Harry Potter Hello Dark Lord

Qin Weijie is a little confused about Annie's groundless accusation. I came to save you with good intentions, but you still scold me. Is there any justice in this world? Is there any law? Is there harmony and love between people?

Annie: "You idiot! The blood will cause the undead creatures on the corpse mountain to wake up early and enter a violent state. Find a way to deal with them quickly and save me!"

Qin Weijie couldn't help but open his mouth wide, and his jaw almost dropped.

I didn’t expect that I would get into big trouble just by pretending to be cool. It’s not advisable to show off! You still have to keep a low profile!

No longer wasting time, Qin Weijie smiled crookedly and looked at the dozen or so heretics: "One, two, three... twelve in total! I'm going to start showing off! The battle will be over in half a minute!"

The black-robed cultist showed disdain: "You are very arrogant. How can you, a little guy with a sixth-level magic power?"

"Hehe! It's up to me! Look! As soon as the mysterious trace appears, the soul returns to the quiet spring!"

At this moment Qin Weijie moved, and this time his speed seemed a bit slow, which was completely visible to the naked eye.

Qin Weijie approached the crowd with strange steps. His strange steps and posture seemed to be smooth and graceful, like a dance. It was whipped up by strong winds and mixed with black mist, like an elf from the darkness.

But such beauty is fatal!

The black-robed cultists and other companions looked at Qin Weijie's steps and suddenly became distracted, and the eyes of the twelve people became confused.

Qin Weijie saw that they had fallen into an illusion, so he stopped wasting time and solved them one by one.

Because he was afraid that the blood would awaken the so-called undead creatures, Qin Weijie was extremely cautious this time. Since he couldn't see blood, he would inflict internal injuries on you.

It's easy to say. Qin Weijie used the ancient Chinese martial arts Inch Fist and the 'magic attachment' taught to him by Roland to strengthen his physical strength to attack these heretics. The person who was hit had almost no damage on the surface, but his internal organs had already been damaged.

Thinly chopped.

After the 'magic attachment', Qin Weijie's physical strength is second only to Alateng's crazy blood magic. In addition, Qin Weijie has learned ancient Chinese martial arts since he was a child and has a more sophisticated control of power. It only hurts the lungs and does not cause bleeding. This

The control of power is what Qin Weijie is most proud of.

It only took Qin Weijie less than twenty seconds to knock down ten cultists in succession. One can imagine the power of the sneaky step.

A must-have item for murder and arson, and for escaping for your life!

Seeing that Qin Weijie was about to attack the leader of the black-robed cultist, he didn't expect that Qin Weijie suddenly broke out of the illusion before he even got close to the guy.

Qin Weijie noticed that when the black-robed cultist broke away from the illusion, a faint light seemed to flash in the inner pocket under his black robe. Qin Weijie was not sure whether he saw it clearly.

"Is there any treasure? How about robbing him!?" Qin Weijie thought in his mind and looked at the black-robed cultist with evil intentions.

The black-robed cultist was shocked: "You...who are you? What were those just now? Are you an illusionist?"

Qin Weijie shook his head. Qin Weijie had also heard of the so-called illusionists. They were a group of people who were proficient in illusions, just like the Animagus in the magical world who were proficient in transformation. Each had its own emphasis.

Of course, in addition to illusionists, there are other special professions in the magical world of Animagus, such as diviners, seers, soul masters, etc.

Judging from Qin Weijie's experience, his two good friends, Elena, should have Animagus talent. After all, this girl has mastered the Animagus transformation technique in just the second grade. She can't be called a genius.

Too much.

As for Tom, Qin Weijie thinks that this guy has the talent of a Soul Captor. He has mastered Occlumency, Legilimency, and the Oblivion Curse. As for the Soul Capture Curse, although he has never seen Tom cast it, what kind of bird is Tom?

Qin Weijie still knew it.

In the second half of the first-year semester, that guy had already started studying the Unforgivable Curse. Qin Weijie didn't even believe it when he said he didn't know how to take the Soul-Seizing Curse.

"Illusionist? You underestimate me! I am not an illusionist! I am a melee mage!"

