Hogwarts Wizard of the Deep

Chapter 66 Props
Linde looked at Quirrell, who was timidly in his eyes, repairing his waist injury, and Voldemort's voice came from the back of his head, scolding him unceremoniously.

Look at the right time and run back.

Walking out more than ten meters in a row, keeping a distance that is difficult for Quirrell to find but he can quickly support the unicorn.

Now that he had made the arrangement, he naturally wanted to lure Quirrell, otherwise, with this level, it would be difficult to cause any serious damage to Quirrell.

Every time he casts a spell, the magic power in his body will be like a gradually heating iron plate. When he wants to release the next spell, it is equivalent to continuing to heat the already heated iron plate.

These magic powers have a valve, and it is okay to heat it once or twice in a row, but when there are too many times of heating, you have to wait for the iron plate to cool down before continuing to heat.

Just now he also wanted to take advantage of Quirrell being knocked down, but he couldn't do it at all. He had already released the Oolong Out of the Hole, Bigger Curse, and Flame Curse consecutively.

So he could only run away, deliberately seducing Quirrell to chase him.

After waiting for a while, he saw Quirrell cast a spell on the ground, and then quarreled again. He was thinking whether to remind him, but he saw Quirrell turn the front end of the wand into a dagger, and then put it on his right shoulder. It was cut with a knife.

After that, I saw a piece of rag flying towards me in a straight line.

Quirrell's head was suddenly turned away from him.

The hideous and terrifying Voldemort's face at the back door was revealed.After Voldemort turned around, he stared straight at Linde behind the bushes, as if he had already seen him, and smiled lowly.

"Follow him, what are you waiting for!" Voldemort ordered directly. The next moment, Quirrell turned his head around. To the flying piece of cloth.

Linde was taken aback by Voldemort, and then hurriedly stabilized his mind. The next second, he saw that Quirrell had started flying towards him.

Linde had already hung a floating charm on his body to reduce his body weight.Without hesitation, he ran back directly.

"What kind of spell is this? How Death Eaters will turn themselves into smoke in this way of flying."

Linde stepped over a collapsed tree trunk, kicked his feet hard, and bounced himself out.

At this time, Quirrell was not far away from him.

"This is too convenient in a place like Hogwarts with the anti-apparition spell!" Linde put the wand in his cuff, grabbed the branch with his left hand and pulled himself forward, and took out two sticks from his pocket with his right hand. The little thing is thrown backwards.

The low bang bang bang was accompanied by a stench.

It's a big rotten egg from a joke shop.Thanks to the plot of Harry using joke props to invade the Ministry of Magic, he also made some very disgusting joke props.

"Snape will definitely do the same, ask him to teach me. Of course, if there are any preconditions, it's fine, such as being marked with the Dark Mark first." Linde was still relatively calm.

"Ugh! Ugh cough cough!" Quirrell's black mist body suddenly became unsteady and turned into a solid body. The inertia brought by the high-speed movement directly caused him to roll over ten meters on the ground.

Quirrell instinctively covered his face with his hands, but there was another face behind him.

"Ah, you trash!"

"No...it's not my master...it's...it's the curse of the unicorn!" Quirrell stood up tremblingly, looked at the figure in the distance, and hurriedly used the curse to heal the wound on Voldemort's face, while trying his best to heal the wound on Voldemort's face again. The body turned into black mist and soared up.

Voldemort's original thinking was that if he couldn't catch up, it would be fine, but now he was put on the line.

He must be caught.

The magic power in Quirrell's body was like a mess, and it took several attempts before it flew up.

During this time, Linde was still running forward, and the piece of cloth seemed to be waiting for Quirrell, and slowed down.

Linde thought for a while, but he still didn't cast a spell to destroy the piece of cloth that tracked him. Although it was a bit risky, he wanted Quirrell to take the bait himself.

And before Quirrell catches himself, he will try his best to take Quirrell away from this area.

Linde ran slowly for a while and recovered.He is waiting for Quirrell, if he runs away and disappears, then Quirrell will stop chasing him!
Quirrell finally turned into a black mist again, and hurried through the woods.He followed the piece of cloth closely, but after a while, he saw the guy with the mask in front of him.

Along the way, Voldemort has been venting his anger on him. Even the softest guy has some temper at this time, and he is very angry in his heart.

To actually use this kind of joke prop, it seems that your own hard power is not very strong!

Caught by me, I must torture you to death!

Quirrell was thinking angrily like this, completely forgetting how much trouble the joke prop had caused him just now.

The man leaned against the tree, his face flushed and he was out of breath.He didn't know how to use such a good line of sight in this dark night.

When Linde saw Quirrell coming up, he got up in a panic, and then limply cast a flame curse on the cloth, but failed to hit, and then began to flee in a panic.

Seeing the other party's weak spell, Quirrell was happy for a while, and his speed increased again.

"Why is it getting faster again! This speed is a bit beyond my expectation, I'm afraid I will die if this continues."

When he thought of this, there was no disturbance in his heart, but there was still a fearful expression on his face.

Linde had no doubt that if the other party was not in the woods, he would have caught him long ago.

He didn't know what Quirrell was thinking of, but he actually sped up again. This time, it didn't seem like a unicorn was cursed, and then he fought another unicorn in full condition, and then He also made two waves by himself.

This is too top!
Thinking about it, Linde turned his head around, waved his wand, and threw several things out of his hands at the same time.

Big stink bombs, head boomerangs...

However, without exception, none of them caused too much trouble to Quirrell, who was already on guard.

"Shenfeng Wuying——"

The invisible blade flew out, and Linde didn't even look at the result. He turned around and ran away again, and then saw a familiar old tree with intertwined roots.

Reaching soon!

Linde calculated the distance, and was about to throw everything out to harass Quirrell to delay time, when suddenly there was severe pain in his leg.

The severe pain made him stagger involuntarily, but then the pain and the touch of blood splashing on the skin made his adrenaline rush rapidly, and he hurriedly glanced at his right leg.

Directly, there were several extremely deep wounds on his calf.

"Well, this spell is... quite similar to the one you just had... right!" Quirrell stammered and mocked behind him.

Linde glanced at Quirrell behind him again. He was unharmed, and it seemed that he avoided it, or blocked it with an armor spell.

And he is less than ten meters away from him now.If he stops still, he can strangle him by the neck just by blinking.

(End of this chapter)