Harry Potter’s Raven’s Claw

Mike felt that his scalp was about to explode, and the shadow lying on the unicorn was definitely Voldemort!

Draco, who came later, was also taken aback, only to see him open his mouth in horror, staring blankly at the tragedy that was happening in front of him. Fang Fang, the hound who was with them, was also slumped on the grass in fright, his tail tucked between his legs, and he looked very scared.

Mike was afraid that Draco would scream, so he went up to cover his mouth and whispered in his ear: "Go back slowly, don't make any noise, understand?"

Draco, who felt his mouth covering his mouth, nodded, and Mike let go of the hand covering his mouth.

The two looked at each other and began to slowly back away. The two backed away extremely slowly, for fear that if they stepped a little bigger, they would attract the attention of the black figure not far away.

But just because Draco could understand Mike's words didn't mean Fang could understand.

Fang Fang, who was lying still on the ground just as frightened as Draco, suddenly got up and ran towards the direction they came from, bringing up a rustling noise.

This voice was especially obvious in the silent night, and the black figure turned to look at Mike.

"This dead dog! I must kill it and make soup when I go back!" Mike roared, "Wind Speed ​​Curse!"

Mike couldn't care about anything else, he cast a wind speed spell on himself, carried Draco and ran.

However, before Mike ran far, a hoarse voice came from behind him.

"There are many obstacles."

As soon as the words fell, Mike only felt that he hit an invisible wall, lost his balance and fell to the ground, and Draco didn't know where he was thrown.

"Wind Speed ​​Curse, you're a kid from the Caro family? Huh? No, the smell on you is...you're a mudblood!"

A hoarse voice came from behind Mike, and Mike, who heard the voice, only felt that his head, which had been hit by a star, was instantly awake.

I saw that Mike quickly raised his right hand, and the black thorn pear wood wand that had been flung away returned to Mike's hands almost instantly under the call of the Flying Spell that came with the combat wand cover.

"Burning flames!"

A woven white flame shot out from the tip of the black thorn pear wood wand, and the flame rose into the sky, drowning the black figure.

While trying to maintain the flame spell, Mike was thinking about how to escape. He knew that the flame spell wouldn't last long. Suddenly, a scream caught Mike's attention, it was Draco! The guy saw that he was confronting the black figure and turned his head and ran away!

Just when Mike lost his mind, the hoarse voice in the woven white flame sounded again, "Except your weapons!" This time, the voice was obviously angry.

A red glow flashed through the flames, and with the flame spell released by Mike, it flew towards Mike at a very fast speed. Mike's flame spell was almost vulnerable under the red glow.

"boom!"

Mike flew out in response. Although the wand was not knocked away by the disarming spell because of the wand sleeve, the black figure's disarming spell was obviously unusual, and the knockback effect alone knocked Mike away more than 3 meters away. .

Mike struggled to get up. Although his whole body was in severe pain, he might really die here if he didn't try his best.

At the critical moment, Mike only felt that something was hot in his chest, his magic perception became extremely clear, and the magic in his body seemed to sense the master's crisis and began to boil.

It seemed that something was guiding him, and the magic in his body began to arrange and combine in a unique way under the guidance of this mysterious power, forming a rune symbol and then rushing towards the black thorn pear wood wand.

Mike raised his wand by feel and shouted, "Burning flames!"

I saw a woven white fireball the size of an adult's head flying out of the black thorn pear wood wand.

"All protection!"

Looking at the fireball that is flying towards him,

The black figure also began to panic, the wand was waving in the air, and almost instantly drew a set of wonderful magic runes in the air. Wrapped up the black figure's body.

"boom!"

With a loud noise, the woven white fireball collided with the translucent shield fiercely.

Almost in an instant, the white transparent shield was shattered by the fireball. The violent shock wave knocked the black figure flying out.

The explosion of the Weaving White Fireball brought a little spark and ignited the trees around the two. The temperature of the Weaving White flame was extremely high, and the flame spread almost instantly.

Mike felt that he had no strength in his entire body, and the blow just now consumed almost all the magic in his body.

Fortunately, the effect of the wind speed spell was still there, and Mike Qiang struggled to escape in the direction they came from.

However, the battle is not over.

The black figure that was hit by the shock wave slowly climbed up, the black hood on his head was shattered by the explosion just now, and Quirrell's somewhat young face leaked out.

Seeing Mike fleeing backwards at a very fast speed, Quirrell struggled to get up to chase, but the severe pain in his right leg stopped him. His right leg was unfortunately broken in the explosion just now.

Just when Quirrell was at a loss, a cold, emotionless voice came from the back of Quirrell's head.

"Trash, let me come!"

"Yes Master."

A strange black mist floated out from the back of Quirrell's head, and soon covered Quirrell's body. Quirrell's expression immediately became dull, and his body stood up in an extremely twisted posture. Quirrell, no, it's time to call him Voldemort. Voldemort glanced at Mike's receding figure and raised his wand.

"Avada Kedavra!"

A green symbol of death streaks across the night sky, hitting Mike at a speed that is difficult for the human eye to detect.

At this time, Mike, who was running desperately, also seemed to sense the arrival of danger and turned his head to look behind him.

A touch of green gradually enlarged in Mike's pupils, and the green light accurately hit Mike's chest.

In an instant, the green light that hit Mike's chest exploded, and Mike flew upside down as if hit by a car in a Mercedes-Benz.

"Snapped."

Mike fell to the ground like a rag, he couldn't hear or feel anything now, and there was still a green tinge on his retina.

Gradually, Mike's consciousness began to become blurred.

Vaguely, Mike felt that someone was turning his body, but at this time Mike was powerless to resist.

After an unknown amount of time, the person who just flipped his body seemed to be gone, and Mike's consciousness finally fell into darkness.