The years of welding at Hogwarts

Without further ado, she grabbed the bewildered Miss Beaver, took her arm and ran with her in the opposite direction of the Ravenclaw common room.

Hermione, who didn't understand the situation, could only let her best friend drag her away because of her trust in Shirley.

"What happened?"

Shirley was too busy answering Hermione's questions.

In the corridor in front of the two of them, a figure wrapped in a black robe walked out from the corner.

"Did you notice that? That's quite a keen insight."

Like a hunting lion, the black shadow floated silently through the corridor, like a murderous evil spirit in the dark night, closely following the two girls.

Chapter 70: Fighting in the Dark

The ferocious poisonous snakes were like waving tentacles, attacking the two beautiful girls from behind.

"Thunder Explosion!" Hermione cast a powerful spell behind her without thinking.

The spell that should have caused a violent explosion was like a drop in the ocean, and did not even make a sound as it sank into the dense swarm of snakes.

An exquisite crystal bottle fell into Shirley's hand, and she threw the bottle back with all her might without looking back.

Then the lightning-fast light accurately hit the crystal bottle that was flying horizontally in the air, and the flames that exploded instantly formed an impenetrable, enchanting purple wall of fire behind the two of them.

While escaping, Hermione took the time to turn her head and look back. Hermione's eyes widened in shock.

She thought that Noah's action of bringing a gun into the school was outrageous enough.

As a result, Professor Snape's weird children are more inhuman than each other!

Although she didn't know what the liquid in the potion bottle was made of, its power was clearly beyond that of an ordinary Molotov cocktail.

However, this wall of fire that was so hot that it distorted the air did not even stop the snakes at the rear for a moment.

The ferocious and roaring snakes were stacked up one after another. The poisonous snakes in the front were burned by the flames, and the poisonous snakes swarming from the back pressed up like a wriggling tide, covering up the flames in the front in a moment and extinguishing them.

Seeing the snakes getting closer and closer, a trace of panic appeared on the faces of Hermione and Shirley.

No matter how calm and composed they appeared during their escape, they were, after all, just two teenage girls.

Faced with such a scene, it was already great that they didn't get so scared that their legs went limp and they stood there waiting to die.

The smelly bloody mouths of the snakes in the front were so close that Hermione could even smell the approaching breath of death behind her.

A strong wind suddenly surged behind her head, and Shirley almost subconsciously threw Hermione beside her

Pushed out.

The sharp snake fangs pierced through the gap between the two people.

Although Shirley's push allowed both of them to successfully avoid the attack from behind, they both fell to the ground due to their unstable center of balance.

Looking at the group of snakes that had caught up with them from behind, Shirley and Hermione looked at each other, and they both saw a look of despair in each other's eyes.

At this moment, an extremely reassuring voice sounded above their heads.

"Lower your head."

The blazing dark blue flame was like a snarling dragon, madly absorbing the magic power from the caster to strengthen itself. In just a breath, it expanded to the point where it could engulf the entire corridor.

In the pitch-black night, a corner of the dark Hogwarts Castle suddenly radiated a faint blue light.

When the light faded, the corridor where Hermione and Shirley were standing was no longer recognizable from its original appearance.

The violent and ferocious group of snakes disappeared, replaced by a whole dark mark, emitting an unpleasant burnt smell.

Pieces of shapeless charcoal were scattered randomly on the ground, with some red burn marks like lava remaining on them.

There was nothing left of the portraits hanging on the walls on both sides and the metal armor displayed in the corridor.

There was only a large amount of liquid metal that looked like maltose that melted and solidified again, forming one cyberpunk-style abstract painting after another on the walls and the ground.

"Run along this corridor to the end, turn right, go straight and then turn left."

Noah's voice was free of emotion. "I saw an ugly stone statue and said Lemon Sherbet. That's Dumbledore's office."

Hermione seemed to be hesitant to speak, "Noah..."

Before she could say anything, Shirley pulled her up from the ground and resolutely dragged her away from the corridor that was about to become a battlefield.

She still has a clear mind when it comes to this kind of thing.

She wouldn't cry and say useless nonsense, such as -

"I won't leave, I want to stay with you!"

She had a clear enough understanding of her own fighting ability. If she and Hermione stayed, they would only become a burden that would restrict Noah's actions. If they ran to ask for reinforcements early, they might be able to call Dumbledore over before the battle was over.

Before running to the corner of the corridor, Shirley paused, turned back and looked deeply at Noah.

Then she took another step.

Listening to the two girls' slightly nervous footsteps getting farther and farther away from him, Noah raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and the Fang Tian Hua Ji fell into his hand.

"Come out, Professor Quirrell. It's not gentlemanly to sneak around and do something to these two ladies."

There was suddenly movement in the dead silence and darkness ahead.

Accompanied by the sound of footsteps approaching from afar, a figure wrapped in a black robe became clearer and clearer, and finally stood still less than ten meters away from Noah.

"How do you know it was me?"

The man in black robe lifted his hood, revealing a face that Noah was familiar with.

This face, which had always been somewhat timid, was now distorted unnaturally, and his eyes were filled with a morbid emotion mixed with violence and calmness.

"because……"

A bit of cold light arrived first, and then the gun shot out like a dragon!

There was no warning and the ten-meter distance was just a blink of an eye for Noah.

The halberd's tip, flashing with a cold light, pierced between Quirrell's eyebrows with incredible sharpness, pointing straight at the back of his head.

A silver-white shield suddenly emerged from thin air.

The sound of metal colliding echoed in the corridor.

