All things are three at Hogwarts

"The difference between a literary fight and a martial fight... coupled with your ability to fool people, and the fact that a god actually prefers a mortal so much, it's worth giving me a try. It doesn't always cost me too much effort..." Death said calmly , this time he really focused his eyes on Allen's face, "Extraordinary wisdom is the greatest wealth of mankind..."

The God of Death, Helbo, sighed a Ravenclaw famous saying in a long voice, and then seemed to have lost the patience to talk, turning his face away and waving his hands impatiently.

The sound of rumbling waves crashing against the shore sounded.

The black tides from the distance were rolling over, and the dementors wandering in the sky also found their targets and swarmed towards them with rotten hands.

The light in this already very gloomy world became even darker, making it more gloomy and depressing.

These things began to approach Allen and the floating ship above his head again. They did not launch an attack immediately, but slowed down their speed.

Amidst the creaking sound, the turbulent black tide suddenly dispersed and split. The skeletons creaked into the nearby team, and the Inferi squeezed in crookedly with pale faces. Some skeletons with missing arms and legs did not move so neatly. Instead, they were squeezed and fell to the ground, and then trampled to pieces.

In a period of nauseating and dizzy squirming, these undead creatures finally merged into seven long rivers. At the front of each long river, there appeared some particularly dazzling undead creatures, led by a man who looked the most dazzling. Led by powerful undead.

Allen made himself turn half a circle and glanced over, and at a glance he found that the leaders of these gods of death were all old acquaintances.

The four death knights he met after falling into the curtain of the Ministry of Magic arch each led a team. They looked obviously different from before. The original tattered armor helmets were all replaced at this time. New, full of danger, and allowing Allen to identify their identities only by the faces they revealed after opening their masks.

The huge round shield held in the hands of the former Viking king Harald, who had blond dead hair and a beard with braids, had all the original pits and bumps disappeared, and it looked like it was newly refined, with a shield hanging from his waist. The ax he held also had the aura of corruption on it and was obviously a magical weapon.

Next to the Viking undead, King Harold of England is at least one smaller in stature. One of his eyes still has the sharp arrow shot by Allen using the Vassivady curse stuck in the middle. Only the tail feathers are exposed and swaying slightly. ——The robe and chainmail he wore in the ancient English decorative style were all replaced by exquisite ones.

William, who was wearing a nose helmet, and another undead knight who had no contact with Allen and was holding a short gun, were each riding a skeleton horse. They looked very evil with the cloaks they wore that seemed to be made of dementors. , the red-gleaming knight swords on their waists made a rustling sound when they hit the armor on their bodies.

"The powerful master is omnipotent and has given us eternal life. This ungrateful Harris dares to refuse the master's proposal. This time Lord Voldemort and I will kill you for the master! Make you, a despicable guy, pay the price!" A voice with a husky and harsh yet baby-like falsetto was strained with excitement.

Allen knew it was the wife of the undead couple Bellatrix and Rudolfs who he had just noticed shouting - her face looked much more ferocious than before. At this moment, she raised her hands in a grasping shape towards Allen, and her fingers that turned into long metal claws were very eye-catching.

The couple's skin was like that of a drowned person, gray to the point of pale blue, their eyes were glowing red, and the sharp fangs exposed in their mouths when they spoke showed their status as vampires at this time.

However, the sudden interruption by his subordinates caused Death God Herbo to tighten his lips and wrinkles on his forehead, making him look even more severe and cold.

"Sorry Master! I haven't taught her the rules yet!" A snake-like voice sounded. The body immediately bowed to apologize to the God of Death, Haierbo, and then stood up and scolded horribly, "Quiet! Bella, I'll take care of you later! When will it be your turn to answer the question in front of the master!"

The vampire witch also realized the mistakes caused by her previous habits. She did not dare to argue and just trembled in place.

Allen touched his chin and glanced at the humanoid object standing in the middle. It was as thin as a mummy, with only a layer of skin hanging on its somewhat dry body. It was covered with a very luxurious-looking seven-piece A magic robe made of dark green. On the cheek where the flesh was sore and most of the skeleton was exposed, a fake eye like broken glass stuck in the eye socket stared at him horrifyingly, and the other had a crimson pupil. There was an evil light shining in the empty eye sockets, and the slender nasal bones on his cheeks were not obvious, making it look like he had no nose. His rotten prosthetic hands were clenched into fists like a mummy.

"Oh? Haierbo, I just glanced at it and thought it was a little lich you raised. I didn't expect you to recruit these second-rate people into the team? It has lowered your style in vain..." Allen seemed to be like the god of death, Treating these undead as lowly creatures, he generally didn't mean to talk to them directly, but instead teased the God of Death.

"His hatred for you can at least be used very well on those people outside, right?" Haierbo responded lightly, then looked at Voldemort, "I think you will make good use of this opportunity, right?"

"Praise the Almighty and Powerful Lord! I will definitely cherish it!" Voldemort was just like his Death Eaters before who only dared to speak after receiving his permission. The teeth it exposed because it had lost its mouth were filled with souls of all kinds. It's like a gem, and you can vaguely see the soul projections of some imprisoned people who are helplessly trying to escape from these gems. "Harris, you are so rude and arrogant! You can't think of it." This despicable conspiracy actually made me lucky enough to meet my master and gain eternal life.”

"Harris, finally let me wait for you again, I want to take revenge." Harold, the death knight with arrows in his eyes, also roared angrily - this made William, the death knight riding the horse, seem to The embarrassment made the fire in his eyes a little weaker.

Allen still ignored these things. He stood up fearlessly and asked Halbo, the God of Death: "So, do you want me to play with them first?"

"I won't be so disrespectful to you...Mr. Harris..." Halpo, the god of death with his hands folded and leaning on a cane, slowly shook his head. He tilted his head and ordered the four death knights, "Take these new arrivals with you." Together, go to the Great Walls in the outer circle. I allow you to attack these stupid mortals at will and let them feel the shadow of death... Those dementors can be sent to harass the floating city, but you guys should not get close. I don’t have much time to resurrect you..."