Chapter 451 Bite Him!

Perhaps the elder wand made of elderberry has great power in conferring death.

But it is definitely not the most ideal existence in the minds of wandmakers. At least in Ollivander's view, the wand made of black walnut is the most loyal and impressive existence among all wands. All types of spells have extremely strong special talents and amplifying effects.

However, black walnut looks beautiful and has the strongest comprehensive properties, but it is also the most difficult to control.

"Miss Kaslana, I have to remind you that the black walnut wand has an obvious quirk, that is, it cannot properly coordinate internal contradictions. If its owner deceives himself, its power will be greatly reduced."

Elena held the wand in her hand tightly, shuttled through the burning woods, and used explosive spells to push Voldemort back from the edge of the seriously injured unicorn. Ollivander's words once appeared in her mind involuntarily. If so.

It is not an easy thing to firmly implement your inner beliefs.

Because in many cases, your initial simple ideas are often not the optimal solution, and may even bring you a lot of unnecessary troubles and disputes. At this time, compromise is always the easier choice.

For example, for Elena, she can choose a safer and rational approach, watch all the tragedies happen, and wait for Lao Luobo and Lao Tudou to come to support... At least in the eyes of most people, letting a one-horned man do nothing The death of the beast and the desperate fight with the dark wizard are obviously not an equal deal.

There is no doubt that Elena must take action if she wants to stop Voldemort from killing the unicorn.

only……

The battle with Voldemort, oh no, with Quirinus Quirrell to be precise, was more difficult than she imagined.

Although in the original book, Harry seems to have just touched Professor Quirrell's exposed skin, which can cause as much damage as a splash of concentrated sulfuric acid on the face, but for Elena, she does not have a spell from her mother. Protect yourself.

Even if he was caught off guard by the [Powerful Explosive Curse], and even if Voldemort could only cling to the back of Quirinus Quirrell's head and not exert much power, Professor Quirrell did not turn out as Elena expected. Like that, he instantly lost his combat effectiveness under the attack of the curse.

"Come out! Little mouse hiding in the dark!"

The black-robed wizard let out a low and hoarse roar, accompanied by a heavy throat roar - as if his trachea had been punctured with several holes, or like a trapped animal trapped in a state of madness and bloodthirsty.

Quirinus Quirrell's heavily injured chest and abdomen showed extremely terrifying gashes. The wounds that were simply treated continued to ooze blood as the man breathed. If it were any other normal wizard, this would The pain from this wound was enough to make him unable to hold his wand tightly.

However, Quirinus Quirrell is not the only one who has control over this body.

The successful sneak attack experience in Salzburg some time ago made Elena miscalculate many factors, such as the high-strength magic resistance that adult wizards may have when resisting spell attacks, and the possibility that wizards will be vulnerable to fatal attacks. vitality.

After the initial confusion, Voldemort quickly took over Quirrell's body.

As the wizard waved his wand, a mass of silver metal-like substance adhered to Quirrell's wound. This reminded Elena of the magic silver that Voldemort gave to Peter Pettigrew in the fourth Goblet of Fire plot. arm.

Then the whole battle started to get difficult.

Even if Elena kept moving her position, it was still increasingly difficult to avoid the bombardment of Voldemort's shadow.

The endless transformation spells, fire snakes, and magic beams are constantly destroying the surrounding bushes. Elena has fewer and fewer bunkers to rely on to fight guerrilla warfare. Her pantyhose and shirt have been covered by low branches and There were many holes in the thorn vines.

Although Voldemort can only use Quirrell's magic power now, the second-generation Dark Lord's dueling experience is enough to defeat most ordinary Aurors in the magic field, let alone the immature first-year students.

You know, compared to Gellert Grindelwald who was accustomed to using large-scale war magic, Voldemort relied purely on single-point killing magic to kill all the way through the British wizarding world, achieving the title of the most terrifying Dark Lord in this century.

Fortunately, Elena's current goal is not to kill the Dark Lord head-on.

In fact, if it weren't for the fact that Voldemort was about to raise his wand to kill the unicorn that lost its resistance, she might have tried some softer methods, such as throwing a stone or something.

In fact, after a period of fighting, Elena has clearly realized that with the magic ability she currently possesses, it is impossible to break the iron armor spell that [Voldemort Quirrell] has placed around her body.

It was still too early for her to rely on magic damage to knock down an experienced Dark Lord.

But this is not a big problem for her. After all, she only needs to keep using magic spells to lock Voldemort in this area and wait for support from Hogwarts Castle.

This kind of safe and harmless practical practice of magic spells is really rare for her.

At this moment, a small golden figure suddenly jumped out from the bushes diagonally opposite, stumbled across the messy battlefield, and ran to the big unicorn that fell on the ground, making a sad and anxious sound. The ground neighed.

Elena frowned after taking a look at the little unicorn that kept arching her belly (or was it Mommy?).

She suddenly thought of another serious problem, one that she had been subconsciously ignoring - with the serious injury of the big unicorn, it might not survive the moment when rescue came.

And the only solution right now...

"Pause, no more fighting."

Elena thought for a while, gently held the triangular eye necklace that had been hanging on her chest, took a deep breath, and walked out from behind the dense forest in an elegant manner, looking at the man in black standing in the center of the forest farm. Said calmly.

"Well... if we continue to fight, there will be no results. Just go, let's count you as the winner this time."

"Oh it's you……"

Looking at the silver-haired little girl who suddenly appeared in front of him, the man in black was involuntarily stunned.

Quirinus Quirrell, or rather Voldemort, never thought that the hateful opponent with whom they had fought back and forth before, and who almost drove Quirrell to the brink of death, was actually this first-year girl. .

"Armor protection!"

