Hogwarts: Where the Pokémon Are

Chapter 117 Gryffindor Sword Saint Part 1

After Malfoy pushed Neville away, he no longer cared about this guy's life and death, and rushed deeper into the forest with Arbor Snake on his own.

His position was closer to Quirrell and Voldemort than Harry and the others, so he arrived here first.

He ran for about ten minutes. As soon as he rushed out, he saw a dark figure wrapped in a robe lying on a beautiful little unicorn, planning to do that to it.

How could Malfoy endure this!

You must know that since he raised the Arbor snake, his love for small animals has increased a lot. Not to mention that the unicorn thing is the same color as the fur on his head.

Malfoy immediately directed Arbor to attack.

"Arbo Snake, use the solution!"

The Arbor snake that was originally swimming around him launched a sneak attack without hesitation. A ball of purple liquid suddenly spat out like a mouthful of thick phlegm, interrupting Quirrell who was about to drink the unicorn's blood.

He had no choice but to give up drinking the unicorn's blood for the time being. He turned around and shot a magic spell to disperse the solution!

The blown venom fell on the ground, emitting terrifying white smoke.

"who is it?"

Quirrell lowered his voice, looked in the direction of the attack, and immediately spotted Malfoy's shadow.

This kid is still inexperienced. If Xia Lin was as old as him, the attacks would have continued one after another, at least he would not have exposed himself as soon as they started.

‘The Malfoy brat! ’

Under the black robe, Quirrell looked over with hatred.

'Since when did the Malfoys start playing righteous Aurors? ’

Although Quirrell was confused in his heart, the physical pain no longer allowed him to think too much. It would have been fine if Malfoy had come alone, but he still had his Pokémon with him.

This made Quirrell murderous.

"Black, dark wizard?" Malfoy was also dumbfounded.

He thought it was some kind of magical animal causing trouble, but he didn't expect it to be a dark wizard!

This was beyond his expectation, but when he thought of his Arbor snake, Malfoy gained confidence again.

"Abo Snake, continue the attack!"

The Arbo snake on the side immediately made an attack gesture.

Malfoy did not forget what he had learned, and immediately shouted: "The big snake glares!"

Arbosnake raised his body and pointed the pattern on his abdomen towards Quirrell. Quirrell, who had originally planned to cast the spell, felt his body tremble, and there was a tingling sensation in the joints all over his body!

"What's this?"

The feeling of paralysis was unpleasant, but it didn't stop him for long.

Compared to this small abnormal state, it was much more painful for him to be corroded by black magic and curses.

However, he had already endured all these pains, so how could he be knocked down by the paralysis?

Quirrell survived the paralysis, and when he stabbed the wand in his hand, a bolt of black magic flew towards Malfoy!

This is not a Pokémon battle, of course the wizard will be attacked first.

Malfoy seemed to be frightened by this attack. How could he have thought that this guy would attack the trainer without any moral ethics?

Fortunately, the Arbor Snake reacted in time, and immediately rushed over like a purple lightning bolt, wrapped its tail around Malfoy's ankle, and pulled the standing Malfoy down directly.

A powerful curse passed over Malfoy's head and hit a big tree behind him.

Snapped--

The tree trunk, which was thicker than him, was instantly blown to pieces.

Malfoy's face was now whiter than his hair.

who I am?

where am I?

What am I doing?

I must be stupid to think I can deal with a dark wizard!

Malfoy was still doubting life, but the smart Arbor already knew that they had to run away quickly.

It swung its tail at Malfoy's face, and the pain made Malfoy sober up. He jumped up in horror, picked up the Arbor snake with both hands and started running away.

"Abo Snake, run!"

The Arbo snake was held by him in the middle of its body, floating helplessly like a piece of seaweed...

Arbor Snake: If you weren't my trainer, I would bite you to death!

"Haha, where can you run to?" Quirrell sneered.

He raised his hand and cast another crushing curse!

The red curse flew away, chasing Malfoy's back, but this time, the brains of the Arbor snake in his hand were almost shaken, and even after spitting out several venom attacks, it was not hit to pieces. curse.

Seeing the attack approaching, Malfoy was not aware of it at all, and Arbor was already preparing to use his body to block the blow.

However, at this moment, Malfoy saw a dark figure rushing towards him.

He thought the dark wizard had some accomplices, and suddenly froze, not knowing what to do.

But the black shadow passed directly by his side, leaving only a familiar voice——

"Iai Slash!"

Neville was holding a wand, and his wand actually emitted a white light, like a blade!

The blade directly split the spell, but his wand was also completely shattered.

Chips of wood and tiny unicorn hairs fell through the air.

"Na, Neville?" Malfoy's voice was trembling.

He never dreamed that the cowardly Neville Longbottom would actually save him!

And in such a cool way!

But aren't you a wizard? Why use a wand as a sword to chop?

"Quick, run quickly -" Neville turned his head, his fat face looking like he was about to cry, "There is a distress signal!"

After seeing Neville, Malfoy was obviously a little calmer than before.

Quirrell didn't expect these two brats to be so able to hide. Perhaps it was because he was covered in debuffs at this time that he failed to kill them for a while and instead let them escape.

The two sides chased in the woods for a while.

Now Quirrell was in a dilemma.

Should we hunt down the two brats first, or drink the unicorn's blood first?

If he didn't catch them, he would be afraid that Dumbledore would arrive the next moment, but if he did, the unicorn's blood might not be enough to drink. If this opportunity is missed, the Forbidden Forest's defense will definitely be strengthened.

Quirrell had no time to wait for the next time. His health was deteriorating to the point where he could barely survive.

If this continues, he may die before Voldemort can be resurrected.

"Drink the unicorn's blood first!" Voldemort's hoarse voice sounded at the back of his head.

He must first ensure that Quirrell cannot die, otherwise he will have no choice but to return to the barren land where he came from and live an ignoble existence with those despicable rats.

That kind of feeling is not something people can bear!

"Obey my master!"

Quirrell immediately returned and ran towards the dying unicorn.

In fact, this option is no better than letting him die directly.

Unicorn blood is not that delicious to drink. It carries a terrifying curse that can make people suffer forever!

Maybe it would be easier to swallow a box of blades alive or take a few sips of scalding lava.

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