Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

"I'm so toxic..."

The faint light rising into the sky was like a knife cutting butter, easily splitting Hogwarts and Wang Xuebin's stone chair in half.

Under the damage of these two magical supplies, the bowl-shaped barrier of Hogwarts was turned upside down, and without waiting for others to attack, it directly cracked into pieces, turning into silver stars and dissipated.

In such a terrifying scene, not only the Death Eaters were stunned, but even Wang Xuebin and Voldemort were stunned, staring at the faint light, their hearts were indescribable.

"This...what is this..."

The faint light slowly dissipated, and the towering Gryffindor Tower smashed the Hogwarts atrium into ruins because it was cut in half.

The astronomical tower and the owls raise the tower, one of which was broken the foundation and the other had its ceiling peeled off. The panicked owls flapped their wings and fled in panic to the place where the disaster occurred.

The auditorium was crushed by the falling astronomical tower and brought down the Ravenclaw Tower. The circular dome of the principal's office was smashed to pieces.

A bald phoenix was thrown on the shelf. Not knowing what happened, but was thrown into the night sky with birds and racks and smashed towards the Quidditch Stadium.

In just less than a minute, the Hogwarts Castle, which had been standing for thousands of years, turned into ruins. The dust scattered, mixed with the fragments of the building, swept towards the surroundings in a vast way.

The Death Eaters in the distance trembled after seeing this scene. It was not until this time that they truly realized that they were facing such a terrifying existence.

Especially Luke Wood, who was already collapsed on the ground at this time, his mask hung around his neck in a mess, his face turned blue and white, and a stinky smell could be faintly smelled in the air.

Obviously, our former Director of the Mysterious Things Department was not ready to face this powerful enemy.

"...this...this is Dumbledore..."

A shrill roar sounded, and a clamor instantly caused a noise. Voldemort, who was in charge, looked red in his eyes at the direction where the faint light was coming, and his teeth were chewing.

"You are delaying time!!"

"call..."

He raised his hand and summoned a strong wind, blowing away the sweeping dust, then took a step forward, and a magic text with golden light lit up at his feet.

"That's right! I'm just delaying time..."

As he said that, Wang Xuebin raised his head, looked at Voldemort whose fear had not dissipated in his eyes, and said loudly:

"...The school has left three people, I, Dumbledore, and Professor Minerva, I am responsible for delaying your time... Where are they?"

The magic text under my feet became brighter and brighter, like a fuse, connecting other magic texts arranged in advance.

One after another, the demonic texts lit up one after another, illuminating the dim sky. Various demonic texts with mysterious beauty were connected into a dazzling triangle. As soon as they rushed upwards, a barrier of a pyramid structure rose up, banning him and the invading Death Eaters.

Mysterious demonic texts slowly moved up the pyramid surrounded by light. Among the shocking expressions of the Death Eaters, the pyramid has added billions of details.

A Death Eater didn't understand why, so he raised his wand and waved it hard at the pyramid cage. A green light hit the barrier, splashing ripples.

But the spell did not disappear, but refracted along a predetermined angle like light hitting into the mirror.

"ah..."

A Death Eater who was unfortunately suffering let out a painful wail, covering his broken wrist, blood gushing.

No one cared about the unlucky Death Eater, especially Voldemort, who felt more and more palpitations. He looked at the direction where the faint light shot, his face became increasingly ugly.

"Gu Yi!!!"

"I'm here~"

Seeing the cage complete, Wang Xuebin shook his neck, moved his muscles and bones slightly, and looked at Voldemort and the Death Eaters not far away and walked over slowly.

"Are you really going to go against me?!!"

Voldemort gritted his teeth and asked word by word. His hands holding the wand were slightly white, and a stream of air around him kept spinning around him.

This is a manifestation of magic power that is irritating to the extreme.

“…It’s time…”

As he said that, Wang Xuebin shook his right hand and a fifteen-inch elderberry wand appeared in his hand.

"...Do you think there is any room for relief between us?"

He raised his hand and a sharp sharp light attacked the crowd opposite. As the sharp lights raged, the Death Eaters who could not even blink were cut in half.

"Come on... there is only one way to get out of this cage, that is, kill me, if you can..."

The bloody momentum was unrestrained and erected, impacting the nerves of every Death Eater. They even felt that compared to the teacher opposite, they were like a white lotus, weak and pitiful...

"...Come on, let me see your ability, what does it give you the courage to stand in front of me!"

After the words came to an end, Wang Xuebin, who was walking slowly, stepped out and turned into a ray of blue smoke and swept towards the place where the Death Eaters were.

Wherever they passed, blood surging, and the Death Eaters who had lost their courage were like a lamb with a neck slaughter, without any resistance.

"Damn it!!! Gu Yi, you deserve to die!"

With a loud shout, Voldemort raised his wand and stabbed his black demon mark hard. All the Death Eaters with the black demon mark on their wrists were inflicted with severe pain.

The Death Eaters here, under the stimulation of the sting, finally realized their situation and fought hard.

The other team of Death Eaters, who had last hopes by Voldemort, did not lead the captured hostages here as he imagined.

He suddenly realized that an accident happened to another team led by Malfoy, and the trouble was so big...

......

"...Help...my legs seem to be broken..."

"...Uhhhh... My arm is dislocated..."

"...Professor...Professor...Wake up...Here is someone...Professor Horas fainted..."

"...Oliver...Oliver Where are you? Tell me you are still alive!"

Crying, wailing, and help sounded, and even with the help of the house-elf, the teachers and students of Hogwarts still suffered heavy losses.

Three cars were directly blown into fireballs, the whereabouts of the two professors were unknown, nearly half of the students were injured, and a small number of students escaped the threat of the carriage, but failed to escape the misfortune that fell from the sky and was thrown into meat filling...

"Quick, everyone is on guard, the danger has not been lifted yet..."

Professor Sprout shouted loudly to remind him that the wand in his hand was tightly clamped and his eyes were looking around uneasy.

Suddenly, she seemed to see something, her cheeks, covered in cold sweat, turned pale in an instant, and her voice was extremely desperate.

"Photo...dement!!!"