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In the world of Harry Potter, by the Great Lake, the battle between Qiming and Dumbledore continues.

"You can't catch me, old man!"

Dodging a silver light from Dumbledore, Enlightenment shouted frantically.

Dumbledore was the most powerful white wizard for many centuries, and even as Enlightenment made rapid progress in battle, he was still overpowered by the former. Even, he soon discovered, I don't know when the apparition became more and more difficult to use, and apparently, the surrounding space was imprisoned by Dumbledore with magic.

Previously, judging from the battle between the two, Dumbledore seemed to have reached his limit, and as long as Qiming went one step further, he could be defeated.

But suddenly, somehow, the white-bearded old man in front of him seemed to have changed into a different person, the expression on his face returned to calm, and the whole person revealed an astonishing calmness and wisdom from the inside out. At the same time, the overall level of magic has been raised to a higher level, and the powerful magic has an amazing magical power, even if it is as strong as Qiming, you can feel the tremor in your soul from it.

The confinement of the space became stronger and stronger, and even affected the actions of Qi Ming's body, just now, Qi Ming almost didn't have time to dodge, allowing a golden magic to fly past his ears, and the powerful magic power shook his ears to buzz.

"I'll fuck you!

Qiming shouted with palpitations, and returned an Avada with his backhand. However, this green light representing killing seemed to have no effect on the white-bearded old man in front of him, and it seemed that the confinement of space was only one-sided, and Dumbledore spun his cloak and easily dodged this killing curse.

"Magic is not strong in destruction, child. ”

As if the two were in class, Dumbledore said earnestly,

"Nonsense! You still need to teach this!

Qiming let out a loud shout, and the power in his body was controlled with the wand in his hand as a fulcrum, and finally showed in the form of magic. For a moment, an unprecedentedly powerful spell began to brew at the tip of his wand.

And at this moment, Qiming was suddenly stunned, as if he felt something, and involuntarily looked up at the sky.

And it was this stunned kung fu, a not bright white light flashed, just hit Qiming's wrist, Qiming's brewing move was interrupted instantly, and the wand was forced to break out of his control and fly into Dumbledore's hands.

In addition to your weapon, the most common spell in the world of Harry Potter is that the target's wand flies into the caster's hand when successfully cast, and compared to those spells with a variety of tricks and powers, this magic can be said to be unusually ordinary.

However, it is such an ordinary spell, but it directly hit the finale of the entire series of "Harry Potter" in the end, and it has saved the life of the protagonist Harry countless times before, which can be called a miracle-creating magic, and this time is no exception.

"I'm cao!"

Qiming scolded and said that if Dumbledore showed such a level as he did now, then Qiming would not have had a chance to entangle with him for so long. At the same time, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and at that moment just now, he didn't know if it was an illusion......

Immediately, Qiming looked at Dumbledore again,

"I said, old man, you couldn't have been sleepwalking just now, were you?"

"Sleepwalking? That's an interesting way to put it. ”

Dumbledore said with a smile, his tone as if he was talking to an old friend for many years, but the movement of his hand did not slow down in the slightest, and another golden magic shot towards Qiming.

At this time, Qiming no longer had a magic wand in his hand, and he couldn't defend at all, just at this moment, the confinement imposed on Qiming's body instantly increased several times, even if Qiming's physical fitness that was a hundred times more than ordinary people became difficult to move, and as a last resort, he had to pounce to the side in some embarrassment, which narrowly avoided this spell.

Then, without waiting for Qiming to get up, another spell, this time, Qiming couldn't dodge at all, so he had to admit that this magic hit him straight on his body, "boom", the whole person was knocked out by the huge magic power of the spell from afar, and after landing, he rolled on the ground for several meters, and finally stopped on the shore of the big lake, motionless, as if dead.

In the distance, seeing that the battle was decided, Harry Potter, Karkaroff, Lady Maxim, Ludo Bagman, and the Ministry of Magic rushed over and stopped about ten meters away from Dumbledore.

At this time, Dumbledore had already walked next to Qiming, and in the distance, Harry hesitated, walked over, and looked down at Qiming who had fallen to the ground. The latter's chest no longer rises and falls, and it looks thorough.

"Professor, you, you killed him?!"

Harry asked, his voice trembling slightly, even though he had seen Qiming kill someone, he still couldn't imagine that this classmate who had been with him for more than half a year died in front of him like this.

Dumbledore glanced at him, didn't answer, turned around, lowered his head, and looked at Qiming with interest.

After looking at it for a while, he gently kicked Qiming with his foot again, kicking Qiming, who was originally facing the sky on his back, overturned.

Immediately, an expression of sudden realization appeared on his face,

"Ah, I see. ”

Dumbledore leaned down, took his wand, and stabbed it between Qiming's two buttocks.

"Whew-"

In Harry's gaze, Qiming, who was still lying on the ground "dead", instantly widened his eyes, and let out a howl that did not resemble a human voice, bounced off the ground like a slingshot.

"I'm your uncle,"

Qiming covered his ass and looked at Dumbledore angrily,

"You're sick!"

"Interesting, isn't it? I think that will impress you. ”

Dumbledore said, a smile in his blue eyes and a childlike smile on his face.

"Deep, very profound. ”

Qiming rubbed his ass and said angrily, even if he is as strong as him, he will not feel good if he is poked in a chrysanthemum, just like being constipated for a whole week, and then a piece of shit that is too hard to be hard can finally be pulled out of the chrysanthemum after a millimeter of effort.

After a long while, Qiming finally felt that the hot feeling lightened, and immediately looked at Dumbledore and asked an inexplicable word,

"So, I feel right, right?"

Dumbledore obviously understood, and nodded slowly,

"Go to China, he'll be waiting for you over there. ”

Dumbledore said.

Then, Qiming felt that the spatial confinement imposed on him disappeared.

After a deep look at Dumbledore, Enlightenment spun around in place, and the phantom shifted.