Harry Potter's Bastard

Stepping on the yellow sand again after three days, Solim was finally able to meet the audience, and the last time he saw only a gray patch in the labyrinth.

"There's only one rule: only one person can survive!"

Mourinho ran away after shouting this sentence, leaving only the two parties to the duel in the center of the arena, Solim and Schweitz.

Silently calculating the distance, Solim took off his cane in one hand and his hood in the other, revealing his well-prepared face. Carefully calculated, Solim took off his hood just as Schwetz stepped into his range.

In the next second, the eyes of the two people met. Solim didn't even have time to tell whether Schuvitz was more shocked or angry in his eyes, and he beckoned him to the emotional infusion technique that he had practiced many times before entering.

For a moment, the Imperius Curse and the Dementor Mind were in effect at the same time, and although they were almost instantly swept away by Schwetz's unspeakable rage, Solim's purpose had been achieved.

"Smack!"

With a soft thud, Solim appeared behind Schweitz, and almost as soon as he stabilized his body, Solim felt like he had been hit.

Before he had time to think about it, Solim swung his wand violently, and a powerful magic force suddenly exploded, sending Schuvitz flying in an instant. Before he could even feel his physical discomfort, Schweitz vanished in the air, and a second before he vanished, he dropped a quick and rapid spell.

"It's too late to move!" Realizing this, Solim directly filled a large area around him with the fierce fire that was forcibly catalyzed by his magic power.

This is the optimal solution at the moment.

As long as Schuvitz showed signs of being visible in the area, the fierce fire under Solim's control would pick up the information as soon as possible. He could then attack first once he was fully visible, and Solim would be able to switch from defense to offense.

It turned out that Solim's response was correct, Schuvitz did not appear directly behind the target like Solim, but appeared on the left side of Solim's body, because the spell fired by Schuvitz earlier had come to Solim's face, at this time, he appeared on the left side of Solim, who was holding a staff in his right hand, and could indeed take the lead, and if he was lucky, he could even end the duel directly.

But Schuvitz miscalculated, and when he appeared, he had to face a fierce fire that almost enveloped his entire body. Despite his anger, the creature's survival instinct prompted him to take a defensive ...... The hasty defense, and the fierce fire, was extremely depleting to Schowitz.

The fierce fire around him was directly dispersed by a certain spell, and most of the fierce fire directly turned into nothingness, leaving only a small part of the rootless fierce fire still floating in the air, and dissipating at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Before Schweitz could catch his breath, a sharp spell came straight at him - it was the spell he had just shot at Solim, only to be directly redirected by the target himself with a deflection charm.

Wizards also have to gasp for breath when they cast spells! He had just dispersed the fire in the last second, but the spell he had shot two seconds earlier had hit him, and Schweitz was hit before he could even adjust the direction of the wand in his hand.

A red flame attached to Schweitz's left arm, and his face instantly distorted, as if he was suffering some terrible pain.

Solim had time to glance at his injured part.

It was also the left arm, and just now his mind didn't even realize that he was about to be cursed, but his body's instinct was deflected at that moment, which caused the spell that was supposed to hit his left chest to deviate from the target.

However, the situation is not so rosy.

Solim didn't know what it was, but it was clearly an unpopular spell. The clothes on his left arm had completely lost their softness, and had become as hard as iron, with a hole the size of a coin in it where the spell had struck, and the skin under the clothes was like a long-dried riverbed, with reddish cracks everywhere. Strangely, however, Solim found that the movement of his left hand did not seem to be affected.

"That crumb... Schweitz gasped violently, looking at Solim's familiar face with a hideous expression.

"If you want to provoke me, well!

Solim was about to do it, but it was too late.

The flame on Schuvitz's left arm was gone—not gone, but invisible to the naked eye, like a hot air writhing above the flames, and the twisted and rising air around him suggested that Schweitz himself was probably not too hot at this time. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"His hands!" Solim's eyes sharpened, and he noticed that Schweitz's original red skin was rapidly fading, revealing his original white skin, and his face became redder and redder—red and black.

Solim had already made a move, and although he didn't have much hope, he didn't receive any feedback on his Transfiguration, as if he had failed to cast a spell.

But Solim knew that it wasn't a failure, it was an invalidation.

His Transfiguration was indeed constructed, and it did act on the target, but the moment he made contact with the target, his Transfiguration was disintegrated by another force, and the structure of the spell was destroyed, so the spell itself naturally became invalid.

Jose Mourinho's words yesterday night went through his mind like a marquee. []

"Yes, his red skin was meant to be used as a container. "

Solim had received some information in advance, so he was not blind to the current situation.

Schweitz chose anger as a vehicle for his deep penetration into magic, or anger chose him. But for a normal human being, any extreme emotions cannot be maintained for a long time. As a dark wizard who relied on such extreme emotions, Schuvitz could become powerful in a short period of time, but even his miserable childhood and miserable teenager as the source of anger could not sustain this consumption for long.

According to Mourinho, a normal dark wizard who uses "anger" as a carrier can stand up for three or four minutes when he breaks through the sky. This time is really not short, you must know that the battles between wizards are measured in seconds, and three or four minutes is already quite a long time.

But this kind of "normal" dark wizard will have an inevitable period of weakness after using his own emotional carrier for high-intensity battles, according to Solim's understanding, this (Good King Zhao) is the so-called "sage time", standing up for three or four minutes, and then everything is boring......

But Ku Zhuoqi didn't think much of it, he thought that these dark wizards who used extreme emotions should have the potential to continue to improve. So he used Schweitz's skin as a carrier, and through a series of complex alchemy, he bound the magic that carried the emotion of anger to Schwitz's skin, and took it as he pleased.

He turned the wizard's skin into a battery, greatly increasing the "endurance" of wizards like Schweitz. But there is no such thing as perfection, and Schwetz's weakness is that the alchemy circuit on the skin cannot be destroyed.

Solim sabotaged it, just three days ago, because of his sneak attack, Schweitz's two hands had been severed, which made the alchemy circuit on his body no longer intact this.

It's common sense that items that have malfunctioned can no longer be used, but Schwetz, who has been dominated by anger, can't manage so much, or rather, he hasn't realized it yet.