Carlos felt that the breath in his body was slowly disappearing.

That opportunity from life, the feeling of being constantly broken into pieces is so painful.

Just like the figure who entered the swamp and was hit by his own Avada Kedavra.

That feeling gradually came, and in the sky, the figure that jumped up slowly fell to the ground.

The staff in his hand danced slowly. The next moment, he smiled slightly and looked at Carlos who was lying on the ground with a face of pain.

"Look, you lost! The dignified Carlos lost. Weren't you very confident just now? Didn't you confidently think you could kill me?

Weren't you very confident just now, confident that you were stronger than me?

Carlos, Carlos, you are nothing but a ridiculous, pitiful boy, you are nothing more than a fallen aristocrat whose good luck has given him magical powers.

However, your good fortune will not always favor you, just like today, the goddess of good luck, she favored me, she did not help you.

Carlos was coughing continuously, and blood was constantly choking out from his throat.

A feeling of weakness was gradually coming in his body, and the next moment, he saw Carlos slowly take something out of his pocket.

A bottle fell directly into his hands. His mastery of potions these days was not in vain.

Although, I don't have as terrible a talent for potions as Hermione.

But Carlos is confident that if he follows the tutorial, his potion talent will be enough.

At least, the intermediate potion in the tutorial could be made. The bright red potion was waving in Carlos's hand.

He opened his mouth and slowly poured the medicine into his mouth.

The man in black across from him also noticed Carlos's unusual behavior.

I wanted to go over and break Carlos' hands and feet, but I realized that Carlos was very fast.

No, it should be said that his recovery speed was very fast, as if the turbulence of magic power stirred up the surrounding air in an instant.

"How is it possible? Your magic power, how could your magic power suddenly become so huge? You are just a beginner magician`

However, Carlos shook his head. The weak feeling in his mind immediately disappeared.

He looked at the man in black robes in front of him, and the master's eyes gradually changed from black to red.

The bright red blood-like color in the pupils gradually turned.

Just as Carlos raised his staff, a black-red light continued to appear on his body.

"You are right, I am just a lucky person, good luck will not always favor me.

Good luck may not always be far away from me, although good luck is not something I can possess personally.

But I can try my best to seize my good luck, just like now, Avada Kedavra, intermediate level. "

It's like shouting out your own unique move during a hero's decisive battle.

The figure on the opposite side couldn't help but be slightly startled the moment he heard Avada's Kedavra.

Thinking of Carlos' Avada Kedavra just now, it was just like a small flame in front of him.

How dare he have the confidence to continue to cast this magic.

Then the next moment, he saw that the staff in Carlos' hand was actually gathering countless light spots around him.

Magic, like light spots, is constantly gathering, and the black and red power is constantly rotating on Carlos' body.

The breath like blood continued to flow, and the man in black robes in front of him was immediately frightened.

He never expected that the magic flow in Carlos's body would be so huge and rapid.

"Damn it, your body will be shattered to pieces."

He knew he couldn't sit still and wait for death, so he raised his hand and smashed a ball of powder and bones, hitting Carlos on the opposite side.

Carlos only felt that his body was being smashed to pieces.

Of course, due to the flow of magic power, the pain caused by becoming huge and being broken into pieces began to weaken and began to decrease.

Drop after drop of blood overflowed from the corner of Carlos's mouth. As the blood overflowed, his eyes glowed red.

There was a roar, and the beam of light brought by Avada Kedavra shined directly in front of his body.

That huge beam of light, like the brilliant sun, rushed towards the man in black robe opposite.

The man in black robe's expression changed and he chose immediately.

But he found something was wrong. He couldn't move his feet.

No, it's not that my feet can't move, but that my body is sinking.

There was a bang, and the terrifying force hit his head directly as his body sank in.

Only his body was seen leaving the swamp under this terrifying force, and also flying towards the back.

But the same thing happened, he fell directly to the ground and lost his breath.

There was a puff sound, and Carlos spat out a mouthful of bright red blood, which was fresh and had a hint of dark black.

In the distance, Dumbledore, who was watching, stared blankly at Carlos' fallen body.

Then he disappeared in an instant. Of course he knew that Carlos was engaging the enemy.

However, he also wanted to see if Carlos could face two enemies alone.

Originally, when Carlos faced the second enemy, he was ready to rescue Carlos.

It can be seen that the moment Carlos still had a chance to resist, he had no intention of taking action.

Fortunately now, Carlos's terrifying power smashed the enemy to death in an instant.

"."Demera's potion, how is it possible? How did you find the dragon's blood?"

(The money is good) Dumbledore slowly lifted Carlos's body in front of him, and then flew towards the campus.

In the infirmary, Dumbledore looked at the busy medical magicians one after another with a little bit of horror in his eyes.

He was not only shocked by the two figures who entered before, but those two figures in black robes clearly did not look like they belonged to the school's magicians.

They could actually enter the school directly. Likewise, what he still felt scary about was the bottle of potion in Carlos' hand.

The bright red potion represents the blood of ten powerful magical animals.

Demera's potion can make the magic in a person's body stronger in an instant and at the same time weaken the pain in the person's body.

This is the scary thing about this potion, as they usually say.

The power of magic is related to the quality and quantity of magic. .

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