"Damn it!"

"Armor protection!"

After two shouts, a violent collision sounded. Kilowe was punched by Harry and his feet were off the ground. His whole person was embedded in the wall and turned into a mural.

Rocky, who was hit so hard, seemed to be unharmed. He was wrapped in a huge magic power, and he flew up from the wall and landed smoothly on the ground.

Chen Mang looked at Qiluo in surprise, and didn't expect that he could cast spells without a stick.

In public, especially under Dumbledore's nose, Voldemort dared not use his power.

In other words, Quirrell just now used his own strength to resist Harry's fainting. At least this level is the level of Auror of the Ministry of Magic. It is more than enough to be a teacher of black magic defense!

Chen Mang seemed to have discovered a new continent, and his eyes were shiny at Qiluo.

Quirrell looked frightened and looked trembling. He was not afraid of Harry, but...

Behind his head was his master Voldemort. This head was directly on the wall. I'm afraid his master's nose would be flattened!

Quirrel gritted his teeth, feeling that he needed to explain to his master, so he took out his wand and pointed it at Harry: "Harry, you can see it. You can use the iron armor spell to resist the coma spell. Now it's your turn to defend."

Two flames seemed to ignite in Harry's eyes, and his big sword was pulled out from his waist: "Professor Quirrell, offense is the best defense!" After saying that, the magic power in his body was boiling, and he rushed towards Quirrell with both hands holding the sword.

"Damn it!"

"Damn it!"

"Damn it!"

Quirrell swung three attacks at Harry in a row, but the attack came to Harry, but was easily bounced away by Gryffindor's sword. It had no effect except to slow Harry down slightly.

Qiluo widened his eyes in surprise, and finally felt the power of the academy's holy objects. Then he waved his wand: "Remove your weapon!"

A magic beam shot out from the wand and rushed towards the sword quickly. Harry suddenly felt a huge force coming, and the sword in his hand came out, and his whole body was also taken to the side.

After a clang, the sword fell to the ground. Harry rubbed his wrists, picked up the sword and supported his body to stand up, looking like he was about to fight again.

Seeing this, Chen Mang hurriedly shouted at him: "Harry, stop, you are not a match for Professor Quirrell."

Harry stared at Quirrell deeply, inserted his sword back to his waist, and walked back to his seat with some frustration.

Kilow felt that he had regained some face for Voldemort, and breathed a sigh of relief, saying, "get out of class is over." He quickly walked out of the classroom and walked towards his dormitory.

The students from the two academy looked at Kiro's back in amazement, and after he walked out of the door, they began to talk enthusiastically.

"Harry is so amazing, he can actually fight with an adult wizard!"

"Professor Quirrel also looks amazing. How terrifying is it to be able to make him afraid of vampires that are so scary?"

"At least Professor Snape's level, I feel that Professor Snape also has vampire blood, so he looks like a big bat."

"Vampires are all cold and elegant, Professor Snape is only cold and not elegant at all..."

Listening to their crooked buildings on Snape, Malfoy rolled his eyes speechlessly, and then said to Chen Mang: "Boss, Professor Quirrell seems to be deliberately hiding his strength..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly found that Chen Mang had disappeared from his seat and glared at him in surprise.

At this time, Chen Mang had already used the form of Animagus and turned into a fly, following Qiluo to his dormitory.

Qilu closed the door, pulled all the curtains, then untied his turban and came to the two mirrors. He looked at the mirror in front of him and asked in a trembling voice: "Master, are you not injured, are you?"

The next moment, a hideous face slowly emerged from behind his head, and said with a very gloomy face: "Harry Potter's power exceeds my expectations, we need help now."

Seeing that Voldemort did not blame him, Kiro breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Master, your servants have been locked up in Azkaban. Where should I find help?"

Voldemort said: "Write to Malfoy and ask him to send what I left with him to Hogwarts."

Quirot nodded quickly, came to the table, took out a piece of letter paper, and started writing on it.

Something left at Old Malfoy, Tom Riddle's diary?

Chen Mang took everything into his eyes, moved his mind, flew out of the crack of the door, and came to Myrtle's bathroom. After a while, he found a copper faucet with a snake pattern engraved.

"Open."

Chen Mang said this in a snake-boyed voice, and the dragon head immediately emitted a dazzling white light and began to rotate rapidly.

Then, the pool also moved, revealing a very thick water pipe that could accommodate a person in.

Chen Mang put a layer of magic shield on himself, then drilled into the water pipe, slid in the pipe for a while, and then landed smoothly on the ground.

"Fluorescent flashes!"

With Chen Mang's whisper, a dazzling light suddenly emerged from his wand, illuminating the nearby sky.

Through a tortuous tunnel, Chen Mang came to Slytherin's secret room. The secret room was very wide, like a palace, with the pillars of the palace carved with the pattern of a big snake.

A giant snake more than 20 meters long winds its body and wraps it in the palace, full of greenness. When the light shines on it, it reflects a bright light.

When Chen Mang saw this snake monster, his eyes immediately shone: "What a beautiful big snake, it's enough to eat it for a year in the ice warehouse!"

When the snake monster heard Chen Mang's voice, he slowly raised his head, closed his eyes and made a hissing sound: "Who are you?"

Chen Mang said in a snake-like tone: "I am Chen Mang, Slytherin's heir, your new master."

The basil monster squirmed slightly and said in surprise: "I remember a Slytherin heir came to me not long ago, why is another one coming?"

Chen Mang said in a regretful tone: "That was already fifty years ago. The heir in front of me betrayed Slytherin and joined Gryffindor's camp, launching a bloody massacre of the pure-blooded wizard."

"He was afraid that you would eat him when you knew it, so he never dared to come back for the past fifty years."

The basilisk angrily slapped the floor with his tail, shaking the dust on the ceiling, and said angrily: "Damn traitor, it's so hateful! It's a pity that I can't leave Hogwarts, otherwise I will definitely eat him!"

Chen Mang curled a smile on his lips: "I can help attract him to Hogwarts."
Chapter completed!