The Dharma God Of All Realms Begins With Harry Potter

Suddenly, there was a rustling sound from the bushes in front of me.

Ye Ting's nerves immediately became tense.

You know, he will face Voldemort, the man known as "the most powerful black necromancer in history."

Although the current Voldemort can only parasitize on the back of Professor Quirrell's head, no one knows what other powerful methods he has.

Soon, the bushes trembled... and then, a hooded figure emerged from the shadows. It was stooped and staggering, as if it was about to fall down at any time.

"Mr. Ye," the hooded man spoke, his voice was quite low and hoarse, but he could still hear that it was Professor Quirrell's voice.

"Ting Ye, why did you appear in the Forbidden Forest at this time?" Professor Quirrell asked Ye Ting in a cold tone that he had never experienced before, approaching him as he spoke.

"Stay where you are, Professor Quirrell," Ye Ting pointed his wand at him and shouted loudly: "Or I can use magic to make you stand where you are.

Hearing this, Professor Quirrell stopped.

"You actually pointed a wand at a professor," he sneered, and threatened Ye Ting: "You appeared in the Forbidden Forest in the middle of the night and pointed a wand at the professor. If you don't repent, Ravenclaw will do it." You will be deducted points, and you will also be detained."

Seeing that Voldemort in front of him actually pretended to be Professor Quirrell to trick him, Ye Ting felt that his IQ was insulted.

"Are you kidding me?" He mocked 680 in a cold tone: "Or has the Dark Lord fallen so low that he has to rely on liars to survive?"

When Professor Quirrell heard this, he was obviously stunned for a moment, and then started to tremble with anger.

"Do you recognize me?" His voice suddenly became sharp, as if it were not a human noise: "Genius of Ravenclaw, dirty Mudblood, how did you recognize me?"

"I've noticed something wrong with Professor Quirrell for a long time," Ye Ting explained calmly in a cold voice: "The smell of garlic all over your body is obviously to cover up your stink, and the trick of the troll on Halloween can't be fooled either. I, you still want to kill Harry in the Quidditch match, coupled with the desire for the Sorcerer's Stone and the thirst for unicorn blood, no one can meet the above conditions except you, the half-dead Dark Lord. "

Definitely, he made this up all in order to scare Voldemort and delay the unicorn. The healing potion cannot take effect so quickly, and if there is an injured unicorn present, he There is no way to let go.

"Humph, really?" After listening to Ye Ting's analysis, Voldemort snorted coldly, but he was secretly frightened and sighed at the wisdom of the first-year necromancer in front of him, so he threatened: "Sure enough, he is worthy of being a Ravenclaw. Genius, it's a pity (aeab), you shouldn't come here, it will cost you your life.

"Throw away your life?" Ye Ting asked back: "I think you are the one who is going to lose your life. You actually killed the unicorn in the forbidden forest! Aren't you afraid of the curse? No, you are definitely not afraid, because you will You must rely on the curse in the unicorn's blood to remain half-dead, right?"

"Since you already know," he said in a whisper, "then get out of the way. My target is only the unicorn behind you. If you leave now, I can spare your life. I can even After returning, I specifically allow you, a lowly Muggle, to become my subordinate. I can see that you have strength far beyond your peers..."

Hearing what he said, Ye Ting laughed out loud, as if he had heard some ridiculous joke.

"Leave here? Join your men? Just you? You, a half-dead, homeless dog, can't even save yourself, but you still have the nerve to threaten me here? Don't you have half the blood of a lowly Muggle?"

Facing Ye Ting's sarcasm, Voldemort couldn't bear it anymore. He waved his wand, and a green light flew towards Ye Ting.

Originally, Ye Ting only needed to dodge slightly and the green light would not be able to hit him. However, in order to protect the unicorn behind him, Ye Ting had to forcefully accept the magic.

He used "Spell Weaver" to cast a shapeshifting spell on the dead wood next to him, and the dead wood immediately rose from the ground and turned into a thick cement wall.

The green light hit the cement wall and made a big crater in it, but it was still blocked.

"Too weak," Ye Ting sighed, sighing in an aria-like tone: "The mighty Dark Lord is now so weak that he can't even handle ten first-year necromancers.

Voldemort was almost mad at his words. He began to bombard Ye Ting regardless of his magic power.

Ye Ting responded calmly, using shapeshifting or counter-spells to block Voldemort's attack.

Finally, Voldemort stopped his frantic attack - his original condition was not very good, and he was almost exhausted of his magic power after all this waste. Ye Ting immediately seized the opportunity and cast a crushing spell on the opponent.

The spell hit Voldemort, but he was not blown to pieces. There was probably some means to prevent the blow, but the spell did not completely fail. He lay on the ground with a face full of pain.

"You cunning mudblood..." Voldemort cursed through gritted teeth, and then his whole body turned into a black smoke, avoiding the second crushing curse of the haze.

A big hole was immediately blasted into the ground.

However, the black smoke disappeared into the dark jungle, and Ye Ting lost Voldemort's location.

He had to concentrate and be on guard, but fortunately there were two magical creatures around him who acted as radars.

Suddenly, the unicorn hissed towards the jungle on the left. Ye Ting turned around and saw the black smoke condensed into Voldemort.

A blast of green magic shot toward Ye Ting, with the aura of death in the light.

It's Avada Kedavra!

This spell was almost impossible to resist with ordinary spells, but Ye Ting still did not move. He calmly used the spell to catch a fish in the lake. The fish flew up in the air and blocked the attack of the death curse.

But Voldemort seized the opportunity to take the lead and continued his offensive.

Next, two more death curses flew towards him.

Ye Ting caught another fish and a rabbit to block two attacks respectively.

However, he was no longer able to block the fourth death curse attack - small animals that are not big enough are not enough to resist the death curse, but Ye Ting couldn't do anything in a short time. I can reach the fourth one. Small animals used.

His right hand had already reached into his pocket, almost summoning Oriana immediately.

At this moment, the unicorn behind him tugged on his cloak with his mouth.

Ye Ting looked back and saw that the unicorn had stood up smoothly, and her injuries had been greatly healed.

The fourth death curse flew towards Ye Ting. Before Ye Ting could react, the unicorn bravely stepped forward and blocked the death curse.

The killing curse hit her horn and then strangely lost its effect.

This shocked Ye Ting. He didn't know that a unicorn's horn could have this effect.

But when you think about the powerful magic resistance of unicorn fur, this seems reasonable.

Definitely, at this time, the unicorn's horn was also burnt black, and it seemed that it would not be like this again in a short time.

The unicorn glanced at Ye Ting, his eyes full of pride, definitely, and expectation of praise.

Ye Ting was a little dumbfounded, she looked like a little girl, but he still touched her soft mane as a reward.

Then, the unicorn walked up to Ye Ting, ducked slightly, and motioned for him to ride on.

For the unicorn, being allowed to ride is a further step in the relationship than petting. It seems that his behavior has furthered the relationship between the unicorn and him.

Ye Ting was just stunned for a moment, then he quickly stood up and looked at Voldemort who was recovering his magic power in the distance.

It's time to turn the offensive. .