Chapter 70: The End of the Fiery Fire and the Curse

Not only that, this MK2 grenade was also a type of fragmentation grenade in the strict sense. A large number of shrapnel broke apart and hit the masked man less than one meter away like a hail of bullets.

The sound of fragments piercing flesh and blood sounded, and a spray of blood mist exploded on the back of the masked man, and the screams of the masked man were also heard.

"Foolish worm! Foolish worm!" 

Voldemort cursed Quirrell madly, but he was also a little panicked in his heart.

You know, this was not an ordinary grenade...

Ah, this was a grenade enchanted by Lynn's alchemy!

Under the blessing of the alchemical array, the power of this grenade increased exponentially, and the terrifying flames burned Quirrell's body, while the huge shockwave and the fragments blasted Quirrell's body away.

Thanks to Quirrell standing in front and catching all the fragments with his body, the fallen unicorn's body was not destroyed by the grenade.

"Wretched boy..." Quirrell's hoarse voice came, and the pain from behind made him almost unable to stand.

But at this moment, Quirrell's eyes rolled up, and a strange breath spread from his body.

Obviously, this was Voldemort's possession!

"Avada Kedavra!"

As soon as Voldemort controlled Quirrell's body, he quickly turned around and cast the Killing Curse in the direction of Lynn's original position.

The tearing of the wound caused by the rotation of the body made Quirrell's body instinctively wail in pain, but Voldemort didn't care about it at all. He was angry and decided to tear these damned sneak attackers into pieces!

On the other side, Lynn had changed his position after throwing the grenade, which allowed him to avoid Voldemort's Killing Curse.

However, when Quirrell turned around, Harry felt a sharp pain piercing his head.

He fell down in pain, and the scar on his forehead seemed to be on fire, which blurred his vision and made him stagger backwards.

"Fang, get Harry out of here and find Hagrid!" Irina quickly pulled out her wand and shot red sparks into the sky, then ordered Fang.

After the sparks, Irina lay on the ground without hesitation, not caring that the mud on the ground had stained her clothes and face. 

A Cruciatus Curse flew over Irina's head dangerously. If Irina hadn't reacted in time, she would have been hit.

Fang flipped Harry onto her back and ran away quickly.

And Irina rolled up, swung her left hand, and a beam of ice-blue light flew towards Quirrell.

Not far away, a ball of fire turned into a venomous snake and rushed towards Quirrell, while dozens of alchemical floaters around Lynn began to power up.

"Confringo!" 

"Expelliarmus!"

"Bombarda!"

...

While controlling the fire with his left hand, Lynn's right hand holding his wand was not idle either. A series of highly offensive spells turned into beams of light and went straight towards Quirrell.

"Protego!"

Faced with the joint attack of Lynn and Irina, Voldemort's face was livid, but he had no choice but to cast a Shield Charm.

Although Voldemort was not afraid of these spells at all, Quirrell was not. If Quirrell died, he could only return to the state of a disembodied soul. 

The invisible shield blocked Irina's freezing spell and all of Lynn's spells, and the fire snake that was close to the ground and was about to attack was halted by Voldemort's control of Quirrell with a spell.

"Avada Kedavra!"

Voldemort controlled Quirrell to wave his wand again, and another beam of light emitting a faint green glow shot towards Lynn's direction.

Even though it was Quirrell's body, the Killing Curse, Voldemort's signature spell, was still extremely terrifying when he used it. The flying speed of this faint green beam was so fast that even Lynn could hardly dodge it in time.

There was no other way, so Lynn had to control an alchemical floater in front of him to block the Killing Curse.

An explosion sounded, and this faint green beam bombarded the alchemical floater, blowing it into pieces all over the sky.

Looking at the broken alchemical floaters, Lynn felt distressed. You should know that these alchemical floaters were alchemical products made by Nicolas Flamel himself. If they were used up, it would be a great loss!

Just when Lynn was hesitating whether to use the trump card of the Fiendfyre Curse, Irina's attack frequency increased greatly.

"Damn you, you dare to hurt even a cute and holy creature like a unicorn, Voldemort, you really have no heart!" Irina muttered angrily, ignoring the intense drain on her magic, she cast left and right, her left hand kept waving, and her right hand was also controlling her wand.

The freezing spells were like laser cannons, constantly flying out of Irina's two hands, turning into a sky full of ice-blue beams and bombarding towards Quirrell.

At the same time, the dozens of alchemical floaters around Lynn also completed charging, and dozens of golden beams turned into meteors, spreading towards Quirrell like a hail of bullets.

Even a powerful wizard like Voldemort could hardly resist such a fierce attack while controlling Quirrell's body.

This storm-like attack made Voldemort strongly suspect that the one facing him was not a first or second-year student, but an entire squad of Aurors!

No, that wasn't right. He was afraid even an entire squad of Aurors couldn't launch such an attack!

Enraged!

Looking at the beams of light, Voldemort became ruthless and directly controlled Quirrell to release Fiendfyre.

You know, Fiendfyre is a kind of cursed fire that can become stronger and stronger. These cursed flames can mimic the forms of some monsters and chase almost all flammable objects regardless of friend or foe. Even Voldemort has to use a powerful counter-curse to extinguish Fiendfyre.

Seeing this, Lynn was shocked. 

Although he has a strong affinity for fire, he has no confidence that he can control this kind of Fiendfyre that is like a thorn in his side.

"Glacius Tria Protego!"

Irina fired another icy blue beam, hitting the distant Fiendfyre.

However, this freezing spell could not stop the expansion of the Fiendfyre, and the terrifying Fiendfyre continued to attack here. 

"It cannot be helped, Fiendfyre Counter-Curse!"

Lynn gritted his teeth and swung his left hand. A cursed flame with black tendrils that looked somewhat similar to the Fiendfyre gradually grew larger and eventually turned into a huge fireball with a diameter of five meters. 

This huge fireball was already half of his arsenal!

The Fiendfyre Counter-Curse rushed towards the direction of the Fiendfyre. The power of the Fiendfyre to devour everything collided with the power of the Fiendfyre Counter-Curse to seal magic, and they actually formed a stalemate!

Seeing this, Voldemort controlled Quirrell to release more Fiendfyre, and the more powerful Fiendfyre rushed towards Lynn and Irina.

These fierce cursed flames immediately forced back Lynn's Fiendfyre Counter-Curse, and Lynn had to rein in his cursed flames. 

Just when Lynn and Irina were somewhat desperate, several gentle but slightly stern voices came from behind them.

"Finite Incantatem!"

Thank you all for your support!

(end of chapter)