The one-eyed witch looked both alive and dead. She forced her remaining eyeball back into its socket, unaware of the rotting flesh and blood that was constantly falling off her face.

She gave a sharp laugh, like a hoarse crow: "He? Little girl, it seems that you have already found someone you like... However, I like you very much, so that's fine, you go kill your person, and I will How about sparing your life?"

The silver-haired girl's expression remained cold and unwavering. She glanced at him with emotionless eyes: "Have you ever been liked by no man?"

The one-eyed witch's eyeballs jumped several times, physically, and her voice suddenly became vicious and cruel: "Little girl, do you know who you are talking to?"

"The famous Bulgarian dark wizard Daya Rom in the fifteenth century..." Stephanie calmly announced a name.

"When you were young, you liked a man, but he didn't like you at all, so you killed him, but during the fight you were hit by a curse and lost an eye forever - from that time on, you You embarked on a journey to torment wizards. In recorded incidents, you killed more than twenty young lovers. Your biggest characteristic was that you learned the woman’s spell, and then used this spell to kill her lover with your own hands in front of the woman.”

Stephanie explained the information calmly, her eyes looking at the one-eyed witch without any fluctuation.

Most of the deeds of a wizard who died at the end of the 15th century were recorded in various unofficial histories, but Stephanie got the information about him after just observing for a moment.

Daya Rom smiled like an old gramophone just fished out of the swamp, stained with rancid smell, mud, and poisonous gas: "What a lovely little girl. It seems that you like history very much?"

Stephanie just raised her wand calmly: "It looks like you've been resurrected in a weird way. It's really disgusting."

The one-eyed witch's laughter became more sinister and harsh: "Little girls nowadays don't even have the most basic respect for their predecessors... He is right, the world needs to be reborn, it needs to be destroyed and then rebuilt..."

Before she finished speaking, the one-eyed witch's eye twitched in its socket again. She seemed to have received some kind of signal and immediately jumped back.

The space she had been standing in shattered like a mirror.

Daya Rom was not surprised but overjoyed: "Wonderful spell, I smell the combination of space spell and cutting spell, and your wand is very interesting, oh, I like it so much..."

Stephanie's attack came again, and Daya Rom avoided it again. This time, her speed was slightly slower. When she moved back, a section of her withered white hair was completely cut off, and then it turned into Section after section of hair quickly turned into powder.

"Little girl, you are a genius, I like people like you... Hahaha." Daya Rom laughed nervously.

Stephanie never seemed to have mood swings. She just moved her wand in the direction it moved, and then continued to cast spells.

However, Daya Rom's strength was beyond expectations. She didn't even fight back. She kept dodging Stephanie's spells just by relying on the sensing of her one eye, without even using a defensive spell.

This powerful dark wizard who became famous in the 15th century showed his ability with ease. While constantly dodging Stephanie's attacks, she kept letting out shrill laughter: "It's too slow, this spell! It's so powerful. The magic spell you cast is so childish, it can exert more powerful power in my hands!"

"Little girl, as long as you listen to me, I can guarantee to keep your life!"

"You are still too young, inexperienced, and lack the necessary cruelty - you are just a man. You don't need to have any fluctuations in your heart when you give up."

She kept making all kinds of noises and seemed to be really attracted to Stephanie.

Stephanie's expression didn't change much from beginning to end, and she never stopped waving her wand.

The one-eyed witch Daya Rom finally became impatient, and she laughed sinisterly: "In that case, I will show you how huge the gap is between you and your predecessors."

After that, she took out a tattered, even moldy and cracked wand.

"That's how the magic spell should be used!" She screamed and widened her only eye, which almost made it fall out of its socket.

A sharp red light went straight towards Stephanie at an unimaginable speed.

The speed of this spell was so fast that Stephanie had difficulty reacting. If it weren't for the light that the light blue wand suddenly triggered on its own, she would have been hit by now.

Daya Rom jumped on the spot excitedly, her movements disgusting: "This wand is also very interesting. I like you even more, little girl, but -"

She laughed wildly and launched an even more ferocious attack, and the extremely fast spells struck one after another.

Stephanie didn't seem to be very good at dealing with this kind of fast attack. She retreated continuously, relying on the defense constantly inspired by the light blue wand to barely resist the opponent's attack.

"Little girl, I've given you a chance, don't let me down, old lady, hahahahahahahahahahaha--" Harsh laughter echoed in the night sky.

This seemed to be a fundamentally unbalanced contest, with Daya Rohm easily able to fend off Stephanie's attack, while the latter was left in a panic.

"If you are willing, I promise you, you can make the head of your favorite person into an air-dried work of art, and you can hug his head for the rest of your life, hahaha——" Daya Rom had the upper hand. There was no sign of letting Stephanie go. Her attacks never stopped, and she kept saying all kinds of disgusting words.

Stephanie stepped backward step by step and had already exited the bridge connecting Hogsmeade, with a dark path behind her.

"You are very talented, but you are still too young. For example, with this magic spell, you can predict the position behind me -" Daya Rom was sure of victory, and even taught Stephanie during the attack. .

Stephanie finally showed an unhappy expression: "You talk a lot."

"Oh?" Daya Rom sneered, "Because I like an interesting little girl like you, hahahaha."

"Someone likes me, can you please stop liking me? It's so disgusting." Stephanie's brows furrowed a little more.

Daya Rom's face became even colder, and she sneered: "Today's young people have nothing but a mouth."

"You don't need to worry about me. Besides, you don't deserve to like me or teach me." Stephanie calmly said the most hurtful words.

