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"Damn it!"

Facing Devereaux's merciless killing curse, Harry's pupils shrank suddenly and he quickly waved his wand.

The sand and dust quickly condensed into a rough shield in front of him, but the next second——

Bang!

The green light hit the sand shield and instantly exploded it into pieces, with the fragments flying like raindrops.

Harry didn't even have time to react, so he could only roll to the side with all his strength. The green light almost passed by his cheek and hit a boulder behind him.

The boulder made a dull roar and instantly shattered into countless fragments, causing the ground to tremble slightly.

Harry turned over in embarrassment, his chest heaving violently, and the sweat on his forehead slid down his face.

He was just about to take a breath when he heard Devereux's low and cold voice coming from the smoke.

"Ouch, Mr. Dark Lord,"

A sarcastic sneer raised the corner of Devereux's lips, and his eyes were full of provocation.

"It's quite fast! But——"

He paused for a moment, raised the wand in his hand slightly, and a few golden lights suddenly flashed on his other wrist.

"How about trying this?"

Harry looked up suddenly, a flash of surprise in his eyes.

He clearly saw several golden threads protruding from Devereux's wrist, and these threads snaked into his wand like living creatures.

"What the hell is this?"

Harry gritted his teeth and cursed in a low voice, but before he could think about it, Devereaux's voice sounded again——

"Avada Kedavra!"

clatter! clatter! clatter! clatter!

Along with Devereaux's spell, countless rays of green light spurted out from the tip of his wand like raindrops, instantly covering Harry's location in the glow of death.

Harry was almost ready to die, and the blinding green light made him feel suffocated.

However, at that critical moment——

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

Several low vibrations suddenly exploded in the air, followed by continuous explosions——

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

A violent wave of air swept across, and even Harry was staggered back by the impact, barely able to steady his body.

He opened his eyes wide and looked at the blurry figure in the smoke in shock.

"Depend on!"

With a curse, Devereux's figure emerged from the smoke.

He was obviously a little embarrassed, with silver and black shield fragments scattered around his feet.

He dusted himself off, his face full of annoyance and annoyance, and his eyes fixed on Harry.

"Damn,"

Devereaux said viciously, with undisguised anger in his voice.

"I almost forgot that you kid is not afraid of the death curse!"

Devereaux was almost killed by the rebound of his own death curse just now. It was really outrageous. He almost ended up with the same fate as Voldemort ten years ago.

Fortunately, I copied Lao Fu's magic and got such a shield to defend against the death curse, otherwise I would have just restarted it.

When Harry saw the scene in front of him, his expression changed from initial confusion to brief surprise, but soon turned into complete horror.

His eyes were fixed on the wand in Devereux's hand, and the corner of the latter's mouth raised a playful sneer.

"How about it, Potter?"

Devereux said softly, with a hint of mockery in his tone.

"The killing curse can't be used, but I have a lot of tricks. Next, let's play slowly."

As soon as he finished speaking, he waved his wand violently, as if he wanted to tear the entire night sky apart.

"Vulcan clears the way!"

With a roar, a blazing flame suddenly burst out from the tip of Devero's wand, and the flame quickly condensed into a roaring fire dragon in the air.

The fire dragon roared up to the sky, and with a deafening roar, its huge body rushed straight to where Harry was!

"Damn it!"

Harry cursed in a low voice, and without caring about his image, he rolled and crawled to hide behind a boulder.

As soon as he hid, the fire dragon glided over the boulder with the force of thunder.

boom--

The blazing flames instantly engulfed the top of the boulder, and rolling heat waves hit his face, almost suffocating Harry.

There was a harsh "sizzling" sound in his ears, which was the sound of the water in the Black Lake evaporating instantly due to the high temperature.

Large sheets of white mist evaporated from the lake, giving the night scene a strange haze.

Harry hid behind the boulder, the sweat on his forehead forming a flowing stream.

He felt as if he was in a sea of ​​fire, and the heat was unbearable.

Although his body had not yet come into direct contact with the flames, the scorching temperature already made his skin ache, as if it would be ignited at any time.

Harry looked up at the direction where the fire dragon was circling, and cold sweat slid down his forehead. He quickly noticed that the fire dragon suddenly turned around in the air and rushed towards the boulder where he was with a blazing wave of air.

"Damn it!"

Harry cursed under his breath and hurriedly took out a bottle of black and green potion from his pocket.

The liquid in the bottle was turbid and emitted a disgusting smell.

He stared at the potion, a trace of hesitation flashing in his eyes, as if he was weighing the cost.

However, faced with the deadly threat coming towards him, he finally gritted his teeth, prepared to twist off the cap of the bottle and drink the potion in one gulp.

Just when he was about to drink it, a low and cold voice came from behind the boulder, with a hint of teasing and ridicule.

"Oh~, isn't this our Dark Lord?"

Devereaux's voice seemed to have a venomous sting, and every word seemed to be sarcastic.

"What's wrong, Potter? Hiding here, do you think it would be more comfortable to be warmer?"

Harry's hand suddenly stopped, and his eyes vigilantly swept in the direction of the sound.

He clenched his wand and tried to identify Deveraux's position. However, Deveraux did not give him any chance to fight back.

"Shatter into pieces!"

Deveraux's spell, with a fierce force, instantly hit the boulder behind Harry.

Bang——

The huge explosion sounded through the night sky, shaking the surrounding air as if it trembled.

Harry only felt a tingling in his eardrums, followed by the sound of "crashing" of falling rubble.

His shelter collapsed instantly, and the huge rock broke into pieces, turning into countless fragments and burying him.

"Ah——!"

Harry screamed, and before he could react, he was crushed to the ground by countless rubble.

The pile of rubble lay quietly in place, and only the low hum of the night wind blowing across the lake was heard around.

Deveraux stood aside, patted the dust off his body, and looked at the scene in front of him with complicated eyes.

A trace of silence appeared on his face, as if he felt some inexplicable regret for the upcoming victory.

"I'm sorry, Harry, but you were devoured by Voldemort, so I can only clean up the mess."

Before he finished speaking, there was a slight vibration on the ground.

"Huh?"

Deveraux frowned, held his wand tightly, and looked around vigilantly.

The vibration became stronger and stronger, and the gravel under his feet began to tremble slightly, making a "crackling" sound.

"What's going on?!"

Before he could react, a thick black fog suddenly surged out of the rubble and rushed towards Deveraux.

The black fog brought a biting chill, as if it instantly drained the temperature around it.

Deveraux couldn't help but take a step back, staring at the black fog with his eyes.

He could even vaguely see a twisted face in the depths of the black fog roaring at him ferociously, and it was Harry's appearance!

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