HP Magic Biography

Squeak...

The church door was pushed open.

Unlike the brightly lit churches in the past, it was already midnight, and many facilities open to Muggle believers had been closed. Except for the bright sticks, everything had returned to its original and primitive state.

Owen didn't like the way St. Peter looked during the day, it made him feel a little pompous.

As the knight commander, Owen's greatest enjoyment is a wine cabinet and rum that can be obtained at any time.

Naturally, Owen prefers such an atmosphere, maintains his loyalty to the faith, and then solves all heresies with the sword in his hand.

Owen felt that he was more suitable for life in the Middle Ages. Although there was no TV or car, he could ride a horse?

My lord Pope, you are looking for me! Seeing the Pope standing in the center of the church watching the sculpture of an angel against the light of a bright stick in the distance, Owen stepped forward quickly.

Oh, I'm still wondering when you will come over. The Pope said suddenly.

Sorry, I wasted some time on the road. Owen stood bowed with his hand on his saber.

I think it must be Taylor, the Pope said. He will probably be dissatisfied with my arrangement.

So, have those creatures moved again? As far as I know, they have left our control. Owen asked quickly.

Ah, yes, our old opponent is indeed not very peaceful, and it seems that some people don't want us to be so peaceful.

I do not understand what you mean.

An old friend of mine, I smell a conspiracy. This is exactly the same as his approach. It has been like this since planning a star essence stone more than seventy years ago. He offered me a condition that I could not refuse .”

Er . . . you mean, Monsieur Nicolas?

It doesn't matter, said the pope. Do you remember the oracle of Allah?

oracle?

Our old opponent, maybe we really have a glimpse of the Kingdom of God. The Pope said slowly.

Owen just bowed and waited.

I need you to do something, just do me a favor. The Pope said, Speaking of which, how long has it been since you used your holy sword?

Thirty years...

Hopefully it hasn't lost its color.

Of course, I assure you! Owen said, holding the hilt of the sword tightly.

So, Knight Owen, there are some heretics wandering outside the Holy City, if possible, expel them and save a funny kid. The Pope said.

And then? Take it to the Holy City...

Oh, no, don't let him in! The Pope said firmly, Just expel those heretics, and then let him go.

...

The Vatican...

Fan Lin stayed in the sky above the Vatican. As soon as he appeared, Fan Lin immediately felt the pure power washing against his body.

A kind of gentle and mellow power, but it was incompatible with him.

This made Fan Lin feel very uncomfortable.

It even gave him a touch of squeeze.

I don't know if it's the sequelae caused by the continuous apparition, but Fan Lin felt that his chest had collapsed.

Honestly it sucks.

Along the way, he had to leave as many traces of himself as possible, and he had to use magic spells to arouse the anger of those vampires, and then let them chase after him frantically.

This is indeed a very difficult thing to operate.

But fortunately, there were no new entrants along the way, and his apparition was proficient enough, and there was no such thing as leaving the body.

The most dangerous time was probably when he fell off the cliff as soon as he appeared. At that time, he was almost hit by Trevor with a spell. Fortunately, Fan Lin adjusted his state quickly enough and immediately activated the cloak Defensive spells stored on the phone to buy time for the next Apparition.

And the price was that the valuable magic cloak was completely destroyed.

That is a cloak made of the skin of the Chinese Fireball Dragon combined with the tail feathers of Fox and the different pupils of the Sphinx. The feathers of Fox are okay to say, but the fully mature Chinese Fireball Dragon and the eyes of the Sphinx are really a little bit Difficult to deal with, this thing is too rare, even if Fan Lin inherits Nicolas May's alchemy legacy, there is no way around it.

Speaking of which, the source of the destruction of the cloak was the failed apparition, and the transformation of space divided the cloak into countless parts.

However, life is still more important.

Fan Lin hurriedly shook his head, he had to seize the short gap to absorb the magic power as much as possible.

But before Fan Lin fell, several unstable spatial fluctuations appeared not far behind him.

One doesn't lose, two blood earns! Fan Lin murmured, and the two spells instantly locked onto the Apparating point, if it was Trevor...

There aren't that many coincidences.

These vampires were overly cautious. After Fan Lin repeatedly used Apparition to grab the wave at the moment of Apparition and killed three of them, these vampires were like cats whose tails had been stepped on.

It should be said that using a turtle is more suitable.

Two slight blasting sounds came, but unfortunately, the scream that Fan Lin expected did not come.

This can't help but make Fan Lin a little disappointed, but soon Fan Lin calmed down, and he didn't have the strength to run any longer.

After apparating a few times, he definitely didn't even have the strength to lift his staff.

No wonder people would rather walk by the fireplace than use the Apparating method.

In other words, this magic was not prepared for humans in the beginning, was it?

Human beings are really very few good at space magic. Most of the space compound magics appear in the hands of those big demons. They are strong and crack mountains and rocks, and they don't use magic wands. They have horns themselves.

What happened to Fox?

Fox is just a red-haired bird most of the time.

What about the dignity of the Phoenix?

Anyway, most of the time, Fox is a bit naturally dull. Compared to Hedwig or Piglet, Fox is really obedient, and Fox is much clingier than Crookshanks.

emmm...

So, you don't plan to run away! Trevor's face was gloomy and cold, which was in line with the usual image of an old bat in Fan Lin's mind.

A hundred-year-old monster still pretends to be elegant and deep, but no matter how he looks at it, Fan Lin feels that he needs to beat him up.

Well, I'm a little nauseous. By the way, are you all okay? I think you look a little uncomfortable, why don't we take a break and continue? Of course, if you use your old arms and legs, I'll see you No comments.

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