Hogwarts: I know a million points of black magic

Chapter 45 Public Enemy, Quirrell

"Who is going to hunt down Quirrell at this point?" Voldemort looked at the two dark wizards killed by his death curse, full of confusion.

From the windbreaker wizard at the very beginning, three dark wizards have made it clear that they want to kill Quirrell.

The shot was a fierce killing curse, completely aimed at taking Quirrell's life.

Scanning the street vigilantly, Voldemort controlled Quirrell's body and walked slowly towards the corpses of the two wizards.

He wanted to see who wanted to kill Quirrell.

Cautiously approaching the two dead dark wizards, before Voldemort could do anything, another roar came from the side of the road.

"Avada eats a big melon!"

I saw a magic wand suddenly protruding from the residential building on the side of the road, and it was a killing curse for Voldemort downstairs.

This is not over yet, the death curse cast from upstairs seems to be a fuse.

Accompanied by the casting of the killing curse, with Voldemort as the center, killing curses appeared in all directions, and all of them hit Voldemort swiftly and violently.

At this time, the originally empty streets became a little overcrowded.

A large number of wizards in black robes kept pouring out of the streets and alleys, waving their wands quickly, and continuously cast killing curses on Voldemort one after another.

The wizards hiding in the nearby residential buildings also took action one after another. Several magic wands were stretched out of the windows of the residential buildings, and they threw the Killing Curse at Voldemort downstairs.

These wizards may not know each other, but now they all have a common goal, which is to kill Quirrell!
"Wori" looked at the Killing Curse hitting him in all directions, even a big guy like Voldemort was quite frightened.

However, soon anger welled up in Voldemort's heart, he just wanted to rule the wizarding world well, why would someone always go against him!

"You, you shouldn't have messed with me." Seeing the killing curses overwhelming him, Voldemort slowly opened his eyes.

The originally clear eyes were now full of violence.

The grievances of being framed by Leicester, being made things difficult by Aurors, and being attacked by the Killing Curse for no reason all exploded at this moment.

He, Voldemort, decided not to bear it anymore!

"Awada eats a big melon!!!"

. . . .

"Wori, is Geros so efficient?" Staring blankly at the street that had turned into a battlefield outside the window, Lester involuntarily picked up the wine glass at hand and drank it down.

The bitter and spicy wine erupted in Lester's taste buds. Lester looked out of the window at Voldemort, who had already fought with the dark wizards, and couldn't calm down for a long time.

He asked Geros to find someone to hunt down Quirrell, just to give Voldemort some trouble.

Unexpectedly, after he gave the order, Geros would find the dark wizards from the whole street to hunt down Voldemort.

Colorful spells kept passing Leicester's eyes.

Facing the overwhelming spells, instead of being suppressed, Voldemort took strange steps to avoid the overwhelming spells one by one.

Since these wizards all work independently, they cannot cast spells at the same time.

As a result, there will be a gap between the spells, which gives Voldemort a chance to evade the spell.

"As expected of the second generation Dark Lord"

At this time, Voldemort, who was fully fired, was like a flexible poisonous snake, constantly shuttling through the spell.

For a while, this group of wizards failed to hurt Voldemort in the slightest.

"Avada eats a big melon!"

On the contrary, Voldemort, who was constantly avoiding the curse, had time to stretch out his wand and release the death curse to fight back while avoiding the curse.

Like a lightning-like killing curse, a black wizard would appear in front of them in the blink of an eye, ruthlessly taking their lives.

The screams came one after another in the streets and alleys.

Gradually, those dark wizards with so many people became a little timid.

This Quirrell is a bit powerful!
At first they were so numerous that they didn't care, but now people are constantly dying in Quirrell's hands.

No matter how dull these black wizards were, they realized that something was wrong.

"Awada eats a big melon"

Dark wizards hesitated, but Voldemort did not.

Taking advantage of the gap between their hesitation, Voldemort quickly cast two Killing Curses, successfully taking two lives.

"Voldemort is a bit difficult to deal with." Seeing the gradually reversed battle situation, Lester, who had been hanging on by the side, finally couldn't bear it anymore, and he wanted to help the group of dark wizards.

Slowly raised his right hand, facing Voldemort who was still killing all directions on the street, he shook it violently.

Strong magic power instantly appeared beside Voldemort, wrapping him tightly.

The whole person is directly fixed in place.

"Avada eats a big melon!" At the same time, Lester quickly popped out his little finger, and cast a vicious killing curse on Voldemort.

Seeing that Voldemort was pinned down, the rest of the dark wizards immediately seized the opportunity and shot one after another.

All of a sudden, several Death Curses struck Voldemort again.

"Damn" immediately erupted with magical power to untie the shackles around him, and Voldemort skillfully cast the anti-curse, repelling the unkind Death Curse one by one.

Until, I encountered the death curse issued by Lester.

"Crack!"

The moment Voldemort's wand came into contact with the killing curse, the wand was instantly split into two sections, and fell helplessly to the ground with a jingling sound.

"Not good" Voldemort's face changed, how can he fight with his wand broken?
"Apparatus!" Picking up a wand casually on the side of the street, Voldemort skillfully performed Apparatus, and disappeared in place at once.

Seeing that Quirrell had already Apparated and left, the other dark wizards naturally had no need to stay, so they all performed Apparel and left here.

With the departure of the warring parties, the streets returned to calm.

Except that there are more than a dozen corpses on the street!
. . . .

"Voldemort is afraid of dying in the days ahead"

Thinking that Voldemort would be hunted down endlessly by all the dark wizards in England, Leicester wanted to silently mourn for him.

But after a simple moment of silence, Lester quickly put it behind him.

Opening a bar is the big deal, so what about Voldemort?
Because the scene of the previous battle was too scary, all the muggles in the bar were scared away.

For a while, Lester had no one to bring him a drink.

"Kaka" snapped his fingers lightly, and Lester skillfully called out the house elf.

"Go to the wine cellar and bring me one of each type of wine"

Since no one brought him a drink, Lester had to go get it himself.

Of course, as a serious businessman, he will definitely give money for buying things!
Putting the stack of pounds that he had taken out earlier carefully in the drawer of the bar, Lester also went to the wine room together.

(End of this chapter)