"In this case, 36 damage. How can a wizard with only 10 health resist it?"

After seeing the data of the spell card [Killing Curse], these thoughts flashed through my mind.

Hermione, on the other hand, also spoke because of Ron's sudden bow.

"What are you sorry for?" Hermione looked confused, "It's not because of you that I can't hide."

Ron's pupils were shaking, he looked at Bagir, and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"Are you really trying to do two things?"