Part-time as God of the Heavens

The only problem is that this is a bit hard-core used as a product demonstration object, and most people basically can't use it, but it will have the opposite effect.

Fortunately, this time the person responsible for the product demonstration is also hardcore, and a bit harder than the one used to demonstrate.

"How long will it take?" Dumbledore asked in a low voice.

"How long will it take?" Zhou Yi pretended to be puzzled.

"I can see that there are already more than three opportunities to end the battle," Dumbledore said directly, "Gellert will definitely be able to seize these opportunities, even if he misses one of them by mistake. I will never miss three, so there is only one possibility... When will your discussion with him end?"

"Naturally, I will show all the functions of the new magic wand," Zhou Yi raised his chin downward, "otherwise, wouldn't it be a loss?"

"Loss?" Dumbledore was a little overwhelmed by Zhou Yi's words.

Are you a master who can suffer?

But Dumbledore already knew something about Zhou Yi, and he had expected that in a few seconds, Zhou Yi would explain it in a very strange but weird and convincing way.

"Of course it's a loss! How much can Voldemort divide himself? There are not many experimental materials like him, and one is less for one. So how can you just get rid of this one without making good use of it? Isn't it a loss? Are you dead?" Zhou Yi said confidently.

Dumbledore nodded habitually, then reacted.

Thanks to your uncle!

If Voldemort knew that you treated him that way, I'm afraid he would look for you desperately even if he was desperate?

Fortunately, Dumbledore is a very cultivated person who can distinguish between right and wrong, so he will not make a decision to regard Zhou Yi as a more dangerous existence than Voldemort. Of course, this and his plan are also mixed in Zhou Yi's plan. One kick is not unrelated.

"If you continue to fight, they will have no mana." Dumbledore said, as strong as he was naturally able to perceive the remaining mana available in the entire Quidditch court and still in the air. This was not the case. It may happen, because other areas will be supplemented, but the [vacuum] protective cover made by Zhou Yi directly isolated a semicircular area.

"Voldemort used Quirrell’s body, and his mana consumption would have been partly more than that of Mr. Grindelwald, not to mention that some of the spells he used were directly resisted by Mr. Grindelwald’s wand. Almost no magic power was consumed,” Zhou Yi shook his head, “the original amount is small, and the amount used is more. When Voldemort consumes all the mana, Mr. Grindelwald should have more power.”

"I feel like you are thinking of ideas that Voldemort didn't want to see." Dumbledore sighed.

"You guessed it," Zhou Yi nodded, "there is the last feature that hasn't been shown."

"Hiss..." Dumbledore took a breath. He had already guessed what the last function was. "Can Gellert master it?"

"Don't look at what Professor Quirrell's body has become." Zhou Yi shook his head, "Beats the disabled, it is still through my guidance. The only thing Mr. Grindelwald needs to consider is how to do better. Handsome?"

Below, Voldemort was indeed in desperation.

It's not that he didn't think about leaving, but how could Grindelwald let him go so easily?

Wanting to turn around, I was forced by a curse to stop and deal with it.

He wanted to give up this body and leave in his state, but he also noticed the transparent [vacuum] environment, otherwise, how could he explain that the curses were gone, instead of causing more explosions and other reactions? What?

With the existence of this thing, can you really leave?

Damn, how did they perceive themselves!

And that **** wand!

In Voldemort's view, if the wand in Grindelwald's hand had all kinds of strange functions, he would definitely have an advantage!

And the body that I occupies now...

Voldemort hated him, and the magic released by the wand in his hand became more and more fierce and frequent. However, after all, he was just a person. No matter how many spells he released, he could never compare to the magic released by five, six or even a dozen wizards. Many, Grindelwald can easily deal with that situation, let alone now.

simple!

Of course, it is simple for Grindelwald, and for the students who are the audience, and even most teachers, when facing this kind of offensive...maybe they can only bet on which spell will die.

"How did you know it!" Voldemort couldn't help roaring, he also noticed the scarce mana, and the frequency of his hands dropped significantly.

"It's too obvious, and there are too many doubts," Grindelwald said. Anyway, you have been exposed now, so I can say anything. "Gringotts was robbed, and only a few people were able to retreat. There is only the Philosopher’s Stone in Gringotts that has the value of being robbed, so we only need to filter who has this strength and who needs to use the Philosopher’s Stone, and then we can roughly filter out a list, and then Put the Philosopher’s Stone in the secret room again, and you can stand on the ground. Of course, everything is just a guess, but it’s obvious that we are betting right, right? When you approached that place for the first time, we already noticed you. The thing is just one drama after another, everything is for today, defeating Voldemort... one of them."

"What are you talking about?" Voldemort looked calm.

"Soul-splitting spell, I have to say that you are still very comfortable with yourself... I know you will come back again, but this is not you, right?" Grindelwald said, the wand in his hand began It became thicker, harder, and longer until it was about the height of the eyebrows. At this time, everyone noticed that the wand in Grindelwald's hand was not a classic style with a thin end and a thick end, but a thick end to the end. of!

In this way, it looks more like a stick. Under the sunlight, the metal hoop on each end of the magic "stick" shines brightly.

After passing through the warriors of Grindelwald, almost all the students took a keen interest in the magic wand in his hand. Of course, a magic wand that can be used for many purposes is more attractive than a magic wand that can only release magic.

So they began to guess, what role does this metal hoop play?

It can't be just a pure decoration, right?

Soon, they knew.

"What do you want to do?" Voldemort took a step back and was said to have hit the biggest hole card on one side, and partly because Grindelwald made such a long stick to make him feel a little confused.

