Reincarnated in Britain, I go to Hogwarts

In later generations, the Lighthouse Country had a very nice saying:

——Free MLJ, gun battle every day.

So how could Sauron, who was born in the Lighthouse Country, not know how to use firearms? The ease of pulling the trigger, followed by the rich sound and the smell of gunpowder and gunpowder smoke, is fascinating.

But Sauron didn't expect that the boy would also pull out a pistol.

"Yeah, times have changed, old ghost."

Ans chuckled. As an assassin, you can just play magic with me. Now that you have a sword and a pistol, what do you want to do?Are you trying to steal a job?

Sauron clicked his tongue with a bad look on his face, his left hand was dripping with blood. Just now he was full of excitement and wanted to seize the city first with a gun, but he didn't expect that the young man on the opposite side arrived first. Not only did he dodge the bullet, but he also took out the gun in the blink of an eye. Shot himself.

Are today’s little wizards so versatile!

In terms of swordsmanship, he originally wanted to use the [Soul-Destroying] curse charged from Voldemort to form a special effect of sealing the throat at the sight of blood, but unfortunately, his swordsmanship was much worse than that young man, and he only relied on The evil god's enhanced body allows him to react in time and defend.

To a certain extent, the boy opposite is not actually human, right?

Although Sauron had not looked down upon the young wizard for a long time, the danger to him had increased again at this moment.

He himself is a new-age wizard who is involved in cold weapons, physical arts, magic and firearms, but as the saying goes, he is complex but not excellent, but he knows more, but the young man in front of him is different, he is also complex but he is proficient in excellence. .

Only then did Sauron come to the answer that Ans was not a human being.

In fact, in a sense, Ans is indeed not a human being. He carries high-quality magic power that ordinary wizards in this era cannot carry. It is like a tailed beast roughly sealed into a human body without any seal restrictions. In addition, the sacrificer of [Moon] , can be said to be the earthly eye of [Moon].

call out--

Fox shadow flow·instant!

Because Sauron's thinking was distracted, Ans keenly caught it, so he easily used this simple physical technique. During the march, he quickly fired the bullets from the pistol, then flipped his wrist and disappeared in his hand, and then He made a gesture of holding the knife at his waist.

Although he was slightly distracted, Sauron immediately started to move after noticing Ans's disappearance. Then a gunshot rang out and pain came from his leg. It was obvious that he had been shot. It can be guessed from the location of the hit. The place Anse aimed for was the knee.

Staggering, Sauron had no time to adjust his body shape. The extraordinary sense strengthened by the evil god made him notice the evil wind coming from behind his ears. Regardless of the so-called wizard's elegance, he staggered and rolled directly on the ground.

The moment he lay down and rolled, a black arc of light passed over his scalp, and wisps of hair slowly fell in the air.

Sauron rolled over and touched the back of his head. He felt that it was smooth, and he was obviously bald. To a certain extent, it was also a reflection of Ans' superb sword skills.

"Hey - you are really cruel, Mr. Wick." He looked at his palm and saw that there was no trace of blood on his palm. He just cut off his hair and left his scalp with a single blow. It can be said to be his own luck or the opponent's superb skills. "I feel like I'm going bald."

"Because that area of ​​scalp feels like there is a big crisis, so everyone is shrinking in there and can't stand out, right?"

Iai, that is, drawing the sword to cut, was the first time Ans used it, and he drew the sword without a sheath. The effect was not bad at this level. If the attack failed, Ans did not take advantage of the victory, but joked with it.

"Although it is helpless, this seems to be the real answer."

Holding the sword, Sauron stood up. As his legs straightened, six bullets fell from his trousers, and all six bullets that hit his legs were squeezed out.

He was cured in just a moment.

This made Ans stop smiling, but when he saw the other party waved his hand, he put away the sword and looked back at the cannon fodder black wizard he had found. When he saw that he was almost dead, he smiled at Ans. laughed.

"Hey, Lord Voldemort, I'm leaving."

He didn't pay any attention to Ans who was standing in front of him, and walked straight forward. He turned his head and looked over his shoulder to look at Voldemort and extended his hand to beckon. Ans didn't stop him too much, because both of them knew that they were showing off at the moment. No one can suppress the opponent unless all their cards are revealed to see who dies first.

But for now, the price-performance ratio is not high. Ans doesn’t know the depth of the opponent, and the opponent is a servant of the evil god. Without a definite [god] on his side to stand behind him, Ans doesn’t dare to go too far. Besides, we also have to consider Voldemort, who is siding with the evil god.

If he and Sauron had used all their cards to defeat each other, his seriously injured body would not be able to withstand the sudden outbreak of Voldemort.

So the best choice now is to give up on each other, which is a kind of tacit understanding, a kind of intermission that the two sides of the war suddenly agree on.

"whispering sound."

Voldemort was speechless. When he found that he could not suppress Dumbledore, he had the intention to retreat, but it was covered up by his crazy spell casting. In fact, he was still waiting for Sauron's help, but unexpectedly he was stopped. .

"Hmph, Malfoy, you can live the rest of your life in fear," Voldemort chuckled as he passed by Lucius, who was no longer elegant. Looking at his unkempt appearance, Voldemort chuckled, "I hope you don't suddenly open your eyes at night. Otherwise, if you see something, you’ll scream again.”

The corners of Lucius's mouth were clearly twitching. He was obviously very angry, but he restrained himself rationally because he knew that he alone could not fight against Voldemort. The most sensible thing to do was to ignore it and act like a tortoise.

This is the wisdom of the aristocracy, called the crouching of reason.

There is no other benefit to being foolish than being favored by Lady Death more quickly.

Lucius knew clearly that behind him were his wife and son, and it was impossible for them to have nothing to rely on for the sake of face.

"Ha ha."

Seeing that Lucius was speechless, Voldemort laughed and felt bored, then passed by Ans and nodded appreciatively.

"Young junior, are you interested..."

"NO, bye."

He refused simply and neatly, without even listening to the other party's words of solicitation. This forceful interruption made Voldemort, who was originally smiling, change his expression instantly. One of his eyes suddenly turned green in anger, and then he closed his eyes. He used his reason to suppress it for a while, then left with a heavy grunt.

This made Ans guess something, but he didn't say much and just watched the two of them leave.

Afterwards, poor Lucius looked at the devastated manor, and after dryly thanking everyone for their help, they were not interested in staying in this ruined place, so they all left.

After that, Lucius found the half-dead owl alone, sent a message to his brain-dead brothers, and borrowed a house elf.

There is no way, everyone in his family is dead, and one of them is missing.

Until now, Lucius still didn't know that Dobby was dead.