Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 1348: The hard-won turnaround
The sharpness of the Gryffindor sword is beyond doubt. To this day, Maca has never seen anything that it can't cut. In the hands of Harry, who was able to wave it against the enemy, it was impossible to say that it was invincible.
Of course, it may not be destroyed when faced with a series of magic items of the same level, such as the Bewitching Monument and the Devouring Mirror. After all, if it can be done, then Helbo might have been eliminated as early as the four founders of Hogwarts, right?
And now this time, the Gryffindor sword has once again proved that its sharpness is almost unstoppable.
When Harry straddled the flying broomstick, followed behind Maca straight to the gloomy rune pattern, the silver mirror-like sword reflected the light and dragged it out in the final dash A dazzling brilliance like a silver ribbon.
When he was about to rush to the black figure lying on his back, Maca, who took the lead in order to ensure Harry's safety, gave way a little to make room for Harry who followed him.
is only one hit! Regardless of success or failure, one touch and go!
"Boom!"
Under Harry's vigorous swing of the sword, the silver light instantly drew a semicircle, and it landed on the black neck with great precision.
It must be admitted that the body of this demon is indeed stronger than ever before. It's just that as soon as the blade touched the opponent's skin, Harry immediately felt a resistance-it was definitely more laborious than when he chopped down the shields of the black-eyed wizards.
But even so, the Gryffindor sword still proved its sharpness with facts.
, even though Harry’s sword was blocked, he still cut into the devil’s black "skin" with one blow, and even reached one-third of the depth at once. If he could cut twice in the same position, he might be beheaded on the spot.
But, regardless of the difficulty of hitting the same position... Harry still remembers Maca very clearly. He didn't regret or hesitate, he immediately wanted to draw a sword and retreat after a record fell.
But at this moment, the black demon who was lying on the ground with closed eyes suddenly opened his eyes, stretched out his right hand abruptly, and grabbed it on the shiny silver sword.
Harry used all his strength, but he didn't twitch.
"Let it go! Idiot, let it go--"
This is not Maca's shout, because the voice is so small that Harry, who was nervous for a while, almost didn't hear it clearly. On the contrary, it was Maca who was next to him, and as soon as he heard the voice, he realized who was talking.
Immediately, Maca slapped Harry's hand holding the hilt away with a backhand shot, and then pushed him back.
"Take the sorting hat out, you can take the sword directly from it! Then, do you remember what I said when I came? Now you have to go--"
Harry almost fell off the broom by that push. But under Maca's reminder, he left the Gryffindor sword for a while, turned his head and left with the fastest acceleration. As he went away, while pulling out the sorting hat from his bag with one hand, he turned his head and looked behind him.
"Maca..."
The moment he turned his head, Harry saw that the **** man who had been cut in the neck just now had risen. Then, seeing his lightly exerting force, he easily took off the Gryffindor sword stuck on his neck.
"Boom!"
In order to keep the demon and prevent Harry from getting into trouble, Maca had to wave his staff again to use the power of the cooling rules. Even if he knew it was ineffective against the other party, it would be enough as long as he restrained him a little before Harry completely left.
Accompanied by the sound of ice crystals condensing, the ultra-low temperature cold current flowed in an instant, coating the ground nearby with a layer of hoarfrost.
As for the black demon, at least temporarily, it was frozen in a large, translucent block of ice.
The next moment, Maca saw through the ice cube, and the Gryffindor sword that the opponent was holding suddenly disappeared out of thin air. He knew that Harry should have pulled the sword from the Sorting Hat again.
"What a convenient feature."
He muttered secretly, and then instantly removed the piece of ice close to the opponent's neck, and then slammed the staff straight into the wound Harry had just cut with the Gryffindor sword.
Even if it only cuts in one-third of the depth, it is already serious enough. If it is replaced by a normal human, it will definitely be **** now.
But when Maca’s staff slammed past it quickly, something was finally discovered. That is undoubtedly another ability of this so-called "demon"-self-repair!
"Fry me!"
Maca’s mastery of fire is naturally far less than Haierbo, but the most basic modern spell is obviously not a problem. And when the high-temperature flame and the ultra-low-temperature cold current meet in the opponent's neck, he thinks this should give some effect, right?
After all, it exploded directly in the wound Harry could see!
"Boom——"
This explosion is actually not very dynamic, because it is not only covered by the body of the devil, but also blocked by the frozen ice. When a large number of ice crystals scattered and splashed, Maca resisted the impact that it would inevitably face when detonating at close range, but only took a step back.
"Huh?"
This time, Maca finally saw the effect of his attack-the wound he was repairing before had become a fist-sized eye defect.
It's just ~IndoMTL.com~ that made Maca suddenly light, but it was actually that scarlet blood leaked out of the wound!
In fact, this "demonic body" was originally molded on the basis of Muriel's body. After the ceremony, it continued to assimilate the inner Muriel's body, and now it has actually completed most of it.
If this demon is completely assimilated, then the strength of this body might be higher than it is now.
"Blood?"
For Maca, it is difficult to tell whose blood it is for the time being, but he actually doesn't care who is wrapped in the black body.
because he only needs to understand what he is going to do next...
blast again!
But at the moment when Maca decided to replicate the explosion just now, the black demon whose neck was blown in half stretched out a hand, quickly and accurately Grabbed his staff.
At that moment, Maca noticed a strange feeling, as if... Yes, as if the demon in front of him suddenly changed.
There is a sense of disobedience that is very different from the previous one.
"Haierbo?"
Actually in Maca’s perception, it shouldn’t be Helbo’s breath, but he subconsciously frowned and said the name.
and then--
"Are you... Maca McLean?"
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