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- The evening breeze was slightly chilly. Verne straightened his flowing hair and walked forward with some wandering thoughts, gradually getting away from the hustle and bustle behind. After a long time, he suddenly sighed
What he said just now, "Shut up forever", did not really mean to kill Deimos. After all, he is now half-affiliated with Dumbledore's faction because of the issue of Quirinas, and he also loves his job as a professor of magic literature. Naturally, he can't act rashly and hurt people's lives arbitrarily based on his mood, not to mention that he has no interest in killing in the first place, and he is not someone who acts impulsively.
As for why Verne said such doubtful words and even acted, he actually had other ideas. 20% of the reason was to scare the evil Mr. Carmichael, because Verne found out that the other party had He pushed to the stage not simply as a shield, but because he wanted all the nobles present to "witness" Oona's belonging; the other 20% wanted to test the attitude of the Tesheim clan, but the remaining six If it works, it¡¯s for Oona
The Carmichael clan has always belonged to the Illuminati, loving life and freedom, and hating killing, war, and black magic. Except for the time when the whole family participated in wars for the safety of the entire wizarding world, at other times they mostly stayed upright and did not easily Get involved in worldly strife. In addition, they are good at business and often perform charitable deeds, allocating large sums of money to help poor wizards and even Muggle families. It can be said that their good deeds go far and wide.
Therefore, now that Verne has acted with such impulsiveness and disregard for the lives of others, Mr. Carmichael will surely give some serious consideration to Oona's relationship with him.
"I just don't want to hurt her with my own hands" Verne thought so, but he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. Just like most ordinary people, even if he knew that the person he liked was not the person he loved, as long as he The thought of the possibility that the other person might change his feelings still made him feel depressed, which was why he left in a hurry before finishing the "play".
As the waiters bowed to say goodbye, Verne laughed at his own possessiveness as he slowly walked out of Tesheim's manor. Just as he walked dozens of yards, he was about to step onto the "Anti-Phantom" The moment he was outside the "Transformation Barrier", five green beams of light struck him from the surrounding corners!
In a moment, Verne cast a "wind spell" on himself. His figure seemed to be floating in the air, narrowly avoiding the magic that was attacking him, and he summoned a silver shield with a snap of his fingers.
Verne frowned, a little annoyed at his lack of concentration just now. Then, he looked around and found that he was now surrounded by the enemy, and five figures densely covered by black robes were approaching him.
"The dignity of the family cannot be insulted" said one of the tallest and tallest men in black robes.
"The young master hopes you die." Another shorter man in black robe answered.
"Young master of the family?" Verne raised his left eyebrow and immediately thought of Deimos. Trimbu, but then he shook his head slightly and concentrated on facing the invading enemy.
But before he could make the next move, Verne suddenly heard a hoarse inhalation and felt a chill in his body. At the same time, the surrounding light seemed to be weakening rapidly.
"Dementors? No" The surprise flashed away, and he immediately overturned this guess, because according to the records in the book "Dangerous Races and Creatures", it is impossible for dementors to perform magic.
But what followed was that Verne's mood gradually hit rock bottom. Frustration, pain, hesitation, and even the depression just now flooded into his brain like waves. Afterwards, he quickly suppressed his turbulent mentality, turned his wand, and shouted: "Call the gods to protect you!"
The dazzling light suddenly shined, and three of the men in black robes covered their eyes and retreated. A silver raven with a proud and fierce appearance spread its wings from the tip of Verne's wand, circling and flying beside him. .
"Spiritual blasphemy!" The tall, thin man in black robe shouted, and a gray beam of light suddenly hit Verne's patron saint. At the same time, as he shouted, as if blowing the horn of attack, the other four men in black robes also used their own methods to attack from the side.
"The skin and flesh wither!"
"Decay breathes!"
The two magics collided with the silver shield almost in no particular order. The silver shield seemed to be polluted and its brilliance dimmed. In this regard, Verne did not show any anxiety, he just raised his wand to his chest like a sword, and then a white-gold light wrapped around it, and tongues of fire loomed nearby, intersecting with the moonlight hanging above, It seems to be swallowing up the vertical silvery light.
Next, three more rays of black magic flew from the side, but due to the strong positive energy interference from the surroundings, they melted away without a trace before they flew three feet away from Verne, like snow exposed to the sun. In addition, the silver shield and raven guarding Verne also glowed brighter.
The sound of three of the men in black robes breathing inIt gets louder and louder, and the asthma-like tone seems to drive away all peace and joy. Even with the separation of the guardian raven, it cannot completely block these effects.
