Harry Potter: I Have A Proficiency System

The moment the man in black robe jumped off the broom, his body fell to the ground, and he felt pain, endless pain. He still didn't understand why his Avada Kedavra couldn't beat Carlos's Avada Kedavra. He looked up at Carlos in the sky, and he reacted at this time. Carlos was riding a broom, and he could easily catch up with him. Even if he ran away, it would be useless. He only saw his face change slightly. It was impossible to escape. At this moment, his legs seemed to have no strength. Carlos, riding a broom from the sky, fell slowly and fiercely. Then he came to the man, looked at his face and said. "You hide your face under the black robe, do you want people to not see your face, not see your figure?

But it's a pity, under my eyes, your ugly, ridiculous, vicious face has been completely seen by me, do you know you are really ridiculous?"

Kalos said, and then stretched out the slender staff in his hand again.

On the staff, little by little, ripples flowed together with the marks.

Kalos' voice echoed again, using Avada Kedavra.

In the instant when the black flames of Avada Kedavra hit the opponent.

The man in the black robe immediately changed his face.

Indeed, Kalos's Avada Kedavra is still a higher level Avada Kedavra than his own.

Could it be that he has become an intermediate magician?

How is it possible? You know that I have just passed the intermediate level.

Shouldn't the Carlos in front of him be just a junior student in Hogwarts?

Even if he is promoted to an intermediate student next year, he can't have intermediate magic.

With a bang, the two magics collided.

This time, it was the black-robed man who cast the most powerful magic.

So, naturally, they were evenly matched in the battle of magic.

The magic that was directly shattered drilled fiercely around.

After making a little bit of holes, Carlos raised his staff again.

The Muggle world is like this, beautiful and peaceful.

The darkness was hidden underground, and with a bang, Avada Kedavra bloomed again. This time, Carlos was very fast.

So fast that the other party had no time to react, and saw this black figure, under the Avada Kedavra's death, flew away fiercely.

"Ah."

The painful scream sounded in the mouth of the black-robed man.

Still roaring wildly, the tearing sound came out from his throat bit by bit.

While he was in pain, he also felt as if countless bugs and ants were crawling on his body.

Is this the pain brought by Avada Kedavra?

Carlos looked at him quietly, looking at his face, looking at his face and body distorted by infinite pain.

He couldn't help but smile lightly. He had experienced this kind of pain last time.

Although, last time, it was because of the assistance of Drafa's potion.

This kind of pain has been reduced a lot, but it is only because the pain of the side effects of the Drafa potion has overshadowed the pain.

This time, Carlos did not expect that he could use his own hands to let his enemy enjoy this kind of pain.

"It hurts! It hurts! Why, how is it possible? You are obviously just a student in the elementary class, you should obviously be just a student.

How can you beat me? In this world of magicians, "I am a real killer."

"Then, Mr. Killer, can I ask you a question? Tell me who asked you to kill me."

Don't think that Carlos's ears are not good. He had heard the guy in front of him say that he was hired by others to kill himself.

Since someone hired him, then the guy in front of him is not the culprit.

He is just a killer who benefits from others.

The figure that keeps twisting on the ground [the Dongsucker with a painful face.

He can't say, and dare not say, after all, there must be credit standards in their line of work.

Under such circumstances, once he said it, it would be bad for his reputation as a killer.

His family might be threatened.

This was also the reason why he didn't want to say it. The pain was biting at his body for about an hour.

Carlos shook his head and threw a bottle of resurrection potion on him.

The resurrection potion could not stop the pain of Avada Kedavra from happening in his body.

But it could indeed alleviate his pain and slow down his death.

Then, Carlos waved to the butler next to him. After the butler nodded, he drove the car to Carlos' side.

Together with Carlos, he moved the body that was constantly twisting on the ground to the back seat.

Carlos said while sitting on the co-pilot.

"This time we're going to the wheat fields in Scotland."

The car came to Scotland little by little, on the left side, to the wheat fields of the town of Radidia.

The wheat in this town can be said to be the place with the most wheat in the whole city.

The wheat fields were covered with golden yellow, making people feel comfortable.

Carlos waved his hands little by little, and then dragged out the black-robed man in the back seat.

After seeing that he still had a breath left, Carlos lifted his body and walked towards the wheat field.

The old housekeeper behind him wanted to come to help, but was rejected by Carlos.

"Don't worry about the things behind, just send me back after I come out."

After Carlos finished speaking, he suddenly threw the man in front of him into the wheat field.

Suddenly, in a surge of magic, the wheat field seemed to have a crack.

After the crack opened, a dark staircase appeared under the wheat field.

Carlos nodded, picked up a kerosene lamp from the side, and walked into the basement little by little.

Just like in the white bell tower, the white bell tower was from top to bottom.

And this basement was from bottom to top, that's right, when Carlos entered the basement.

The sky above his head gradually closed, and a staircase from bottom to top slowly appeared in front of him.

This staircase did not lead through the black market of the magic world.

Instead, it led to the regular market in the magic world, which was far away from the wizards.

That's right, Carlos was going to take this black-robed man directly to the magic courtyard.