Noah did not expect that such a simple thrust would be enough to succeed. After all, no matter how downtrodden the opponent was, he was still a demon-level existence.

"Damn it!" Quirrell was shocked and angry.

A scarlet light lit up in the corridor.

At the critical moment when the light of the Cruciatus Curse was about to hit him, Noah twisted his body extremely hard and dodged the lightning beam.

But he did not expect that Quirrell just shook his wrist lightly, and the scarlet light that he had narrowly avoided was distorted at an angle in the air.

Before his body was hit by the Cruciatus Curse that changed its path, Noah opened his palm, and a golden magic circle opened. A round object fell from it and rolled on the ground towards Quirrell.

Heart-piercing pain came from all over his limbs. Noah, who was suddenly hit by the Cruciatus Curse, felt that all the bones in his body were burning.

This drained all the strength from his body in an instant, and it took great willpower for him to suppress the urge to scream.

Noah let out a painful hoarse roar from his throat, staring at the cannonball that had rolled to Quirrell's feet, a slightly hideous smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Goodbye."

A circular magic circle opened up in front of him, and with a deafening bang, the hard walls on both sides were instantly shattered in the violent explosion.

Also broken was the soundproofing barrier that Quirrell had set up on this floor in advance.

This was the first time that the noise of the two men's fight was transmitted to the outside world.

With the strong thrust from the explosion, Noah's body

Like a cannonball, it flew out of the castle amid a pile of broken bricks and stones.

The robe fluttered in the wind and turned into wings that looked like flying wings, carrying Noah as he drew an arc in the air and flew towards a silent dark forest in the distance.

Accompanied by Quirrell's angry roar, a wisp of black smoke flew out from the red flames.

Looking at Quirrell who was chasing him closely, Noah snorted coldly.

Magic power accumulated in the palm of his hand, and jagged protrusions emerged from the corners of the circular magic circle, turning into a sharp flywheel that rotated at a high speed.

The two roulette wheels that were thrown with all their might cut through the air and whistled towards Quirrell's head in the black fog.

Eight points of light!

Two scarlet bolts of lightning burst out from the tip of the magic wand and accurately struck the eight-point light wheel thrown by Noah.

In an instant, the halo formed by pure magic power turned into a ball of exploding fireworks.

Behind the exploding fireworks, two more light wheels, larger than the previous ones, flew out and slashed fiercely at Quirrell's body.

Quirrell had obviously anticipated such an attack. He aimed the wand in his hand at the incoming halo with a confident look, and the magical light flickered on the tip of the wand.

but……

His attention was focused only on the two halos that illuminated the night sky, but he ignored an inconspicuous cylindrical object hidden behind the halos.

boom!

It seemed as if a strong light that was enough to annihilate everything was released from the stun grenade in an instant, and a deafening scream roared in Quirrell's ears. Then all the sounds in the world were swallowed up in this sudden explosion.

"idiot!"

In the dark night, Noah vaguely heard an angry shout.

The next moment, a pale green light that was thicker than the previous scarlet lightning lit up in the night sky. After piercing through the eight-part light wheel, it continued to strike towards Noah with unabated force.

Chapter 71 Will Severus mourn for you?

Noah almost broke out in a cold sweat after narrowly avoiding the killing curse that came from behind.

The high-decibel sound waves released from the stun bomb and the bright light that was enough to blind everything actually affected Quirrell...

No, it had no effect on Voldemort who was residing in the back of Quirrell's head.

I don’t know if it’s because of the special state of possession, or if Voldemort was living in the back of his head with his back facing the stun grenade, so the stun grenade didn’t work.

In short, Noah doesn't have time to think about so many things now.

The most important thing for him at the moment is to descend.

After all, the speed of flying with a wing suit cannot compare to that of a being like Voldemort who can fly, and it is not flexible enough to avoid extremely fast spells.

If we continue to fight in the air, it would be tantamount to suicide.

After throwing a few stun grenades to the rear as cover, Noah changed the direction of his flight and plunged headlong into the dark forest below like a bat with broken wings.

The magic shield broke the branches along the way and also reduced the impact of the fall.

Falling heavily to the ground, Noah didn't care about the pain in his body. The moment he touched the solid ground, he immediately rolled to the side a few times.

Several magical lightning bolts fell from the sky and struck the spot where he had previously landed, only blowing up a few clumps of dirt.

The robe was covered with dirt and fallen leaves, but Noah looked calm and composed, and he didn't look at all dishevelled. The solid feeling under his feet gave him endless confidence.

Several silver-white pointed sticks engraved with unknown magic patterns appeared in Noah's hands.

Long sticks flew out from the air, pierced into the surrounding grass, and sank deep into the soil.

After throwing out the last long stick, Noah once again took out his Fang Tian Hua Ji and stabbed it into the ground in front of him, waiting for Voldemort to come.

The black mist condensed into a human shape in the open space covered with fallen leaves, and Quirrell slowly stepped out of the mist.

"The last time, the person who attacked me in the Forbidden Forest..."

Quirrell's eyes, bloodshot due to the strong light, were fixed on Noah. Even though his vision was blurred, it could not hinder the transmission of murderous intent.

His voice suddenly rose a few notes, "It's you! Noah Shafrin!"

In the midst of his anger, Quirrell stopped stuttering.

A delicate and small pager appeared in Noah's hand behind his back. "Don't talk nonsense without evidence, Professor Quirrell."

Noah pressed a button on his pager.

Invisible radio waves shot out, crossing a distance of dozens of kilometers in the blink of an eye.

"How could a good student like me do something like assassinating a professor?"

you fart!

Do you want to open your eyes and see what you are doing now?