Hogwarts Blood Curse Martial Arts

Wood picked his ears and said dissatisfied: "Stop! I know. After he took the last O.W.L.s test paper, he was taken to another examination room by the proctor. It seems that he will not be able to crawl back until late at night."

"This bitch will have this day too! Hahahaha!" A seventh-grade student sneered, which was met with cheers from more than thirty people.

"It seems that no one can help us." Harry smiled bitterly at Ron and Hermione: "I want to get the stone before Snape tonight."

"You're crazy!" Ron shouted.

"You can't! Have you forgotten what Professor McGonagall and Snape just said? You will be kicked out of school!" Hermione objected immediately.

"So what?" Harry shouted. "Once Snape gets the stone, Voldemort can regain his strength. Won't he make things difficult for you or your family? In comparison, losing points is no longer important, and the House Cup is nothing. Even Hogwart Even if Ci fires me, I will not give in to the evil forces! I am going to pass that level tonight, you two, please stop trying to persuade me. Voldemort killed my parents, have you forgotten?"

The three of them discussed for a while, and then their eyes gradually became firmer.

Chen Bin walked out of the closed examination room. His legs were weak, his face was haggard, his eyes were sunken, and he would definitely fall down if the wind blew. He vowed not to take any magic test again in his life. If there was an extra time limit, he would blow up the exam room!

The last subject he took today was N.E.W.T.s' "Muggle Studies". The content was extremely hard-core and seriously exceeded the textbook content. He wasted a lot of brain cells compiling answers.

He firmly believes that not many candidates this year can get good results in this subject, and even whether they can pass is a mystery.

The promised wizard doesn't know much about modern society. Mrs. Weasley doesn't know how many stamps she needs to affix. Mr. Weasley loves to collect batteries, and they are all Bullshit! The only explanation is that they didn't read Muggle Studies during their school days.

Didn't you notice in episode six that the Muggle Prime Minister was shocked that his right-hand secretary Kingsley Shacklebolt was actually a wizard sent by the Ministry of Magic? The entire highest level of Muggles was also perfectly deceived!

Today's "Muggle Studies" exam papers include the Afghan War, the Iran-Iraq War, the disintegration of the Soviet Union, Middle Eastern civilization, East Asian civilization, Christian civilization, the Gulf War, global industrial transfer, oil economy, the "Plaza Accord", and the operation of international currency.

Who said wizards really don’t understand Muggles? Chen Bin was the first to chop him to death with a knife!

At the very least, graduates of "Muggle Studies" understand the operation of Muggle society better than ordinary Muggles!

Chen Bin leaned against the wall and looked at the sky habitually, and then stretched out his wrist to check the time. Who told him that he was still accustomed to the sunshine at low latitudes in his previous life?

You know, Scotland has a minimum of 7 hours of sunshine in winter and a maximum of 17 hours of sunshine in summer!

He reached out to look at his watch, but a cloud of white smoke grabbed his arm.

"You're out."

Before he could raise his head in time, the white smoke pulled him to apparate into the room where the three-headed dog was hidden.

Chen Bin vomited it out directly this time, causing the three-headed dog to hide aside.

"It turns out this big dog has mysophobia." Chen Bin used the floating spell to direct the vomit to chase the three-headed dog, making it dodge left and right, and it was a great time.

"Can you please stop being so boring? Harry has reached the last level." Dumbledore simply made the vomit disappear and pushed him into the hole.

Chen Bin climbed up desperately and refused: "Stop, stop, stop. They will be fine. At most, Ron has a little skin injury. Isn't it caused by the wizard chess game you set up?"

Dumbledore stopped pushing and knelt down to reason. "Originally I was very confident. But I just remembered that you used the Death Curse to scare Tom, and his fate may have been slightly interfered with. Therefore, it is safer to go down and monitor."

Chen Bin was stuck at the entrance of the cave and retorted: "Then you won't go down?"

"If you were really in danger, wouldn't I apparate over here?" Dumbledore tapped his head with his wand, but Chen Bin didn't buy it. "What's in it for me?"

"what do you want?"

Chen Bin didn't expect the old man to be so generous, so he said without hesitation: "The magic stone."

"Didn't you use it?" Dumbledore asked with a smile, which made Chen Bin feel bad.

"Old man, you wouldn't use the magic stone as the raw material of the ball just to make me pass the exam, would you? Then isn't there no magic stone in the mirror now?" Chen Bin couldn't accept that such an important magic stone was turned into a learning machine. Is this luxury? What about waste? Or is it a pity?

You know, Voldemort's preferred resurrection material was this stone. It was only after Quirrell was killed that he noticed the need to use Harry's blood. To use such a rare treasure for cheating in exams is a waste of money!

Dumbledore stroked the bow of his white beard and said with a strange expression: "Nicolas Flamel was going to destroy it, and he also agreed to make the Sorcerer's Stone into a memory ball, and the memory ball was made by himself. As for the magic stone in the mirror, of course it is fake. Who would put the real treasure in the bait? It seems that your prophecy is not omniscient and omnipotent."

