Hogwarts Blood Curse Martial Arts

Similar situations are constantly happening on this land. There is no normal person among the three major families. The more they fight, the more excited they become. If they are injured, they will fight harder, luring the enemy to surround themselves and eliminate everyone around them.

What makes the opponent collapse the most is that every time he almost strangles them, a white light flashes and all their injuries are healed.

There were many duels in which Chen Bin could not understand the principles and techniques. In the electric light and flint, there were many changes of attack and defense. Mountains were broken down, lakes were evaporated, and even a large area of ​​clouds in the sky was penetrated.

The magma flowed across the earth. Both parties ignored the red liquid and walked on the rocks. Even the clothes and hair on their bodies showed no signs of carbonization.

Such reality-distorting war scenes are comparable to stories only in the myths of various civilizations.

Those who can fly in the air are the essence, and their attacks often leave only afterimages. One strike can freeze rivers, and a casual sweep can create endless abyss. There is no need to recite a spell or accumulate energy, just endless afterimages, bursting out countless ice, fire, thunder and lightning, simulating different beasts, attacking floating enemies within sight.

Chen Bin's vision is that of a witch. Her strength is significantly inferior to those of the floating spirit bosses, and her speed cannot catch up with her opponents.

However, all the attacks failed to hit her, and every piece of area magic was dodged by her one step ahead.

A spear grazed her hair from behind. Chen Bin only saw the tip of the spear piercing from behind on the left side of her neck. There were two more big bosses in front of her, spewing venom and thunderstorms. However, his vision did not shift. He reached back with his left hand, pulled the gun-wielding psycho's shield to protect her from poisonous gas and lightning, and said one word: "Death!"

In this dream, Chen Bin could not understand their language, but in the previous dream, the mind could understand everything, not only the language, but also the spiritual attack and defense of both sides, the murderous intervention magic, high definition and all-round Prediction of danger, and the ability to reproduce every move they will attack, and how many moments will it take before they are expected.

To describe it as a celestial being, the spells in your hands are attacking and defending, and there are countless invisible magical powers at war.

After the witch possessed by Chen Bin's perspective said the word "death", the opponent who breathed poison and thunder fell downwards with a peaceful expression on his face.

Several big bosses nearby became even more crazy when they saw this. Countless afterimages attacked with different lights, but they were all blocked by the witch. If they couldn't block it, they would use their mouths to stop the opponent.

This ability is just like the huge bug that appeared in the online games that Chen Bin played as a child - the Great Prophecy: If labor and management want you to die, you will die.

The Sibyl family is a prophecy family, but this fighting style is more like the ability to reverse cause and effect: If I say you die, you must die, because I can turn the results into the reasons in my mouth.

In terms of Western settings, this is like a law, something completely beyond Chen Bin's understanding.

The fierce attack and defense lasted for a while. Before the content was replayed, at least the Sibyl patriarch had not died yet.

According to history, she was one of the victors of the war. After the war, she voluntarily merged with Dragon Heart and became the first generation of Maharat. Otherwise, Chen Bin would not be able to see this memory.

I don’t know how many times I repeated this, but when Chen Bin opened his eyes, it was already bright and there was Maharat sitting next to the bed with a smile on his face.

Why can Chen Bin tell at a glance that she is not Katerina? Because she would never show such a sarcastic smile.

"You did this dream!" Chen Bin did not use a question, but was 100% sure.

"Isn't it good to accept it gradually like this?" Maharat smiled and said: "Of course, I also use this method to understand the secrets little by little. I believe you can too."

(╯°Д°)╯︵┻━┻: "What a retarder! You've spent thousands of years, do I have to have the same kind of dream for thousands of years?"

"Who said I have used it for thousands of years?" Maharat smiled mysteriously and said lightly: "Also, do you know that I read it every day and have a single dream every time?"

"Uh..."┬—┬ノ('-'ノ): "How long did it take you?"

"I won't tell you, it's time for breakfast." Maharat showed a charming smile and walked briskly out of the corridor, leaving Chen Bin alone and messy in the wind...

Maharat deliberately opened the window to let the cold wind wake up Chen Bin...

New semester, new atmosphere, new challenges.

Chen Bin and Kate returned to Hogwarts one day early, but met Harry with dark circles under his eyes in the corridor.

ヽ(￣▽￣): "Yo~Why are you so tired?"

Harry yawned widely and said feebly: "I broke through my blood vessels twice during this holiday, and last night happened to be the second time. The pain was so painful that I couldn't sleep all night. No more chatting, let's go back and catch up on some sleep. "

Before the two of them had time to send their luggage to the new teaching building, Lao Deng's patron saint in phoenix form stopped in front of him again.

"It's important to come to my office."

Chen Bin continued to walk towards the dormitory, but Kate said anxiously: "Bin, this is a bit bad..."

"Old Deng just loves to talk." Chen Bin opened the dormitory door and put down his luggage while saying: "He said it was very important, not that it was urgent, but it was not urgent at all. I have learned this lesson many times."

It's a pity that Kate still doesn't have the courage of Chen Bin who is not afraid of boiling water.

Before Chen Bin could take a sip of boiled water, Kate pushed him out of the dormitory and urged him to walk faster and not let the professor wait for him.

"Yo~ Principal, I have to go to work before the holiday is over. Is there something urgent?" Chen Bin just asked for identification to prevent Kate from pushing him out next time.

"Look, a request from Africa." Dumbledore handed him a document.

When he opened it, Chen Bin's expression changed instantly. How to put it well? He had heard it in his previous life. In the story, characteristics such as perseverance, perseverance, humiliation, and concentration would only appear in the villain, who had more good advantages than the protagonist.

In reality, Voldemort, who has the above advantages, came to Africa to cause trouble!

In July last year, he and Darren O'Hare escaped in Asia. The former lost his right hand and legs, and the latter's entire lower body was left on the battlefield in the subcontinent.

After disappearing for half a year, they recently reappeared and chose an area that was almost ignored - the African Magical World.

Now, the European magic world has a headache.

The wizarding world in Africa is quite strange. Although there are ministries of magic of different sizes, not all ministries of magic have powerful power. In some areas, the local ministry of magic is even like used toilet paper in the toilet.

A kind of witchcraft that is very similar to tribal rituals is popular in that place. Miscellaneous tribal witchcraft such as blood sacrifice, body seizing, corpse control, etc. are rampant in various countries.

Some powerful tribes have power across two or three Muggle-defined countries, and some small tribes are located in different locations in certain countries, and are still in a state of war with each other.

Therefore, some African representatives participating in the "International Confederation of Wizards" have their Ministry of Magic's sphere of influence limited to the local capital, and their strength is even weaker than that of some domestic tribes led by Lich Judang. This is because the minimum membership requirement is the capital city. Circle control.