Harry Potter: We are all descendants of our ninth uncle!

......

Look at Li Xian all over the mountains!

this moment!

What had Voldemort just realized?

Is it a time treasure ship?

so......

"You're not from our timeline at all!"

Voldemort looked at Li Xian with sudden enlightenment:

"From the beginning to the end, you were coming for me!"

I was right!

I am absolutely not wrong!

When this idea was firmly established in Voldemort's mind, the word "deep-rooted" was obviously not enough to describe it.

If this is the case...

Then for a Lord who has been targeting me from the very beginning, the preparations he has to make for this moment must be far more than just these!

Just when the teachers and students of the whole school, the righteous people standing on Harry Potter's side, felt that they had won because of the Li Xians everywhere...

Hermione Granger, Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, those who know Li Xian best, all know...

I'm afraid that my senior brother, who has been preparing for this battle for seven years, may have more than just these methods!

Voldemort is the most certain of this!

Voldemort gritted his teeth and clenched his fists:

"Li Xian! What other tricks do you have? Feel free to use them!"

"means?"

Li Xian laughed sarcastically:

"Tom! We've known each other for so many years, don't you know me well enough? Don't you know that I prefer group fights over tactics?

Listen carefully! It’s a group of people on my side, we’re going to beat you up!”

Accompanied by a yellow flag flying into the air:

"A cloud-piercing arrow, thousands of troops come to meet you!"

"Li Xian, the descendant of Maoshan! Exorcising demons and monsters abroad!"

"I would like to ask my fellow brothers and sisters to come and lend a helping hand to me!"

As the yellow banner exploded into dozens of pieces in the air...

Following the dozen or so command flags were a dozen or so...

There are even more than a dozen figures!

Soon, many people who had watched the fourth year Quidditch International Tournament recognized the summoned figures in front of them. They were clearly the athletes who represented Dragon Country in the Quidditch Magic Tournament at that time.

These guys are different from the players from other countries...

While professional athletes make money from their fame...

These people disappeared mysteriously.

As the Orientals say, they never care about these false names.

Of course, things like bringing glory to the country are another matter!

At this moment....

The reappearance of these people brought a sense of oppression so strong that the Death Eaters in front of them could not bear it!

"I heard that this Qiu Sheng is very powerful. It is said that he can even make female ghosts sleep!"

"And there's the guy called Wencai! It's said that after being bitten by a zombie, he just felt itchy for a few seconds!"

"And there's Lin Ningshuang! According to legend, the red-robed fire ghost's face was smashed by her with a tree branch!"

"And that guy..."

Facing these beings that are closely related to Uncle Nine’s descendants!

At this moment, Voldemort still held back his breath and shouted:

"It doesn't matter! If you have the guts, call your master over too!"

The descendants of Uncle Nine, led by Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai, sneered:

"Humph! Do the old guys really need to take action against you??? You think too highly of yourself, baldhead!"