Under the dazzling light, Verne keenly noticed that the exposed palms of the three wizards were as pale and rotten as if they had been soaked in water for many days, with a few spots of corpses mixed in. He couldn't help but doubt again. Their relationship with the Dementors.
Verne waved his wand in the air, and the white-gold light was like a long winding dragon. The body rolled towards the short and stocky black-robed man, and then the tail swung towards the wizards who were suspected of being dementors.
At this moment, Verne's mood seemed to be covered with a layer of gray gauze, becoming increasingly gloomy and gloomy. However, he did not strengthen the magic power given to the patron saint because of this. He just lowered his mind and narrowed his eyes dangerously.
"I don't know who you are." Verne's eyes suddenly opened again, and the divine light contained in them suddenly appeared. The wand flicked like lightning, making a harsh whistling sound, and then countless beams of light flew together, "But, Dear gentlemen, please make up your mind"
"Have you said goodbye to the future?"
Dust and mist surged, and muffled sounds were heard everywhere. The magic of the five men in black robes, whose strength was comparable to that of Deimos, was dispersed. Then two of the dementor-like wizards were pierced through the chest by a platinum-colored beam of light. He passed by and fell backwards. Before it hit the ground, it turned into two wisps of black smoke and dispersed, leaving not even a body behind. As for the last one, his wand was shot down by Verne, and then he was surrounded by the Raven Patronus. He could only fend off left and right in embarrassment, and let out a sharp and painful gasp.
In addition, the two men in black robes, tall and short, had their wands and right hands broken by magic. Blood dripped down their arms, but they could not be rescued immediately to stop the bleeding because they had no idea when they were attacked by two people. A huge piece of earth and stone is tightly grasped in the palm of the hand.
It turns out that during the flash of lightning and thunder just now, Verne not only attacked and drove the patron saint to move, he even secretly used deformation to capture two opponents.
Verne looked back at the location of the manor and found that the previous fight seemed to have disturbed many people. Now there were several footsteps approaching. He immediately rubbed his fingers together and rolled two white ribbons to the top and bottom respectively. Around the body and even the mouth of the short black-robed man, the Raven Patron Saint raised his head and groaned silently, turning into a white rope and wrapping around the last black-robed man. Immediately afterwards, he raised his wand, and the three of them followed his pace and quickly left the "Anti-Apparition Barrier" together, and disappeared without a trace in the next moment.
Ten seconds later, several figures hurriedly appeared at the place where Verne originally fought, holding their wands tightly and looking around cautiously.
At the same time, next to a small coastal village in southern England, the originally quiet scene was broken by the sudden appearance of Verne and others, startling countless sleeping birds.
Verne first walked towards the wizard with dementor abilities that he was most interested in. As soon as he got close, he felt a chill in his heart, but he didn't care so much. With a finger of his wand, the brim of his broad cloak suddenly flew up. Revealing a face with dull eyes, huge lips, and mutilated flesh.
"The Inferi?" Verne raised his eyebrows with interest, and a beam of light suddenly hit the black-robed man's shin, only to find that the other party didn't respond at all, and his eyes were still blank.
"Interesting, interesting!" Verne, who forgot everything in the world as soon as he entered the research state, used his wand like a blade, and was about to break open the wizard's robe that the other party was wearing to find out, but he suddenly caught a glimpse of the man in black robes. There was a faint gray mist spreading outward. He cautiously stepped back a few steps and cast a few poison filtering spells. However, after a moment, he realized that he had thought wrong. The gray mist was not flying poisonous smoke, but poisonous smoke. Fangzheng's body gradually dissipated.
Verne continuously used magic to nourish life, trying to prevent the death of the man in black robe, but unfortunately it was in vain, and he could only watch the man in black robe pass away.
Immediately afterwards, a warning sign suddenly occurred in his heart. He hurriedly looked back and saw that the bodies of the other two men in black robes were swelling more and more, making whimpering sounds. During the struggle, the tied ribbons were stretched out. Deep traces.
"Damn it!" Verne cursed secretly, and with the pointing of his wand, various first aid spells were injected into the two people's bodies. However, he soon discovered that with his rich knowledge, he could not identify what kind of magic was in the other person's body, and the rhythm of magic within it. Although it is slow, it is sinister and latent and difficult to remove in a short time. In terms of subtlety, it is even better than many dark magics that Voldemort is familiar with in the Soul film.
In desperation, Verne flicked his magic wand, and the ribbon that originally blocked the mouths of the two men in black robes broke, and a shrill howl broke through the dark night sky.
¡°Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Why, why!¡±
Verne turned a deaf ear to their miserable howls, and just asked loudly: "Tell me who sent you, and I will avenge you!"
But in a moment, I came backAll he had was two disgusting bursts and a cloud of blood mist
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