In the sky, Phoenix kept changing spells, and each ** spell hit the barely moving car. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info he and Harry had finally stopped the car after countless apparitions.

But then they realized that no magic spell could do anything about it. The windows were probably the only weak point, and Phoenix struggled to keep the magic on, and Harry struggled with one-on-two - one of them had already been hit by the Killing Curse in the previous firefight, lying on the steering wheel.

Under Phoenix's guidance, he continued to dodge spells with phantom shifting. However, the hit rate also dropped dramatically, and many times he didn't even hit the car, but so did Voldemort and his gang.

But Voldemort quickly came up with an idea.

"You go deal with that kid. Voldemort summoned the Calendar Fire and shouted to his followers. He moved to the other side, facing Harry.

The monster flames of the Calendar Fire are approaching, and he must make a decision between maintaining the magic that traps the car and the Calendar Fire Counterspell.

"No way, use it so early. Phoenix had no choice, he didn't think Harry was Voldemort's opponent, even if he didn't have full control of Greve's body - occasionally Greve's resistance would help them.

Phoenix turned into flames, its huge wings spread out from its back. The city below, reflected in the glow of the red fire. The fire monster that rushed towards him was transformed by the phoenix flames by the way. The flame wings changed from one pair to two pairs, two pairs to three pairs, and finally countless wings enveloped them all, densely forming a cocoon.

When the poor attendant saw this, he fainted.

Voldemort's eyes narrowed, the red light in his eyes even stronger, and then he emerged like a puff of black smoke and flew into the wind.

Harry flew to the other side of Phoenix to trap Voldemort, and he clenched his wand and held it in front of him, facing Voldemort. Phoenix Flame Form and Voldemort in a half-smoky state were across the car, and he also raised his wand.

Voldemort was also prepared. As the two of them shouted "Faint!" Voldemort suddenly rose up and shouted, "Avada suo!"

A green light shot out of Voldemort's wand, and at the same time a red light erupted from Harry and Phoenix's wands—three rays of light met in the air—the Phoenix wand suddenly vibrated as if it had been electrified, and he clutched it in horror so tightly that he couldn't let it go even if he wanted to—the tips of the triangular wands erupted with magic, and they all changed color. All turned into dazzling gold. A thin beam of light enveloped the intersection of the three spells. Phoenix looked at the beam in amazement, only to see Voldemort's long, pale fingers holding a trembling wand, as did Harry's.

Then, completely caught off guard, Phoenix felt a force force force push him aside. Voldemort also seemed to be forced to change positions, and the three of them formed a triangular position in parallel.

The money at the intersection suddenly cracked, but their wands were still tightly connected, and thousands of arcs of light appeared above their heads. Arcs of light intertwine around them, eventually forming a dome's golden net, a cage made of light.

"What's going on!" Harry called out to Phoenix.

"Why would I know!" Phoenix couldn't feel his wand, he used to feel a vague feeling, especially when he had it in his hand.

Now no matter what he does, the wand just doesn't move. I couldn't even let go, an invisible force firmly glued my fingers to the handle of the staff.

"Aren't you a jack of all trades?"

"Didn't get to this!" Phoenix had a bad premonition.

He saw Greif's face contorted, his red eyes widening in astonishment, and he could see that he was shocked by what he saw, and tried to break the filaments that had broken the splintering filaments.

Suddenly, a fairy music sounded in the air—it emanated from every filament of the web of light that vibrated around the three of them. This is the song of the phoenix.

What the hell was going on, he thought to himself. Suddenly, all sounds died down, and two claws appeared on Phoenix's purple-shirted wand.

Then there was a graceful torso, powerful and delicate wings, and a head appeared above the elegant phoenix neck, tilting its head rather mischievously, looking at Phoenix.

It's Eden, his pet phoenix, whose tail feathers are the core of the staff. It spreads its wings and its beautiful golden-red feathers leap out.

He looked left and right, and the wands of the other two were up, and a phoenix also appeared.

Unable to do anything anyway, Phoenix took a closer look at the three phoenixes with slightly different shapes. Eden of Phoenix is majestic and unbeatable. Harry's one was dignified and unmoving. Voldemort's lonely fang was self-admiring and pretentious.

Realizing that his right hand could still move, the flaming arm went straight through Eden's illusory body. The phantom flapped his wings suddenly, and Phoenix felt a voice ring inside him.

Take your hands away and don't ruin my image.

He did the same with Eden, but he couldn't tell if it was Eden or the rod core, or if he fantasized about it. You can tell me—but he just thought about it.

The three phoenixes raised their necks, and the phoenix's song changed. The singing voice is no longer beautiful and peaceful, but full of aggression.

This went on for a long time, and it made Phoenix feel even worse. The state of the Magic Animagus cannot be maintained forever. If he suddenly disconnects from Eden - nothing good at all.

He urged Eden to finish no matter what he was doing.

Eden and Harry's phoenix suddenly attacked. Voldemort's phoenix also rushed towards the two companions, and then a blinding flash of light-

Phoenix knew he was falling, but he didn't have any strength and his consciousness became blurred.

By the time he woke up, it was already afternoon. The sun was shining on Hermione, and she couldn't see her face at all.

"What's wrong?" he struggled to remember, his body limp and unable to use any strength.

"Don't move, you've been enchanting the Animagus for too long. She breathed a sigh of relief, "I don't know, Harry said that a mermaid named Sara caught you, and then she went after Voldemort." ”

Phoenix gave a brief account of Sara and the strange phenomenon they were experiencing in the air. He felt so unlucky that it was happening in that state. It's like a person rushing at a person with all his might, but he pounces on a person. His strength was useless.

In many cases, luck is often the most fundamental factor that determines everything. He deeply understood early on that some things can fail no matter how strong you are and how hard you try, and the only thing that can really make you successful is luck. I can't help but sigh with emotion in this situation.

"Where are we now?"

"BY THE SEA IN SAN FRANCISCO, MACUSA WAS LOOKING FOR US. But your brother-in-law has already helped us stop, and he said that it was better to leave the United States first. Hermione said.

"Uncle?" Phoenix thought with his eyes closed.

"It's the one named Smith. ”

"Ah, that's right. The corners of his mouth twitched, "I can also call him cousin, I usually don't remember what their relationship is with me, it's too messy." ”

"What do we do next?"

"Wait, wait for Sara to bring news, she is still very capable in the water. Let's pack up and wait to go to the City of All Nations, where it goes in all directions, no matter where Voldemort goes. ”