Ryan threw two daggers straight into the shield in front of Voldemort, and then exploded at the same time.

"Click, click, click. With the scattered black mist and white light, the ominous black shield began to crack one after another, accompanied by a sound like glass shattering.

"Smack. "The shield finally reached its limit, and it suddenly scattered into a cloud of shards and then turned into nothingness. Voldemort behind the shield seemed to have been hit hard, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, and the whole person took three or four steps back.

"You can't be a wizard, what the hell are you?" Voldemort looked at the girl in the woods with his snake eyes, which was originally quite oppressive, but a gust of wind blew and made Voldemort, who was wearing only a burqa, extremely hot-eyed.

"Whatever you are, you're going to die here today. Seeing the disgust and disgust in Ryan's eyes, Voldemort became even angrier. But as soon as he raised his wand, his tone suddenly became panicked.

"No, no, it shouldn't be like that. Voldemort's eyes widened as he looked at his open palm. Ryan, who had been running Eagle Eye, could clearly see that his pale, bloodless hands were covered with cracks like spider webs. Lifting his arm, he could see that the cracks had spread to his forearm, and slowly but surely spread elsewhere.

"Didn't that happen in the original text?" Ryan thought Voldemort's condition was a little strange, but he wouldn't give up such a good opportunity. Soon he quickly played a few spells at Voldemort, but the power was much less when he lost the spell casting prop, and he was easily blocked by Voldemort. But Voldemort also made the counterattack weak because of the changes in his body, and was easily avoided by Ryan.

"I'll definitely be back when I've got my problems resolved. After a cruel remark, Voldemort directly apparitioned and left. But before leaving, he kept looking at Ryan with snake-like eyes, as if to make a note of his appearance.

"That's it?" Ryan looked at Voldemort's departure with a confused expression, he thought that this kind of big boss would fight until the last moment. But thinking about Voldemort, as a generation of heroes, it is definitely impossible to be that kind of stunned character. If you think about what he did when he was in the Hufflepuff Gold Cup, you know that he is a man who can bend and stretch. Therefore, in this situation of unexplained physical problems, it is understandable that Voldemort ran away.

Now that Voldemort is gone, Ryan is ready to leave. Just as he was walking deeper into the woods, suddenly a man jumped out from behind a rock.

Ryan almost struck a shadow blade, but luckily he could tell it was Harry just in time. I have to say that Harry is a standard Gryffindor, just let him hide, he actually dared to hide so close to the battlefield.

"What are you going to do?" Ryan asked Harry, holding a Valyrian steel axe, and after the two daggers had been consumed, he found that the only weapon he had left was the axe. Like knives and swords, they are too long and too big for this body now.

"I- thank you for saving me. Can you tell me your name?" said Harry, a little apprehensive. Ryan, in particular, raised the axe to the height of his chest at this time, making his voice tremble even more when he spoke.

"Mormon, you can call me Lyanna Mormon. "Ryan reported the name of this face, anyway, the vassals should be responsible for the lord. "I'm in a hurry to clean up a vampire castle, you'd better wait here for help. There is a fireplace behind the dirt slope in front that leads to the vampire castle, and it is recommended that you enter it after your help arrives. ”

After saying that, Ryan left Harry and hurried out of the woods, thinking that it wouldn't be long before Harry could get support, and he had to get rid of some traces and put an end to it.

Hurried back to the Château de Cepes, Ryan found that the dolls had cleaned up the entire castle, including the ruined furniture and chandeliers, and even the wooden floors had been pried off, and rough clay pots had been placed in many places.

"A total of nineteen secret rooms have been cleared, and now all the contents have been sent to the warehouses of that world, and we have taken all the worthwhile things in this castle. Rose Crystal said to Ryan with a proud face. These magical, alchemy, and alchemy dolls do seem to have a talent for collecting loot.

Descending to the castle hall, the original palatial hall was in shambles: the mahogany decorative panels had been pried away, the wrought iron shelves that had been placed here had been packed away with the sculptures and plants on them, and even the previous golden murals on the walls had become mottled: because the murals had been found to be made of real gold, the dolls had removed all the gold dust from the murals, and Ryan saw that True Red was holding a large jar about the size of her, which was filled with a bottle full of gold dust.

"This is the last thing, and the words you asked us to engrave were engraved in the basement storeroom, and the documents were all stuffed into a big iron box and thrown in, so that the people behind us could definitely see it. Seeing Ryan staring at himself, True Red, who was opening the door to the space through the rose crystal, explained to Ryan.

Killed vampires and blood golems were piled up in the center of the hall, and those that were in good condition had been collected before and used as materials for future research experiments. Ryan could see a dozen clay pots with wildfires under the pile, ready to put the finishing touches on it.

Ryan thought for a moment, picked up the equivalent of two blood golems and a vampire's stump and put it in several large black bags and put it into the space, and then signaled that it was time for the puppets to retreat.

One by one, the puppets smiling and jumping into the space door, which is the basement under the Rose Crystal Temple of A Song of Ice and Fire. Ryan promised the dolls who came to help with the loot they wanted.

After climbing the stairs and taking one last look at the demolished hall, Ryan turned to the fireplace on the second floor and returned to where he had been tied. Less than ten seconds after he left, a magic circle drawn on a clay pot in the hall burst into flames and ignited wildfires. The green flames quickly engulfed everything in the castle, and with an explosion, half of the castle tower flew into the sky.

Not to mention the chaos at the Château de Cepes, Ryan had just set up a seal on the fireplace when he returned to the underground cell, and when he turned around, he found that the vampire he had captured earlier was dead, with a huge hole in his neck. Hermione, on the other hand, sat against the wall on the other side of the room.

"It's-" Before Ryan could finish speaking, Xiaoqing explained what had just happened. Xiaoqing also received the news when Ryan was doing it, and just as it was about to kill the vampire, Hermione suddenly offered to let her do it.

It was clear that the large hole in the vampire's neck was Hermione's handiwork, and it was clear from the wound that the person who did it was very skilled, and it took at least ten stabs to achieve the intended purpose. The vampire was not at all peaceful when he walked. But thinking about the Muggles who died tragically at the hands of this vampire, this is also a kind of retribution.

"Can you tell me why you did that?" Ryan asked, opening the space bag around his waist, taking out a thermos from it, pouring a cup of hot tea and handing it to Hermione. Because Ryan had the impression that Hermione was supposed to be very kind, he really couldn't connect Hermione with the act of stabbing a vampire in the throat with a dagger a dozen times.

"The next time you're in danger, I don't want you to be alone—" After a few sips of tea, Hermione explained the reason in a somewhat weak tone.

"Thank you—" Ryan had a lot of things to say at this time, but in the end it could only turn into a somewhat pale thank you. But he vowed that he would remember what happened today.