Chen Bin was speechless. Aunt Luo Lin didn't say that the thing in the mirror was fake. No, even if she said it, it wasn't written in the book. "Old man, you are cruel. Last question, why are you looking for me?"

Dumbledore said happily: "Because you have more justice than your mother."

Chen Bin rolled his eyes at him and jumped into the cave. Comparing Yisha with herself is a kind of humiliation. Her dream is to be a happy little woman, staying in the castle and living a life without shame every day with the prince from the East...

In addition, Dumbledore's words also revealed a piece of information: he had sensed Isha's heart. Chen Bin guessed that he might have sensed the temperament of all students through the sorting hat.

However, the fact that he committed the crime so easily had nothing to do with Lao Deng's answer, but felt that Dumbledore was sincere. As long as he doesn't violate his principles, this old man is actually very talkative and will give out benefits before doing anything.

Chen Bin treats anyone who is truly kind to him. If Dumbledore didn't treat him as a pawn, he wouldn't mind helping him.

Of course, there is no need to seek death. Anyway, the current boss is just an adult wizard and not much stronger.

Chen Bin passed through the devil's net, opened the door unlocked by Harry, and walked past the chessboard that Ron had cracked, but the guy was still unconscious here.

He pushed open the door, and sure enough there was a strong musty smell, and a dead troll was lying on the ground. "It seems that this is a novel level rather than a movie. Then, next is Snape's potion level."

Opening another door, seven bottles were neatly arranged on the table, two of which Harry had already drank. As soon as Chen Bin crossed the threshold, the entrance and the door to the mirror room immediately burst into flames.

There was no one else in the room and Hermione had turned back.

Chen Bin held the magic wand in his left hand and the Yanling knife in his right hand. His whole body was covered with white ice crystals. "Since that bastard professor can get through, I don't believe I can't."

He pushed his true energy to the extreme, and the ice crystals on his body became even more dazzling, as if mixed with a trace of white light. This is a combination of magic and martial arts that he has been studying for the past eight years. His energy level is very low and he has hardly used it, but using it together with magic can instantly increase his strength.

He passed through the flames instantly, and the ice crystals on his body did not melt at all, and he could not feel any heat. Taking a few steps forward, he passed through the flames and reached the last room.

There were already two people there, to be precise, Quirrell, who had taken off his headband, was standing next to the mirror, poking Harry in the face with his wand, while Harry, who looked unwilling, was tied up with ropes and was unable to resist.

At this moment, the face hidden behind Quirrell's head met Chen Bin's eyes, and time seemed to freeze.

"Avada Kedavra!"

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Without saying a word, Chen Bin sprayed out the deluxe version of the green light beam, which scared Voldemort and quickly controlled the host to do an unreasonable evasion - the joints in his body were reversed, and the back became the front, and he made a leap like a hungry dog. Inverted action.

At the moment when Quirrell was still confused, and the dead man's face behind him was adjusting his limbs to attack, Chen Bin ducked forward and used his left hand again: "Fake Life Curse" to smear his face, and his right hand came from below. He slashed upward towards Quirrell's right arm.

If he wasn't afraid that he would use Harry to block the curse, Chen Bin would have directly shot the real death curse.

Within three steps, martial arts can be cultivated all over the world! Well, that's an exaggeration.

Regardless of whether it is the East or the West, as long as it is a spell caster, it will definitely not be the opponent of the martial cultivator within three steps, especially when the martial cultivator has a weapon in his hand. However, this absolute advantage is also relative. Chen Bin can't break through Yisha's defense within three steps at least. If she takes another two steps, he will be knocked down with one move.

However, Hogwarts cannot apparate, and the Quirrell in front of him is just an ordinary wizard. This place is like a home court tailor-made for martial arts cultivators.

If Voldemort could control Quirrell to turn into black smoke and move around, Chen Bin might really have nothing to do with him and could only use Qinggong to pull Harry away. However, from the moment Voldemort made the move to knock him down, Chen Bin had already judged that this guy could not exert his strength beyond Quirrell, so he had to be prepared to be beaten by a crazy martial artist!

Quirrell or Voldemort did not raise the armor shield at this moment, but Chen Bin firmly believed that even if it did rise, the magic power of an ordinary wizard like Quirrell alone would never be able to withstand the true energy on the Yanling Blade.

As a result, the upward slashing blade easily passed through the magic power on Quirrell's body. The zhenqi attached to the blade had good resistance to magic and cut off Quirrell's arm easily.

"Ah——" Quirrell and Voldemort screamed in a duet, falling to the ground and rolling while pressing the wound on their broken arm.

Harry was also stunned at this time. He didn't expect that Chen Bin would hit him with two Unforgivable Curses as soon as he came, and Voldemort would survive after taking one.