Journey to the Wizarding World of Hogwarts

"He actually asked people to see if I was dead?!" Voldemort was furious, "That bastard! Does he know that he almost killed me!!!"

Roaring like this, Voldemort waved the wand in his hand, and all kinds of random spells fell at Robert's feet. Some were extremely powerful explosion spells, some were obstacle spells with no attack, and there were even some commonly used by little wizards like them. Grease curse.

Robert relied on his body skills and transformation skills to escape in a thrilling way. When he couldn't escape, he used Apparition to move in a small area.

Fortunately, his Disapparation was at full level, so he had no danger, but he couldn't do it as easily as Principal Dumbledore and Voldemort.

Sure enough, you still need to practice!

Robert wondered if he should find a table tennis transmitter and get a little more skilled...

"But it doesn't matter, I'm still alive now!" Voldemort smiled strangely, as if he wanted to show off his means of escape.

Seeing this, Robert had a thought, "Principal Dumbledore, now!"

After "hearing" these words, Voldemort's expression immediately changed, and his whole body turned into black mist and disappeared in place, trying to avoid the non-existent attack from behind.

Robert used the remaining magic breath to throw out a slowing spell. The next moment, a black smoke ball slowly emerged. The speed was slowed down by an unknown number of times until Voldemort's terrifying face appeared, and Robert's next demon appeared. The spell is also ready to be completed, it is the Patronus Charm!

The silver cat is like a little leopard, unafraid of hitting the powerful black wizard with its paw. Whether you admit it or not, white magic has a strong ability to restrain the black wizard. The cat's paw is in the eyes of ordinary little wizards. Come on, it's just a little bit of damage to the skin, but in Voldemort's view...

"Ah -" A shrill scream came from his air, and scorch marks appeared on the skin that had been scratched by sharp claws. There was black blood flowing out of his pale face, which looked extremely weird.

Seeing that his attack was effective, the silver cat continued his attack and slapped Voldemort's head with another claw.

This time the blood came from the top of my head.

Voldemort screamed again.

The silver kitten circled around Voldemort twice again, and pawed hard at his chest. Soon, Voldemort was scarred and looked very scary.

Very satisfied with his victory, the kitten meowed before disappearing into the air.

Robert cast the Slowing Curse again at the right time, and at this moment, another silver kitten approached nimbly along the shadow of the trees. The moment Voldemort let go of his face, it clawed his eyes!

"Ah -" Voldemort felt a burning pain in his eyes. In an instant, he lost sight, and everything in front of him seemed to be covered in smoke.

Robert couldn't help but feel ecstatic in his heart, "Well done! Hermione!"

Just when Voldemort lost sight and wanted to atomize away, Robert's slowing curse came again. A silver stag with incomparable momentum rushed into Voldemort, pushing him far away and hitting him. on a big tree.

What is surprising is that the big tree did not fall down, but stood straight on the spot. If you look closely, it seems that someone has cast a hardening spell on it.

Even though it looks like a giant tree, in fact it is as hard as steel of the same thickness.

Voldemort was knocked hard, and for a moment, anger filled his brain, and he started firing killing curses at the surroundings regardless.

Green light fell densely around them, and the faces of the little wizards changed drastically. Robert and Yuko quickly led everyone to stay away, for fear of being affected.

The killing curse lived up to its name of killing. After being hit by it, trees and rocks seemed to have been taken away from life. They quickly turned white and exploded, finally dissipating in the air.

Terrible destructive power.

This thought flashed through the little wizard's mind, and Voldemort, who was stunned by anger, was terrifying, and his magic power reserves were shocking. He had been venting for ten minutes without any sign of stopping. The little wizards were so worried. I can't sit still anymore.

"This is trouble." Robert said helplessly, "As expected of Voldemort, he can use such powerful magic attacks uninterrupted, and it seems that he can continue to use it."

Hermione looked worried, "He can't attack us from there, which means we can't attack him. Now, can't we even defeat him and make him stop?"

"Speaking of which..." Robert scratched his head with a strange expression, "We seem to have picked up some long-range attack weapons in the underground palace. I wonder if they can be used..."

Hermione was stunned for a moment, slapped her forehead, yelled, and then hurriedly rummaged through her backpack.

This can't be blamed on her not expecting it. In fact, Yuko and the others took out the bottle of mysterious potion before, causing their attention to be completely diverted. It was only now that they remembered that they seemed to have "picked up" some before. Bow and arrow.

I picked them up from the hands of those second-year middle school students. I think they must be some good things.

It would be great if it could be so powerful outside the spiritual world.

Robert thought so and saw Hermione taking out a crossbow.

Although bows and arrows may be more effective, unfortunately, neither of them is very proficient in bows and arrows. If they want to practice, it may take a long time to become familiar with them. The gain is not worth the loss, so they took away the crossbows.

Just aim and pull the trigger, it's simple and easy to operate, and the range is not short.

A small arrow pierced the air and directly hit the figure on the big tree, causing the dense curse to stop.

From a distance, Robert seemed to see Voldemort looking towards them. He quickly moved away with the others, and saw a group of black mist drifting towards their previous foothold.

Voldemort's eyes were attacked, and he could only vaguely see some light at this time. Not knowing that everyone had left, he made another operation on the air.

This gave Robert a bold idea.

Stretching out his hand, he motioned to Hermione to give him the crossbow arrow. Hermione looked at him worriedly, opened her mouth, and then whispered, "Be careful."

Robert made a no-questions-asked gesture, crouched down, and cast some protective spells on himself. He apparated near Voldemort, raised his hand and fired an arrow, disappearing again without hesitation.

When Voldemort heard the inaudible sound, he quickly shifted his gaze and looked at Robert. The direct result of this action was that he was hit in the eye socket.

The screams struck again, and Voldemort turned into smoke and disappeared, drifting toward the distant shrine.

He actually wanted to take the opportunity to slip away.