Wind and Eagle Wings at Hogwarts

Chapter 565
Scott watched as the Slytherins stood up again.

Medea raised her hand to wipe away the blood from her lips, then looked down at her own hand, and smiled.

And Slytherin dropped his hand covering his chest.

At this moment, his pierced chest seemed to have healed, and only shallow marks could be seen.

Scott spoke to Medea first, "It seems that you have gained a lot, Medea."

As the colleague who was talking, he was also using his magical perception to detect her state at this time.

He clearly sensed that the magic power in Medea's body had grown a bit.

Moreover, compared to before, she was more like a ceramic doll, and now she was closer to a real human being.

Although she has not fully recovered the state of flesh and blood, it is also the reason why the magic ceremony was interrupted by Scott.

Medea put down her hand and looked up at Scott, "Unfortunately, it still didn't achieve the effect I wanted."

"Ah."

Slytherin smiled.

"It's too early to worry about this kid, Medea, and you didn't even find out all his abilities beforehand."

Compared with Medea, the situation on Slytherin's side is worse.

Not only was he attacked by Mordred earlier and almost took his heart away, but later Medea stole his power with a magic ritual.

Now he is obviously weaker than before.

"It's too difficult to find out all my abilities."

Scott helps Medea "explain".

"My ability, only I know best."

"is it?"

Slytherin twitched the corners of his mouth, but said nothing more.

At this moment, the three of them each occupied a position, facing each other, and no one spoke for a while.

The invisible wind blows, blowing a few petals from a distance that has not yet been destroyed.

"Now, the situation is finally clear."

Scott smiled, breaking the silence.

"That's a really good thing."

How can it be said that it is not a good thing to change from two-sided targeting to three-legged confrontation.

In addition, Scott's four "summoned beasts" are still guarding the four directions at the moment, and there is one Savannah who can provide remote support.

Judging from the scene, it seems that Scott is more dominant.

But Scott didn't see it that way.

Whether it was Medea or Slytherin, he didn't dare to underestimate it.

"So, what are you going to do next?"

Slytherin spoke, and he took time to ask Scott and Medea.

Medea took a step back.

"Forget it, it looks like I can't get any more."

She already has the intention to go.

"Goodbye, Scott."

"Goodbye, father."

Slytherin suddenly held out his right hand.

"Don't worry, my daughter."

Medea froze.

Black smoke emerged from Medea's chest and Slytherin's palm, connecting together.

The smoke gathered to form a pitch-black chain.

"Father?"

Medea looked at Slytherin in shock.

"Medea."

A benign smile appeared on the Slytherin's young face.

"I am your father."

He seemed to be stating a fact, but there was a sense of oppressive control in his tone.

It was as if Medea was just a baby under his complete control.

Medea stared blankly at Slytherin. After a long time, she slowly lowered her head.

"I see."

Her voice was full of indifference and coldness, without any emotion.

"Even here, can Medea replace her real body with a ceramic doll placed outside Avalon?"

Scott watched this scene with great interest, his eyes wandering between the Slytherin father and daughter.

"And you, Mr. Slytherin, you seem to have really controlled Medea's soul long ago."

Ha ha ha ha...

Scott wanted to laugh a little.

This is really a drama of "father's kindness and daughter's filial piety".

Hearing Scott's words, Medea trembled slightly, but kept her head down and did not respond.

Slytherin was much calmer, and didn't take his sarcasm seriously.

"This is the wizard."

Slytherin said in a matter-of-fact tone.

"Wizards should always pursue the power of magic, and there should be no taboos."

Scott certainly didn't agree with his words.

"I think you only need to represent yourself, not all wizards."

"never mind……"

Like Scott, Slytherins are not interested in this battle of ideas.

When he found that Scott didn't take his words seriously, he lost the interest in expressing his heart and explaining his ideas.

"What are you going to do now?"

Scott asked Slytherin curiously.

"Not to mention anything else, do you still have materials for rearranging the magic ritual?"

He picked up the silver necklace that Medea hung on his chest, and shook the small hourglass pendant.

"Even the most important material, 'The Power of Destiny' is on me."

"It's ok."

Slytherin walked up to Medea and drew the Bone Wand from her hand.

"Whether it's you or the necklace, you just need to grab it back."

He said lightly.

At the same time, a red light shot out from the wand in his hand.

Scott's figure flashed, avoided the attack, and returned to Savannah's side.

"Is this a wand made from your own bones?"

Slytherin weighed his wand and turned to Medea.

"Yes."

Medea finally raised her head, her eyes were calm.

"The heart of the stick is my hair."

"It's pretty smooth."

Slytherin nodded in satisfaction.

While he was talking, Scott's four "summoned beasts" were already moving.

Edgar and Horus flapped their wings and flew into the sky, attacking with wind and fire.

Gorzan sneaked into the ground and mixed poison into the water waves controlled by Xi Leiyin, turning the water waves into green.

"I need a moment," Scott said softly to Savannah.

As he spoke, he raised his wand and began to brew.

The attack of the "summoned beast" stopped Slytherin.

However, even when Medea didn't do anything, Slytherin still handled it very easily.

King Arthur's body is undoubtedly very strong, and Slytherin also behaves like a highly skilled warrior when using this body.

With extremely high fighting skills and all kinds of magic at his fingertips, even the four "summoned beasts" can't suppress him.

So Savannah also raised her hand.

She summoned endless thorns and vines with her hands, and turned the place where she looked into a forest of thorns.

Moreover, the vines she summoned this time were the moon vines they had encountered on the outskirts of Apple Island.

After the forest of thorns took shape, Savannah raised her head and let out a distant wolf howl.

In an instant, the sky darkened, and the sun and the moon alternated.

When a bright moon hung in the sky, the forest of thorns woke up like a group of demons and began to frenzy.

