Just a Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor

Black fog surrounded Sherlock.

The dozen or so Iron Armor Curses he originally used in advance had been eroded by the black mist, and only a few thin ones were left, because they had already been consumed a lot in the previous chase.

Sherlock is now facing Voldemort's offensive and has shown great difficulty.

The higher the level of wizard combat, the more important the proportion and status of transformation occupies.

Magic spells are still the key to defeating the enemy, but of course the enemy will not stand stupidly and let your spells hit you. The best way to restrict the enemy's movement is undoubtedly the application of transformation.

Voldemort, who was extremely accomplished in black magic, also knew this.

It's just that few of his enemies allow him to use magic to this extent, and for some reason, he is very resistant to the magic category of transfiguration.

But Sherlock made him break his rule today.

Shen Feng Wuying, he must have seen the dark magic invented by his most talented subordinate, Severus Snape.

Snape's Shadowless Blade is very powerful, but also has high limitations, but no matter what, it will never be a direct 180-degree horizontal slash like Sherlock is using now!

The moment Sherlock used this spell, he already felt something was wrong. While using the transformation technique to create a wall in front of him to delay time, the whole person quickly rose into the air, dangerously and dangerously. He narrowly avoided the invisible magic blade, but the hem of his robe was still cut off.

The magic attached to the sharp blade caused the cut piece of cloth to be torn into countless pieces in an instant, and fell to the ground with the breeze brought by the black mist.

The black mist filled the air around him, and Voldemort's face darkened as he was suspended in mid-air without using any tools.

Sherlock didn't cause any effective harm to him, but even just like this, it still made him feel humiliated. He tapped the wand in his hand, pointed it in the direction of Sherlock, without saying any spell, he just waved it simply. With.

Yellow-red flames flowed down from the tip of his staff and fell to the ground like running water. Then the flames turned into a python bigger than Nagini and spread towards Sherlock's location.

The boiling heat, even at a distance, was like a temperature that could roast a person into a mummy. Sherlock had already noticed the dark magic used by Voldemort without seeing the terrifying flames.

The Fire Curse is one of the most evil and difficult to control black magic.

At the beginning of this semester, Sherlock used this spell to remove the crown Fiddlesticks wore on his head.

After that, it was he and Professor McGonagall who worked together to deal with the small, seemingly "insignificant" area of ​​Li Huo.

And now, Sherlock soon saw the giant python transformed from Li Huo rushing towards him!

With no intention of resisting, he turned around and retreated quickly. At the same time, he controlled the wand floating in the air to separate out dozens of wands, which fell straight from the sky like sharp swords. The tip of the wand was inserted into the ground, blocking Li Huo. the front.

"All curses end!"

Bright blue light lit up between the wands inserted on the ground. The moment Sherlock recited the spell, a substance that was very similar to flames but could not feel any heat rose into the sky!

The blue flame formed a seemingly thin but actually extremely strong wall between Sherlock and the fire python, hindering Li Huo's attack.

The fire python seemed to have independent life and consciousness. Its vertical eyes made of flames stared at Sherlock through the wall, and then slowly opened its big mouth, revealing two sharp fangs!

"Bang!"

There was a fierce collision between the red and blue flames, and sparks burst out from the contact between the two flames, just like the sparks produced when iron tools are handed over!

The Fire Curse was in a stalemate with the Breaking Curse, and Voldemort still did not stop attacking Sherlock.

"He is my man, Severus' spell, and I can do it."

The cold voice sounded above Sherlock, followed by an emotionless curse.

"The Divine Edge is Shadowless!"

A huge invisible blade formed in mid-air, aiming at Sherlock's position. It was like a guillotine used in executions in the Middle Ages. It fell from the sky and was aimed at his neck.

The moment Voldemort's spell was formed, Sherlock already knew that it was too late for him to hide.

The biggest advantage of Shenfeng Wuying is not its lethality, but its casting speed and concealment that other spells cannot match.

The time it takes for the formless magic blade to take shape from the time it is used by the caster to hit the target is less than two-thirds of the life-killing curse.

Knowing that it was too late to hide now, Sherlock made the safest choice.

Except for the dozens of wands stuck on the ground that were entangled with Li Huo, the remaining more than a hundred wands all gathered above his body.

Using the silent transformation technique, hundreds of wands joined together to form a huge iron chain net!

With no other transformation material in the air, Sherlock had no choice but to use his own wand.

The magic blade and the iron wire net collided fiercely at the moment of contact, and there was a stalemate for less than two seconds before the iron net turned into by the magic wand shattered!

The wand, which was destroyed by external forces and forcibly deformed, was chopped into countless pieces of wood, falling rustlingly from the sky.

With the loss of more than fifty wands destroyed, Sherlock did not successfully block Voldemort's Divine Edge, but he bought himself enough time to dodge.

He rolled sideways to the right. He had just rolled out less than a foot when the sharp blade that had penetrated the iron net fell down without a trace!

Sherlock had avoided all the vital parts of his body, but his left arm still did not avoid the invisible corner of the divine blade. His sleeve was torn, and scarlet blood burst out from the wound on his arm!

He gritted his teeth, and the severe pain at that moment made him mentally dazed for a second. The wands floating in the air, as well as the breaking spell that was in a stalemate with the Fire Curse, also trembled involuntarily for a moment, and almost Out of his control.

Of course, the injury on the arm was nothing, but the most disgusting thing about the Shadowless Blade invented by Snape was the invasion of dark magic after the wound was caused.

The sharp pain that seemed to penetrate deep into his soul made Sherlock grin.

Fortunately, Shen Feng Wu Ying had the solution to the curse, and it was recorded in the notebook that Snape gave him.

He did not control the wand, but directly used the method of controlling magic without wand and silently casting spells, and used the understanding spell on his arm, but the wound would not heal for the time being.

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