Hogwarts Wizard of the Deep

Chapter 77 Deathmatch
In the dark Room of Response, the bright candles floating in the air turned into "water candles" emitting faint blue light at some point.

A strange dampness spread in the air.

The mirror surface of the Mirror of Erised has been condensed with salty water droplets.

The idea of ​​entering a happy life in the sea and the strange scene in front of him were mixed in his heart, and a sense of foreboding rose in Quirrell's heart.

On the wall, a relief in the shape of an octopus head appeared at some point, and more places on the wall also changed into scale patterns to decorate those tentacles.

At this time, He was standing in the house.

It seemed that the clothes made him uncomfortable, so he took off the clothes, leaving only the cloth that wrapped the key points.

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He took a deep breath, and then let it out slowly.

The thin muscles of the immature body and the gills of the lower jaw pulsed with his breath.

There are fine fish scales all over his body.Elbows, knees and other joints also grow beautiful blue-purple fins like those on the ears.

The blond hair has been trimmed many times, but it is still shoulder-length, with drops of water hanging from it, and it just sticks to the cheeks.

This is a perfect murloc body, without any blemishes at all.Regardless of the worldview and aesthetics of any creature, this is a well-deserved perfect masterpiece.

Whose masterpiece should be regarded as his masterpiece!

"Ah, there's another little guy over there..." He turned to look at Harry.

Quirrell turned his head to look, and saw the body of Harry Potter who had been hit by his Avada Kedavra just now was lifted up by the water, looking around in horror.

"Linde, Linde, you..." Harry couldn't believe it.He is now wrapped in water except for his head.

Quirrell looked at the strange scene in front of him, coupled with the inexplicable "pressure" put on him by the murloc in front of him, he pointed at Harry with trembling fingers: "No...impossible. No one can survive under the Killing Curse Come down." Speaking of this, he remembered who the little wizard in front of him was.

He is Harry Potter, the only person in the world who survived the death curse, and now he has resisted the death curse again.

Thinking, he turned his gaze to Linde again.The guy who just called himself "Great".

And the other party spoke at the right time. "Let's do this! You two... come to a time-limited duel, and time is... it."

As he spoke, he pointed to the ceiling.Harry looked up, only to see that the ceiling turned into a "sea surface" at some point.

Just like a sea hanging upside down in the sky, the waves hit the wall, and then bounced back to collide with the new waves, endlessly, and the cycle repeated.

In the gloomy water, there was some kind of invisible huge monster swimming in it that was far larger than the entire ceiling area. The moment Harry looked into it, he felt his hairs stand on end, as if he was being stared at by some kind of hunter far larger than himself. superior.

At the same time, the upside-down sea surface is gradually continuing downward at a slow speed. If the sea surface does not stop pouring in, after about ten minutes, the entire room will be submerged in the seawater.

Quirrell wanted to do it directly, but when he saw Harry's expression, he glanced at the sky, and then turned his head stiffly.

He said in a trembling voice: "You, who claim to be great, are just a monster living in the body of this little wizard." As he spoke, he waved his wand one after another, and several spells flew towards him.

However, before those spells touched him, they were inexplicably diverted by an inexplicable force to the surface of the sea above his head, and those powerful spells were nothing more than a splash of water.

"Monster?! Why use such a narrow vocabulary...Forget it, back to the topic.

This is a fight to the death.A deathmatch that ends only with the complete death of one side.

The victor... will get a glimpse of my true face.

At the same time, I hope to see you achieve high-quality visual effects through desperate fighting, so..." As he said, he pointed towards Harry with one hand, and Harry was directly wrapped in Linde's hand by the water.

He stroked Harry's head with one hand, and his index finger twisted and deformed into a smooth tentacle, piercing through the corner of Harry's eye.

"Lind...you...ah—" Harry was interrupted by severe pain in the middle of his words, and let out a fierce scream from his mouth.

"Oh! It's quite an exquisite protective form spell, which comes from... the self-sacrifice of a blood relative... Is it your mother? No wonder..." Thinking, His square pupils showed imperceptible disappointment.

His current strength is far less than one ten-thousandth of his original world.

In the original world, the moment an ordinary creature peeps at it in any form will be instantly destroyed "concept" and "reason". The physical body, the inner mind-dimensional body produces "sublimation".

pity.Now that he is in the new world, he thought with some regret, otherwise he wouldn't be so lonely.The current He is nothing more than a tiny piece of soul fragment of the original body that managed to escape from the destruction of the world.

Thinking of it, he felt a little regretful that he couldn't break through this spell for the time being.

Then we can only transform this guy's body.

Thinking about it, it's really familiar—Deep Diver.

At the same time, he glanced at Quirrell again, and the moment his eyes fell on Quirrell, the water flow climbed up Quirrell's body, binding him all over.

Thinking about it, He directly and autonomously cut off the tentacle that penetrated into Harry's brain. After the tentacle was cut off, it began to melt, and as the capillaries on Harry's face began to move towards the whole body...

Then he tilted his head, and a large stream of water poured out of his ears, and at the same time, a large amount of water vapor came out of it.

He laughed a little and said, "Tsk tsk tsk, this brain is too difficult to use, it's overloaded! Just boil the water! After that, the brain will not work well!", but listen to him He knew in his tone that he didn't care at all.

After pouring out the water, He poured new water into his brain again.Then his body turned into a stream of water and disappeared into the house.

At the same time, His voice echoed in the room.

"Give me a wonderful performance!"

Harry let out a low growl, and uncontrollably grew scales, gills, and fins all over his body...

With his disappearance, Quirrell also felt that the power of the water that bound him that he couldn't break free just now was much weaker.

He broke free from the water, raised his wand, murmured something, and stuck the wand straight into the ground. White light waves appeared from the tip of the wand and spread rapidly, just like radar.

Feel the feedback of this spell to yourself.

Nothing at all.The guy was gone, as if he had never been there.

Thinking about the situation that just happened not long ago, his plan to hunt and kill unicorns failed, and he was repeatedly tricked.

Thinking about it, the ominous premonition in his heart became more and more serious.

He swallowed involuntarily.The body turned into black mist and rushed to the door.

He grabbed the doorknob with his hand and pressed down hard.

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His hand slipped off the doorknob, and he put his hand on it again. When he tried hard, his hand slid down the doorknob uncontrollably again.

It was as if the friction between him and this doorknob had been completely erased.

And behind him, a water bomb shot straight at him.

(End of this chapter)