Hogwarts: Harry Returns From The Witcher

Startled, Tom raised his wand high above his head, and Fiercefire condensed into a dragon, rushing towards the source of magic power.

The flames consume it.

With a crisp cry, Fox fluttered his wings in panic, and the dragon chased after him, biting him to death.

It escapes and it chases.

Tom calmed down and couldn't help laughing: "A phoenix, Dumbledore is getting more and more outrageous, what's the use of such a big turkey?"

Fox let out a cry of dissatisfaction, full of anger, and just fled in embarrassment, making its barbaric screams lack any momentum.

Harry waved his wand.

The stone snake he manipulated jumped into the sky, hit the ceiling hard with a bang, rubbed Fox's tail, and hit Fiercefire.

The flame adheres to the stone, without root or source, but it burns more and more intensely.

Fox chirped in horror.

The stone pillar almost hit him!

It has just finished nirvana, and it doesn't want to do it again.

"Take Ginny!" Harry waved at it.

Fox groaned in dissatisfaction.

Sorting Hat translation: "It says it's here to help you."

"Don't make any trouble, Ginny is here, I can't do anything." Harry shook his head, dealing with the Stone Snake and Fiendfire that swallowed from time to time.

Fox let out a cry, and flew towards Ginny reluctantly.

"It said, you hurt it, you have to feed it the best rations, preferably pure snow water from the Arctic..." the Sorting Hat continued.

Harry interrupted it: "Very well, can Fiendfire gag you?"

The Sorting Hat immediately stopped saying a word.

Fox was very sensitive, and it seemed to be very experienced in dealing with these things. It passed through the siege of Fiendfire and Stone Snake, and was helped by Harry's Transfiguration. It went smoothly, grabbed Ginny's shoulders, and flew high.

snap --

The notebook was not gripped very firmly and fell to the ground.

Fox hesitated, whether to turn around and take that thing away.

"No, it's safest to leave it here." Harry shouted immediately.

Fox didn't hesitate anymore, dragged Ginny and flew away.

"Dessert escaped." Tom didn't stop him, just quietly watched Fox fly away, "To save such a little girl who made a mistake."

"Sacrificed heroically for her."

"Should I boast that I am indeed a great savior, Mr. Potter."

Harry whistled: "Senior Tom, I'm not such a great person."

"From the very beginning, I didn't feel like I was going to sacrifice."

He waved his wand.

Call God to protect!

The silver-white lion jumped out and roared aggressively at Tom.

"The Patronus Charm, I have to admit..." Tom smiled flippantly.

But the person is gone.

Harry stopped talking nonsense with him, a bottle of potion was thrown at him, and when it hit the ground, it splashed billowing gray sticky bubbles, and at the same time, the wand was raised.

"Misty clouds!"

Thick mist gushes out, covering all directions.

Tom said calmly, "Potter, this doesn't work for me. I've seen you do it before."

The strong wind swept across, and he mastered the technique of mobilizing the magic power outside of himself. The hurricane swallowed the fog bit by bit and forcibly drove it away.

Vision is restored.

Tom was stunned, there was no Harry in front of him, and even he ran further away, holding the notebook with an extremely long stone arm, he rushed towards Harry, getting closer and closer.

"Torn apart!"

Harry cast the spell.

The note didn't move at all.

"Blazing flames!"

In orange flames, notes are unaffected.

"Thunderbolt explosion!"

Harry took out the spell that Seamus was best at. He didn't have any strength left. The huge explosion caused the stone hand to burst, but there was not even a trace of scorched black on the notes.

The spell doesn't work?

He took three steps and two steps, raised his sword and stabbed down fiercely.

He hit the hardest thing he had encountered in his two lifetimes, the metal and stone clashed, and sparks flew everywhere, but the tip of the sword couldn't even pierce the cover.

Sword oil has some effects, but only some effects.

This thing was more difficult than he thought.

The Gryffindor sword has long been covered with all the sword oil he can brew, and it is replaced every six months-although the materials are limited, what he can prepare is only the most elementary sword oil.

The sword oil that worked surprised him.

He thought it would be some kind of cursed oil, structural biological oil...

The result is ghost oil?

No time to think about these things.

The sword couldn't be cut through, so Harry lifted his foot directly, and kicked it towards Fiendfire with precise instep.

The black flame retreated immediately, allowing the note to pass through the flame and fall to the ground. With a hiss, he carefully surrounded it and avoided it, for fear of burning it.

Fiendfire seems to work.

But I won't.

Harry clicked his tongue, meeting Tom's mocking gaze.

"That's not something that can be easily destroyed." Tom shook his head confidently, "Why do you think I dare to appear in front of Dumbledore?"

"Just because of an incompetent Minister for Magic?"

Harry sneered: "Sure enough, you're just a coward."

"Fiendfire can destroy it, protect it with something that can destroy it..."

Tom waved his wand, and the giant snake rushed towards Harry: "So what, I'm not the kind of dark wizard with mediocre aptitude, and I can't even play Fiendfyre."

"Alder!"

Harry raised his hand, and the sign was formed.

The majestic impact swept across, and the stone snake froze, and the stone pillar that had rescued Fox just now and supported the secret room twisted and turned, stabbing horizontally and coming out ferociously.

There was a loud bang and chi, piercing through the stone snakes, pinning them to death.

The ground where Ginny was lying just now was also penetrated.

The wind rustled.

Just as Tom was waving his wand to mobilize the other two stone snakes, Harry rushed up to him and cast the sign again.

"Arden!"

The long sword danced and slashed at Tom at a tricky angle.

He didn't dodge.

Injury for injury, life for life.

Waving the magic wand, the stone snake fell down, and the spell was uttered - "Thunderbolt explodes!"

Not a killing curse!

Harry gritted his teeth, did not dodge, but chose to resist the spell and continued to chop.

With a bang, the golden streamer shattered all over the ground, and Quin's shield was broken.

The sword struck Tom's body, and it dispersed into a cloud of black mist, which permeated and dissipated. The ghost oil was still in effect, and there was a sense of frustration as if it had been cut into flesh and blood.

Tom disappeared before his eyes, the stone snake stopped moving, even Fiendfire seemed to become uncontrollable, and the savage growth lingered and surged.

died?

Just die like that?

It can't be that simple.

Harry took a deep breath, and suddenly jumped up and down behind the Stone Snake.

A deep green light.

It came silently.

It slammed into the stone snake, there was a bang, a violent explosion, and the gravel splashed. The slightly out-of-control fiery flames changed according to Tom's will again. A ferocious fire snake opened its bloody mouth and bit Harry's throat. .

"Alder!"

Fire action blocked.

Harry rolled on his side again, going the other way—

"Avada Kedavra!"

The green light came back and ran out of the Stone Snake, but it was obviously wrong in predicting Harry's direction.

"Tom, you were so immature fifty years ago." Harry poked his head out from the other side, looked at the notes surrounded by Fiercefire, and Tom, who had been scattered by himself, burst out from there again, "A little bit angry ?”

Tom's face was dark: "Potter, your level of black magic is not what a second-year wizard should have."

"Your confidence is that you think I can't hurt you?" Harry said briskly, "It seems that the result is beyond your expectation?"

Holding the sword, he put a layer of Quen shield on himself.

"You're not as invulnerable as you think."

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