The next second, the man in black raised his wand without hesitation and cast the Iron Armor Curse towards himself again.

He was particularly impressed by the little girl who nearly smashed the wooden door of the auditorium with a dining knife not long ago. What was more terrifying than the little girl's magic was her strange strength, which was like that of an infant giant.

"Ur"

Ignoring the man in black who looked like an enemy, Elena walked to the seriously injured unicorn very naturally, squatted down and stretched out her hands, a white healing light shrouded the deep and long unicorn. The wounds gradually began to heal.

However, compared to its effect on humans, rune magic is obviously slower in treating magical animals.

"A futile effort..."

The cold and harsh hoarse voice of the man in black came to Elena's ears, like the noisy sound coming from a broken record player, which sounded particularly uncomfortable - there was no doubt that this was not Quirrell. The professor's original voice.

"It's so stupid and naive to risk your life for such a beast... As expected, most of the people Albus Dumbledore values ​​are such mindless fools."

The man in black said slowly, narrowing his eyes and looking at the little girl squatting on the ground not far away, trying to treat the unicorn.

If Elena was still a little troublesome for him when she was hiding in the dense forest before, when Elena appeared in front of him, this threat was almost reduced to zero - no matter it was the girl's extraordinary The power of the curse, or the terrifying strange power, once you are on guard against it, there is no danger in Voldemort's eyes.

After all, in terms of magical attainments alone, Dumbledore is much more difficult to deal with than Elena; and in terms of strength and brutal character, Voldemort, who once recruited giants as his subordinates, has countless ways to deal with these brute force monsters. animal.

"I'm sorry, I never thought it was stupid to stand up for your beliefs."

Elena patted the little unicorn next to her and replied nonchalantly, "It's rare for such a little guy not to be afraid of me. Since I can put in a little effort to fulfill its wish, I don't think there's anything wrong with it." .”

"Interesting. I thought you were going to say that because you wouldn't just sit back and watch me kill an innocent life like that."

Voldemort, hidden in the black hood, narrowed his narrow eyes and said rather playfully.

With an absolute advantage, Voldemort was in no hurry to kill the little witch who had offended him - there was no fun for him in killing a child who had no fear.

"I'm a chef, and all lives are equal in my eyes."

Elena shook her head, and while concentrating on treating the unicorn under her, she answered calmly as if she were chatting.

"I respect life, but this does not prevent me from taking food or obtaining potion materials. There is no contradiction between the two. So, if your goal is only the blood and hair of unicorns, there are scattered on the ground around There are many.”

"So that's it, outdated Druid magic teachings?" The man in black couldn't help but let out a cold laugh.

"You're wrong. Because I wanted to save it, so I saved it. It's that simple."

Elena stood up, stroked the white unicorn whose breathing gradually stabilized, glanced at the embarrassed black-robed figure in front of her with a look that was mixed with pity and disgust, curved the corners of her mouth slightly, and said softly.

"As for if you really want a reason..."

"Because I am Elena Kaslana."

Touching the look of contempt and pity in Elena's eyes, Voldemort couldn't help but feel irritated, as if he saw himself in a mirror, with the same disgusting arrogance.

Strictly speaking, there were not many similarities, but it made him suddenly lose the idea of ​​ridicule - for some reason, Voldemort even had the illusion that he was the mouse being played with by the cat. .

"I don't know what the answer is, if this is the last thing you want to say in this life."

The man in black's voice was full of impatience, and he raised the wand in his hand and pointed it at Elena.

"It's a pity that your story ends here, Elena Kaslana. Because you have offended the greatest being in the world. But don't worry, these two unicorns will soon be the same." Meeting with you..."

well……

However, facing Voldemort's raised wand, there was no trace of fear in Elena's eyes. Instead, she sighed softly, glanced at the man in black with eyes full of pity, and said unhurriedly .

"I remember I said before that I would allow you to escape and I would not actively pursue you. Now I will give you one last chance."

"What an annoying little guy, you don't even know what death is..."

The man in black, or rather Voldemort, snorted angrily, and the tip of his wand gradually lit up.

In his long career, when faced with death threats, some people knelt down to beg for mercy, and some fought desperately to resist. This was the first time he saw such people who could not see the reality clearly when death was imminent.

"Do you know why I took action? Because I knew from the beginning..."

Elena shook her head helplessly, moved her wrist, and showed a devilish smile.

"...Maybe I can't beat you for the time being, but equally, you can't beat it either."

Before the man in black in front of him could finish speaking, the girl stretched out her hand and pulled out a confused three-headed puppy from her bulging chest. She held it in her hand and shook it proudly at Voldemort. Shake.

There is no doubt that Quirinus Quirrell may be a better Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

However, as an ordinary person, he would definitely not be able to defeat an adult three-headed dog. Otherwise, he would not have to go to great lengths to extract secrets from Hagrid - directly push the destructive curse all the way. This is the right thing for bad people to do.

According to Grindelwald, the reason why the three-headed dog is the favorite pet of ancient wizards and why it is called the messenger of the underworld is that its most important magical characteristic is that it is immune to death magic.

Not to mention, in today's timeline, Luwei, the three-headed hell dog that has been strengthened by Grindelwald, is more than twice as powerful as the original ordinary three-headed dog, both in terms of lethality and durability.

"Huh?! Is this what you rely on? Ha."

Voldemort was stunned for a moment, then let out a disdainful sneer.

"Avada eats the big melon!"

A dazzling green light flashed.

At the same time, Elena raised the rapidly growing dog in her hand and aimed at the man in black in front of her...

Throw it hard!

"Lu Wei! Bite him!"

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Fat Chicken tried his best and changed it many times, but he was still not very satisfied, soooooo.

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