Chapter 12: Battle in the Dark
"Blasting Mantra!"
Wes once again exhibited this powerful curse at the mysterious person at a very fast speed.
This time, the curse hit the mysterious person accurately.
The mysterious person suffered a huge impact. The whole person flew backwards, fell heavily, and couldn't struggle to stand up for a long time.
At this moment, there were two very different voices from the direction of the mysterious person.
"Sorry, master."
"Give me the control of your body!"
"But the master, your injury ..."
"Shut up, idiot !!"
"Yes, master."
Wes has a keen perception that the magic in the mysterious human body has already undergone dramatic changes.
"It seems that it is Voldemort."
Wase's heart was clear. The next opponent is no longer the little -impressed small character of Qiluo, but the horror black demon king who made the entire British magic world changing, and even the name number did not dare to mention easily.
A "armor guard" spell was quickly exhibited by Wes, and a solid layer of magic shield was formed, adding a reliable defense to him.
"Shenfeng has no shadow!" Wity drank a low voice, and a sharp slamming hit suddenly towards Voldemort.
Voldemort reacted to agile, and when the wand in his hand, he easily played this aggressive "Shen Feng Wu Ying".
"Shenfeng No Shadow" hit a few thick trees and cut them neatly into two sections.
Without a hit, Wes continued to launch an attack without hesitation.
"Avadasau's life!"
He shouted this kind of cowardly curse loudly.
Voldemort's body flickered quickly, as charming and agile sideways.
However, at this moment, the weeds around him seemed to be driven by some mysterious power, and began to grow crazy, like a pair of powerful big hands, tightly entangled his limbs.
"Cunning young people." Voldemort gritted his teeth.
"I am a professor of Hogwarts, how can I use evil mantras to use evil."
Wes responded slowly.
Voldemort's mouth was thoughtful, and the black mist suddenly emerged from his body. The black mist seemed to have a strong corrosive force. The weeds wrapped around his limbs quickly withered, withered until death.
Wes continued to change his position on the battlefield, and the magic wand in his hand continued to make a powerful curse. However, these spells were easily avoided by Voldemort.
"You are very talented, young people." Voldemort's voice with a little appreciation, "If you surrender to me, I will give you endless power and glory ..."
When Wes heard this, he couldn't help laughing: "Subsidine you? A downright loser."
Voldemort suddenly exudes a creepy strong murderous: "Do you know who I am?"
"Of course, after all, you are also my senior."
Wes was provocative and looked directly at Voldemort without retreating.
"Drilling the bones!" Voldemort suddenly showed this cruel and unforgivable spell, and a evil light shot to Wes.
Weis quickly dodged, and at the same time, he said, "All petrochemicals!"
Voldemort also jumped away very flexibly, avoiding Wase's curse.
"The flames!" Wes launched an attack again, and the large flames rushed to Voldemort.
Voldemort waved the wand, and a powerful water flowed out, extinguishing the flames.
"Wes!"
Suddenly Hagrid's rough voice came, and he hurried to Harry.
As soon as he saw the unicorn fell on the ground, Hagrid quickly performed emergency assistance, and he used the blood to temporarily stop the blood flowing at the unicorn wound.
"Hagrid, leaving Harry and Draco." Wes shouted loudly.
Hagrid agreed without hesitation. His stout and powerful arms hugged the injured unicorn tightly, and then greeted the two children to leave.
If it wasn't for Hyge's strong bloodline of the giant, it would be really difficult for this heavy unicorn.
Draco obediently followed Haggia, and the thrilling battle just attracted him deeply, and he was even a little excited.
[It turns out that the wizard is fighting like this, it is really cool! .
After everyone gone, Voldemort said gently, "Is it really moved after breaking for your own students?" It is really moving. "
Wes's magic began to roll up like boiling water: "Now there are only two of us, you can let go of your hands and feet."
"Flame."
With Wase's spell read, the fierce flame was sprayed in the wand. Under his exquisite control, the flames turned into a dragon with a dancing claw, roaring and flying to Voldemort.
Voldemort danced with a magic wand with both hands, and he thought of words in his mouth. A huge ice shield appeared instantly, blocking the impact of the flame dragon.
"Avadasau's life!"
Voldemort once again used the genuine unforgivable mantra, a tragic green horror light shot to Ves like lightning.
There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!
Weis was not panicked at all, but just waved the wand gently. The little squirrel who was lying on the tree could not help but flew to the deadly green light. It was breath.
Weis controlled the burning fire dragon and smashed into Voldemort fiercely.
"Boom!" With a loud noise, its power was comparable to that of a C4 bomb exploding instantly. Everything within a ten-meter radius was burned to ashes by this huge force. The ground was scorched and smoke was rising.
Voldemort was safe and sound in this earth-shaking explosion, but he was obviously exhausted.
"Master, retreat, Dumbledore will be here soon."
"Asshole, you dare to let me escape!"
"Master, your current state is really not suitable for high-intensity combat. As long as you can successfully obtain the Philosopher's Stone, it will be fine."
A flash of fire passed by, and Voldemort narrowly avoided the spell cast by Weiss.
"Senior, your situation does not seem to be good."
Weiss calmly shook off the dust on his robe: "No wonder you need to drink unicorn blood to maintain it. I am afraid that your fragile soul can't hold on for much longer."
Voldemort narrowed his eyes, and his eyes were full of chilling murderous aura.
"It seems that I guessed right." Weiss said, shaking his wand lightly and using the "Disarming Spell".
Weiss had already mastered the skill of silent casting. Although this move was unexpected, Voldemort still successfully blocked the attack with "obstacles".
"You have mastered silent casting well, but you want to use the 'Disarming Spell' against me, are you kidding?" Voldemort sneered disdainfully.
Weiss walked slowly around Voldemort: "Don't underestimate any magic, senior, and I am salivating over the profound magic in your mind."
"Asshole!" Voldemort was so angry that he almost broke the wand in his hand. "You actually want to capture me alive?!"
The Dark Lord, who once dominated an era, had never suffered such a great humiliation. Have the young people now completely forgotten the horror of the Dark Lord?
"Don't be angry, senior, you just finished your hunt, and now it's my turn to hunt you."
Voldemort laughed angrily.
"Go to hell!"
The wand in Voldemort's hand once again rolled out a rolling black fog. Wherever the black fog spread, the grass and trees withered instantly, and the surrounding creatures lost their vitality.
Wes quickly cast the "Purification Spell" to try to dispel the evil black fog.
"Fire all the bullets!" The stones and rocks on the ground instantly turned into powerful bullets, shooting at Voldemort like a rainstorm.
With the blessing of Weiss's powerful magic, these "bullets" exerted a powerful power that was no less than that of real bullets.
The diffuse black fog suddenly shrank back, and Weiss immediately raised his full attention and dealt with it with full concentration.
The black fog quickly condensed into a human figure, and then disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"???" Weiss was full of doubts at this moment.
He used "Quick Appearance" continuously, but still did not find any trace of Voldemort.
"Is he running away??" Weiss was a little amused and said to himself, "It seems that I have overestimated Voldemort's integrity."
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