The sharpness of the Gryffindor sword was undeniable, and to this day, Maca had never seen anything that it couldn't cut. In Harry's hands, who could wield it against enemies, it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was invincible.

Of course, it may not be able to destroy a series of magical items of the same level as it, such as the Monument of Enchantment and the Mirror of Devouring. After all, if he could do it, then Helbo would have been wiped out by the time of the four founders of Hogwarts, right?

And now, this time, the Gryffindor Sword has once again proved that its sharpness is almost unstoppable.

As Harry straddled his broomstick and sprinted straight behind Maca towards the glowing rune array, the mirror-like silver blade reflected the light, dragging a silver ribbon of light in the final sprint.

As he was about to rush to the black figure lying on his back, Maca, who was leading Harry's safety, made room for Harry to move his hand.

One hit only! Success or failure, one touch and go!

"Bang!"

With Harry's powerful swing of his sword, the silver light instantly drew a semicircle, landing on the black neck with extraordinary precision.

It must be admitted that this demon's body is indeed stronger than ever. As soon as the blade touched the other man's skin, Harry immediately felt a wave of resistance—it was definitely much more laborious than when he had slashed the shields of those black-eyed wizards before.

Even so, however, the Gryffindor Sword proved to be sharp.

However, although Harry's sword was blocked, it still cut into the demon's black "skin" with a single blow, and even penetrated to a third of the way at once. If you can do it twice in the same spot, you might be able to decapitate him on the spot.

However, regardless of the difficulty of hitting the same position...... Harry remembered Maca's words very well. He did not regret or hesitate, and immediately after the blow fell, he wanted to draw his sword and retreat.

But who knew that at this moment, the black demon who was lying on the ground with his eyes closed actually opened his eyes suddenly, and his right hand was coldly stretched out, and he grabbed the silver shining sword.

Harry twitched with all his strength, but he didn't twitch.

"Let go! Fool, let go—"

It wasn't Maca's shout, because it was so quiet that Harry, who was nervous for a moment, barely heard it. Rather, it was Maca beside him, who realized who was speaking as soon as he heard that voice.

Landing there, Maca slapped Harry's grip on the hilt of the sword away with a backhand and pushed him back.

"Get the Sorting Hat out, you can get your sword straight from it! Then, remember what I said when I came? Now you have to go-"

Harry was so pushed that he nearly fell off his broomstick. But at Maca's reminder, he put aside the Gryffindor sword for the time being, turned around and left with the fastest acceleration he could. As he walked away, he pulled the Sorting Hat out of his bag with one hand, and at the same time deliberately turned his head to look behind him.

"Maca ......"

The moment he turned around, Harry saw that the big black man who had been slashed in the neck had already crawled up. Then, with a slight force, he easily removed the Gryffindor sword stuck in his neck.

"Bang!"

In order to keep the demon and prevent Harry from happening to her, Maca had to swing her staff again and cast the power of the cooldown rule. Even if you know that it won't work for the other party, as long as you contain it before Harry leaves completely, it will be enough.

With the sound of ice crystal condensation, the ultra-low temperature cold snap instantly flowed by, coating the nearby ground with a layer of hoarfrost.

As for the black demon, it was frozen in a large translucent block of ice, at least for the time being.

The next moment, Maca saw through the ice that the Gryffindor sword in the other party's hand suddenly disappeared into thin air. He knew that Harry should have pulled the sword back out of the Sorting Hat.

"What a handy feature."

He muttered to himself, then removed the piece of ice that was close to the other's neck, and then stabbed the staff straight into the wound Harry had just cut with the Gryffindor sword.

Even if it was only cut into a third of the depth, it was already serious enough, and if it were a normal human, it would definitely be full of blood by now.

But when Maca's staff flew over, she finally realized that something was wrong. That is undoubtedly another ability of this so-called "demon" - self-repair!

"Blow it up for me!"

Maca's mastery of fire was naturally far less than that of Helbo, but at least modern spells were clearly not a problem. And when the high-temperature flame and the ultra-low cold snap met in the other party's neck, he thought that this should give some effect, right?

After all, it had exploded directly in Harry's visible wound!

"Boom-"

This explosion was actually not very moving, because it was not only covered by the demon's flesh, but even blocked by frozen ice. As a large number of ice crystals scattered and flew in all directions, Maca only took a step back while resisting the inevitable impact of a close-range detonation.

"Huh?"

This time, Maca finally saw the effect of her attack - the wound that was being repaired had become a fist-sized defect in the eye.

It's just that what made Maca suddenly sigh was that red blood quietly oozed out of the wound!

In fact, this "demonic body" was originally molded on the basis of Muriel's body. After the ritual ended, it continued to assimilate the inner body of Muriel, and now it was actually half completed.

If it is completely assimilated by this demon, then the strength of this body may be even higher than it is now.

"Blood?"

For Maca, it was difficult to tell whose blood it was, but he didn't really care who it was wrapped in the black body.

Because he just needs to know what he's going to do next......

Blow it up again!

But at the very second that Maca decided to replicate the explosion just now, the black demon, whose neck had been blown off in half, stretched out a hand and grabbed his staff quickly and accurately.

At that moment, Maca sensed a strange sensation, as if ...... Yes, it's as if the demon in front of you has suddenly changed to a different person.

There is a very different sense of disobedience than before.

"Helbo?"

In fact, in Maca's perception, it should not be Helbo's breath, but he still subconsciously frowned and said the name.

And then—

"Are you...... Macka McKellen? ”

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