Those crazy moon vines not only launched endless crazy attacks, but also became entangled with each other under Savannah's control, turning into images of ferocious beasts one after another.

boom!
Accompanied by a violent explosion, endless black flames soared into the sky, rapidly spreading outward from the center of the Thorn Forest.

"I can't stop it for long."

Savannah said to Scott anxiously.

At this moment, a golden spear in front of Scott has taken shape.

Different from the previous "Gungnir", this golden spear is surrounded by white initial runes one after another.

Scott was sweating on his forehead, and he was adjusting the positions of these runes, and he didn't have time to answer Savannah's words.

boom!
There was another violent explosion.

The wall of fire formed by the black flames was getting higher and higher, pushing towards their direction.

Countless moon vines were burned to ashes in the black flames, completely failing to show the characteristic that Savannah said was not afraid of fire.

Although the ferocious beasts formed by the moon vines were still charging bravely, they would disappear without a trace as soon as they hit the black wall of fire.

At this time, Sirene and Gorzan had disappeared, and Edgar and Horus, who could fly, had already avoided the sky.

Scott still concentrated on adjusting the runes.

Ahead, the black wall of fire suddenly parted.

A black shadow changed from big to small, from far to near, and fell on the ground in front of Scott.

It's Siren.

At this time, Xi Leiyin's body has become tattered and black.

After landing, the damage intensified, the Transfiguration technique failed, and its body turned into a pile of tattered magic materials.

"Scott!"

Savannah looked at the wreckage of Sirene on the ground, then looked at Scott worriedly.

Bang!
At this time, another black shadow was thrown over.

It's Gorzan.

It quickly followed in Sirene's footsteps and also turned into a pile of destroyed magic materials.

At this time, Slytherin had already walked over with black flames.

Seeing this, Edgar and Horus swooped down from the sky.

Slytherin waved his wand casually, and easily pushed away the flames and wind from their attacks.

And even with the speed at which Horus manipulated the wind, it did not escape his counterattack.

Soon, their bodies began to fall from the air.

Bang!
Bang!
Under Slytherin's control, the two bodies also fell to the ground in front of Scott, turning into a pile of rubbish.

Savannah didn't make a sound this time, but walked directly to Scott with a long wooden stick.

"I'll stop him first."

She watched the Slytherin strolling up.

"As it happens, the Doherty family has a grudge against him thousands of years ago..."

"Ah……"

Slytherin stood still and laughed.

"Doherty?"

He seemed to think about it for a while before finally remembering.

"The druid family?"

He nodded.

"In order to enter Avalon, I did kill many druids."

As he spoke, he took another look at Savannah.

"I once killed a real druid high priest. A little girl like you who used external force to forcibly raise her is not qualified to stand in front of me."

"Whether I am qualified or not, you will know soon."

Savannah leaned slightly, and answered stiffly.

"Okay, Savannah."

Scott spoke, and reached out to pull Savannah back to him.

"Scott?"

Savannah turned her head and saw the formed spear in front of Scott.

The golden spear, which was originally only translucent and compressed by magic power, has changed its appearance.

At this time, the spear looked more like a branch with a sharp end and twisted branches at the other end.

On this dazzling golden "branch", a row of white initial runes are engraved.

Scott handed over the wand in his right hand to his left, and reached out to hold the branch-shaped spear.

He raised his hand, pointed the point of the gun at the Slytherin, and made a ready-to-throw motion.

"what is this?"

Slytherin looked at the spear in his hand with some doubts.

"Gungnir," Scott replied.

Slytherin laughed.

"Odin's spear? An inescapable artifact?"

He obviously didn't believe that the spear in Scott's hand really had the effect of the legendary Odin artifact.

Or, he was too confident, confident that he could handle Scott's attack.

"Give it a try," Scott said with a smile.

He was very pleased with Slytherin's attitude at the moment.

Seeing Scott's smile, Slytherin still didn't move, but slightly raised the wand in his hand.

He looked a little excited and curious, as if he had seen Scott's trump card.

Scott took a step forward and threw the spear in his hand with a standard throwing action.

Like a stream of golden light, the spear reached Slytherin's eyes in the blink of an eye.

The sharp point of the gun was aimed right between his eyebrows.

At this critical moment, time seems to pass very slowly.

Scott watched the Slytherin's eyes widen in surprise.

Watching him suddenly retreat, flicker, and block, but it still doesn't help.

The branch-shaped spear was chasing after him like a gangrene, and he couldn't get rid of it.

No matter what Slytherin blocks with anything, the spear can pass through the object like a ghost, leaving no trace.

Even the black flame that was more ferocious than Fiendfire couldn't destroy the long spear that was like a dry branch.

Under Scott's gaze, Slytherin tried his best, but still persisted for only a few seconds before the spear penetrated his chest and pinned him to the ground.

This was also because he didn't dare to let the spear penetrate his head, so he barely adjusted at the last moment, and greeted the spear head with his chest.

At this time, Scott had already held another spear in his hand.

Of course, not the special, "Gungnir" combined with "Yuktra Hill", but pure "Gungnir".

The moment Slytherin was hit, Scott threw the spear in his hand again.

This time, Slytherin was unable to dodge, and was directly pierced through the head by the golden spear.

The black flame gradually extinguished, and black blood flowed under the body.

At the same time, black smoke emerged from the mouth and nose of King Arthur's body, forming an imaginary bearded bald head in the air.

"Sure enough, this is Salazar Slytherin."

Scott looked at the head floating in the air and nodded in agreement.

He is obviously an ugly old monkey, why put on a young and handsome skin?
Tut tut...

Scott glanced at the horrible corpse nailed to the ground.

I'm so sorry, King Arthur.

Blame it, blame Salazar Slytherin.

(End of this chapter)