Chapter 162 (1/2)

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After the phantom shift, Tom's body seems to be a little bit dim. In fact, before Tom is completely separated from Laura's supply, what Tom can do is greatly restricted. Now Tom is not the Dark Lord, he is just a wizard with Laura's total magic power, although he has rich experience.

”It seems that Laura Chris's magic doesn't stand up to my consumption, tut...” Tom looked at Laura pitifully. ”If it were you, I think I could barely hold on to my consumption, van Lin!”

”You dream!” Fanlin is a magic spell, played in the past, is still avoided by Tom, he does not want to have too much fight and contact with Fanlin.

”It looks like you need a new playmate, Vaseline What about Slytherin's Python? ” Tom seemed to ask, but he didn't have a chance to speak.

Tom turned and raised one hand at the statue of Slytherin.

”Harry, I'm going to teach you a little lesson. Let Voldemort, the descendant of Salazar Slytherin, learn the best weapon that the famous Harry Potter and his humble friends and Dumbledore gave him.”

There was a strange sound. It was snake language. It was like a snake rubbing on a stone slab.

”Come on, I'd like to introduce you formally, Slytherin python, my most loyal servant...” Tom was looking at both of them as if he had remembered something.

”Of course Harry, this time, your snake language can't save you. He only listens to me

Vaseline turned to look up at the statue, and Fox began to shake on Harry's shoulder.

Slytherin stone face began to move. Harry saw Slytherin's mouth opening wider and wider, showing a huge black hole.

There seems to be something rolling inside, sliding straight up from the bottom.

Van Lin retreated nervously until he hit the dark stone chamber wall. He wanted to close his eyes.

And Harry was the same, but to make matters worse, fox started to take off, and his wings brushed Harry's cheek, and Harry wanted to shout, ”don't leave me!”

But how can a young Phoenix defeat a fierce and huge Warcraft? And this damned Python has a pair of eyes that touch death.

Van Lim suddenly opened his eyes. He wanted to struggle.

”Conjunctivatus cure (eye disease curse)” Fanlin didn't think too much about it. Closing his eyes can only wait for death.

With a touch, a fire red magic spark collided with van Lin's eye disease curse in mid air. It was Tom's curse.

”It's no use...” Tom looked at Vaseline mockingly. ”The same trick can't save you again, Valentine Get ready for trial, dirty half breed