Hogwarts snake wizard

As the sound of horses' hooves drew closer, Samael saw dozens of horsemen appear in front of them.

In addition to the relatively thin Carlos, there is also the horse man commander he beat last time.

"Giants are not welcome in the Forbidden Forest."

"Hagrid, if you can't limit his movements, you won't be friends with the horse people."

The person at the head, no, the horse at the head, is not right, the horse man at the head said angrily.

There is a domineering and majestic voice that cannot be refused.

However, when he saw Samael on the side, the horse's hooves twitched unconsciously.

"As I said, the Forbidden Forest does not belong to the horse people."

Samael didn't raise his hand, and just looking at him made him feel a great sense of oppression.

"This is the Forbidden Forest of the Horse People!"

Before the leader could speak, the young foal on the side spoke first, pulling the bow and arrow in his hand very round.

"Bang!"

Samael raised his eyebrows, and a powerful explosive spell struck directly at the horse's hooves, twisting at a strange angle.

All the horse people were flustered when they saw this scene, their hooves jumping indiscriminately, and their eyes looked at Samael vigilantly.

"You should be glad I don't kill foals."

Samael smiled slightly and explained.

"Forget it, Samael, the proud horse man will never admit his mistake."

Seeing this, Hagrid didn't want the scene to be too ugly, and opened his mouth to relieve them.

"The Forbidden Forest has never been a horse man."

"It's just some natural servants who actually want to steal the status of their master."

As soon as Samael's words fell, he saw a bright green light spread out from the surrounding trees, surrounding him, as if echoing his words.

The horse leader's face changed, and his expression was solemn.

"The Forbidden Forest is for horse people, and horse people will never be coerced."

Looking at his righteous appearance, Samael only felt that this was a manifestation of weakness.

"Then I'll see if the threat of death can keep you proud."

Samael smiled slightly, looking at the sharp arrow stopped on the shield a meter away.

When Samael killed the accidental release, the horses had already struck first.

The head, throat, heart, all were fatal wounds.

"Don't!"

Hagrid looked at the horsemen in confusion, never expecting them to strike at the little wizard.

"It's my turn!"

Samael smiled slightly, and the wand appeared in his hand, and with his graceful wave, one horse man after another directly turned into a blood mist.

Samael's warnings never come a third time, and the mere fact that he shot them at him doomed them.

The horse man led the horse's hooves to bounce to avoid Samael's attack, and as the red hair on his body became brighter, a bright silver shield gradually condensed in his hand to resist Samael's attack.

Samael was also the first time he had seen such magic, and although he was a little curious, it did not affect his shot.

In his eyes, black dust rioted and gradually spread out from him.

He is like a musician, black dust and blood-colored mist, invading each other, making him seem to have a sense of conflict between the sacred and the evil.

The dark red blood mist swept through, forming a huge tornado that wrapped the horse ruler.

Wailing, screaming, one after another.

The storm stopped, and a complete horseman skeleton stayed in place.

Samael gently stroked, exhaled on the magical structure, rejoiced in his collection, and had one more.

The other horsemen glared angrily, firing bows and arrows, but they could not even break Samael's defenses.

I could only watch as this demon packed the corpse of the leader and took it away.

As for Hagrid, he had already gone to Dumbledore the moment Samael made his move.

It's just a daily warning, how can it fight.

He was still somewhat self-aware, knowing that he was not capable of calming the battle between the two sides, so he could only go to Dumbledore to find a way.

Samael's pupils contracted, the space in front of him began to distort, and countless flowery green vipers and venomous pythons appeared in front of him.

Long gone, including Basilisk Buck.

"Slaughter all the horsemen in the Forbidden Forest, except the cubs and the pregnant mother,"

the serpents sprang out as Samael gave his order, and the sound of scales and leaves rubbing was endless.

Samael is about to become the indigenous people of the Forbidden Forest, and naturally knows the habitat of the horse people, and the snakes are running.

He himself walked leisurely in the forest, giving people a great sense of oppression.

Ancient wizards were able to enslave house-elves, and he Samael Gaunt could also enslave horsemen.

The forest is dark, even in broad daylight, it is difficult to plunge into the Forbidden Forest under the sun, which inexplicably gives people a gloomy and terrifying feeling.

"Mr. Gaunt, I don't think the massacre of horsemen in the Forbidden Forest is something a student should do."

In the shade, Dumbledore gave a sense of majesty.

"Are you trying to stop me? Professor. "

Samael's face is as usual, and he secretly curses in his heart, calling people Samael when pulling relations, and once opposed, he calls people cows... Bah! Mr. Gaunter.

"Yes!"

Dumbledore did not hide his intentions, and both stared at each other.

Before the two of them made a move, the sound of ping pong sounded in the air from time to time.

Staffless casting has never been Samael's advantage alone.

The golden aura instantly spread out from Dumbledore. The old wand waved, and one after another magic flew towards Samael, both in timing and angle, very tricky.

Samael was not unprepared, and the dark red energy was like a tidal wave, surging.

Turning into a dark red raven, or raiding or defending, the crows hissed, and even Dumbledore was a little busy.

"Professor, although the Phantom Transfiguration is a sign of a brilliant wizard's duel, you can't underestimate me too much."

Samael smiled slightly, and his wand pointed abruptly behind him.

He was able to open the door of space, and his perception of space was much stronger than that of traditional wizards, and he easily detected Dumbledore's intentions.

Golden-green points of light drifted in the air, and as long as Dumbledore breathed, it was possible to enter his body directly.

To his surprise, Old Deng Tou actually directly supported himself with a bubble head curse.

Can the bubble head spell still be used like this?

"Magic is diverse, and while ancient magic is powerful, the charm of modern magic cannot be ignored."

Dumbledore smiled slightly and dodged the flapping raven.

Samael was not angry either, and Rebecca turned into a dragon and pulled Dumbledore's attention.

She has thick skin and extremely fast speed, making her the best choice for fighting.

Or bigger or smaller, it's just slippery.

If it weren't for Dumbledore being a great wizard with magical perception, I'm afraid he would have been recruited.

The two continue to fight, and wind blades, thunder, water dragons, and rock giants frequently appear.

If you hadn't seen the sweat oozing from your head, you would have thought it was a wonderful teaching.