Daya Rom's voice finally filled with anger: "I advise you not to be ignorant of good and evil. When Master Haierbo comes completely, all those who oppose him will only die. I am saving you, haha."

Stephanie, who had been retreating, suddenly stopped. She waved her wand to draw away a sharp spell: "It's so annoying..."

"Oh? Are you ready to fight me to the death? Or are you ready to be obedient?" Daya Rom seemed very confident. Of course, the two of them fought for nearly ten minutes, and she had an overwhelming advantage.

Stephanie looked back and saw that there was a large mud puddle there. If she stepped into it again, mud would be splashed all over her body.

"Daya Rom...you do have the ability to communicate with yourself. Your resurrection seems to hide many secrets, and your spells are also released in the form of a living being. However, your strength is stronger than what is recorded. Quite a bit, did Halpo give you something? Or did you bring it with your half-baked resurrection?" Stephanie frowned slightly.

She was not talking to the one-eyed witch, but to herself.

"Haha, I can teach you this later." Daya Rom showed an evil smile, and then raised his wand high.

However, no magic spell was issued this time, and her remaining eye saw black, rotten "pieces of flesh" sliding down from above.

Daya Rom raised her head in confusion. At some point, her wand and one of her hands all turned into pieces, and then fell down weakly.

"You..." She made a voice like an old-fashioned bellows.

Stephanie just gave her a calm look and didn't even wave her wand.

More "meat pieces" peeled off and fell from Daya Rom's body in a strange way. There was a brief sluggishness, replaced by unbearable pain.

"Ah - ah - you, what did you do to me?!" Daya Rom wanted to cover her wound, but she was horrified to find that she could no longer do it.

Her two hands and two feet have all been cut into "meat slices" of even thickness.

No blood flowed out, and the dark green blood was sealed in the cross section, but the pain would not be frozen.

Stephanie looked at the howling Daya Rom - only a torso was left in the latter.

She nodded thoughtfully: "You can feel the physical pain... Apart from the disgusting appearance, you seem to be completely resurrected."

"You, you..." Daya Rom simply couldn't understand why the little wizard who had been forced back by him just now could do all this in a way that he couldn't understand at all.

Could it be that...she was just pretending everything before? Impossible, how could such a young wizard possess such powerful power? Is she just testing my background?

Stephanie seemed to have read through the other person's thoughts. She nodded gently: "Well, I'm experimenting. Sean asked me to help, so I think it's better to stay alive. By the way, when I see my boyfriend later , can you tell the truth?"

"You..." The words were cut off.

Daya Rom's tongue was also cut into "pieces of flesh."

Stephanie waved the wand lightly, and the pieces of meat belonging to the tongue floated and gathered together. She said calmly: "I'll keep it for you. I'll cure it for you later. Sorry to bother you."

The parts belonging to the limbs turned into powder, and the silver-haired girl used her wand to "lift" the witch with only her torso and tongue remaining, and carefully stepped over the mud puddles on the road, heading towards Hogsmeade.

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"Follow the professor! Assist in defense! Attack again if you have a chance!"

Hogwarts Castle was also attacked. Attackers appeared silently inside the heavily guarded castle. They seemed to have come out of the wall, followed by earthquake-like shaking.

The professors led some students to guard various parts of the castle, making all preparations the moment the mutation occurred.

However, the attackers who appeared were powerful, and they had been prepared for a long time. They launched a fierce attack as soon as they emerged from the crack.

Suddenly, Hogwarts Castle was filled with all kinds of explosions and shouts.

"Back!" Daisy grabbed a fourth grade student by the collar and pulled him back, avoiding an attacking curse.

"Thank you, thank you, Senior Sister Potter." The fourth-year boy who was held back gasped and quickly thanked him.

"Don't be nervous, follow the actions Sean taught you - protect yourself first."

"Well - be careful!" As soon as the boy nodded, he saw the light behind Daisy flicker and shouted immediately.

Although Senior Daisy is number one in the fifth grade, she is rarely seen taking action... For a moment, despair even appeared in the boy's eyes.

Can't hide anymore...

A bright but gentle light enveloped everyone.

The huge silver fire dragon suddenly filled the wide corridor, and the struggling professors and students suddenly felt the gentle power.

However, the Fire Dragon Patron Saint not only dispelled their fatigue and coldness, but even coated everyone with a layer of silver light.

A student not far away could not dodge. Seeing the enemy's light coming, he had no room to dodge. However, the sudden appearance of the silver light actually resisted the enemy's spell.

The same was true for the curse that attacked Daisy. The red light was swallowed up by the silver and gradually disappeared.

The fourth-grade boy was dumbfounded. He could be named, and of course he was an outstanding student under Professor Wallop. However, as he had also mastered the Patronus Charm, he never thought that the Patronus could have such a powerful use.

He couldn't help but look at Daisy, who looked alert but not nervous. This beautiful and lively senior sister was the goddess in the eyes of many boys.

However, the little white flower goddess often seems to play a lively and atmospheric... mascot role around Sean?

Everyone knew that her Silver Fire Dragon Patron Saint was very powerful, but they didn't expect it to be so powerful - her Patron Saint and I are not at the same level at all!

However, Daisy obviously didn't just know how to defend. Under the boy's surprised gaze, she came to the rear of the attacker in a blink of an eye.

The unlucky guy was hit by a red light before he could even react, and the dark wand came out of his hand.

Before he could turn around, the invisible sharp blade separated his limbs and cut him into a stick.

Putrid blood spilled out, Daisy frowned and didn't pay attention to her junior's horrified expression.

She had just noticed that these guys were half dead and half alive, and they had extremely strong recovery abilities.

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