The Handsome Dark Lord[Comprehensive]

Time is always fleeting in combat.The Killing Curse missed a hit, and everyone present immediately took the breathing space, and they all defended and counterattacked.

Even Harry, who knew nothing about it, probably guessed the situation, so Voldemort's strength in trying to shake him off was not unexpected at all. Instead, he clasped his back defensively, preventing the opponent from breaking free immediately.

But in this way, it means that they cannot defend against attacking magic from all directions.

Harry knew he had to make a choice.

In fact, he didn't have time to make any choices at all.Long before his brain thought of this, his body turned over automatically, dragging Voldemort to turn over several times, avoiding the impact of the attack.Fortunately, everyone on the other side was in a panic and attacked in a hurry, so it was not difficult to dodge them all.

His movements were swift and violent, and he even touched the wand, but Voldemort's experience was obviously far superior to his.Those spells encountered invisible protection before they hit the ground, and were neutralized in mid-air, and some even made the buzzing sound of metal collisions, sparking a small flash of light.

"Run!" roared Sirius' voice.It seems that this short fight is enough for them to confirm something.The mixed footsteps went away, and it sounded like rolling and crawling.

Only Sirius walked steadily and slowly, approaching from not far away.

The smoke and dust from the fireplace explosion will clear away, revealing two entangled figures on the ground.

After the tossing just now, Harry could no longer hold Voldemort any longer. The hand holding the wand was firmly clamped in reverse, a knee leg was stuck between his legs, and the back of his neck was pinched painfully.That force seemed to be infected with anger, bit by bit, it undeniably tore him away.

Harry tried hard to read Voldemort's expression, but failed.Not just because of the lack of a light source, but also because that face had been covered with a Confusion Charm.But Harry was so familiar with it that even though he couldn't see anything, he knew the precise location of every feature, and even the possible irritation on it.

The moment Sirius saw them clearly, his liver and gallbladder were almost torn apart.

"Harry!!" he growled, "Let go! Let him go!"

The wand was pointed firmly at the two of them, but the curse light at the tip did not dare to fire.

Still staring at Voldemort's face hidden under the Confusion Curse, Harry said in a hoarse voice, "I see." He relaxed his body slightly, as if answering Sirius, or to the person on him.

Inertia caused him to fall to the ground, but the hand holding his neck was removed at the very moment, and it was placed under his head to bear the impact of the collision.

The unexpected buffer made it impossible for Harry to maintain the tranquility of the lake in his heart, and the slightest ripples spread out, like a breeze that couldn't be grasped.

"I won't coerce you with emotion...but..." He murmured, taking advantage of the moment when his hand was relaxed, he got up and plunged into the shadow of his hood, and touched his lips precisely, "See you later."

He let go of his hands and feet completely, and let himself be thrown a few meters away by the opponent's instinctive counterattack. Before his body stopped completely, he rolled and turned to Sirius. He stood up at the same time as Voldemort with agility, and stood side by side with the godfather.

"Well done, Harry!" Sirius praised confusedly, as if he had received quite a shock, his eyes could not help but drift back and forth to his godson.

Harry just stared deeply at the silent Voldemort.

Under the hood, only a pair of scarlet eyes stared at him.

The yew wand lifted, past them, straight up.

"The corpse reappears."

Sirius let out a groan, grabbed Harry's hand and pushed it away.

"Death Eaters are coming! Go!"

Harry had no objection, but pulled him away forcefully in the opposite direction: "We are together!"

Sirius was caught off guard and lost his center of gravity, and uttered an armor curse in panic, only to find that Voldemort's wand was not aimed at them, but turned to the other side, and before he could see clearly, he was dragged out of the side hall by Harry .

Voldemort watched them disappear through the door, the wand pointing to one side had already caught the ulterior motive, swung it in the opposite direction, and dragged him out to his feet.

