I, Hogwarts Week Two

Chapter 463: Coffin of Consciousness·Identity

"Thunder Emperor summons——"

Zhang Xiaolin waved her folding fan again, and this time, the lightning she released was even faster, like a silver dragon rushing straight towards Grindelwald.

Lightning and lightning collided in the air, bursting out with dazzling light and strong energy fluctuations.

Miss Zhang's lightning fell into the water, causing bursts of white smoke.

When Grindelwald's lightning fell into the water, it seemed to activate something. The next moment, several ferocious monsters crawled out of the water. They were - several gargoyles.

No - not a stone statue, but a creature made of flesh and blood.

Bang - they threw the stone ax with the same flesh and blood structure at Miss Zhang's waist.

The fierce ax wind pierced the sea surface.

"Armor protection!"

Invisible armor squeezed out of the void.

"boom--"

A dull voice sounded.

What surprised her was that there were cracks in her armor spell.

this--

The next moment, Zhang Xiaolin wanted to cast the phantom spell to prepare to distance herself from the gargoyle.

But it's a pity - this place seems to have no concept of space at all.

Her spell is like finding cracks in a strong material, and there is not even a pinhole-sized gap in the surrounding space.

Naturally, she couldn't activate this disembodiment spell.

"Damn-"

The Apparition spell failed, causing her to lose some time.

The remaining two axes had arrived in front of her.

Seeing this, Zhang Xiaolin had no choice but to dodge sideways and dexterously, and at the same time unfold the folding fan. The seawater in the fan built a thick wall of water to control the stone axe.

"Give it back to you!"

Zhang Xiaolin's eyes flashed with anger, and then she controlled the water flow, increased the water pressure, and aimed at the ferocious gargoyles flying towards her. The stone ax was projected out like a cannonball.

'puff--'

The speed at which the stone ax shoots out is not very fast.

Even a little slow.

But the gargoyle flies too fast.

He looked like he was anxious to bite her neck.

The one that rushed the fastest had no time to dodge, and was hit in the head by the axe, and fell into the sea water.

Another one had its wings chopped off by a stone axe, causing its flying speed to be greatly reduced, but it still staggered towards her without knowing whether to live or die.

The farthest gargoyle perfectly avoided the stone ax attack.

But it is still some distance away from Miss Zhang.

And that was enough for her to cast some other spells.

"Tongtong Petrochemical——"

"Shattered to pieces——"

"There are many obstacles -"

The girl dexterously waved the folding fan in her hand, and the magic spell shot from the fan bone first hit the flying and staggering stone statue.

But the subsequent obstacle spell was easily dodged by the intact gargoyle.

Facing the approaching crisis, Zhang Xiaolin had to conjure an iron shield from the thin air to block the stone statue's attack.

Although the stone statue waved its sharp claws on the shield and made a sound like a gong, it was barely able to resist it.

"Thunder Emperor——"

In the moment between the stone statue's attacks, the witch immediately fired a lightning spear.

The spear went straight through the stone statue, blasting it into a pile of rubble.

"It seems like you need to bring a stronger spell, Ionia!" Zhang Xiaolin had a joking smile on her face, her long silver hair was beating wildly, her black eyes were dyed with a touch of emerald green, and she looked at Very spooky.

She stepped on the broken and twitching flesh of the gargoyle, raised her head, and continued to say mockingly, "You clown, you dare not show your true face, and you are still claiming to have a supreme will.

Bah - bullshit will!

Is this all you can do? "

"Ah--"

Ionia, who looked like Grindelwald, smiled coldly.

Then his body began to crack, or break up.

It's like a ball of ink divided into several drops.

They sank into the lavender sea, and then caused restlessness in the sea area.

The boiling sea spit out countless terrible monsters.

Densely packed purple Acromantulas.

The dementors that cover the sky.

The Selma Lake Monster (giant sea serpent) wrapped in fine flames.

The Deathborn who controls the lightning whip.

An ancient golem wielding a sword.

There is also a giant dragon that spits blue and white flames from its mouth.

There are even a few manticores and river trolls.

Almost in the blink of an eye, countless enemies appeared in front of Meteor Hill.

Under the false starry sky, the end is coming.

The only gleam of brilliance shone on Zhang Xiaolin's body.

It's like a candle in the wind, so weak that it seems like it will be extinguished in the next second.

Loneliness, dullness, and death filled the entire battlefield.

"Is this enough?"

A dull voice came from among the monsters.

With teasing and contempt.

"Depend on--"

Zhang Xiaolin's eyes widened.

I wish I could slap myself in the mouth, why would I provoke him when I have nothing to do?

"All right--"

"All right!"

The corners of the witch's mouth twitched slightly.

She knew she had to do her best.

"Is it such a big scene?"

Her eyes showed determination, and she lowered her head and then looked down at the folding fan in her hand.

"Calling God—Guard!!"

The bright silver light was billowing on her folding fan, and a dexterous black bird spread its wings and flew high from the painted fan.

The witch injects part of her will into the black bird.

This is an advanced application of the Patron Saint Spell. With a wizard's consciousness, the Patron Saint can complete tasks such as delivering messages, guiding the road, etc. without casting spells.

Xuanniao rushed into the enemy formation with an indomitable momentum.

Immediately, a large number of dementors and necromancers were attracted by it, and the two sides fought together.

"Looks like I'm going to use some illegal magic too."

Zhang Xiaolin shook her head, "Master definitely doesn't like this move."

"Because this trick is not Taixue's magic."

The girl folded her folding fan.

This folding fan is made from the trunk of the sycamore tree that grows on the top of Taixue Mountain.

It is about fifteen inches long and two to three inches thick.

Her phoenix tail feather wand is embedded in it.

This is a very precious magic weapon.

The sycamore tree of unknown age contains huge magic power, which allows her to easily transform into various creatures, and its blessing of transformation has reached an exaggerated level.

This was a coming-of-age gift from her husband, but now, she reached out and took apart the entire folding fan.

The witch took out her wand and threw out the other sycamore wood frames of the folding fan.