The shooting practice that Sean had practiced hard during the summer vacation came into effect. Alecto Carlo screamed and fell to the ground, but Sean did not hesitate. He held the pistol firmly and emptied the bullet directly at the woman.

folder.

Even though it was a miniature pistol, the sound of gunfire close to his ears still made Sean's eardrums buzz.

This made it difficult for Sean to hear what was going on next to him.

When facing Sean's enemies, Dave's violent character was fully demonstrated. Even the Curly Winged Demon, which was only a month old after being hatched, directly withstood Amycus Carlo's hurried demon attack.

curse.

The spell hit Dave, but the Curlwing Demon's extremely high magic resistance only made it let out a slightly painful scream. Then, Dave's eyes became scarier and the mutated red pattern on its tail suddenly lit up.

stand up.

Before he could cast the second spell, Amycus saw that his eyes were shrouded in darkness. It was a bloody mouth full of fangs, and he couldn't even scream.

Amycus's voice was blocked in the throat that Dave was biting tightly, and there was a gurgling sound of blood bubbles bursting in the throat.

His hands gradually became weak and the magic spell fell to the ground.

Amycus Carlo's last remaining consciousness was the unparalleled pain, as his skull was severely bitten to pieces.

he died.

While enduring the ringing in his ears, Sean quickly took off the magazine and replaced it with a new one.

"Dave, don't eat that thing. You'll get diarrhea if you eat this idiot's brain."

He shouted to the Winged Demon, who was lying on Amycus's body that was no longer moving.

Dave turned his head, and its mouth was stained blood red, with white bone fragments and flesh sticking to its gleaming sharp teeth.

Dave reluctantly glanced at Amycus's broken head. It spread its wings and flew towards Sean, quickly circling around him.

Sean walked up to Alecto. The woman fell on her back on the ground, her pupils had begun to blur, and the fatal injury was a bullet hole in her forehead.

Sean, who was born into a wealthy family and had never killed a chicken before, let alone killed, suddenly felt a huge vomiting sensation.

But Sean's eyes remained calm, he covered his mouth, and then raised his pistol towards Alecto's body.

"Bang!" "Bang!" He added two more bullets to the left and right sides of the opponent's chest.

Then, Sean returned to Amycus's body. He wanted to ensure that these two bastards had no chance of being rescued.

Amycus's death was much more miserable. The red and white things above his neck were mixed together, and the smell of blood and the smell of damp earth rushed into Sean's nose.

"Well..." His stomach churned violently, and then he couldn't help but bend down.

Sean straightened up weakly after vomiting all his dinner.

Then, Sean steadily raised his hand and fired two more shots at the left and right sides of the opponent's chest.

"Shit." He looked coldly, took out a handkerchief and wiped the corners of his mouth vigorously.

Outside Hogwarts Castle, two figures emerged from a hole.

"Dumbledore is indeed old, and he didn't even notice us." Quirrell grinned, and the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, who was originally a bit dull and timid, completely changed his appearance.

Beside him, a man with a gloomy expression and increasingly cold eyes appeared. He had a tall hooked nose and long greasy black hair.

"You are too impulsive and underestimate Dumbledore." He said coldly.

"Impulsive?" Quirrell showed a malicious smile, "Severus, have you forgotten that you were the one who was discovered?"

Snape took out his wand, then pressed it hard on Quirrell's neck. He said word for word: "If you weren't such a fool, I wouldn't even need to change my identity."

"What about the Philosopher's Stone?" Quirrell's voice was hoarse when he was poked by the wand, but he did not resist, with a crazy color in his eyes, "Severus, the great Dark Lord sent you to monitor me, but his loyal

The servant has proven himself."

"It's you, Severus." Quirrell laughed nervously, "You messed up the Dark Lord's mission."

"I created such a good opportunity for you, but you can't even get the Philosopher's Stone that the Dark Lord wants?"

Snape took a step closer, his hooked nose almost touching Quirrell's eyes.

"Then do you understand that when you used that flame, Grindelwald had already discovered your identity!"

"Ha-" Quirrell stuck out his tongue and licked his lips vigorously, with a mocking look on his face, "So what? I was originally the spy sent by Grindelwald to Hogwarts, and I even sent the spy who could break through Hogwarts.

The Goblet of Fire restricted by Watts was handed over to me. What if he finds out that I have rebelled? Complain to Dumbledore?"

Quirrell raised his hands in a French military salute, and then showed an apologetic look. He whispered: "Oh, Dumbledore, I put a spy in your place, but he betrayed me. Please help me deal with him."

Let’s go~”

"Is this so?" He widened his eyes, opened his mouth, and laughed silently.

Snape's face was as dark as water. If he could, he really wanted this idiot to shut up his mouth forever.

Quirrell stretched out a finger and slowly pushed away Snape's wand. He straightened his collar: "Severus, you and I have both served Grindelwald, but in the end we chose to go to Grindelwald."

Great Dark Lord. Don’t you understand the reason?”

He gave a sarcastic sneer: "That old guy no longer has the coldness and courage of his youth. Only the Dark Lord can lead us to restart our glory, instead of allowing those dirty guys to sit on campus and learn magic."

An inexplicable look flashed in Snape's eyes. He slowly withdrew his wand and said in a deep voice, "Where will the Goblet of Fire teleport that boy?"

Quirrell licked his lips, with a fanatical look on his face: "The Dark Lord cast a spell on the Goblet of Fire, and his magic power is now comparable to Grindelwald! Originally, that cup was made by Grindelwald

I brought the Philosopher's Stone back to Nurmengard. However, the Dark Lord interfered with Grindelwald's magic, and the Goblet of Fire will transport people to other places."

As he spoke, he spat on the ground: "Grindelwald only has some magic power left, otherwise, the Goblet of Fire can directly transport people to the Dark Lord."

Snape's expression remained normal, and he raised his chin: "Then why did you teleport that kid away? I could have controlled him with the Imperius Curse without you having to do anything."

"Ha - you don't know?" Quirrell widened his eyes exaggeratedly and raised the corners of his mouth, "Didn't the Dark Lord tell you?"

"My mission is only to monitor whether you have second thoughts." Snape said stiffly.

"Oh~Severus, the Dark Lord has informed me."

Quirrell showed a crazy smile: "He will find another way to find the Sorcerer's Stone, but now, he wants the boy named Wallop!"

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