"The curse just now was activated when I took the first step. It's a pity..." He stepped on the back shoulder of the person under his feet, making the opponent unable to move, and said slowly, "I'll teach you this trick Yes, Severus."

There was a void in front of Snape's eyes, his whole body was being corroded by the cold of the floor, only the Dark Mark on his arm was burning like a scalding iron.

He is not alone.

Outside the invisible roof, a green phantom rose slowly, casting a huge Dark Mark in the hazy night sky.Countless werewolves wandering in the forest stopped at the signal of the leader and looked at the phantom in the sky together.

Even in wolf form, Finx felt the movement of the Dark Mark, and the order of the Dark Lord was like a sudden bang in his ears.

— roll over here.

Finx let out a low growl in fear, and the little werewolf leader next to him seemed to understand what happened, and sobbed softly a few times.

Just one step away, the Dark Lord found Cortlandt's safe house before they did.

The little leader touched Finks' ear, urging him to act.Finx came to his senses and dared not delay. He immediately raised the call sign and led the group towards the direction of the Dark Mark.

It's already very close, and it will take less than 1 minute to rush there.

The wolves howled wave after wave, like a boiling lake and sea rushing together.The earth-shattering howl of wolves came into the safe house, causing Kingsley, who was manipulating the transfer of the outer tree, to change his face slightly.

"We were found."

Kalis, who was drinking the compound potion with his head up, raised his strange eyebrows, his excitement flashed, and then his whole face twisted, transforming into a thin old man with silver hair and beard. original owner.

"It doesn't matter, you can replace the tree sitter." The voice was also completely old, "Mr. Cortland."

Cortland sat on a stump-like stool, leaning on a cane, as motionless as a statue.

Callis, who had turned into him, was holding another potion in her hand, which had just been put into her hair, and was now digested and ready to be taken.

He glanced at it, moved his eyes to Callis unkindly, and refused coldly.

"It's too dangerous. You don't need it."

Callis didn't refute, but looked at Scrimgeour.Eyes met for a second, and the two understood each other.Scrimgeour shot a spell from behind, and Cortland sat stiffly on the spot immediately, while Callis simply snapped the bottle up, and helped his head to finish filling the potion.

"Excuse me, Mr. Cortland."

Scrimgeour caught Kirtland's crooked body, black curly long hair was crazily protruding from his head, the silver hair was swallowed up bit by bit, and finally turned into a black-haired girl completely.Callis snatched the cane, sat on it before he was completely off the stump, and said the spell.

"This body takes root."

The moment the handover was completed, two green vines emerged from the tree stump, wrapped around her ankles and locked tightly, until a trace of blood was drawn before she retreated in satisfaction.

Calis gasped slightly, and he had the location of the safe house in the tree in his mind.

"The entrance of the cave is blocked." She said immediately, "The other directions are also full of werewolves."

"I knew it earlier!" Cortland, who looked like a black-haired girl, cursed angrily, "You've got a fart on top!"

"I can only give up this safe house." Scrimgeour said, "Kirtland is still in the desensitization period, and he can't see under trees. I'll take him with him."

Kingsley was still manipulating the outer trees, looking for terrain suitable for escape.Hearing this, he looked at Kalis, who looked like an old man, and frowned slightly: "What should she do?"

"Change the position back, brat." Cortland temporarily lost his vision, commanding into the air.

"The man who sits on the tree will not die that day, isn't he?" Callis didn't care. If Mr. Tran isn't here, it won't matter if I get caught."

"What will happen?" Kirtland laughed angrily, "Do you think they're going to play tricks with you? The Unforgivable Curse and fireworks?"

It's a pity that at such an urgent moment, other people in the room didn't have the mental capacity to pay attention to his sarcasm.Although Kingsley frowned slightly, but his more important task was to divert the outside tree, and he quickly returned his attention regardless of their dispute.

