All things are three at Hogwarts

Allen just stood aside calmly, and he clearly heard every word of Death's arrangement - he knew that Death said it deliberately in front of him, and the confrontation and battle had actually begun again.

The plan of Death God Haierbo is to use his advantage as the master of the underworld and the characteristics of the undead to form an army of dead people in a steady stream. Although except for high-level undead, generally ungraduated wizards can easily defeat a large army with blazing flames. heap,

But the number of dead people in the world is not comparable to that of wizards in the magic world.

It is inevitable that the defense zone of the underworld city wall will fall into a protracted battle, but if the confrontation between Allen and the God of Death drags on for too long, the increasing casualties, and the endless battle will make the wizards outside gradually lose confidence in winning. If In the end, he couldn't hold on and decided to give up the United States. These were a blow to Ravenclaw's faith - but they also questioned Allen's expected actions of the Death God, so it didn't surprise him.

The only trouble now is that Allen's previous plan to use the God of Death to lure him out of the underworld because of his stronger power seems to be more difficult to achieve. At least now the other party is still sober and even a little cowardly... He revealed that he was not willing to take any risks, which made Allen feel a little difficult.

After the God of Death finished his instructions, he waved his hand to signal them to go down!

"Master, we are led by Lord Voldemort, and we will never let down Master's expectations." Rudolfs shouted out in a hoarse and harsh voice with bulging eyes before the God of Death, who was accustomed to wanting to speak.

"Master, I will let those stupid mortals feel the shadow of death, and let those living creatures see death!"

The former Viking King Harald covered his head with a carved Viking half-face helmet with a chain-mail gaiter. Two dots of red light shone in his eye frames and turned disdainfully in the direction of Voldemort and the others. Sorry.

After speaking, the Vikings turned around and prepared to attack with their men, but were immediately stopped by the undead knight holding a short gun. The other conqueror William Wan also opened his mouth and spoke in the ugly dead voice: "You must have a plan before fighting. No wonder you lost to Harold! Tell me not to disturb the master and the others!"

The other three death knights were obviously convinced by William. They all obeyed and turned around, ordering the undead creatures behind them to follow. For a while, another black tide surged.

Bella looked haggard and bony with an unconvinced look on her cheeks, and she looked feverishly at Voldemort beside her to see his opinion. Voldemort just bowed to the god of death Herbo, his terrifying red eyes swept across Allen angrily, and silently turned around and walked out after the four death knights.

The dark tide composed of these undead began to recede like an ebbing tide. However, just like fighting between living people, the relationship between these undead was not so harmonious. As the seven undead armies progressed, it was obvious that they were divided into two groups. Po--a team composed of four undead knights who were born as Muggle kings, and three new members of Voldemort who have recently joined the Death camp.

Except for a few dementors floating in the sky and Allen's own floating ship and his undead, there were no undead creatures around at the scene. Allen felt that this desolate land seemed much more spacious and bright.

"It makes you laugh, my world doesn't need them to learn how to get along with living people..." When the God of Death spoke, his expression was still frowning, as if he was very dissatisfied with the performance of his men just now.

"If you are willing to teach me, things will still improve." Allen said with a serious expression. "The biggest problem is the accent... There is at least one Viking under your command. All of my more than 30 knights are from Scandinavia." Asia Peninsula…”

"Oh? This is an achievement worthy of praise..." Death looked deeply touched, "Then, shall we start now? Or should we have some tea first and then sit down?"

"Let's get started, otherwise it will take too long and I will have to eat..." Allen waved his pale hand, and let the hand holding the staff loosen to let the staff float in front of him.

"Good, but please wait a moment while I clean up..."

As he spoke, the god of death, Halpo, tapped the gray earth with the snake-shaped staff in his hand, and then the tables and chairs next to him and Allen were sucked in by the earth again.

There was no obstacle between him and Allen, only this silent and gray land, without even a breath of wind.

"I do know some ancient British dueling etiquette... Mr. Harris..." A smile appeared on the combative ram-like face of Death God Herbo, and he asked slowly, "But I don't know the current development situation in modern times... But between I am dueling you as a wizard now, if it is convenient, let us do the whole set so that I can review it?"

"I'm pretty good at the history of magic, and I've done some research in order to teach students how to fight... Come on, being able to duel with the famous dark wizard who invented the Horcrux and cultivated the Basilisk is exactly what I dream of... at least it's better than the Duel Competition. Those guys are so exciting..." Allen's eyes fell on the ground between him and the god of death, Helbo. "Generally, you need to walk a few steps back to back before bowing? The conservative atmosphere in the UK has actually kept duel etiquette unchanged for a long time..."

"Very good, then it seems that this duel will be perfect... Then this venue needs to be painted first to make it more atmospheric. Life needs a sense of ritual..." The God of Death nodded gratefully, and then waved his hand to let the soul-catchers in the sky The monsters floated on the ground and began to use their rotten hands to carve out the scope of the duel field on the ground.

Between Allen and the god of death, Helbo, the dementors used their bodies to carve deep carvings like chisels, which were very clear on this gray land.

"It just so happens that I can drink a can... That thing was a bit overwhelming just now. Do you want a can? Oh... That's a pity..." Alan calmly took out a can of Coke from his pocket and took a sip. The taste of this drink, which was not lifeless like wine, did not deteriorate much, which made him sigh comfortably.

At this time, the Dementors on the ground have begun to be decorated with carved crescent shapes, just like the carpet when Lockhart founded the dueling club - although the scope of this dueling field is much larger than the one used to teach students. much larger.

In the middle of the site, a total of thirty figures are evenly arranged in a straight line based on the changing phases of the moon. The curved arc-shaped opening faces the outside of the rectangular parallelepiped. The outermost moon phase is the crescent moon, and then every distance. There is a crescent shape that becomes more and more full, until in the middle position, there is a full moon, and passing through these crescents is a vertical line like a wand, with a star engraved at the end of each side of the vertical line. There are also some small granular decorative stars scattered around the notch.

Allen was watching the construction of this venue. He was very aware of the cunning intentions of the nicknamed 'Despicable' Halbo. The God of Death was reminding Allen in various ways that he didn't even estimate the scope of the duel field he was depicting. Be willing to get out.