Hogwarts Rising Again

Chapter 170
"Hahaha! Payngade lifted a rock and shot himself in the foot, I'm so laughing!" Arnock sat down on a soft sofa on a distant cliff, and couldn't help laughing.

"This kid has two tricks." Dumbledore said with a smile in the distance, "Shall we help him?"

"If you don't help, his flames will burn me. I don't want to die for a few hours." Arnock said leisurely, crossing his legs.

"You're right." Dumbledore seemed to think that Anok's decision was very wise, and he also used his wand to create a chair to sit and watch the battle.

Here the two leisurely old men were watching the fire from the other side, while Payingaid over there was so angry that his liver almost burst into flames.

Payngade's face was extremely livid. He originally planned to wait for the effect of Molin's medicine to wear off before dealing with Molin, but now it seems that in the painting, it is impossible for Molin to have the effect of the medicine fade. , Just take another sip of the endless Longyan repellent and stand up again, endlessly.

The flames here are too terrifying. Payngaid has not recovered his life yet. When Molin's flame magic is getting stronger and stronger, Payingaid understands that it will be very unfavorable for him to consume it any longer.

"Very good, very good! Walker, you remember, I will come back one day to take away this power in your body, you belong to me."

If he could leave the painting, he would still be able to deal with these flames, but he is still in the painting and cannot display his previous strength.

He turned into a black glow and disappeared in place, appeared at the opening on the edge of the cliff, glanced at everyone fiercely, rushed into the opening, and left the Suotolan Grand Canyon.

"I won't let you go like this."

When Mo Lin felt that force ramming around in his body, he felt that a lot of magic seemed to be at his fingertips. This time, the flames swept his whole body, leading him to rush towards the opening quickly, chasing after Peingade past.

"Hey, are you leaving so soon? Don't you sit a little longer?" Anok stood up and shouted.

"Follow up, Agrippa." Dumbledore Apparated and disappeared in place, chasing after him.

Payngade has already returned to his painting. He is standing in an open area, staring coldly at Molin who is chasing him. Behind him are Hoyle and Pickchiywo.

"Stop fighting? Huh? Payngade, where did your madness go?" Mo Lin also brought the violent flames here.

The things that were just rolled into pieces in this painting are gradually recovering, whether it is the streets or houses, or those Muggles and wizards, they are all beginning to condense and gradually take shape.

"Walker, you can't trap me. Even if you have those flames, it's useless. When I'm fully revived, I can easily deal with your flames." Payingade looked at Molin who was wrapped in flames in front of him, coldly said.

Mo Lin glanced around and said, "I may not be able to trap you, anyway, I didn't come here to trap you."

He raised his wand forward, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "But I'm here to set fire, you know, just like burning the Hogwarts train, I don't quite understand whether the things in the painting are true or not , but I think my flame is different from the flame in the painting, I think you will understand."

call!
The flames surrounding him suddenly spread wildly from his feet, and the streets and grass that had just condensed under his feet, as well as the flames on both sides of the street, were all burning wildly!

"you dare!"

Payngade's face completely changed, he drank sharply, and a stream of frost spewed out from his wand towards the flames.

If something is burned in the painting, it can be recovered within a period of time, but Molin's flame is obviously not an ordinary flame, and this painting is originally created by Muggle's life magic, once it is burned, Then it would be tantamount to burning the life that Payngade had plundered from Muggles, and everything would be ruined by then!

"It seems that what I thought was right, let's work harder, the flames are raging!"

Maureen flicked his wand carelessly, flicking it here and there, the flames shot up wildly, this time he didn't even bother to control the flames, let them play freely, just be happy.

"hateful!"

Payngade roared frantically to save the houses in his painting, but Molin's flames spread beyond his imagination, and soon all the houses were attacked by out-of-control flames. The painting was ignited with raging fire.

"what--"

Two shrill screams came from behind Peingade. Two of Peingade's subordinates, Hoyle and Pikchiywo, roared in horror. They were also covered in flames at some point.

The two of them were created by the black magic in this painting, and they are much stronger than the people in other paintings, but their lives are closely related to this painting. After the painting was ignited by Mo Lin, they were also affected.

"Save us, Master!"

"Help!"

Hoyle and Picciever struggled in pain. The flames were like maggots, burning them to pieces. The two of them wanted to use magic to remove the flames, but the wands had already burned to death. A pile of ashes.

Payingede's chest kept heaving, and he was helpless to deal with all this. Hoyle and Pikchiyiwo had already been buried in the sea of ​​flames.

"Walker, I'll come back to you!"

Payngade spat hard, and he also started to catch fire, because he was also connected to the life of the painting, but he quickly extinguished the fire on himself, and the wand melted a door in front , The whole person has disappeared through the door.

Maureen ran towards the door, but Arnock and Dumbledore were already running.

"Stop chasing, silly boy, it's useless." Anok stood cautiously in front of the golden passage, not daring to take a step into the fire.

"Why didn't you chase?" Mo Lin asked.

"He can come to Hogwarts from other paintings, or escape from Hogwarts to other paintings. You can't catch up." Arnock spread his hands.

"We didn't expect to kill Payingade here from the beginning." Dumbledore said with a relaxed face, "Just drive him out of the castle, and we'll talk about the rest later."

Maureen now has a little understanding of the rules in the painting. He understands that what Arnock and Dumbledore said is correct. Payngade has a better grasp of the space magic in the painting than anyone else. He really can't catch up. .

"That's it."

Maureen glanced at the world that was already on fire. All the conspiracies that Payngard had brewed at Hogwarts disappeared in this sea of ​​flames. He didn't take back these flames, but let them continue to burn, as long as he didn't care about them The flame, the flame can never be extinguished.

"This guy is really hard to kill, Mr. Arnock, is there no other way?" Mo Lin asked.

"Of course there is a way. Hurry up, I don't like your flame." Anok waved at Mo Lin, "Remember, don't touch me with your flame, or I will fight you desperately."

"You can't beat him," Dumbledore reminded kindly.

"Shut up, Dumbledore." Arnock turned and walked towards the golden passage.

Molin still had a lot of questions for Anok to answer, so he also jumped over the golden opening and returned to the Sotolan Grand Canyon.

(End of this chapter)