Hogwarts' Wizarding Throne

Voldemort gritted his teeth. When had he, the Dark Lord, ever suffered such an injustice?

He waved his wand fiercely, and the green light of the killing curse pulled the five lightning rainbows that were about to dissipate to the side, and directly exploded the lightning rainbows, the electric net, and the green light into a ball.

This is combat experience.

Voldemort attacked with no time, and squeezed out all the last bit of magic power in Quirrell's body.

The reason why Voldemort likes to use the killing curse is that it is convenient for killing, and it is also disdain for ants.

But this does not mean that the Dark Lord is really stupid enough to use Avatar to kill.

A large amount of black air surged out of his body again, quickly wrapping him up. This is an application of the water element.

After breaking the shield, Shaw was overjoyed and continued to work hard. He chopped the water mist with a sword. After the water mist was cut open, there was no touch.

As a result, he chopped it in vain!

And Voldemort's complicated words came from above.

"Shameless Shaw, you are indeed a genius, but you don't know what real power is!"

"I'll give you one last chance, surrender to me! I'll give you eternal life!"

Shor looked up and saw Voldemort floating in the sky wrapped in rolling black fog.

Behind him, a dense black light was shrinking, and a palpitating feeling filled Shaw's heart.

This must be Voldemort's big move.

Shaw knew that villains died because of talking too much, and he didn't respond to Voldemort's words of persuasion or delay.

"Old dog! Don't think you are the only one who can fly!"

Shaw cursed, and as the magic power in his body surged, a protective layer like an electric scab condensed on the surface of his body.

Behind him, a halo appeared.

The halo was in the shape of a pentagram, and the purple-gold halo reflected outward, which was very ethereal. As the halo slowly turned, it dragged Shaw into the air.

The lightning sword in his hand also changed its form, turning into a purple halberd of ten feet long. Three magic poker cards flew out and injected magic power for free.

Voldemort cursed and said he didn't know what was good for him. The black fog spread outward, and bursts of shrill sounds came faintly.

This is considered the "domain" exclusive to Voldemort after his legend. Of course, it is unknown whether the magic world calls it that.

Shaw held the position of the magic wand in the middle of the halberd, and under the drive of the lightning floating ring, he stabbed Voldemort forward and instantly killed into the black fog.

For a while, the black fog rolled up and down, surging, and the aftermath of the explosion radiated to the surroundings, and the power grid was quickly destroyed.

Although Alice was worried, she quickly scolded and ordered.

"Why are you all standing there? Build a shield!"

Those stunned senior students hurriedly chanted the spell in panic.

"All protected!" *N

Others quickly injected magic to help defend, and the shock wave quickly hit the shield, which flickered for a while.

In the field, purple and green intertwined, and the light was so bright that all the viewers could not open their eyes.

Only the lightning could be vaguely seen melting the black fog, and the black fog swallowed the purple thunder.

Shaw's shouting and Voldemort's roaring were heard continuously.

The students were all worried, and many students were in tears.

"Damn it! Merlin bless, the chief will definitely win! Voldemort must die!"

"Mom, I want to find my mom."

"It's over, if Shaw loses, will we die too?"

"..."

Harry had recovered at this moment, but he gritted his teeth. If Neville hadn't stopped him, he would have rushed into the battle circle to fight Voldemort and avenge his parents.

The most complicated one was Draco.

Since he was a child, his father had taught him how powerful the Dark Lord was. Now that he saw that Shaw could fight the Dark Lord on equal terms, he was both excited and...

Of course, there was a small group of people who were really excited at this moment.

Pansy: "Haha, Shaw will definitely die under the wand of the great Dark Lord!

Marcus: "Ahem, this, this, let's talk about it later, let's talk about it later."

Gloria: "Hehe, Dad will be so happy to know that the Dark Lord has returned. Hey, where is my stupid brother?"

Other "anti-Shore" little snakes are already fantasizing about whether they should kneel down to express their loyalty or crawl on their stomachs to lick the toes after the Dark Lord wins.

"....... "

In the distance, Snape's eyes were red. He had killed three blue anacondas, but he also calmed down.

