All things are three at Hogwarts

Not noticing the loss of the fleet, Hermione's face flashed with joy. She had never fought against Voldemort before, but she was originally uneasy, but now she was more confident in successfully resisting Voldemort, although she realized that her strength was stronger than originally expected. She was still stronger, but she did not relax. She kept her temper and continued to supplement the defense of the magic shield, repairing the damage without relaxing.

Penello noticed the losses on the ship, but the fact that her confidants had no losses made her a little annoyed, but she easily turned the staff in her hand within the acceptable range. Looking at the Dark Lord in front of her, she deliberately arrogantly laughed: "Even The little witch who just graduated can't break through the interaction, and the Dark Lord has this little power? No wonder the Gaunt family is extinct..."

"How dare you...how dare you..." Bellatrix screamed incoherently, and the green curse emerged from the tip of the staff again, "I'm going to kill you...filthy bastard!"

This has indeed severely damaged the morale of the Death Eaters. They have all determined that their master is the invincible Alan Harris, but now the savior's opponent is the current master's master. There is no way for a god to come here. This made the dark wizards, who thought they had the highest level of combat power in the area, start to fear and worry about how they would win if the people around them were so powerful...

"It's really shameful. As a pure-blood, I love two filthy Mudbloods...so deeply..." Voldemort's ferocious face showed some gritted teeth, and his mummy-like rotten prosthetic hand was clenched into a fist, making him look like a ghost. The ordinary magic robe composed of seven kinds of dark green flutters - the color of this old clothes seems to have changed after he became a lich and stayed in the underworld. (Author's note: In the movie, Voldemort's robes were of seven colors when he was first resurrected, but each time a Horcrux is destroyed, one color of green will be lost.)

The former Dark Lord is now very angry. After being transformed into an undead by the god of death, Herbo, he consciously strengthened his strength. Even though he knew that he was still no match for Alan Harris, he had somewhat regained confidence in his own strength. , I think that among the wizards in the world today, except for Allen, probably no one can be called my opponent.

But reality hit Voldemort hard again. He discovered that even the witches around Harris had become so powerful that they could resist his spells, and they had obviously learned some of Harris' tricks...

Inevitably, jealous bloodlust swallowed up Voldemort.

"These two Mudbloods are lucky. They easily gained knowledge that I, who came from an orphanage, couldn't..."

Just as he finished thinking, the pupil of Voldemort's Vecna ​​Eye suddenly released a continuous red vein-like ray, rushing forward with his unwillingness, and directly hit the hemispherical magic guard at the front. The shield seemed like a boulder hitting the glass. This originally reinforced magic shield was instantly cracked and then shattered, turning into invisible energy and sucking into the red ray.

Although this spell did not cause any more damage, it seemed to be a signal. Raindrop-like spells were thrown into the air with axes and javelins thrown at Hermione and Penello. However, the spells of these Death Eaters and those The Death Knight's weapons hit them in front of them, but after all, they were much worse than Voldemort. In the end, they were blocked by Hermione's all-protection and other barriers and bounced away.

Even in this flustered rhythm, Hermione still maintained the standard textbook spell-casting movements, but the sweat-wet hair on her forehead revealed that she was not relaxed at this time.

Penello also put away his previous relaxed expression and spit out a large piece of silver thread to form a net and cover it over his head, hoping to restrain the actions of some Death Eaters.

Pansy and Drogon can still spit out dragon breath to attack, but for Hermione and Penelope, before the aerospace ship from behind has just come up, the two of them are facing this kind of ferocious attack with concentrated firepower. Being able to continuously use magic to barely parry will not cause more damage to the opponent.

Seeing that the opponent's arrogance was knocked down, Rudolfs smiled ferociously and released the blazing flames. The flames jumped in his pupils. He ordered loudly to his men: "Use the fierce fire, the blazing flames...burn it, burn it to death." they!"

Bellatrix's gray cheeks were sunken and she looked haggard and emaciated, but she was filled with excitement and enthusiasm. She threw her head back and laughed wildly. She wanted to use this to cover up the fact that her master's magic had just been blocked. Panic after staying.

Voldemort flashed to the death knight William who was wearing a nose helmet, and hissed in a cold tone: "Muggle Duke, the situation is obvious... It is a wise choice for wizards to fight against wizards. Are you willing to fight with them now?" Should I change the direction of attack?"

There was a hint of ridicule in the Dark Lord's words. He looked at the leader of the undead knights calmly - in the situation just now, without the help of wizards, these undead knights obviously did not have many ways to deal with people like Pei. Wizards like Nero Crevat and Hermione Granger and their fire dragon attacks.

"The facts once again prove that the Dark Lord is extremely wise. When he found out that there was no Harris over there, he immediately took us here and teleported here. Muggle Duke, leave this to us." Rabastan agreed excitedly.

Voldemort, who was originally divided into two teams to deal with these living people, appeared here now precisely because they had previously discovered that there were no Harrises in the area they were responsible for.

After learning from the intelligence that Harris and the others had gathered in the area where Death Knight William was responsible for attacking, and received an order from the God of Death to strengthen the attack, the Dark Lord immediately teleported over and wanted to exchange with William and the others for the attack. area, and ended up just in time to sneak attack the wizards' floating ship fleet and help the undead knights defend themselves.

"I don't need you, we can't hit you!"

Feeling that he had been insulted because his boasts had not come true, the anger caused two red dots of light in Harald's eye frames to dance actively.

As soon as the words of the former Viking King Harald fell, the other two death knight commanders turned around in tacit understanding and shouted loudly to greet their death knight subordinates to regroup. These death knights immediately stopped throwing weapons and lined up. Arranged neatly, holding their own weapons in hand, they were emotionless and wearing iron armor, giving people an unparalleled sense of chilling.

William the Conqueror turned around and shouted to the death knights he led: "Give me your mental points to cast! Let our new colleagues see our spells! Let these living creatures feel the shadow of death!"