Scrimgeour opened the broom display case. Apparition is impossible in this "rootless forest", and they can only use broomsticks to escape. They have already prepared for this.Kingsley quickly selected a high ground, and had just moved the outer tree into place under the pressure of the wolves, the entire safe house suddenly erupted with violent vibrations, and the breath of black magic swept up and down!

Callis was the first to feel the tingling in his head, and his head tilted and passed out.Scrimgeour was startled, and quickly stepped on the broom, and just grabbed Cortland's arm when the door was knocked open.

"Be careful!" Kingsley yelled, reacting very quickly to block before Kirtland, and pointed his wand at the coming person.

The defensive magic had been broken, but what Kingsley didn't expect was that it wasn't the Dark Lord who appeared in front of him, but Sirius and Harry.

"Kingsley, the broom!" Sirius was the first to call.Harry cast the spell directly: "Fly the broom!"

There was another shock, and then a continuous shaking.Kingsley looked out the window and said, "The wolves are attacking!"

Throwing him the broom, Sirius volunteered, "I'll make the way!"

"Me too!" said Harry.They looked at each other, and Sirius patted his right shoulder lightly, without further words, "Let's go!"

Two black shadows flew out of the tree hole, and the spells guarding outside caught up immediately. The broom hit a layer of fine magic net, bounced back like a spring, and shot at the wolves.

Harry twisted the broom vigorously, turning an extremely sharp angle in mid-air, avoiding crashing into the wolf pile, and at the same time sent Sirius, who was also out of control, flying sideways and slamming on the tree trunk.

The wolves gathered under the tree immediately jumped up, trying to bite Sirius down.His broom was bitten by a wolf with amazing jumping power, and he was about to be dragged down completely. At this time, Harry, who quickly recovered, rushed over, grabbed his clothes and lifted them up. The broom fell back to the ground.

"Are you all right?" Harry asked.Sirius laughed loudly: "Very good!"

Despite the embarrassment, he pulled out his staff in a distorted posture indifferently, taking advantage of Harry's superb flying skills to protect himself, he threw attack spells at the wolves without interruption, and fought several werewolves on the ground in the air, to the delight , and even yelled: "Keep down, Harry!"

Harry clutched Sirius' collar tightly, and the protective magic outside the tree was reversed into an imprisoning effect at some point, preventing all outward momentum.Harry could only circle around the tree trunk, looking for weak points, constantly bumping into it, being bounced back again, and dodging the attacking magic from the ground. Once he descended, even he couldn't take care of it at the same time.

Ignoring Sirius' request, he bit out his wand with his teeth, silently recited the division spell, and kept flying around the weakest circle of the protective magic net, casting it over and over again.

After Sirius put down a werewolf with long blond hair, he noticed Harry's action, turned his wand, and worked together to destroy the magic net.The high-level attack magic effect is extraordinary, after a circle, the protective net cracked a hole.

Harry was keenly aware of it immediately, and excitedly shouted: "It's broken!" Turning the broom, he rushed out with Sirius in his arms.

The moment he skipped the dense tree shade and sprinted straight into the sky, a figure flashed out of the corner of Harry's eyes.

It was a critical moment. The blond man lying in the bushes, wearing thick glasses, was holding up his wand and trying to break through the protective net. A wolf that jumped out from the gap happened to pass over his head, with its fangs wide open. Just bite it down!

"Hmm!" Harry held his wand in his mouth, and he could only cast a deterrent spell forcefully, hitting the grass to remind the blond man.The wolf was also disturbed, let out a howl, missed the best time, and deviated from the landing position.The blond man reacted immediately, turned his head and threw the magic spell, but was dodged by the more shrewd wolf, who raised his head and bit off the magic wand!

"Ahhhh-!"

At the very moment, Harry threw Sirius up into the air, and he flung Sirius to the ground with centrifugal force. When it continued to bite his arm, he grabbed the thick wolf's neck, and pressed it down with the momentum, almost breaking it into pieces. Two paragraphs!