Chapter 132: attack

　　 Harry Potter saw Quirrell rushing towards him and couldn't help turning around and fleeing.

　　 But Quirrell seemed to see through Harry's thoughts, and suddenly raised his hand and snapped his fingers as he moved forward, causing a large wall of fire to suddenly rise at the end of the retreat steps.

　　This situation stopped Harry's steps in fleeing.

　　 Seeing this, Qi Luo continued to move forward with disdain.

　　 At this time, Professor Quirrell’s attention was focused on Harry Potter, so Covin would not be welcome.

　　 Just when Quirrell walked up to Harry and raised his arm, he was about to catch Harry who was stuck there, Corvin shook his hand and grabbed the wand that quickly slipped from the cuff into his hand.

　　 then quickly waved the wand from bottom to top, and a silent ‘Shen Feng Wuying’ blade was suddenly launched.

The speed of the blade was very fast, and it cut through Quirrell’s shoulder almost instantly. Before the opponent felt pain, Quirrell’s raised arm suddenly disappeared, flipped in the air and fell on Harry’s chest. .

　　 Harry raised his hand subconsciously, took what had touched his chest in his arms, looked down, let go of his hand in horror, and took a step back.

　　 Until then, Quirrell just started to feel the pain, and he couldn't help but let out a scream.

　　 Kewen’s attack is not over yet.

　　 Just now when Voldemort ordered Quirrell to kill him, he could see where Quirrell’s wand was hidden.

　　 Therefore, in order to avoid making mistakes, Kewen chanted the spell in a low voice to enhance the effect of the spell. Almost the moment Quirrell screamed, another ‘weapon except you’ was launched.

　　 With a ‘swish’, the wand that was originally inserted in Quirrell’s waist suddenly spun out, and was blown apart by a series of ‘smashing curses’ by Cowen in the air.

　　 Kewen handled it so cautiously that it did not attract the attention of the other two.

　　 At this time, Professor Quirrell was clutching his broken arm and screaming, while Harry Potter lowered his head in amazement, looking at the arm on the ground that he had thrown away.

　　 That arm was undergoing violent changes, as if it suddenly lost its water, became dry and shattered, and soon turned into dust and exploded.

　　 Kewen habitually observes six directions in battle, so he also sees the change of that arm.

　　 A thought came out in his heart, and then the magic wand pointed again, hitting the Quill who was screaming and turning to him.

　　 The curse was just a simple ‘repelling curse’. After hitting it, Quirrell couldn’t help but leaned out sideways and slammed into Harry Potter.

　　 Harry raised his hand almost subconsciously, and pushed Quirrell's head against him.

　　 The moment Harry’s hands touched Quirrell’s skin, Quirrell’s screams suddenly became more heart-piercing.

　　Like the arms on the ground, Harry's hands seemed to have turned into soldering irons or something. The first time they touched Quirrell's skin, they caused the opponent's face to dry and crack.

　　 This dry cracking effect spread very fast, causing Professor Quirrell's scream to disappear suddenly, his body also lost resistance, and Harry was pushed back staggeringly.

　　 Only a few steps back, the effect of dryness has spread all over Professor Quirrell's body.

　　 The next moment, as Professor Quillo took a step back again habitually, his body suddenly collapsed, leaving all the clothes scattered on the ground, and the entire flesh and blood body collapsed into a pile of dust.

　　 Harry was completely stunned by the sight in front of him, his eyes widened at a loss, looked at the ashes left by Professor Quirrell, and looked down at his hands.

　　 "You damn—"

　　 Voldemort's voice suddenly appeared from the pile of clothes left by Professor Quirrell.

　　 Kewen’s set of attacks is too abrupt and too smooth.

　　 And the subsequent series of changes also made Voldemort completely unresponsive.

　　 Until Quirrell completely turned into ashes, Voldemort finally recovered.

　　 Accompanied by an angry shout, a whirlwind suddenly rose from the pile of clothes, and black mist emerged from the pile of clothes and began to gather and form in the whirlwind.

　　 Standing near the magic mirror, Kewen squinted slightly and quickly glanced at Harry, who was still at a loss, and another thought appeared in his mind.

　　 Through the verification just now, combined with the memory data, Kewen came up with a result.

　　 Harry has the protective magic that his mother left behind with "love". That kind of "love" seems to restrain Voldemort's remnant soul.

　　The yin and yang of all things are opposed. Compared with the theory of relativity or the theory of opposition, the ancestors of China have already studied the yin and yang of all things clearly.

　　 Now that Harry's protection symbolizes masculine, then Voldemort's remnant soul is relatively feminine.

　　If Voldemort's soul is intact, he might be able to contend with Harry's protective measures, but it is precisely his soul that is incomplete, so he can only be restrained by Harry.

　　 In the same way, is it possible to restrain Voldemort's remnant soul as long as the characteristic is the curse of [Yang]?

　　 According to the situation in the original plot that Voldemort could only escape in embarrassment, now Voldemort's remnant soul seems to be unable to perform any abilities.

　　 Then, Kewen intends to experiment with it.

　　 Just do it.

　　 Just when the whirlwind gathered the black mist and formed a shadow like an evil spirit, Kewen suddenly shook his wand while chanting: "Holy guard!"

　　 almost mobilized all the positive emotions. The magic guard that Kewen condensed this time was very huge. A flying bird that was nearly two meters in diameter and shining with silver light suddenly emerged from the tip of the magic wand.

　　 "喳——"

　　 There was a joyous cry~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The magic bird circled Corvin quickly, and then rushed towards Voldemort's remnant soul.

　　 Bowed his head, the sharp beak of the magic bird was like a sharp arrow, breaking through the black fog of Voldemort's remnant soul without any hindrance, and then the entire huge bird body passed through the remnant soul.

"what--"

　　 Voldemort screamed, no less stern than Quirrell just now.

　　 The black mist of the remnant soul exploded, but it reunited quickly and hard.

　　 However, Kewen would not give the opponent a chance, and immediately controlled the magic bird to attack again.

　　 Next, the screams continued to sound in the room, and every time the magical bird penetrated by, the convergence speed of Voldemort's remnant souls would become more slow.

During the 　　 period, Kewen also took the opportunity to release many other spells of attack types.

　　 But the unabated screams symbolized that Voldemort's remnant soul only had pain, but there was no sign of being successfully eliminated.

　　 Seeing this, Kewen couldn't help but frown.

　　 once again commanded the magical bird to penetrate Voldemort's remnant soul, slowing down the opponent's reuniting speed again.

　　 Taking this opportunity, a gleam of cold light flashed in Cowen's eyes.

　　 No longer controlling the magical bird, Corvin pointed his wand to the remnant of Voldemort who was gathering, and a slight green light emerged from the tip of the wand.

　　 Although the use of black magic is forbidden in the magic world, it is ridiculous that the three unforgivable spells are almost universally known.

　　 The greenery along the tip of the wand gradually became richer.

　　 Kewen's eyes were cold, his voice was indifferent, and he spoke softly: "Avada——"

　　 "Stop it!"

　　 With a loud shout, Kewen suddenly stopped casting the spell.

　　 The green on the tip of the wand dissipated, and Cowen and Harry turned their heads at the same time, looking in the direction where the sound was heard...