At this moment, even if he wanted to help, he couldn't do it. The energy field was too intense and it couldn't distinguish between friend and foe.

He could only watch Shaw fight for his life, clenching his fists and digging his nails into his palms to relieve the pain in his heart.

"Lily, I'm useless. The enemy is right in front of me, but I can't avenge you. I have to watch a little guy..."

"Bang!"

A deafening sound came from the center of the battlefield, and then the black fog was blown away by the wind.

Gradually, a figure holding a halberd in one hand emerged and stood there.The figure was not tall, and even a little thin. The hunting clothes on his body were even a little tattered, but it gave people a feeling of standing tall.

And Voldemort, that is, Quirrell's body, had been beheaded, and a head was thrown high in the sky.

Added a murderous footnote to Shaw's invincible momentum!

Without waiting for the stunned people to cheer.

Voldemort's residual soul quickly poured out from Quirrell's headless body, and the dark soul gathered in the sky to form a flat snake face.

Voldemort's eyes were filled with hatred.

"Shameless Shaw, you wait for me, I will be back!"

After saying that, he rolled up his soul and rolled out of the door with endless humiliation.

Shaw looked at him coldly, with disdain on his face. Next time, he would definitely not fight so hard, and he would almost bankrupt himself.

In the hall, the silence was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, and no one spoke for a long time.

After all, the Dark Lord was defeated, but his soul is still alive.

His words: I will come back.

It was like a sword of Damocles hanging overhead, making people feel uneasy.

Alice was stunned for a while, but she didn't care. If Shaw could kill Voldemort once, there would be another time.

She immediately raised her wand and shouted.

"Voldemort is defeated and fled, the Chief is invincible!"

Shaw's die-hard supporters were the first to agree, and they all pointed their wands to the sky.

"The Chief is invincible!"

"The Chief is invincible!"

This time, it was not only the students of the Snake Academy who shouted like this, but also many young wizards from other academies followed suit, and they also shouted the Chief!

Shaw was taking a breath, and when he heard the movement behind him, he was about to turn around handsomely.

And the next moment.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for completing the task [Snatch the Savior's Reputation (First Ring)]"

"Reward 10,000 Level 1 Faith Points, one Legendary Point."

"Ding, release the task [Snatch the Savior's Reputation (Second Ring)]: Open the Chamber of Secrets in the second year and prove that you are an "upright" Slytherin heir!"

"Task Reward: 200 Level 2 Faith Points, 1 Legendary Point."

Shor's mouth twitched. After completing the first ring, the reward was good, which made him happy.

But what is the second ring? The content of the task is still expected, but the word upright, tut tut.

Shaw shook his head slightly, forget it, and slowly figure it out in the future. He wanted to add legendary points to the Lightning Sword.

This actual combat proved that too many tricks are really not as good as one skill for ten thousand years.

"Ding, failed to add points, the 7th level spell requires two legendary points, and the subsequent additions accumulate one legendary point."

"Fuck!"

Shor was dumbfounded.

Isn't this a joke? It means that if you want to upgrade a skill from level 5 to level 10, you need at least 15 legendary points!

But think about it, it seems to be okay.

Level 6 skills are already considered to be in the category of half-step legendary spells. By analogy, level 7 is legendary, level 8 is mid-level legendary, and level 9 is high-level legendary.

Level 10, maybe it's god-level.

Shaw is also thinking about it, not sure if it's accurate.

But he didn't have time to think, a group of students gathered behind him and immediately surrounded Shaw.

They were ready to flatter him.

"Chief, you are mighty and domineering, the best in Britain..."

"Chief, you are so cool..."

"Deputy Dean, you actually beat the mysterious man..."

Snape, with a complicated look, was also ready to say something.

Shaw didn't dislike these, but he had an important thing to do now.

He turned around and gave instructions to Alice, who was full of enthusiasm.

"Organize people to repair the hall. The Halloween dinner cannot be delayed."

After saying that, he shook the halberd in his hand, turned it back into a wand, and ran out.

He had to go see how Theodore was doing.