This is a massacre, a one-sided massacre with only one protagonist.
In order to ensure the smooth progress of transactions, this large-scale black market covered the area with anti-Apparition spells. The wizard's combat effectiveness, which had lost the most important mobility, was sharply reduced by half. Although someone drew out his wand and started the attack the next moment. He fought back, but he couldn't touch the attacker's clothes.
The attacker who ignored the anti-Apparition spell here kept flashing, shifting, and rolling. His dexterous posture was that of an elegant cheetah, and the fleeting green light of death kept blooming in his hands, almost with every breath. , more than ten, or even dozens of wizards died under this tragic green lightning chain.
The remaining people who were driven to a corner of the market almost collapsed at this moment. They had no idea what they had done to anger such a terrible lunatic, a man who used the Unforgivable Curse as an equal. madman!
Even the most evil dark wizards in the magic world dare not do this. What makes them even more unbelievable is that when did the Killing Curse change from a single-target instant death spell to a group-attack spell in the form of a lethal lightning chain?
The super-efficient killing broke down their defenses. If it was just a simple killing curse, they wouldn't be so scared. After all, there were hundreds of people present. Even if they were to kill pigs, they would have to be killed softly. But now If so, the green light of death that can spread in all directions wants to kill them all, but it only needs to flash dozens of times.
The poachers who were already cartilage shed tears and threw away the wands in their hands. They cried and knelt on the ground, pleading with the most humble voice and expression to the devil who kept harvesting lives like the god of death.
All the guys who dared to fight back have been killed, and the remaining guys no longer have any thoughts of resistance in their hearts.
Perhaps their humble appearance touched the remaining conscience of the God of Death? Or maybe it's because killing these guys who gave up resistance doesn't give them the pleasure of killing?
The figure that had been flickering and moving stopped. He stood on the roof of a two-story building, looking down indifferently.
Harry stepped forward quickly. He was very interested in the person who caused the death massacre! Because he saw something similar to him in this person, the black and silver magic power should be the traces he left here, and the secret to turning the death curse into a killing wound also came from this.
Before the green light of the Killing Curse flashes, an obscure ripple will appear on the wizards who are spread by the green light. The obscure black and silver ripples are like positioning coordinates. They will lead the power of the Killing Curse to spread and disperse. Then hit every marked guy accurately.
Although Harry didn't know how the mark was made, the secret of this range-type Death Curse was no longer elusive.
After the god of death appeared, the crowd was stunned for a moment. Then, they seemed to beg harder and harder. Harry couldn't hear the voices of the group of people. This weird historical fragment and the pensieve Reading memories is different. The world composed of black and white is like an ancient black and white movie, a dull mime. The only bright color in this black and white movie is the protagonist who initiates the killing.
It was a young face, an unusually young face. The guy who was considered a madman was wearing a Hogwarts school uniform and robes. He had the Hufflepuff college badge on his chest, and the little golden badger was held up proudly. Head, looking down at everything in front of him with disdain and disdain.
"Hogwarts is my place."
The young Hogwarts student spoke calmly, with an indifferent tone.
"Since the Forbidden Forest is the property of Hogwarts, then this place should belong to me."
"You bastards, you broke in without the owner's permission, and also poached my wealth!"
He glanced at the magical creatures locked in cages, and a sneer formed on his lips.
"I have used the gentlest means to drive you away, and now you actually dare to ask for forgiveness without knowing what is good or bad!"
"Despicable bastards! Rotten stinky meat! After committing such an unforgivable crime, you actually want me to let you go?"
"Since you don't like my gentle methods, then——"
Dozens of spells interrupted his words. The moment the spell burst out, he had already apparated to the sky above the crowd.
"Die!"
"Strun-bah-qo!"
The incomprehensible roar seemed to be reciting some mysterious spell. The dazed wizard below could only see the suddenly darkened sky, the raging wind sweeping through, and the terrifying thunder brewing in the leaden clouds.
Unlike those who were confused, Harry seemed to understand the meaning of this obscure language, 'A furious storm brews thunder'!
But when the strange spell appeared, Harry also saw the massive black and silver magic power erupting from the man's body. The ancient magic power rushed into the sky like a black tide, changing the sky in an instant, and the clouds resounded with thunder in the blink of an eye. It took shape in an instant. It was not an illusion of magic, but a thundercloud natural disaster that was distorted by magic and forcibly shaped by magic.
Perhaps compared to this, the killing curse that causes direct death is indeed a 'gentle' way.
"Evenaar!"
When the cold word called 'extinction' was uttered, the thunder in the sky turned into a downpour of water and bombarded it. Millions of thunder and lightning poured down like a waterfall. In the face of such a natural disaster, the people below The magic barrier that the poachers hurriedly put up only lasted for a moment before the ice melted away.
But the expected big explosion did not occur, and the thunder and lightning was restrained within a controllable range. After the dazzling lightning disappeared, countless water mist rose from a deep pit flowing with red magma.
As the thundercloud dissipated, sparse water droplets barely doused the boiling lava, turning it into a floor as rough and hard as obsidian.
"Flying around."
The man who fell from the sky casually pulled the trigger. Only then did Harry realize that he was holding an exquisite Browning M1935. Although it only had carved patterns on it, he had already taken a step towards change. The first step, if he is really a student of Hogwarts, then he has done something that most adult wizards have never done. Harry has only seen such high-end products with changed skins in the hands of professors. , wizards who can achieve this kind of change are not only rare, but also quite uncommon.
The corpses of the wizards he killed before were randomly discarded by magic into this steaming pit. The corpses of hundreds of wizards filled the pit. If it were covered with soil, it would be a huge grave. , but it is a pity that the person who did all this obviously has no idea of letting them rest in peace.
The cages that imprisoned the magical creatures were opened one after another, and the released magical creatures hurriedly ran away. At this moment, the black and white world began to collapse. In the blink of an eye, Harry was back where he was just now.
Harry glanced at the human bones scattered at his feet and took a few steps back after a moment of silence.
"Flying around."
The decayed bones of unknown ages in the Exposed Corpse Wilderness were unearthed from the earth, and they were buried in a deep pit with smooth edges. This was the hole created by the thunder falling at that time.
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