Chapter 271 (2/2)

Although not to Voldemort's heart, so, but certainly will not be close to him all know nothing!

But the gap remains.

Voldemort is still free to observe the one horned Pegasus patron saint and speak to Brad, but Brad is afraid to speak in order to avoid being distracted by Voldemort's flaws.

But Brad is not without a counterattack.

The wand on his right hand was discarded by Braud, and a wand appeared in his hand.

This staff is half a meter long. There is a blue diamond gem on its head. It looks very valuable.

Voldemort saw the scene, although his mouth is still talking, but his heart is secretly alert.

”Lightning!”

Braud pointed to Voldemort with his stick, and a flash of lightning suddenly appeared to split Voldemort.

But the lightning did not come from the staff, but from the sky.

The thick clouds in the sky seemed to be a little lower. The white light flashed in the clouds, and a bolt of lightning came down.

If it's lightning from a staff or elemental crystal, it's electrical, but it's not as fast as light.

I don't know how many times Voldemort hid Anne's husband's lightning magic before!

But this time, at the speed of light, Voldemort did not hide, or even had time to defend, he was solidly hit.

His black cloak and clothes burned quickly.

But Voldemort is not a natural lightning strike can be defeated.

With a wave of Voldemort's wand, the fire was extinguished.

It's just that although it's gone, there's no more to burn.

Like the hat on the black cape.

This time Voldemort didn't even wear Chilo's turban, so it was directly in front of Braud.

As Brad had guessed before, the face of the glowing face who should have come to buy his hair potion was Voldemort's.And now it's Chloe in the back of his head. Now Chilo's eyes are closed and he looks unconscious.

it's not easy to produce another facial feature behind his head! Now it can be exchanged Poor Chilo!

Brad would like to enjoy it more, but Voldemort won't let him watch all the time. The burned parts can be repaired automatically without Voldemort's special magic.

Voldemort himself may not feel that this is too elegant, otherwise he would not always want to find his body.

Moving far enough, Voldemort summoned his silver shield, still on top of his head.

Looking at Brad from a distance, Voldemort laughed again. ”It seems that I still underestimate you, Brad!”

Looking at the skull that had been almost torn down by the unicorn, Voldemort's voice became more hateful.

Brad ”Lightning!”

Another bolt of lightning struck the silver shield.

The surface of the silver shield was like water, splashing a lot of ripples.

But the lightning did not pass through the silver shield.

Voldemort looked at Brad, did not speak any more, but began to point at the sky with his wand.

I don't say incantations. I'm pointing at the sky.

Braud, looking at Voldemort's present danger, did not dare to take his eyes off him or look up at the sky.

It's just fear that Brad won't let it go.

”Elizabeth Cried Brad.

The dark mist formed in front of Brad and became a woman in a red and black dress.

She appeared between Brad and Voldemort, blocking the sight of each other.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Brad looked up The original thick clouds in the sky turned into whirlpools and kept moving, which made Brad feel a little frightened.

But also in the moment when the line of sight was blocked, Voldemort's smoke in the distance approached Brad, and passed directly through the bat swarm that Elizabeth had hastily transformed into, and an awada shot directly.

This time, awada passed through Brad's body.

Still a fake, this Brad broke into a few bats and disappeared.

The conversion is very beautiful!

Voldemort turned around and blew a strong wind against the bats behind him, and none of them was close.

Now to the point of Voldemort and Brad, looking for each other's flaws!

And some of the magic charms of both sides are very familiar, and there is almost no possibility of sneaking into it for the second time.

So it depends on who can spell more.

In this respect, Brad is an overwhelming disadvantage!

After flying all the bats, Voldemort lifted his wand again.

The cloud whirlpool in the sky was spinning faster and faster, and Brad's mind became more and more uneasy.

As he continued to fight back and forth, Braud did not know what Voldemort was going to do.

But Voldemort's appearance became more and more relaxed.

Then Brad knew what was going on!

Creak!

There was a sour sound, and Brad had to look up into the sky.

Brad saw All the clouds in the sky seemed to be frozen into ice.

Then, fall down!

”What a joke! Voldemort, with this magic, do you want to keep hiding in Hogwarts? ” Brad spoke dozens of times faster.

But Voldemort was still slow. ”It's OK. I can clean it up.”

”I can't!” Brad pointed to the sky, ”Annie!”

The roar of the Dragon rings again in the forbidden forest. Annie, who grows bigger and bigger, goes up to the zenith which seems to be falling down.

Because She's tall.