Hogwarts Sword Fairy

The general was also helpless. He felt that these swords were quite reliable, but why was his little one so unreliable?Sigh, forget it, it's just a weapon, keep it, keep it, it's not difficult.

He thought about it, these guys all eat stones. In this case, he might as well take a look at his sleeping pits to see if they suit their tastes, and ask them to dig them out to eat. Remember the pits he slept in. There are a lot of good things here.

At least they are old enough, they should be worth eating. The general is thinking about his family's financial situation. His wife's little swords must be well fed and fed. The level is not enough, except for the loss of the little girl's face!Well, that's such a happy decision.

After arranging the little one, he took a group of swords and his own little girl and silently dug into his coffin.Seeing a group of strange things following the girl, he said angrily: "Can't you make your body smaller? You can't even take it out with a bunch of you, right?"

Several swords were a little disdainful, but Qi Ling'er happily consulted: "Uncle, give me a hint, such as..."

The general looked around and said, "Pendants and headgear, it's better than following a group of people who can't be taken out, right?"

Pluto Emperor asked: "Why can't we take it out?"

The general pointed at a certain dragon and said, "This one, are you sure you can take it out? And that one, you can't take it out even in the upper world." Ling'er suddenly felt a little frustrated, for no other reason than that, those guys were all swordsmen. Weird things in there.

A group of swords cooperated with each other and became larger and smaller. Ling'er experimented for a long time and became depressed. If he used it as a pendant, forget it and pierce his neck.As earrings, well, you still need to pierce your ears, but in the end it is better to use them as a headdress.Uh-huh.

Next, on the principle that nothing happened, the general took a few swords and went to dig out his sleeping nest.When he came to the foot of the mountain, he looked around, and it should be about this place.

Then, he took off the sword from Ling'er's head, threw it on the ground and said, "You can dig it out yourself. There should be a good stone underneath."

Several swords turned into human forms, and the Hades Emperor was a little surprised and asked: "No, how did you find such a good place?"

Ling'er raised her paw to answer: "Uncle, he lived a long time! He is one of Pangu."

The Hades Emperor scratched his head and said, "Pangu? Isn't he a strong man?"

Ling'er poked the general and said, "Come on, uncle, transform." Looking at the general who entered the zombie state, Ling'er said, "Well, everyone who looks like this is called Pangu. I'm the only one who looks like this." She also turned into a red-eyed zombie, and then said a little frustrated: "Damn, he is the zombie king, and I am also the zombie king. I don't have any special powers. I am so sorry for the audience."

The seven swords clicked, and the Hades Emperor asked questioningly: "How did you get yourself to be like this?"

Ling'er replied: "Uncle dug out the eyes of a pair of third-generation zombies and replaced them, and then I turned into a first-generation red-eyed zombie. Then when I was about to die, he even bit me, but it didn't seem to be of any use. "

Seven Swords whispered, generally feeling that General, this uncle, was a bit watery.The general was so angry that he asked coldly: "It seems you are not hungry!"

Pluto Emperor retorted directly: "You are drunk, why don't you let me talk about it?" What could Ling'er say?Just be responsible for snickering. After all, you still need to solve your own affairs.

Uncle General wants to hang out quietly with her, so mastering these swords is also part of his daily lessons.Looking at Ling'er who was enjoying the fun, the generals and the Seven Swords were speechless. The little guy was as unreliable as ever!

The general also found out that if he wanted to have status in the family, he must understand the rules of these seven swords, otherwise, hey, he would never have a good life.

The general began to rub his chin, thinking about how to teach these seven guys a lesson?At this time, the golden eagle flew over in the distance. Ling'er took off the eagle from its mouth, looked at the message on it, and curled his lips, this is such a death wish!

The general came over to look at him, and then asked: "What does that Voldemort do? Bully your friend?"

Ling'er sighed and said, "Hey, haven't you graduated now? This kid has drifted off and forgotten the fear of me dominating him." She looked at the people around her, clapped her hands happily and said, "It's decided. How bad is it that you are choking like this all day long? So, let’s aim at Voldemort’s head. The swordsmen are a group, uncle, you are a group. Whoever kills that guy first will have the final say in the family."

Swish, swish, in front of his eyes, there was no shadow of the sword around.

Ling'er complained sadly: "Hey, hey, hey, I haven't finished speaking yet. You have violated the rules. You are given a red card."

The general rubbed his head helplessly and said, "Forget it, they also need to know the red card. Is it the castle where they are going to take the exam?" Ling'er nodded.

The general held Ling'er in his arms, and disappeared in a teleport. When Ling'er felt grounded, he lowered his head. They were on the roof of Hogwarts, looking at the dozens of lively guys below. Ling'er The son questioned: "Hey, the seven of us are lost?"

The general touched her head and said, "No, we are faster. I moved here. They are expected to fly for a while."

Ling'er nodded, took out his little magic wand and said, "I have a way, divine guardian." The seven swords were summoned in a confused way.

Look at the battlefield below, and look back to see a certain man happily hugging his little master. He's angry, but they still have a chance. Isn't the target the head of a guy named Voldemort?

Ling'er grabbed a sword at random, waved it and said, "Well, very good. I see that everyone above is the enemy, and everyone below is our own. The one in the lead is a thin bamboo pole, and the one who doesn't look like a human being... ..”

The seven swords flew down directly. Ling'er spread his hands and continued: "It should be Voldemort. In principle, he should be an ordinary person, the kind who will die if pinched."

The general nodded, then snapped his fingers. Ling'er watched speechlessly as this big brother used the time and space seal. She hung directly on this guy. There was nothing she could do. If she stood on this roof, she would easily fall.

The general took the lead to put the person safely in place, and then came directly in front of Voldemort, patted his wand with his hand, and then, bang, poked the other person's wand directly.

After that, he directly punched the guy to the back, dragged the guy's feet, and dragged him back, almost to the safe camp, and he directly released the effect of the time and space ban.

How many swords are you a little dumbfounded for a moment?No, what about the target person?He was clearly still here just now.A group of wizards were also a little dumbfounded, weren't they? Where was Voldemort?

Ling'er watched the whole process and patted the general on the chest, laughing non-stop.