High Magic Earth

　　 Yi Chou leaned his body tightly against the stone wall, and incidentally cast an invisible spell. Through the castle's small gaps, he could vaguely see Harry and Voldemort playing happily at the Owl Tower.

　　 Voldemort opened his clothes, the cloth twisted in the air, resembling a giant tentacle, tightly holding Harry, Yi Yi's eyelids jumped, as if the villain had this shape.

　　 He suddenly thought of the big octopus in the Black Lake of Hogwarts, not knowing how it compares with the one in the Lord of the Rings.

　　 Yi Chao started to think further and further away, but Harry and Voldemort had already arrived in the center of the venue. At this time, the arrogant sun was shining to bring the light of life, and the two people who were tightly intertwined with fate were about to launch a fatal duel.

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　　Harry was too late to deal with the blood on his face. The opposite Voldemort had raised his wand. Harry had to use his last effort to fight back.

　　The legendary old wand against the ordinary wand, the undead Dark Lord fights against the savior.

　　I don’t know if killing Harry will be bounced back by the protagonist aura, maybe Harry will not kill at all? Yi Chou adjusted his emotions.

　　 A huge light beam formed in the venue. The two enchantments exuded brilliant light and merged together. At the meeting place, there was a fascinating magical firework, one representing the green light of death and the other representing the red light of hope.

After all, Jiang is still old and spicy, even if Voldemort does not take ownership of the old wand, but the strength still presses Harry, the victorious side of the victory slowly tilts like him, and the green light of Awada almost rests on Harry's face .

　　 But the savior could not be defeated, just when Harry could not resist, Ron and Hermione killed Voldemort's python in time.

　　 With the painful roar of Voldemort, the last soul piece was also eliminated. While he was weak, a force emerged from Harry's body, sending the last spell into his body.

　　 The old wand flew out of Voldemort's hand, traversed a perfect arc in the air, and slowly flew towards Harry.

　　 The savior's victory represents his opportunity, Yi Xiao squinted his eyes, and now he jumped out with three laughs or shouted to take his life, making a joke.

　　 Yi Chou didn't think he was an idiot villain, "Awada Suo Ming!" He didn't have any extra action, appeared sideways, extended his wand, and the curse appeared.

The green light suddenly exploded on Harry, the time seemed to be still, both sides were like slow motion, Harry's eyes widened, and Yi Chou could even see in his eyes from joy to surprise, unbelievable , But there is still a hint of relief.

　　 The black pupil gradually lost his spirit, and Harry's body fell heavily on the land of Hogwarts.

　　 "No!!!" Hermione screamed in the distance. After she and Ron killed the serpent, Ron finally felt restless, so they came to this, but they just saw this scene.

　　 was originally just a joyous victory, but the light of death from the corner smashed their good mood into shatters, and Hermione looked angry at the murderer.

Yi Xiao was looking down, wondering what he was wondering. He wondered why Harry saw liberation in his eyes, and why this kind of feeling would appear here. Could it be that death was relief for Harry, but the Savior was Relying on the survival to survive the danger again and again.

　　 Yi Huo couldn't understand such profound feelings, forget it, don't think about it. It happened that Hermione was here, and Yi Chou smiled shyly at them, so be a witness for yourself.

　　 "Why! Why did you kill him!" Hermione screamed incredulously when he saw him smiling, and Ron stared at him blushing.

After the war, the people who survived were attracted by Hermione’s voice, and the crowd gradually increased. More and more people saw Harry, McGonagall, and Flitwick sighing on the ground, while Hagrid was Wiping tears, people thought that Harry and Voldemort had died together.

　　 "Why? Yeah, kill, die, him," Hermione asked again word by word. Many students heard Hermione's question and began to riot.

　　 "What? What did you say Hermione?" McGonagall asked in disbelief. She was so emotional that she forgot to call Miss Granger.

　　 "What happened?" Kingsley, a survivor of the Order of the Phoenix, asked Hermione.

　　 "It was him who killed Harry, Harry clearly had victory, Voldemort was dead, but he killed Harry." Hermione was emotional and tears dropped.

　　 Ginny rushed to Harry as soon as she heard it, but was stopped by Mr. Weasley.

　　 Yihou has been listening to their conversation quietly. When it's time for him to speak, he waved his old wand and brought it over. "Cough." He cleared his throat and used a loud voice to himself.

"This is an old wand." He looked at the crowd, carefully stroking the wands in his hands, "The legendary people can be invincible, of course, it has nothing to do with what just happened." He Suddenly looked at Hermione and apologized sincerely.

　　 "I'm sorry Miss Granger, I don't know if you know why, but I'm sorry, I must kill him." Yi Ao shook his head and looked sad.

　　 Then his voice rose loudly, and he was well-known in the British magic world, and he couldn't stop being happy when he thought of the upcoming return to Yi Chou. "But today is a great day, do you know? I can finally end my **** journey, maybe I should say my name, my name is Yi Huo."

　　 talked about it, he quietly faced the crowd, waiting for the return to come.

　　Student professors and the people of the Phoenix Society certainly won't buy for what I don't know.

