Chapter 39: Fierce battle

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

　　 Draco who rushed over was also taken aback. He opened his mouth wide in horror, staring blankly at the tragedy that was happening before him. The Hound Yaya who was with them also slumped on the grass in fright. Its tail was tightly sandwiched between its legs, looking very scared.

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

　　 Draco nodded when he felt that he was covering his mouth, and Mike let go of the hand covering his mouth.

　　 The two looked at each other, and they started to back away slowly. They backed very slowly, for fear that if they stepped slightly larger, they would attract the attention of the black figure not far away.

　　 But Draco's ability to understand Mike doesn't mean Yaya can understand it.

　　 Fang, who had been lying motionless on the ground like Draco, suddenly stood up and rushed in the direction they came, with a rustling sound.

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

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

　　 Mike couldn't care about the others, he cast a wind speed spell on himself, picked up Draco and ran away.

　　 However, there was a hoarse voice behind Mike before he ran far.

　　 "There are many obstacles."

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

　　 "Windspeed curse, you are the kid of the Carlo family? Huh? No, the smell on you is...you are a mudblood!"

　　 A hoarse voice came from behind Mike. Mike, who heard the voice, only felt that the eyes that had been slammed into the Venus head suddenly woke up.

　　 I saw Mike quickly lifted his right hand, and the black prickly wood wand that had been thrown away came back to Mike almost instantly under the call of the flying curse that came with the battle wand cover.

　　 "flaming flames!"

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

　　 Mike tried to maintain the flame curse while thinking about how to escape. He knew that the flame curse would not last long. Suddenly, a scream caught Mike's attention. It was Draco! The guy turned his head and ran away when he saw him facing the black figure!

　　 Just when Mike was lost, the hoarse voice in the white flame rang again, "Except your weapon!" This time the voice was obviously angry.

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

"boom!"

Mike flew upside down at the sound. Although the wand was not knocked off by the disarming curse because of the wand sleeve, the black figure's disarming curse was obviously unusual. The knockback effect alone knocked the Mike away more than 3 meters. .

　　 Mike struggled to get up. Although his whole body hurts terribly, he may really die here if he doesn't work hard now.

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

　　 Something seems to be leading him. Under the guidance of this mysterious power, the magic power in his body began to arrange and combine in a unique way, forming a magic symbol, and then collectively rushing towards the black pear wood wand.

　　 Mike raised his wand based on his feelings, and yelled, "Flame!"

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

　　 "All care!"

Looking at the fireball that was flying towards him, the black figure began to be anxious, waving his wand in the air, almost instantly drawing a set of wonderful magic runes in the air, following the composition of the magic runes and the spell As he read, a white transparent shield wrapped the whole body of the black figure.

　　 "Boom!"

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

　　 Almost only in an instant, the white transparent shield was shattered by the fireball. The violent shock wave slammed the black figure into flight.

　　 The explosion of the weaving white fireball brought up a little spark and ignited the trees around the two of them. The temperature of the weaving white flame was extremely high, and the flame spread almost instantly.

　　 Mike felt that there was no strength in his body. The blow just consumed almost all the magic in his body.

　　 Fortunately, the effect of the Wind Speed ​​Curse was still there, and Mike Qiang struggled to flee in the direction they came.

　　 However, the battle is not over yet.

The black figure that was hit by the shock wave slowly climbed up. The black hood on his head was shattered in the explosion just now. Qiluo's young face is missing come out.

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

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

　　 "Trash, let me come!"

"Yes Master."

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

"Killing Curse!"

　　 A line of green representing death slashed across the night sky, attacking the Mike at a speed that human eyes could hardly catch.

　　 At this time, Mike, who was running desperately, seemed to feel the danger coming and turned 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 out as if hit by a Mercedes-Benz car.

"Snapped."

　　 Mike fell to the ground like a rag. He can't hear or feel anything now. There is still a touch of green on his retina.

　　 Gradually, Mike's consciousness began to blur.

　　 Vaguely, Mike felt as if someone was turning his body, but at this time Mike was already unable to resist.

　　 I don't know how long it has been. The person who just flipped his body seemed to be gone, and Mike's consciousness finally plunged into darkness.