Chapter 736: Madness under the scarlet blood moon, Harry who has no moral principles!

Instantly, a large amount of thunder filled the area of ​​50 meters around Irwin. The blue-purple lightning turned into a ball-shaped thunderstorm, raging around him and destroying everything around him.

A ray of lightning hit Rookwood's chest fiercely, exploding his skin and flesh, and his chest was charred.

"Ah! Damn it! Damn it! Super armor protection!"

Rookwood screamed while enduring the severe pain and released a powerful armor spell to resist the thunderstorm that kept exploding beside him.

Rookwood quickly retreated, trying to escape the range of the thunderstorm released by Irwin.

However, a palm thunder shot by Irwin with his hand raised completely broke Rookwood's fantasy.

The blue-purple thunder broke through the air, shattered the powerful armor spell released by Rookwood, and then bombarded Rookwood's back, knocking him several meters away and falling heavily to the ground.

Irving raised his right hand holding the magic wand, and the thunder compressed thousands of times was released from the top of his magic wand, and continued to extend in the air, turning into a long whip of thunder!

Irving swung the magic wand in his hand, and the long whip of thunder lashed Rookwood's legs fiercely. With the sound of explosion, Rookwood's legs were charred, and even carbonized in many places!

With just one blow, Irving crippled Rookwood's legs!

"Fley, you will die! The Fley family will be destroyed by the great Dark Lord!"

Rookwood cursed painfully, but soon, he could not speak.

I saw a ball of lightning compressed by a huge thunder force flying out of Irving's palm and lightly falling in front of Rookwood.

Then, a violent explosion sounded, and the ball of lightning suddenly exploded in front of Rookwood, releasing a huge thunder force, all bombarding Rookwood!

The armor spell that Rookwood released in a hurry could not even last a breath in front of the ball lightning, and was completely torn apart like paper.

When the lightning dissipated, Rookwood's figure had disappeared from the spot, leaving only ashes floating in the air!

At the same time that Irwin killed Rookwood, Astoria also stood opposite Yaxley.

Feeling the strange magic power and the almost non-existent breath around Yaxley, Astoria frowned and said in a deep voice: "Yaxley, I guess you are the culprit who instigated the eight-eyed giant spider clan in the Forbidden Forest?!"

Yaxley sneered, and when the magic wand in his hand shook, dozens of black magics as dark as ink were shot in the direction of Astoria.

"This is not something you, a little girl, should consider!"

Yaxley said so, but he did not underestimate Astoria at all.

While releasing black magic to attack Astoria, obscure syllables sounded from his mouth again. It was a rather profound curse!

Yaxley's little movements naturally did not escape Astoria's eyes. She snorted coldly, and a blood-colored barrier blocked her in front of her, blocking the black magic that was shooting at her.

Then, she flicked her finger, and a drop of blood shot out like a bullet, heading straight for Yaxley's forehead!

Feeling the threat of death, Yaxley had to interrupt the action of casting the curse, and rolled to the side to avoid the blood drop ejected by Astoria.

Yaxley looked at Astoria in shock. He did not expect that the power of a drop of blood ejected by this seemingly underage little witch was as powerful as the powerful crushing spell!

"Shattered into pieces! Shattered to pieces! Divine strike without shadow!"

Astoria waved the wand in her hand like the baton of the orchestra, and several spells attacked Yaxley in succession!

Yaxley was overwhelmed by the spells that kept attacking him like a machine gun. The armor spells he released were all broken, which made him roll around in the torrent of spells.

Not long after, Yaxley made a mistake when dodging the cutting spell released by Astoria. His left arm was cut open by the cutting spell, and a lot of blood splashed out and fell to the ground.

The only thing that made Yaxley feel fortunate was that this cutting spell was just an ordinary offensive spell, not a black magic like the shadowless magic that was hard to defend against and would prevent the cursed person from healing.

Yaxley tapped his wand on his injured left arm and drank another bottle of healing potion. The wound on his left arm disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Witnessing Yaxley's actions, Astoria did not stop him, but instead raised the corners of her mouth slightly.

Yaxley, you are too early to be glad!

Astoria waved her wand, pulling the blood that Yaxley had splashed out earlier. Then, a huge magic circuit was built in front of her.

Seeing Astoria's action, Yaxley felt something was wrong. He waved his wand and wanted to cast a spell to stop Astoria.

But it was too late!

The blood-mediated ritual of cursing the scarlet blood moon had been completed. As the curse took effect, the full moon hanging in the night sky turned into a strange scarlet blood moon in Yaxley's eyes!

The scarlet blood moon bloomed with a breathtaking light, which actually covered Voldemort's bloody dark magic mark and enveloped Yaxley's body.

Under the influence of the scarlet blood moon, Yaxley soon fell into madness. He attacked everything around him recklessly, and even accidentally killed two Death Eaters with the Avada Kedavra curse.

Looking at Yaxley, who had already turned his back on his relatives, Astoria chuckled. When she raised her hand, a blood blade broke through the air and cut off Yaxley's head.

At the same time, on the other side of the battlefield.

"Harry Potter, the greatest enemy of the master in the prophecy, I will offer you to the master, and ask the master to forgive my past mistakes!"

Avery murmured in a low voice, staring at Harry not far away.

Harry recognized Avery. When he was determined to die that day, he broke into Avery Manor alone, and Avery in front of him was the original owner of Avery Manor.

"How sad, Avery, Voldemort's lackey! I remember very clearly that if Voldemort hadn't cast the Kedavra curse on me in time and stopped me, I'm afraid you would have died under my explosive curse long ago!"

Harry sneered and sneered.

Before Harry finished speaking, his hand holding the wand trembled quietly, and several disarming spells were released without any moral ethics, heading straight for Avery's face! (End of this chapter)