"Oh, student?"

Slytherin became interested, his face softened slightly, and he looked at Dumbledore carefully. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"You're powerful, like a Gryffindor."

(Dumbledore was a descendant of Gryffindor.) ）

Slytherin frowned, thoughtful, only to see him clap his hands, as if he had figured out the key.

"You're a Hogwarts student! So our vision has come true? ”

It turned out that this remnant soul was left behind in the early years of Slytherin.

At the time, he and Gryffindor were close friends, and their dream was to establish a school for wizards, known as Hogwarts.

However, Slytherin later had a disagreement with Gryffindor over the lineage of the students, so the two parted ways.

Slytherin believed that students must be pure-blooded magicians, while Gryffindor believed that there should be no discrimination.

"Very well, you're a pure-blood wizard, and it seems that Gryffindor still accepts my ideas."

Dumbledore shook his head, not wanting to defend anything, he secretly gathered his magic to break out of the cage in one fell swoop.

"Well, what's going on with this person. Oriental, how come you also have magic fluctuations in you? ”

Slytherin turned his head to look at Ling Zifeng, who had a guarded face, and asked suspiciously, a look of disgust in his eyes.

"The Orientals are going to play with your cultivation, what are you doing in the West, and you dare to steal our magic?"

As he spoke, Slytherin's eyes became more and more violent, like a poisonous snake, ready to burst out and devour people.

Ling Zifeng shook his head helplessly, he knew the history of the inheritance of the magic world, the magician still inherited it from the Eastern Cultivation Authority, where did he need to steal?

However, now that the danger is lurking, he doesn't want to talk to this old antique too much, so he is ready to fight when the sword and shield are swinged.

As soon as Slytherin saw Ling Zifeng's posture, he immediately sneered.

"Look for death!"

As soon as the words fell, I saw a spell from him like Ling Zifeng.

"Snort" a sharp and piercing sound.

A terrifying icicle pierced Ling Zifeng's face, Slytherin's expertise was water magic, this icicle was extremely fast, as strong as steel.

"Dang!"

Ling Zifeng erected a shield to defend and steadily blocked a blow.

The icicle slammed into the black shield and turned into pieces of debris, and a small piece of it flew to Ling Zifeng's body behind the shield.

"Ahh

Ling Zifeng rolled to the ground with a scream, and he felt as if he had been burned.

It turns out that this is a high-level water-based magic, and this ice pick is highly poisonous.

A small piece of debris was so powerful, if it all hit, he would definitely die on the spot.

"Be careful!"

Dumbledore's reminder came a little late.

He finally broke free and rushed towards his enemy with his sword in hand.

"Choking."

There was a sound of metal clashing.

I saw that Slytherin had an extra slender icicle in his hand, blocking Dumbledore's blow.

I don't know how hard this icicle is, but it actually made a metallic sound when it collided with the sword.

Dumbledore's blow missed, and he immediately pointed at his wand, fireball!

Fire and water are mutually restrictive, and the competition is only the strength of magic.

"Click."

The icicle in Slytherin's hand broke into several segments.

Dumbledore's magic and the Scepter weren't covered.

A remnant soul can't match his magic power.

"Interesting, the Gryffindor students are really strong enough, you have the Elder Staff in your hand, no wonder."

"But this wand is about to have a new owner!"

Slytherin's tone was arrogant, and he bluntly threatened Dumbledore.

In his opinion, the senator's staff was already in his bag, and the other party was just relying on the sharp weapon.

"Whoosh!"

The shattered icicles turned into icicles with a single Slytherin wave.

The one who cut his head and covered his face hit Dumbledore.

Dumbledore's sword swung to protect himself, and with a spell, blazing fire suddenly enveloped his body.

"Boom."

The blazing fire flickered, melting all the ice picks in an instant.

Ginger is still old and spicy, and although Dumbledore is seriously injured, he has not lost his strength.

Ling Zifeng looked at it with secret admiration.

He finally got rid of the pain he had just had.

There is a new understanding of this vicious enemy.

Although he has received the inheritance of ancient powers, and his strength is close to Dumbledore's level, he still has too little combat experience.

In the face of such a vicious enemy, he still has a lot to learn.

"Phoenix is really hot? Well, well, worthy of being a descendant of Gryffindor. ”

Slytherin sneered, ready to make another move.

Suddenly, there was a black aura in his eyes, and a surging tumbling suddenly turned into a dark fog.

"What is this?"

Ling Zifeng had never seen such a move before, and Dumbledore was also taken aback.

He knew that the next attack would be a big deal.

I saw the old magician cross the sword and wand in his hand to form a cross defense.

The incantation moved, and an extremely thick spherical protective shield wrapped Dumbledore tightly in the blink of an eye, without leaking a single flaw.

"Boom!"

A dive of the fog slammed directly into the spherical shield.

The dense fog was blocked by the shield, and it immediately split into two petals and rushed to the left and right.

But then he spun around, and it was another violent impact.

"Boom!"

Repeating the cycle, in just a few breaths, the black fog has impacted dozens of times,

He seemed to look tirelessly, endlessly, and the spherical shield was crumbling by the impact.

In the shield, Dumbledore resisted with difficulty, his gray hair and beard fluttering up, and at this moment he used his life's cultivation to fight the enemy desperately.

"Ahh

The old magician roared, and the crossed swords and shields staggered, and the blazing fire returned.

"Boom."

There was a violent scorching, and the black mist instantly turned into nothingness.

But at the same time, with a click, the sword in Dumbledore's hand was broken in two.

。。。。。。

After a few moments, the black mist gradually dissipated, and the tremor of the Room of Requirement slowly weakened.

Salazar Slytherin's remnant was destroyed by Dumbledore.

He used his life's cultivation to destroy this terrible predecessor.

With a stumble, Dumbledore sat down and fell unconscious.

The fight just now made him exhaust all his magic power.

Even a lifetime's cultivation has been consumed.

Moreover, the last blow destroyed even the sword of Gryffindor.

The current Dumbledore is no different from an ordinary old man.

Ling Zifeng hurriedly ran over to help the old magician up, and when he saw it, he was startled.

I saw that Dumbledore's eyes were closed, and the wrinkles on his old cheeks were getting deeper and deeper, as if he was about to die of old age.

"This, how is this like the situation of scattered martial arts in martial arts novels?"

Ling Zifeng remembered an old man named Wuyazi, and at the same time, he also remembered the task hint of the main god.

[Plot introduction: If all of them die, the whole team will be wiped out.] 】

"Dumbledore, you can't die, if you die, we'll be wiped out!