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At this moment, with a "boom", a huge sound suddenly sounded in the depths of the Forbidden Forest, and I don't know how many creatures hidden in it were alarmed. For a moment, the roar of the werewolf, the roar of the troll, and the cry of the night began to rise and fall over the Forbidden Forest.

"Squeak-" On a tall Hogwarts tower, a window facing the Forbidden Forest suddenly opened, revealing Dumbledore's old, serious face.

"What's going on?!" Dumbledore looked at the Forbidden Forest from afar, his eyes flashing with inexplicable meaning, "Is that you, Tom......"

At this moment, in an area deep in the Forbidden Forest, a scene like a battlefield appeared here.

The earth and the surrounding trees were marked by fire, ice, and explosions, and the ground was littered with broken branches and leaves, as well as cracked rocks and rubble scattered everywhere.

As you can see, a big war has just been experienced here.

"Armor protection!" "Powerful Blast!"

Fang Yan rolled sideways in embarrassment, and after dodging the miserable green spell light coming from the opposite side, he hurriedly added a talisman charm for himself, and returned a blasting spell with his hand, temporarily blocking the enemy's attack.

"Hehu~Hehu~" Fang Yan gasped, although he was given a brief respite, he didn't dare to be careless at all, his eyes were still firmly fixed on the smoke caused by the explosion in front of him.

After all, the enemy he faced was the Dark Lord who had ravaged the wizarding world for more than ten years, and he couldn't be too careful!

Seeing that there was no movement on the other side after a few seconds, Fang Yan decided to take the initiative. If the enemy does not move, we will move first, and this has always been the principle of dialects against the enemy.

"Rapid transformation!" "Rapid transformation!"

Two transformational techniques were thrown out in a row, and the broken stone and wood blocks that were originally scattered on the ground suddenly gathered separately.

"Roar~" Under the manipulation of the dialect, the stone wolf that was deformed after the gravel gathered brought a gust of wind and dust, roaring and rushing towards the smoke.

"Hiss~" This is a wooden snake transformed after the wooden blocks are gathered, and I saw its huge body wandering around the dialect's body, and the head of the snake letter swayed sensitively back and forth, as if it was guarding against a spell that could be shot from any direction.

Fang Yan's eyes did not blink, and all five senses were turned on at this time, always paying attention to the movement behind the smoke.

This battle came too suddenly!

It's all tears, Fang Yan originally just wanted to come to the Forbidden Forest today to collect medicinal herbs for potion experiments, but who knew that he would suddenly meet Quirrell who was hunting unicorns for Voldemort in the Forbidden Forest.

The two met unexpectedly, in order not to reveal their identities, Quirrell naturally started directly, preparing to leave the dialect here.

Fang Yan also felt very depressed, in his memory, it should be a long time before Voldemort came to the Forbidden Forest to hunt unicorns, so he dared to come to the Forbidden Forest to collect medicine during this time. But who knew that Voldemort actually came to the Forbidden Forest so early and let him just run into it. Yes, I didn't want to fight now, but I had to fight.

At the beginning, it was Quirrell who fought against the dialect, after all, there was still a younger brother, and Voldemort naturally wouldn't do it himself. Of course, this does not rule out the reason why he himself is indeed weak now and is unwilling to waste a little more strength.

If it was Quirrell before, he might still be able to fight with dialects, but now this half-scrapped Quirrell would be the opponent of dialects.

The two went back and forth for less than ten rounds, and the dialect had firmly gained the upper hand.

It was also the dialect that died on his own, and if he chose to stop now, Quirrell, who had already been instructed by Voldemort, would definitely choose to leave directly and no longer entangle with the dialect. But who made the dialect gain the upper hand in his self-confidence, and then he thought on a whim if he could leave Quirrell and Voldemort right here.

As a result,

Seeing that the dialect was about to be entangled all the time, Voldemort suddenly made a move.

In just an instant, he successfully took over Quirrell's body, and the temperament on his body suddenly changed drastically, and an extremely cold and oppressive momentum rushed towards Fang Yan.

"Damn it!" Under the pressure of Voldemort's momentum, Fang Yan suddenly sobered up, and also realized how stupid his idea was just now. Even a half-crippled Voldemort was not something he could directly confront without preparation.

But now, even if he wanted to stop Voldemort, he wouldn't agree.

After that, the battle began to heat up.

Voldemort himself was experienced in many battles, and all kinds of magic were used at his fingertips, like an antelope hanging its horns without a trace. After a round of confrontation with him, Fang Yan also had to admire, Voldemort's grasp of the rhythm of the battle was simply superb, and every trace of power was used appropriately.

If it weren't for the fact that he was the object of the fight with Voldemort at this time, then Fang Yan would definitely have to shout hello to Voldemort, but now he knew that he was bitter in his heart. Voldemort's attacks were getting harder and harder, and it was getting harder and harder for him to resist.

Gradually, the battle began to fall to one side.

At this time, Fang Yan no longer thought about how to defeat Voldemort, and it was probably not easy to retreat with his whole body.

As the dialect began to live in his heart, the battlefield began to gradually shift to the outside of the Forbidden Forest. The two went back and forth along the way, leaving behind a large number of battle traces and remnants in the Forbidden Forest.

Until just now, the dialect was caught up by Voldemort again, and a confrontation situation was formed again-

At this moment, the stone wolf created by the Dialect Transfiguration was roaring towards the enemy behind the smoke, bringing up a puff of wind and dust along the way. Just when Fang Yan was expecting it to make a difference, a dark red spell light suddenly lit up in the smoke and slammed into the stone wolf with an incomparable force.

"Whoa—"

As if time had been frozen, the stone wolf's wild running posture suddenly froze, and then turned into a pile of rubble scattered to the ground in Fang Yan's widening eyes.

"Shhh Fang Yan gasped, what a sharp attack! I didn't expect Voldemort to be able to cast such a powerful spell in this state, if it hits him~

Fang Yan couldn't help but tremble in his heart, and the expression on his face became more cautious.

Bang, click......

A footstep sounded behind the smoke, and Fang Yan held his breath, holding the wand in his hand in a position that was most convenient to swing, ensuring that he could cast a spell at the opposite side at any moment.

The wooden snake that swam around Fang Yan also became more agile, as if it could pounce on Fang Yan at any time to resist the enemy's attack.

Suddenly, a black shadow flashed out from behind the smoke, and Fang Yan subconsciously waved the wand in his hand, and the split spell that had been prepared for a long time instantly attacked the black shadow.

"Not good!" Fang Yan reacted as soon as the spell was issued, but it was still too late, and he could only watch his spell fall on the black shadow.

"Poof-", the dialect spell tore the dark shadow into pieces and scattered them all over the ground.

But there was no trace of joy on Fang Yan's face, because a dazzling miserable green light was rushing towards him from behind the black shadow, and the fast Fang Yan didn't have time to prepare a second magic!

Seeing that the light of the curse was about to hit the dialect, I saw that the wooden snake that had been protecting Fang Yan's body suddenly bounced up and landed on the attack route of the curse in time.

The next moment, the Curse hit the Wood Snake!