Rubik’s Cube of Heavens Chapter 132: Attack

Seeing Quirrell charging at him, Harry Potter couldn't help but turn and run.

But Quirrell seemed to see through Harry's thoughts, and suddenly raised his hand and snapped his fingers as he moved forward, causing a large wall of fire to suddenly rise at the end of the retreat steps.

In this case, Harry's escape steps suddenly stopped.

When Quirrell saw this, he continued forward with a look of disdain.

At this point, all of Professor Quirrell's attention was on Harry Potter, so Kewen was welcome.

Just as Quirrell walked over to Harry and raised his arm, about to catch Harry who was stunned there, Corwin shook his hand and grabbed the wand that had slipped from his cuff in his hand.

Then he quickly swung his wand from bottom to top, and a silent 'Shenfeng Wuying' sharp blade was suddenly launched.

The speed of the blade was very fast, and it cut through Quirrell's shoulder almost instantly. Before he could feel the pain, Quirrell's raised arm suddenly disappeared, flipping in the air and falling on Harry above the chest.

Harry raised his hand subconsciously, took the thing that touched his chest in his arms, looked down, let go of his hand in horror and took a step back.

Until then, Quirrell had only just begun to feel the pain, and he could not help but let out a scream.

The attack on Kewen's side is not over yet.

When Voldemort ordered Quirrell to kill him just now, he could see where Quirrell's wand was hidden.

Therefore, in order to avoid mistakes, Kewen chanted the magic spell in a low voice to strengthen the spellcasting effect. Almost the moment Quirrell just screamed, another 'weapon except you' was fired.

With a 'whoosh', the wand that had been inserted into Quirrell's waist suddenly flew out in a whirl, and was blown into pieces by Kewen's successive 'Smashing Curse' in the air.

Cowen's careful handling did not attract the attention of the other two.

At this time, Professor Quirrell was screaming while clutching his broken arm, while Harry Potter lowered his head in astonishment, looking at the arm he had thrown away on the ground.

That arm was undergoing a drastic change, as if it had suddenly lost its moisture, became dry and cracked, and soon turned into dust and exploded.

Kewen was accustomed to watching the six-way in battle, so he also saw the change in that arm.

A thought popped into my mind, and then another finger on the wand hit Quirrell, who was screaming and turning to look at him.

The spell was just a simple 'repulsion spell'. After hitting it, Quirrell couldn't help but sideways and rammed into Harry Potter.

Harry raised his hand almost subconsciously, pushing Quirrell's head against him.

The moment Harry's hands touched Quirrell's skin, Quirrell's screams suddenly became more heart-wrenching.

Like the arms on the ground, Harry's hands seemed to have turned into soldering irons or something, and the moment they touched Quirrell's skin, the other's face began to dry and crack.

The cracking effect spread very fast, causing Professor Quirrell's screams to disappear suddenly, and his body lost resistance, and was pushed back by Harry.

But just taking a few steps back, the cracking effect had already spread all over Professor Quirrell.

The next moment, as Professor Quirrell took another step back habitually, his body suddenly collapsed, leaving all his clothes scattered on the ground, and his entire flesh and blood body collapsed into a pile of dust.

Harry was completely stunned by the sight in front of him, his eyes widened in confusion, looking at the ashes left by Professor Quirrell, and then looking down at his hands.

"Damn you-"

Voldemort's voice suddenly emerged from the pile of clothes that Professor Quirrell had left behind.

Kewen's set of attacks was too abrupt and too smooth.

And the next series of changes also made Voldemort completely unresponsive.

It wasn't until Quirrell was completely turned to ashes that Voldemort finally recovered.

With the sound of angry shouts, a whirlwind suddenly rose from the pile of clothes, and black mist emerged from the pile of clothes, and began to gather and form into the whirlwind.

Standing near the magic mirror, Kewen squinted slightly and quickly glanced at Harry, who was still dazed, and another thought appeared in his heart.

Through the verification just now, combined with the memory data, Kewen came to a result.

Harry has the protective magic of his mother's 'love', which seems to restrain the remnant of Voldemort.

The yin and yang of all things are opposed to each other. Compared with any theory of relativity or opposition theory, the ancestors of China have long ago studied the yin and yang of all things clearly.

Now that Harry's protection is masculine, Voldemort's remnant is the opposite feminine.

If Voldemort's soul is intact, he may be able to compete with Harry's protective measures, but his soul is incomplete, so it can only be restrained by Harry.

In the same way, it is speculated that as long as the character is the curse of [Yang], it can also restrain the remnant soul of Voldemort?

According to the situation in the original plot where Voldemort could only flee in embarrassment, it seems that Voldemort's remnant soul can't play any role now.

Then, Kewen intends to experiment with this.

Just do it.

Just as the whirlwind gathered the black mist and formed a shadow like an evil spirit, Kewen suddenly swung his wand and chant: "God guard!"

Almost all the positive emotions were mobilized. The magic guard that Kewen condensed this time was very huge. A bird with a diameter of nearly two meters, shining with silver light, suddenly drilled out from the tip of the wand.

“喳——”

A cry of joy ~IndoMTL.com~ The magic bird circled quickly around Cowen before swooping towards Voldemort's remnant.

Bowing his head, the sharp beak of the magic bird was like a sharp arrow, breaking through the black mist of Voldemort's remnant soul without hindrance, and then the entire huge bird passed through the remnant soul.

"Ah-"

Voldemort screamed, no less mournful than Quirrell just now.

The black mist of the remnant souls exploded, but quickly regrouped with great effort.

However, Kewen will not give the opponent a chance to immediately control the magic bird to attack again.

Next, the screams continued to sound in the room, and every time the magical bird penetrated by, the gathering speed of Voldemort's remnant soul would become slower.

During this time, Cowen also took the opportunity to unleash other spells of many attack types.

But the unabated screams symbolize that Voldemort's remnant soul is only in pain, but there is no sign of being successfully destroyed.

Seeing this, Kewen could not help frowning.

Commanded the magical bird to penetrate Voldemort's remnant again, slowing down the opponent's recondensation speed again.

Taking this opportunity, a cold light flashed in Kewen's eyes.

No longer controlling the magical bird, Cowen pointed his wand toward the gathering Voldemort's remnant, and a slight green light emerged from the tip of the wand.

Although the magic world prohibits the use of black magic, it is ridiculous that the three unforgivable spells are almost universally known.

The greenness of the wand tip gradually becomes more intense.

Kewen's eyes were cold, his voice was indifferent, and he recited lightly: "Awada—"

"Stop!"

With a loud shout, Kewen suddenly stopped casting spells.

The greenery at the tip of the wand dissipated, and Cowen and Harry turned their heads at the same time, looking in the direction of the sound...