harry potter book of crimes

The arm of a living corpse was spinning in mid-air and falling silently.

This is the consequence of a failed blow against the razor-sharp Gryffindor Sword!

Even the high-level living corpse, which in the eyes of Samuel and others was so powerful that it required a full choir of 333 people to barely match it, actually had one of its arms cut off in just one encounter - for

For Harry, who suddenly entered the scene and prepared to intervene in this battle, his current somewhat intimidating appearance had obviously perfectly met Hermione's expectations for him to attack.

So after making a lightning-fast counterattack and cutting off an arm of the zombie who tried to intercept him, Harry did not try to pursue him impatiently anymore. Instead, he chose to lower the broom handle and dive in an arc, blocking the group of people in front of them.

Right in front of the team of the three major families who were unable to move as they tried their best to resist the black flames.

"Helbo, your opponent... is me!"

The moment he stopped his broomstick, Harry suddenly raised the sword in his hand and pointed directly at the demonic figure who was always guarded by a group of high-level zombies. His tone was firm and unquestionable.

Although Harry, who was protected by the Rule of Rage, was no longer afraid of the sea of ​​soul flames that was still in a stalemate with Samuel and others, to be honest, he had nothing to do with those black flames - with his actual magic spell

Learning can't break the evil flames of this evil sect.

If he wants to help the group of wizards behind him, there is actually only one thing he can do, and that is to use his sword edge to force the enemy's attention to himself, so that Haierbo and his group of high-level living beings can

Zhi no longer had time to take action against Samuel and the others.

Standing on the defensive has never been Harry's fighting style. Even if he first chose to stand between Samuel and others and Herbo, when the time comes, what he will do is still hold the Gryffindor sword high.

, charging proudly with anger!

"That's...Harry Potter," Yegor and Samuel, who was leading the remaining troops to cast spells in unison, looked at the back of Harry who appeared out of the sky, glanced at each other subconsciously, and then heard Yegor

Er was surprised and said, "I have read his information. He is McClain's former classmate and one of the young heroes who has the closest relationship with McClain. It has been mentioned many times in the information that his strength is extraordinary.

Normal, but...I didn't expect it to be like this...Samuel, did you see the action of that sword clearly just now?"

Samuel, who was still casting spells to hold on, of course had no time to speak at the moment, but when he heard what Yegor said, he couldn't help but shake his head, with a very serious look on his face.

Probably seeing what the other party was thinking at the moment, Yegor shook his head and whispered:

"Now that Harry Potter has appeared, he must not be the only one here! But looking at the current situation, at least in front of the enemy, our purpose is still the same - you and I don't have to worry too much for the time being."

And just as the two people were talking quietly, on the other side, Haierbo finally made a move...

"Oh, it's you! Hug the angry child... you came very quickly." Haierbo spoke from a distance, his voice was not loud, but it still spread throughout the entire defense line, "What? Are you still obeying the will of that little guy?

Action? Even if you have all been 'betrayed' by him?"

When he said these words, there was no sarcasm in Helbo's tone. But it happened that, in the ears of Harry, Hermione and others lurking on one side, these words became more and more disturbing.

People's minds are congested and panicked.

Because obviously, what Haierbo said is the current fact.

"We and Maka..." Harry gritted his teeth and glared at each other, almost speaking in a straight voice, "We just have differences with him on some points of view! However, we and you - and you, the one who caused this

The culprit of all the evils that bring disaster to all living beings will always be your life-and-death enemy! Do you understand?" Gu

"'The culprit of all evils'...?" Haierbo seemed to have heard a word that interested him. He tasted it with an inexplicable chuckle, then shook his head slightly and said, "With such a big name, I

Haierbo, I don’t dare to take it seriously.”

"It's useless not to admit it! At this point, do you think there are still a few people who don't know what you did?" Harry gritted his teeth and yelled, "What are you talking about! Haierbo, feel my...

Be angry!”

The moment he called out the other person's name, Harry had already bent his legs and stepped on the broomstick under him. The next moment, before he could finish his words, he suddenly stepped down, causing the broomstick to tilt due to the force.

At the same time, he turned into a blurry shadow and rushed towards Haierbo like an arrow.

However, when it comes to the real shooting speed, Haierbo is actually one point faster than him!

"To be honest, I really don't want to fight these lunatics with the 'Sword of Recklessness'!"

The second before Harry flew out, Herbo could only murmur in the ancient Greek he was familiar with, and then saw his rickety demonic body like a strange old man suddenly flash and move directly through space.

Avoiding Harry's swift sword that he was determined to win.

The next moment, Harry, who had stabbed the sword in the air, felt his mind suddenly shaken, as if a strong suction force was trying to tear his consciousness out of his body, and even his vision became distorted.

What Samuel and others saw at this moment was that after Halpo ducked out of the way, several heart-stopping "black holes" appeared out of thin air around Harry's position.

These "black holes" vary in size, but each of them has some strange and powerful attraction.

Most of their power seemed to be exerted on Harry in the center, so that Harry seemed to be being sucked in by countless dementors, and his whole body was twisted.

Even so, Samuel, Yegor and others who were closer could still feel that they were suddenly weak and had a sense of exhaustion that made people feel trance-like.

"hateful……"

Harry understood that he had been a little reckless after all.

Perhaps it was his record of repeatedly slaying demons during this period that made him feel more confident, making him feel that even though he was still dangerous, he was already strong enough to rival Haierbo. But it was obvious that even if he had just been

It's not that he simply underestimated the enemy, but compared to Haierbo, who struck with a killing move, although his sword was fast, it was still not ruthless enough.

The most important thing is, how could he forget that Haierbo can cast the magic of space movement without any obstacles under the clouds?

Just as Harry was thinking this with difficulty, another figure suddenly appeared beside him.

"Mr. Potter, Miss Granger asked me to help you." A somewhat cold voice said.