　　 "I don't know what your **** journey is, but I know that you will be in Azkaban for the rest of your life." Kingsley waved his wand angrily, one magic after another.

　　 YiXiao frowned, why didn't he have the intention to return at all.

The curse stimulated the sad crowd, and more and more people began to attack Yi Chou. Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick, Mr. Weasley, and even Hagrid raised their wands. Curse flying, colorful.

　　 The multicolored light is beautiful, but the situation of the clamor as the goal is not very good. Unexpectedly, it is not reliable to return so much. He feels a bit arrogant, but fortunately, the powerful characters are almost dead.

　　 Yihou quickly escaped a few powerful spells, recovered and blocked those little spells, no matter what happened in the return, the current situation is very dangerous.

　　Several members of the Phoenix Society pressed hard, evading towards Yi Biao while looking for bunkers.

Several life-spells forced them back, "Hey, hey! I seem to have a little accident. Can't you be considerate of a lonely person?" Yi Huo still thought to laugh, but his power was not reduced. .

　　 He lifted a huge slab scattered on the ground and stood in front of him, thinking about the way out while fighting.

　　 Suddenly flashed several death spells and powerful spells, and even a large piece of stone was blown up, Yi Yi was shocked.

　　 It was Aberforth who joined the battle after learning of the situation. Although Aberforth didn't like his brother, he had a good impression of Harry, an honest and kind young man. Harry's death made him very sad and angry.

　　 "You have to pay for what you do!" he shouted angrily, throwing out the curse in his hands.

　　Aberforth's strength is obviously higher than that of others. The power of the spell is not worse than that of Yi Chou. Although Yi Chou can resist, it can be difficult to resist others.

I can’t go on like this. Yi Xuan finds that he is gradually unable to resist. He glances at the environment around him, and there is a cliff not far behind. Although the cliff jumping is not very auspicious, and foreign cliff jumping may not be able to pick up martial arts. Cheats, but it doesn't matter how much.

"I hate British guys, but it's the same in every era." Yi Biao whispered, several powerful crushing spells exploded the slate in front of them, and after a large amount of dust, Yi Biao quickly ran to the cliff. go with.

Fortunately, the Hogwarts horses and horses are all strong crossbows after a day and night battle, so Yi Chou came to the edge of the cliff smoothly, "Goodbye, hope will be indefinite." He said quickly , Ignoring the crowd who chased, leap forward.

At the moment when Yi Biao jumped down, Aberforth's several spells also followed, just like Yi Biao's good luck had run out or these spells had long eyes, and hit at an impossible angle. Yi Chou, this kind of impossible happened just like that.

　　 Yihou even used Yu Guang to see a death spell hit his body, damn, this is impossible! This is not in line with the principle. Does Aberforth also have the protagonist aura? Yi Ling's trance flashed like he caught something.

But soon the breath of death covered his whole body, "Ah!!!" A burst of pain broke his lungs and he couldn't help screaming loudly, this pain seemed like going deep into the soul, the effort in the blink of an eye Yi Chou almost passed out in pain.

　　 I can't be comatose. He endured it. If he fell at this height, he would definitely fall to death. He struggled a few times in the air. His shape changed several times as if he couldn't maintain it. Finally he became a black raven.

　　Aberforth and Hermione McGonagall stood on the edge of the cliff, watching the ravens fluttering away with their wings, fluttering and fluttering away, rushing towards the setting sun.

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It hurts, it hurts very much, Yi Huo gasps, and UU reads www.uukanshu.com, his whole body is shaking, he has not confiscated such pain, because he will easily avoid the meeting that hurt himself, Yi Huo Knowing that he was hit by a life-spell, he seemed to be the stick of death to save himself, otherwise he would be dead under the cliff.

　　 But even if there is no immediate death, it is estimated that it will be soon. Yi Chou feels the pain after another. The spell has caused great damage to his body. Let me talk about the problem of how to return, I now need a lot of time to cultivate.

　　 But Yi Biao didn't dare to stay, he was afraid that someone would cast a tracking spell on him. After all, he did it himself.

He struggled to fly to the nearest port, and fell helplessly on the deck of a ship that had just gone out of the sea. Afterwards, he could no longer maintain his deformation, and he instantly changed back. Yi Chou exuded a black smoke, as if The whole person was scorched, kneeling on the deck, breathing heavily and sweating into a river.

　　 The sound of the deck alarmed a crew member. He saw Yi Xiao kneeling there and hurried over. "Sir! What's wrong with you, sir? What happened? Do I need to call an ambulance?"

　　 "Ha! Ha! Yes, yes." Yi Xuan gasped, like a drowning person, clutching the life buoy tightly, grabbing his shoulder and leaning on him.

　　 "Mr.?" The crew felt that the man on his shoulders gradually disappeared, and hurriedly raised his forehead with his hands.

Yi Xiao didn't know when he got close to the crew. After the injury, his pale skin brought him a terrible, dark eyes exuded an unknown luster. "Yes, I need your help," he clung to the crew's ears. , "The Soul Comes Out!"