This Hogwarts is not normal

Chapter 84 I'm not Wayne, I'm Malfoy!

"puff--"

The bullet hidden in the shoulder with the Disguise Charm was forced out by the grinning Quirrell.

He stood up slowly and drew a semicircle in front of him with his wand.

Snape's pupils shrank, "Who the hell are you!"

What answered him was a tall tree riddled with holes and uprooted.

"Shen Feng Wu Ying——"

As soon as the wand came into contact with the flying tree, it was cut in half from the middle.

Vincent turned slightly to avoid half of them, and aimed his gun at Quirrell's lower body.

"Chirp——"

"Boom——"

The sound of impact masked the sound of silenced gunfire.

This completely invisible bullet hit the left thigh close to the knee.

A pair of breathtaking eyes looked down.

No blood flowed from the wound, and Quirrell seemed to enjoy the pain very much.

Such a strong aura of dark magic made Snape frown.

"who are you!"

Quirrell did not answer, but bowed politely and issued an invitation to a wizard duel.

The two gunshot wounds to his shoulder and thigh did not seem to affect his movements.

"No bleeding, no feeling..."

Vincent, who was secretly analyzing, saw Snape holding up his wand and planned to enjoy their duel.

The first mover, Quirrell, waved his wand horizontally, and a small swamp appeared where Snape had been standing just now.

There's no spell, it's transfiguration.

Snape, who was running and chanting a curse, could only cut through the flames surrounding Quirrell.

The hand that was not holding the wand actually held the flame in its palm.

Quirrell blew a breath and threw out a fire ball that expanded rapidly as if it had hit a flammable object.

Under the firelight, Snape flicked his wand and lifted up a large piece of soil to resist.

After that, countless fallen leaves floated up.

"Armor for protection -" He turned around and leaned his back against the soil to protect himself from the fallen leaves flying in the sky.

Quirrell was approaching step by step, the wand in his hand constantly directing attacks.

Snape, who was at a disadvantage, looked ugly.

Facing this mysterious man with powerful magic, he couldn't even resist effectively.

"who are you!"

The third question ushered in a more intensive attack.

Several seemingly ordinary fallen leaves slipped into the small gap that the iron armor spell could not cover.

The black robe on Snape's body was cut open, and warm blood seeped out.

Even if Voldemort borrows Quirrell's body, he can easily suppress him.

Even the hidden muzzle was ignored as if it didn't exist.

Vincent clutched the pistol tightly.

Can the savior Harry Potter really defeat the resurrected Dark Lord?

His eyes moved to the silver-white unicorn lying on the ground, severely injured.

"Chirp——"

An invisible bullet flew towards the cloak, causing the fallen leaves to stop in mid-air like a signal.

Voldemort did not avoid it, but it was just suspended in front of him.

Even if he couldn't see anything, he knew there was something here.

Quirrell's wand was raised into the air.

His eyes were cold, and he summoned a large, irregularly shaped flame with a contemptuous smile.

This curse was so fast that Snape, who was surrounded by fallen leaves, had just escaped, and the violent flames were already burning the earth.

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"Solve a——"

Voldemort moved his green alder wand sideways.

Two small black balls rolled down at his feet.

"Avada——"

The smoke formed after the explosion enveloped his entire body.

Snape looked at the figure in the sea of fire.

There is no way to resist the severe fire curse. The only way to stand in it physically is a fire-proof potion that is extremely difficult to prepare.

"Batman——"

He whispered the name softly, making sure that the person who disappeared after walking out of the sea of fire was not an enemy.

"You need to give me an explanation."

Vincent didn't answer.

"Tsk, tsk." Snape looked longingly at the shrinking smoke mass inside.

He wants to uncover the identity of this mysterious man, and Batman can't escape either.

But Voldemort didn't think so.

After a few powerful spells, Quirrell's body could no longer support it.

"Damn bat—"

As the owner of the body said, running away was forced by the situation and required patience in order to be resurrected.

But before that, the Dark Lord had to slip out of his posture.

The smoke that shrinks within a certain range quickly explodes in a wider range.

Those irregular-shaped fierce fires rose high like a tsunami.

Snape half-closed his eyes, gritted his teeth and turned to face the pouring sea of fire.

Vincent could vaguely see a figure in the smoke.

If his guess is true, making such a big noise before escaping must be for the blood of the unicorn.

Voldemort didn't run a few steps when he was shot in the back.

"Chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp—"

After emptying the magazine, Vincent put away his gun and replaced it with a dagger disguised as a wand.

The Disguise Curse has one drawback, and that is that it will be lifted by the Appearance Curse.

But it doesn't matter now.

As long as he didn't kill the unicorn and drink the blood, Quirrell would probably no longer be able to use magic as before, given the condition of his body.

Wearing a gas mask with goggles and holding a fifteen-inch wand, Vincent was exposed to Voldemort, who had received three bullets.

"Oh it's you--"

The third Occlumency Master at Hogwarts is actually a young wizard who has just entered school.

It is impossible for Muggles to be exposed to magic before entering school, so the only explanation is innateness.

"Avada——"

His wand glowed green again.

But Vincent did not retreat, and waved his wand disguised as a dagger forcefully.

Voldemort was very confident, at least before tonight.

The severed half of the wand was still flashing green light.

"——Death!"

Using a damaged wand as a medium will definitely have incalculable consequences.

The air at their center was instantly blown open by uncontrollable magic.

Both of them were thrown away at the same time.

Vincent was wearing a body armor, and his chest, which faced the explosion, and his back, which hit a tree trunk, were both fine.

But it's hard to say that Voldemort fell like a rag doll.

He stood up limply, half of his cloak was torn off, revealing an extremely terrifying eye.

This emotionless eye took a deep look at Vincent who was struggling to get up.

"Don't even think about leaving!"

He stretched out his hand to hold the wand shot by the opponent, and summoned back the half-length alder wand that fell on the ground with his other hand.

Under the gaze of Snape, who was trying to deal with Li Huo, and Vincent who was running towards him, Quirrell's body gradually decomposed into black mist.

"Back to you!"

The dagger disguised as a wand was inserted behind Vincent who was squatting on the spot.

The black smoke was like an invisible object, quickly disappearing into the deepest part of the forbidden forest.

Voldemort ran away again.

It ran quite neatly.

"Wayne!" Snape shouted.

He stood up slowly, as if he wanted to catch someone regardless of the fire.

"I'm not him!"

Vincent drawled, "I'm Malfoy—Draco Malfoy!"

Seeing that there was no movement from the other party, he took a step forward arrogantly.

"Professor, I will definitely bring reinforcements back."

Snape's lips trembled as he watched him swagger away.