Listening to everyone's words one by one, Ling Zifeng gradually understood what had happened. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The four students rushed to the eighth floor, only to find that Voldemort was missing.

They didn't want to spend any more time looking for it, so they immediately prepared to get the secret first.

I don't know, Voldemort is actually hiding.

When he arrived, he found that he could not find the so-called "secret" anyway.

So, at the same time as a group of students arrived.

He lurked.

Hermione quickly guessed the secret of the Room of Requirement.

Because the house automatically generates a house, Hermione made a wish for the house.

"I'm going to the original room."

So, the world changed, the house disappeared, and everything became what it is today.

Just before the house was completely mutated, Voldemort suddenly appeared, and at the same time, Mosandi also appeared.

The praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind, and Voldemort is killed by surprise.

Mo Sandi also received a fierce counterattack.

But at the moment when she attacked Voldemort, the secret of the Room of Requirement was revealed.

Everyone present lost their gravity and could not control their bodies, and Voldemort and Moissandi were no exception.

For unknown reasons, both of them passed out, but the four students did not.

But there is no control of the body here, and no magic can be released.

This group of people is trapped here.

。。。。。。

"Is the secret of the Room of Request the universe?"

Ling Zifeng stood at the entrance of the eighth floor, watching this strange scene, but he knew that now was not the time to think about it.

So, I'm going to try it with magic and see if I can save everyone.

"Summoning Spell"

"Flying Spell"

"Item Movement Charm"

"Hang the Admiralty upside down!"

Ling Zifeng tried several spells.

But he reluctantly found that no matter what kind of magic.

As soon as you touch the edge of the miniature universe, it will dissipate cleanly.

"What the hell is this?"

Ling Zifeng didn't believe in evil, and tried a few more spells, but they were all like mud cows entering the sea, and they never returned.

"Try it with a rope!"

Hermione on the side anxiously reminded that she was about to be tossed and vomited, and her pretty face was a little pale.

Ling Zifeng suddenly realized, why didn't he think of it.

The "whoosh" rope was taken out of the space bag, tied a knot, and was thrown over by Ling Zifeng.

Ron, who had just spun into this position, grabbed the rope.

Ling Zifeng hurriedly pulled, and pulled Ron over with both hands back and forth.

"Ouch."

Ron, who was dragged out of the scope of "cosmic space", suddenly fell to the ground and fell firmly.

Fortunately, it's not high, and it's just a little sore in the butt.

Ling Zifeng threw out the rope again, and Harry, Ginny, and Hermione were all rescued in turn.

He mastered the edge of the "cosmic space".

When the students behind him landed, he pulled them all and was not thrown again.

Ling Zifeng threw out the rope again and lassoed Mo Sandi's left hand, just as he was about to pull to the edge.

An unexpected scene happened.

I saw Voldemort suddenly wake up, his arm grew violently, and he grabbed Mosandi's ankle with one hand.

The incident happened suddenly, Ling Zifeng didn't have him, but he didn't have time to stop, and pulled the two out of the edge.

"Bumper" twice, and the two fell on the ground at the entrance of the eighth floor.

As soon as he landed, Voldemort reached out and restrained the unconscious Mosandi.

He blocked Mo Sandi's body in front of him, his wand pointed at her head, and looked at Ling Zifeng with blood-red and slender snake eyes, his eyes full of fear.

It turned out that the cunning Voldemort had been pretending to be unconscious, and he knew that someone would come to rescue the students.

Ling Zifeng had fought with Xia Zhuomo in the hall before, but Voldemort could see it clearly. He knows Xia Zhuomo's strength very well, and he is half a pound and eight taels with himself.

"What benefits did this kid get, his strength has improved by leaps and bounds, he wasn't my opponent a day ago, and now I'm afraid it's not much inferior to me."

So he looked at Ling Zifeng vigilantly, and said in a cold voice: "If you want her life, let me get out of the way." ”

Ling Zifeng shook his head, he couldn't trust this treacherous black devil, the black sword and shield took a defensive posture and stopped in the middle of the road, majestic like a god of war.

With Voldemort's cruel and cunning character, if Ling Zifeng got out of the way, Mo Sandi would be killed on the spot, and the Dark Lord was such a person.

If Ling Zifeng doesn't get out of the way, he can still make an estimate, and Mo Sandi's life can be temporarily guaranteed.

"Do you want her to die?"

Voldemort's long, blood-red eyes narrowed, his face became more and more ugly, and his voice became colder and colder.

The wand in his hand was getting closer and closer to Mo Sandi's head, as if he could see a faint green light emitting from the tip of the wand.

Ling Zifeng knew that this was Voldemort's forte-killing curse.

If it is released, Mo Sandi will definitely die.

The atmosphere was getting more and more tense, and Ling Zifeng knew that Voldemort didn't have much patience.

Even without Mo Sandi as a hostage, it is not impossible for him to find a way out.

The atmosphere became more and more tense, Ling Zifeng held his sword and shield motionless, but the sweat on his face couldn't help but overflow.

"Knock, knock, knock。。。。。。"

The bell tower in the distance rang the bell of midnight and early morning.

Mo Sandi woke up at the sound of the bell.

"Brother Ling, leave me alone, you do it quickly."

Ling Zifeng shook his head, staring at Voldemort and not bothering to speak.

He knew Mosandi's intentions, the shield of the golden apple.

When the clock strikes midnight, the number of times the shield is used is refreshed.

However, Ling Zifeng still didn't dare to act rashly.

Because Voldemort's wand was pointed directly at Moissandi's temple.

At such a close distance, it is unknown whether the shield will be effective.

"It was the man who let her go and came over to fight me in a duel."

Ling Zifeng knew that the method of agitation might not be useful, but now there was no other way but to give it a try.

Voldemort sneered, and the slender blood-red snake eyes became a slit.

He tilted his head to look at the heavily armed Ling Zifeng opposite, his eyes full of mockery and banter.

"Hahahaha, kid from the East, don't play your clumsy tricks, do you think I'm going to be fooled, let her go and let the two of you flank me together?"

Ling Zifeng sighed secretly, if this was three days ago, Voldemort would definitely not hesitate to duel with him.

But now the situation is different, he has obtained the inheritance of ancient powers, and the equipment of obsidian gold crystal.

The strength has progressed to a very considerable point, almost on par with Voldemort.

Logically speaking, this should be a good thing.

But now he was a little helpless, and the enemy did not dare to come forward to fight a duel because of his strength.

"Hey, I didn't expect Voldemort to be so jealous of me, it's really laughable."

The agitation method was useless, Voldemort held Mo Sandi hostage and began to move slowly, his eyes still staring at Ling Zifeng vigilantly.

Seeing him getting closer and closer to the staircase on the eighth floor, everyone was helpless.

"Did he just let him run, he was the target of the mission!"

Suddenly, Ling Zifeng had an idea and took out a bunch of things from the ring.

He threw them on the ground, one by one.

Let Voldemort on the other side see clearly.