Yiren's non-human chat group

Chapter 94

"Noble, jump!"

"Noble, turn around"

The sun is setting slowly to the west, and the moon is high in the sky. Today's moon rises very early, and today is the long-lost full moon.

In this place without light pollution, the moonlight is extraordinarily bright, and the little stars and moonlight complement each other, illuminating the grass.

And on this grassland, a huge and ferocious-looking Norwegian Ridgeback was happily rolling on the ground listening to Xiao Yiren's instructions.

To be honest, one hour is neither too long nor too short. Anyway, Xiao Yiren and the others were quite boring waiting, so Xiao Yiren directed Noble to start the performance.

Everyone was very happy watching, only when Xiao Yiren was directing, he was inexplicably flustered and absent-minded.

It always feels like something bad is going to happen later.

And this feeling reached the extreme in a certain moment.

How to describe this feeling?It was like facing Voldemort's sneak attack back then.

"Wait! Voldemort?!!!"

In an instant, the hairs all over Xiao Yiren's body suddenly stood up, and he followed his instinct directly, and swung his arms out instantly.

In an instant, the golden thunder flashed in the sky, colliding with the green light that suddenly appeared in the sky, and knocked out a gorgeous firework in midair.

"This bastard is really here?!!"

Shrinking his pupils, Xiao Yiren's eyes suddenly became sharp when he saw clearly the black robe floating in the sky.

Made!Weak to such a degree, dare to wave here? !

I can't beat you in your heyday, you are almost drained, can I still beat you? !
Xiao Yiren didn't pretend anymore, he was fighting for magic, right? There is no shortage of labor and capital for this thing.

Compared with a few months ago, the magic power has increased several times, like the best quality dry firewood, thrown into the golden flame.

The lightning that was originally the thickness of a few fingers directly turned into a cluster of lasers that were as thick as the mouth of a cup.

Like an elephant crushing a jackal, the golden light shoved back the green light, and it was about to hit the black-robed figure directly.

Still the same person, the same tricks, the same scene, but after a few months, the offense and defense were switched.

I can only sigh that the 20 yuan magic power crystal is not in vain, and the magic power source from Xiao Yixing is not in vain.

But wanting to defeat Voldemort directly by relying solely on the reserves of magic power is obviously wishful thinking.

Seeing the golden lasers all over his body, the black-robed figure was obviously a little panicked, and he called his master while outputting magic power crazily.

That's right, it is Quirrell, not Voldemort, who is now manipulating the body to launch the attack.

Since all the magic power obtained from the unicorn was basically lost in that battle, instead of becoming stronger, Voldemort became weaker.

Therefore, in order to ensure the smooth progress of the plan, he remained in a state of deep sleep until Quirrell completed his task and allowed him to recover part of his magic power.

After all, from Voldemort's point of view, it was just a young dragon. Even if Hagrid was counted, Quirrell should still be able to do it.

Then use the dragon's heart to restore a certain amount of magic power, then you can use the characteristics of the three-headed dog to easily enter the secret room, get the magic stone, and then resurrect and go back to the pinnacle of life.

As for what will happen to Quirrell by then?He let him die.

But obviously, Quirrell once again let Voldemort down.

Yoyo woke up, regained control of her body, and what Voldemort saw was a flash of bright golden light, which almost blinded his dog's eyes.

Fortunately, Voldemort's combat experience is also quite rich, not to mention the attainment of magic power, the wand was withdrawn and narrowly avoided the main attack of the golden lightning.

But the arc that escaped from its side also made the already weak body even more unbearable. In short, Voldemort felt terrible.

And he took a closer look, good guy, isn't this the kid who ruined his good things before? !
Then look at his side, isn't it the target he is going to use to recover his magic power?
Look behind him again, isn't that the damn Harry Potter?
Hey guys, what the hell is going on here?Why are there so many people here, except for the cat, all of them are here.

As for Hermione and Ron, what is that?Two little wizards with no characteristics, how could they be looked down upon by the great Voldemort.

But soon, from Quirrell's memory, Voldemort also understood what happened.

But it's okay not to know, as soon as Voldemort knew the specific situation, he wanted to kill this idiot directly.

He clearly figured out the time of Hagrid's patrol, but he didn't attack the baby dragon during the patrol. Instead, he went to attack Hagrid first.

It doesn't matter if you attack Hagrid, your hands and feet are not good at all, and you wandered there for half an hour.

In the end, when he came back to sneak attack, he was hit in the face instead.

"Well, Quirrell, you are really kind."

Voldemort didn't know what kind of expression he should use to look at Quirrell now, but he made up his mind in his heart to kill this Saby as soon as possible after his resurrection.

Of course he cursed in his heart, but now Voldemort knew what to do.

A pair of fierce eyes stared at Xiao Yiren below, full of fierce and murderous intent.

Previously in the Forbidden Forest, there were all kinds of trees for protection, and the centaur clan as cover, as well as all kinds of explosion assistance, this kid only lasted for a minute or two.

Now the surrounding area is empty, and there are several oil bottles beside him. Looking at his body, he knows that he is definitely not carrying those props. Voldemort wants to see how this kid can make a comeback.

Of course, having learned the lesson from last time, Voldemort didn't go to war directly. Instead, he waved his wand and released a large cloud of black smoke, directly surrounding the surrounding area.

It seems to form an enchantment, separated from the outside world.

This trick consumes a lot of magic power, and Quirrell, who really bears the consumption of this trick, turns paler.

Even when he moved a little, cold sweat broke out on his body, which was not something that Xu could express.

"Owner……"

"Shut up you bastard!"

This trick was performed with his vitality, and now Voldemort doesn't care about Quirrell's life or death at all.

As long as the guys in front of him are killed and the heart of the young dragon is used to restore his magic power, then whether Quirrell is dead or not, he can recover a large part of his strength and maintain it for a period of time.

This period of time is enough for him to get the Philosopher's Stone. At that time, it doesn't matter whether Quirrell is dead or alive.

As for saying that he can't kill the little ghosts in front of him, what a joke, he is the Dark Lord, the magic world, oh no, the real king of immortality in the whole world! !

(End of this chapter)