"You have almost no magic power, Voldemort," Grindelwald twirled the stick in his hand and nodded in satisfaction. "I still have it, but I don't plan to use it, because I decided to show it to my future students. How to deal with an enemy’s attack in an extreme situation... that is when both parties have exhausted their magic power and it takes a lot of time to recover."

As soon as this phrase came out, many students wanted to turn their heads to look at Zhou Yi, even though they were completely unable to move—they had all been taught by Zhou Yi and were familiar with this [extreme environment].

Therefore, they subconsciously thought of a possibility.

No, no!

They thought.

"Look carefully, the future Professor Wardlin will show you a very useful fighting technique," Zhou Yi said, his voice resounding through the audience, "Assuming that both sides have no magic power, at this time, if your The wand can be transformed into this shape, and if you have been specially trained to master the corresponding use skills, you can...beat him with a stick!"

The audience wanted to be in an uproar, but there was no uproar. Of course, this did not affect their hearts.

After all, that's a mysterious man, Voldemort!

A person who made the entire wizarding world frightened by it, the legendary Dark Lord!

Actually... Going to be beaten?

This is so, so... so exciting and exciting!

Everyone couldn't help but think of this idea, and then they were all startled by their own thoughts. When did they become so bold?

"When they witnessed that the most feared thing in their hearts was beaten up, it would be difficult for them to fear or admire them anymore," Zhou Yi said. "This is very helpful to our plan."

"I think what you want more is to sell your wand." Dumbledore showed no mercy.

"You said so, right." Zhou Yi nodded, "but in fact I prefer to call it two birds with one stone."

"No one has dared to do this to me!" Voldemort almost ascended to heaven with anger.

"I heard that Albus once lit a cabinet in front of you. At that time, you might be scared, but I think that might not be scared enough, so you have the opportunity to do those things later." Wo is unmoved, and the verbal attack in front of him is no different from joking, "So I intend to let you experience what is true, a lesson, although it is conceivable that it is impossible to repent at your current level. It's the situation..."

With that said, Grindelwald rushed directly to Voldemort, swept the magic wand in his hand!

I have to say that the image of Grindelwald at this time, the style of clothing, but the use of such moves... It seems to be disharmonious to the extreme.

The style of painting is weird, nothing more than that.

But... this style of direct rushing still has one advantage, that is, it makes Voldemort bewildered.

Everyone is standing far away, if you cast a spell, I hide, and if I cast a spell, you hide. Is this bad?

This is what a wizard showdown with a stick directly!

"There are many obstacles!" In order to save mana, Voldemort had to choose to release a simpler magic.

However, there was a burst of light on the magic wand that Grindelwald wielded, and it also released the same [obstacles]. The two wanted to contact, and then they flew directly!

"If you don't use magic, I won't use it. Whatever you use, I will use it!" Grindelwald laughed, but the magic "wand" in his hand was cast unabated. Quirrell's body was already under Voldemort's control. He began to hide away, but he was hit in the head with a stick!

A crisp voice sounded, and it was obvious that this two-faced head was still a good head. Professor Quirrell, who was possessed by Voldemort, was directly beaten to the ground!

"Get up, idiot, get up!" Voldemort cursed frantically, secretly controlling Professor Quirrell and letting him use a forbidden technique.

But Professor Quirrell has fallen into a coma because of the previous stick, and there is no way to respond to Voldemort's command!

In fact, this is the reason why Voldemort is so vulnerable in front of Grindelwald. He is not strong enough and he is a [high pin fighter]. If he can fight, it can only be said to be crushed by his strength, but he can compete with Dumbledore. Grindelwald, who is in a tie, is obviously impossible to be worse than Voldemort in his heyday. How can this pair be abused?

"Damn it!" Voldemort saw that Grindelwald kept holding his hand, but instead he lifted the magic "wand" and was about to smash it directly. He quickly broke away from Quirrell's body and turned into a black mist with his ugly face. Flee from the side!

"Are you going to run away?" Grindelwald didn't even try to stop him. He just took the wand to his eyes and looked at it. "Well, the metal hoops can really strengthen the wand's resistance to attacks, and the toughness is much better. No It will crack so easily..."

Many students still heard the voice of speaking, and the students subconsciously began to complain in their hearts.

Are you a magic wand?

What's in our hands, sticks?

So the conspicuous and beautiful metal hoops are just for reinforcing the wand? How much do you want to hit people directly with your magic wand!

Thinking of this, they can't help but think of the examples of those extrajudicial madmen Zhang San that Zhou Yi once said...

It seems that in many cases, using this strike method is indeed good, and it can save magic, and at the same time it can release magic, and it has miraculous effects in some special environments. The most important thing is to hit it...it must be very cool!

"Is this really good?" Dumbledore glanced at Zhou Yi beside him.

"A little guidance, I haven't modified their memory." Zhou Yi whistled as if I didn't know what to do when he finished speaking.

"In spiritual magic, your attainments are definitely higher than mine." Dumbledore said with emotion, "So how old are you?"

"It's not good to ask the lady's age."

"Are you a lady??!"

"No, I'm a man from UU reading www.uukanshu.com. I mean, men and women are equal, and the same is true. It's not good to ask men's age."

"A hundred years old?"

"Cough cough cough cough cough..." Zhou Yi calculated seriously in his heart, and then resolutely replied, "No!"

"More or less?"

"Of course I'm not 100 years old, I'm at most...forty years old!" Zhou Yi was confident.

"Well, you are right." Dumbledore pulled out his wand and looked at Voldemort who was about to escape. "I'll fix it."

"Please." Zhou Yi made an inviting gesture, whether he grabbed the head for any use.

Anyway, the most important thing-to beat the reputation of the new magic wand, has been done!

Moreover, in the true sense, "fight" out!

ps: Guess where the next world is?