Suddenly, there was a rustling sound from the bushes in front of me.

Ye Ting's nerves immediately became tense.

You know, he will face Voldemort, the man known as"the most powerful dark wizard in history."

Although the current Voldemort can only parasitize on the back of Professor Quirrell's head, no one knows what other powerful methods he has.

Soon, the bushes trembled... Then, a hooded figure flashed out from the shadows. It was stooped and staggering, as if it was about to fall down at any time.

"Mr. Ye," the hooded man spoke, his voice was quite low and hoarse, but you could still hear that it was Professor Quirrell's voice.

"Ting Ye, why did you appear in the Forbidden Forest at this time?"Professor Quirrell asked Ye Ting in a cold tone that he had never experienced before. He approached him while talking.

""Stand where you are, Professor Quirrell," Ye Ting pointed his wand at him and shouted loudly,"Or I can use magic to make you stand where you are.""

Hearing this, Professor Quirrell stopped.

"You actually used magicPointing at a professor," he sneered and threatened Ye Ting:"You appeared in the Forbidden Forest in the middle of the night and pointed your wand at the professor. If you don't repent, Ravenclaw will lose points because of you. , and you will be imprisoned."

Seeing that Voldemort in front of him actually pretended to be Professor Quirrell to trick him, Ye Ting felt that his IQ was insulted.

"Are you kidding me? He mocked in an indifferent tone:"Or is it that the majestic Dark Lord has fallen to the point where he has to rely on liars to continue to live?""

When Professor Quirrell heard this, he was obviously stunned for a moment, and then he started shaking with anger.

"Do you recognize me? His voice suddenly became sharp, as if it was not a human voice:"Ravenclaw genius, dirty mudblood, how did you recognize me?""

"I have noticed something wrong with Professor Quirrell for a long time," Ye Ting explained calmly in a cold voice:"The smell of garlic all over your body is obviously to cover up your stink, and the troll's trick on Halloween can't fool me either. , you still want to kill Harry in the Quidditch match, coupled with the desire for the Sorcerer's Stone and the thirst for unicorn blood, no one can meet the above conditions except you, the half-dead Dark Lord."

Of course, he made this up all in order to scare Voldemort and delay the unicorn. The healing potion cannot take effect so quickly, and if there is an injured unicorn present, He can't let go

"Humph, really?" After listening to Ye Ting's analysis, Voldemort snorted coldly, but he was secretly frightened. He sighed at the wisdom of the first-year wizard in front of him, so he threatened him:"As expected, he is a Ravenclaw. Genius, it's a pity that you shouldn't come here, it will cost you your life"

"Throw away your life? Ye Ting asked back:"I think it's you who is going to lose your life. You actually killed the unicorn in the forbidden forest!" Aren't you afraid of curses? No, of course you are not afraid, because when you are dying, you have to rely on the curse in the unicorn's blood to stay alive, right?"

"Since you already know," he said in a whisper,"then get out of the way, my target is only the unicorn behind you. If you leave now, I can spare your life, and I can even After returning, I specifically allow you, a lowly Muggle, to become my subordinate. I can see that you have strength far beyond your peers.……"

Hearing what he said, Ye Ting laughed out loud, as if he had heard some ridiculous joke.

"leave here? Join your men? Just you? You, a half-dead, bereaved dog, can't even protect yourself, so you still have the nerve to threaten me here? Aren't you half a lowly Muggle?"

Facing Ye Ting's sarcasm, Voldemort couldn't bear it anymore. He waved his wand, and a green light flew towards Ye Ting.

Originally, Ye Ting only had to dodge lightly, and the green light could not hit him, but In order to protect the unicorn behind him, Ye Ting had no choice but to use this magic.

He used"Spellweaver" to cast a deformation spell on the dead wood next to him, and the dead wood immediately rose up from the ground and turned into a thick cement wall.

The green light hit the cement wall, making a big crater in it, but it was blocked.

"Too weak," Ye Ting sighed, sighing in an aria-like tone:"The mighty Dark Lord is now so weak that he can't even handle a first-year wizard."

Voldemort was almost mad at his words. He began to bombard Ye Ting regardless of his magic power.

Ye Ting responded calmly and blocked Voldemort's attacks one by one with transformation or counter-spells.

Finally, Voldemort stopped his frenzied attack - he was not in good condition, and was almost exhausted of his magic power after all this waste. Ye Ting immediately seized the opportunity and shot a crushing curse at him. The spell hit

Voldemort, But he was not blown to pieces. There was probably some means to prevent the blow, but the spell did not completely fail. He lay on the ground with a face full of pain.

"You cunning mudblood……"Voldemort gritted his teeth and cursed, then his whole body turned into a black smoke, avoiding Ye Ting's second crushing curse.

A big hole was immediately blasted into the ground.

However, the black smoke disappeared into the dark jungle, and Ye Ting lost Voldemort's location.

He had to concentrate and be on guard, but fortunately there were two magical creatures around him serving as radar.

Suddenly, the unicorn hissed towards the jungle on the left. Ye Ting turned around and saw the black smoke condensed into Voldemort.

A blast of green magic shot toward Ye Ting, with the aura of death in the light.

It's Avada Kedavra!

This spell was almost impossible to resist with ordinary spells, but Ye Ting still did not move. He calmly used the spell to catch a fish in the lake. The fish flew up in the air and blocked the attack of the death curse.

But Voldemort seized the opportunity to strike first and continued his offensive.

Next, two more death curses flew towards him.

Ye Ting caught another fish and a rabbit, blocking two attacks respectively.

However, he was no longer able to block the fourth Death Curse attack - small animals that were not big enough were not strong enough to resist the Death Curse, but Ye Ting was unable to find a fourth one that could be used in a short period of time. Small animals.

His right hand had reached into his pocket and he was about to summon Oriana almost immediately.

At this moment, the unicorn behind him tugged at his cloak with his mouth.

Ye Ting looked back and saw that the unicorn had stood up smoothly, and her injuries had healed greatly.

The fourth death curse flew towards Ye Ting. Before Ye Ting could react, the unicorn bravely stepped forward and blocked the death curse.

The killing curse hit her horn and then eerily lost its effect.

This shocked Ye Ting. He didn't know that a unicorn's horn could have this effect.

But when you think about the powerful magic resistance of unicorn fur, this seems reasonable.

Of course, at this time, the unicorn's horn was also burnt black, and it seemed that it would not be like this again in a short time.

The unicorn glanced at Ye Ting, his eyes full of pride, and of course, the expectation of praise.

Ye Ting was a little dumbfounded, she looked like a little girl, but he still touched her soft mane as a reward.

Then, the unicorn walked up to Ye Ting, ducked slightly, and motioned for him to ride on.

For the unicorn, being allowed to ride is a further step in the relationship than petting. It seems that his behavior has furthered the relationship between the unicorn and him.

Ye Ting was just stunned for a moment, then he quickly stood up and looked at Voldemort who was recovering his magic power in the distance.

It's time to turn the offensive.

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