As he spoke, Qin Weijie came to the black-robed cultist in an instant. Before the black-robed cultist could react, Qin Weijie was already face to face with him.

What speed is this? He clearly didn't wave the wand! No, he hasn't drawn the wand from the beginning to now!

Qin Weijie punched the black-robed cultist in the chest. The black-robed cultist was not a bad person and actually released an iron armor spell in front of him in the blink of an eye.

Qin Weijie's fist felt like hitting steel, making a metallic roar, and the black-robed cultist was thrown several meters away by Qin Weijie's punch.

At this time, Qin Weijie's face turned red and he let out a shrill scream: "Ah~~~Cao Cao Cao! It hurts me to death! Damn, didn't you swing forward when you cast the spell? No cd ah!!"

It seems that the cultists who entered the ruins before were all tough, but think about it, how could they be sent to carry out such a dangerous mission without any skills.

This is entering a ruin that has not been fully opened. What is in the ruins is unknown until they enter the ruins. The risks and dangers can be imagined.

Qin Weijie was also a little angry at this time. He tried to show off but was slapped in the face every time. Qin Weijie was ready to deal a cruel blow!

When the black-robed cultist saw that Qin Weijie was becoming serious, he also had a headache. Although Qin Weijie only had a sixth-level magic power, his combat strength was definitely not something that a kid with a sixth-level magic power could display.

Thinking about the students from Hogwarts whom they met before, the black-robed cultists couldn't help but break out in cold sweat, thinking to themselves, 'What kind of monsters did Hogwarts teach?'

"You! Don't come here... If you dare to take one step closer to me, I will kill this girl!"

The black-robed cultist cleverly turned around and fled to the thorn cage. He pointed his wand at Annie and looked at Qin Weijie cautiously.

Annie was also a little angry at this time: "You are still shameless! You are doing this again... Last time you threatened Minsk and the others with me, and you were beaten into a pig's head by Alateng. Have you forgotten?"

"Stop talking nonsense! Don't act rashly, we can talk!" The black-robed cultist looked at the sky anxiously: "The moon is coming out soon! The smell of blood just now will make the undead in the corpse mountain go crazy. The secret of the Holy Cult

We can't control these crazy undead even with magic, so let's put aside our grudges for the time being and find a way to escape into the nearest monument first!"

After hearing the words of the black-robed cultist, Qin Weijie and Annie both raised their heads and looked at the sky.

When Annie saw the red light curtain scattered in the sky, she couldn't help but feel nervous. She hurriedly looked at Qin Weijie and shouted: "Listen to him! Cooperate with him! Tonight is the full moon, and the entire mountain of corpses is about to wake up!"

Qin Weijie did not move, but looked at the sky. He saw a full moon slowly rising in the sky. The full moon did not emit bright light, but shed a touch of blood red.

The moon in the sky turned out to be red, like a bloody waterfall falling on the world. At the same time, Qin Weijie faintly felt the ground beneath his feet shaking slightly, as if something was about to break out of the ground.

"Don't waste time! Let's cooperate for the time being!" the black-robed cultist shouted loudly, breaking Qin Weijie's thoughts.

Qin Weijie slowly lowered his head, and it was at this moment that Qin Weijie discovered that for some reason, a tear dropped from the corner of his eye. An inexplicable sadness surged into his heart, and at the same time, the power of death in his body also showed signs of evaporating.

When Qin Weijie looked at the black-robed cultist, the black-robed cultist was startled. At this moment, Qin Weijie's eyes flashed a flash of gray. There was no emotion in those gray pupils, but they were just cold and indifferent.

The next second, Qin Weijie stepped in front of the black-robed cultist and punched him in the face without any reason. The entire face collapsed instantly, and a harsh cracking sound came from the skull. Look at the black-robed cultist at this time.

He had been blasted dozens of meters away, and his entire face had become extremely flat. His facial features could not be distinguished, and there was no trace of any anger left.

Qin Weijie sighed: "I hate it when others force me to cooperate with him! Do you think you are Roland or Burres? I'm sorry!"