Hogwarts' Wizarding Throne

Some of the young wizards at Hogwarts believed that the noseless Quirrell in the electric grid was really Voldemort.

The battle between ordinary wizards was not that dazzling, just like shooting at each other with lasers.

The earth-shaking battle only existed between top wizards.

Voldemort and Dumbledore never had a direct battle in public, but they must have fought in private.

The older generation may know how magnificent the battle between legendary wizards is.

But it was the first time for the young people to see the battle between top wizards under the legend.

Naturally, they thought it was a legendary battle.

They were surprised that Voldemort was not dead and his powerful and evil magic.

They were even more surprised that Shaw, a first-year student, dared to fight hard! Even 50-50.

"Chief, you are mighty!"

I don't know which little snake shouted this sentence first, well, the passionate atmosphere quickly filled the air.

"The Chief is mighty!"

"The Vice Dean is mighty!"

"Little Brother Shaw is mighty!"

Shor didn't react to the cheers, but what the hell was that little brother? He almost stumbled.

And Voldemort in the field felt ashamed of being watched by a monkey, his snake face became more and more twisted and hideous, he was both shocked and angry.

"You all deserve to die! You all deserve to die!"

He used to just see that Shaw had a great talent for magic, and wanted to take him as his loyal servant like Regulus.

But now, Shaw not only destroyed his resurrection plan, but also forced him to reveal himself.

Moreover, Shaw's magic talent was too evil, which was beyond his imagination.

A selfish superior like Voldemort could allow powerful subordinates, such as Snape, but would not allow subordinates who were better than himself!

Several reasons added together.

So, even if Quirrell's life was given here today.

Shaw must die too!

Voldemort raised his pale left hand, and the giant fire snake broke into two halves. One half exploded directly, and with a fierce impact, it forced the electric nets in all directions back several meters.

The other half began to condense rapidly, shrank a lot, and turned into a dark flame giant gun.

The giant gun was like the spear of Longinus that stabbed Jesus to death. With unparalleled sharpness, it stabbed the electric net in the direction of Shaw.

This was not over yet, Voldemort shook the magic wand in his right hand forward.

"Avada Kedavra!"

A dazzling green light as thick as a thigh appeared at the tip of the wand, instantly dyeing the space in the electric net green.

The power of this spell is similar to the pillar of light that Voldemort shot at the Hogwarts shield in anger in the original book.

The killing curse followed the giant flame gun, and it was a fatal killing move at first glance!

Quirrell's body was shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the howling of Quirrell's soul could be heard faintly.

As for Shaw, when the electric net was repelled, he had a bad feeling, and immediately inputted magic power desperately to strengthen the protection and convergence of the electric net.

But when he saw the green scene behind the giant gun and the green scene behind it, his scalp was numb. The intensity of this battle was somewhat beyond his expectations.

The Dark Lord is indeed the Dark Lord. Even if he is disabled, if you dare to despise him, you will only seek death.

He gritted his teeth and stamped his feet.

"Merlin, let's fight!"

Shaw gave up the blessing of the electric net and let the remaining electric net serve as a protection for the students around him.

He quickly summoned five playing cards from the ring and shot out a series of powerful, two-zhang long purple-black electric rainbows.

At this time, the giant flame gun had already hit the front electric net. The electric net had just consumed a huge amount of energy and had no more energy for defense.

The impact point kept flashing, and after exploding countless arcs, the giant gun consumed half of its energy and pierced the electric grid, continuing to stab towards Shaw.

Five purple-black electric rainbows also collided with the giant gun, and the shock wave and heat wave of the violent collision blew the people around it to the ground.

The little wizards crawling on the ground were dumbfounded. There was even a more powerful move.

Is this still a wizard?

The five purple-black electric rainbows consumed the giant flame gun, and like a relay, they collided with the sky-high green light that was still connected to Voldemort's wand.

"Zi La Zi La!"

"Zi La Zi La!"

This time, there was no huge momentum in the battle of moves, only the harsh sound of rapid melting.

Countless plasma-like lights suddenly appeared in the center, and the air was distorted by the high temperature.

The electric rainbow was also shrinking visibly.

Shaw's eyes condensed. He spent a week and a lot of magic to build his five electric rainbows.

He almost killed the giant spider, but he didn't expect it to melt so quickly.

If he didn't kill Voldemort this time, he would lose a lot.

Shor took a closer look at Voldemort in the distance and felt a little satisfied, because the opponent was not in good condition either.

At this timeNow is the time to compete in perseverance and family background.

Shaw was distracted, maintaining the electric rainbow while swinging the sword in his hand.

He moved his feet and rushed towards Voldemort from the side, and a layer of purple shield began to appear around him.

Before, he wanted to use the "water plus electricity" method to deal with Voldemort, but when Voldemort appeared, the water element in the air completely became Voldemort's slave.

Shaw was so scared that he didn't even dare to summon the water python.

Now he is very glad that he didn't upgrade the water prison technique at the beginning. The sixth-level water prison is strong, but it is not as strong as Voldemort's legendary realm exclusive control of water elements.

Although he is a residual soul, his realm and understanding of magic are still there.

And now, Shaw charged just because he saw that Quirrell's body was about to run out of energy.

At this time, he naturally had to maximize the results.

After beheading Voldemort with a sword, his head flew high.

Is there any better background to highlight his invincibility than this?

Is there any better way to increase prestige than this?

Well, it's definitely not for show.

It's also not what one wishes.

"Voldemort!"

At this time, a shrill and mournful voice suddenly came from the stairs not far behind Shaw.

Shaw was speechless. He knew this voice very well.

He couldn't help but complain that Snape didn't stay on the fourth floor? Why did he come to join in the fun at this time?

Shaw's mind raced, and he felt that Snape should not be exposed now, so he stretched out his hand and threw it back.

Three gorgeous playing cards jumped out of the ring, dragging red and blue flames and shooting backwards. Three blue water pythons flew out while the playing cards were still in the air.

The water prison may not work against Voldemort, but it is more than enough to stop Snape.

"God's sword has no shadow!"

The sound of swords whistling and water pythons whistling came from behind, and the fight started non-stop.

Shaw didn't care about that.

His body passed through the electric net, and he saw Voldemort's withered face, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed.

Voldemort was furious, and he shouted at Shaw who ran over.

"Shameless Shaw, you deserve to die!"

"You rebel, how could Regulus have such a rebellious son like you!"

Shaw didn't want to talk to Voldemort any more, holding the sword with both hands, jumped lightly, and slashed at Voldemort fiercely.

The lightning sword burst out with a stronger magic, and the sharpness reached its peak.

Voldemort frowned, if Quirrell's body was not too useless, he would not be so frustrated.

While maintaining the killing spell and the lightning rainbow to consume, the other hand swung casually, casting a spell without sound and wand, and a dark green death shield appeared beside him.

"Clang!"

The lightning sword slashed on the diamond-shaped death shield, and the collision between the sword and the shield made the green and purple light intertwined and shone.

The turbulent wind blew up Xiao Er's hair and made the hem of his clothes rustle.

Xiao Er took a half step back, his eyes were fierce, and he continued to pour magic power into the somewhat dim lightning sword.

Xiao Er continued to swing his sword and cut, and dense spider web cracks began to appear on the surface of the death shield.

After three or two more hits, with a click, the shield broke!