Harry Potter: I Am a Legend - v6 Chapter 25

Until Slytherin turned and left the arena, the bald messenger raised his hand and sang: “Godric Gryffindor wins, and Salazar Slytherin is out.”

Gryffindor breathed a sigh of relief, and when he crooked his sword’s hand, he opened his mouth and spit out a jet of blue-black liquid. That should be the first venom that Slytherin poured on him.

After he vomited the poisonous blood, the blue-black neck slowly faded, returning to a trace of flesh color. The golden runes on the neck gradually faded.

He coughed and stood up and walked to the bald messenger.

The queen sitting on the chariot and the magic wand beside her, symbolizing the king’s power, magnified in his eyes.

The bald messenger put his hands in his sleeves and looked around: “Is there anyone else to challenge? If there is no one to challenge, then I will decide who will enter the Palace of Pandora.”

There was no sound.

The stare of a Slytherin basilisk had killed too many people before, but even so, it failed to defeat Gryffindor.

All the people in the Slytherin camp have been beaten down by Gryffindor, and those who are not in the camp can’t afford much courage to challenge.

Seeing no one answered, the bald messenger nodded.

“So, now, I declare…”

“Wait.”

A cold call interrupted the herald’s reading.

The sound came from the high platform and attracted everyone’s attention.

Those who were still alive were shocked, the spectators, the guards, the maids, the messengers. Godric Gryffindor looked at the gray-haired boy who was walking down slowly with a stunned expression. Only Queen Pandora raised her eyebrows slightly, not knowing what she thought of.

Slytherin watched Silby step down the high platform, his expression became confused, because he had already sent Silby to a game.

He was obviously the first guy to play, and he lost to the red-haired shapeshifter at the time, but why did he turn his head and ran into the arena again? This is not right. The rules are clearly not written like that.

Others were also confused, and someone shouted, “Hey, you guy, didn’t you lose once before? Why did you go up again?”

No one answered, the messenger didn’t intend to answer, and Silby didn’t speak.

But when they finally saw Silby took out another red invitation letter from his pocket and put it in the hands of the bald messenger, they took a breath.

The bald messenger raised the invitation letter in his hand and said: “Silby Spencer, challenge Gryffindor.”

Slytherin suddenly realized that the killing intent in his eyes could no longer be suppressed. This guy pretended not to have an invitation letter before, and ended up with an invitation letter from the bloodthirsty twins Dodoruo and Tyra. The infusion was also the bloodthirsty twin. He has never lost.

It’s no wonder why this guy was reluctant to work hard in the first game, and he looked like a foolish man.

“You guy…”

“You guy!!”

After thinking about all this, Slytherin roared out, only to feel a little black in front of him, that was annoying. Losing to Gryffindor was not so angry.

Countless thoughts flooded Slytherin’s mind.

If he had an invitation letter, wouldn’t he have been acting since the meeting? Pretend to be ignorant, pretend to be fledgling, pretend to be indifferent to the throne. Is everything for this moment! ? Let yourself work for him? Let yourself help him weaken Gryffindor’s strength, and let him take advantage of it. Why does he dare to do this, and where does his courage come from? Could it be that he had already planned to enter the snake’s belly…

A big drama was happening quickly in Slytherin’s mind. He felt that he had been cheated. Being cheated meant he was stupid, and Slytherin could not be stupid, so the only reason was that this guy was too slippery.

Its heart is punishable!

Soon, Slytherin made a decision, he didn’t want to wait anymore, he strode back, thinking about nothing, just wanted to kill Silbig on the spot.

But a silver hand stopped him, and the bald-headed messenger came to him at some point, stretched out his hand, and said with a smile: “Your grievances will be resolved after the end of the competition.”

Slytherin tried to circumvent the silver hand, but no matter how he circumvented it, the silver hand was placed in front of him and couldn’t circumvent it.

In the end, he had no choice but to give up, looking bitterly at the back of the gray-haired boy, forcibly pressing the killing intent in his heart, flicking his long sleeves, striding up to the high platform and sitting cross-legged.

Silby sensed Slytherin’s anger towards him and the severe pain in his arm, but he stood in front of Gryffindor without saying a word.

He didn’t care about Slytherin’s thoughts, and he didn’t care about other people’s gazes. The king is like dung, and he is not interested in the queen’s appearance. To say that Queen Pandora is interested in him, it is probably only her mouth, the endless collection of books in the palace.

But he still stood in front of Gryffindor.

Because he must confirm one thing, he must confirm whether Godric Gryffindor is the one he had seen in his dream, the guy who made him stand up.

After seeing Silby hand over the invitation letter to the herald, Gryffindor’s face was relieved, and then, he cheered up, picked up the sharp sword in his hand, and stared at him intensively. No matter why this guy is standing in front of him, since he is here, it is worth his twelve points of spirit.

At this time, the setting sun was thick, burning the sunset clouds on the horizon as if blood had been smeared. The sea is also shining and dazzling. The two are opposed to each other, and there is no one else. In this arena, the one who can stand on the stage alive in the end is the winner.

After a stalemate for a few seconds, Silby stood still, and Gryffindor was already extremely agile and bent his body, pulled out his sharp fairy sword from his waist, and slowly approached.

???? His walking pace is very peculiar, as if the ground under his feet is very smooth, and he must walk forward, giving people the illusion of floating, just like those primitive black tribes after celebrating their victory. Dance on the fire.

Silby’s pupils shrank, and Gryffindor didn’t use any of the magic tricks he had used before. Maybe his mana was not much, but his current posture was still full of pressure.

???? Suddenly, Gryffindor uttered a weird scream, which shook everyone’s eardrums with a dull pain. His feet staggered, and the steps under his feet had become larger. The sharp sword kept throwing from the left hand to the right hand, and then from the right hand to the left hand! He seems to be aggressive, but the steps under his feet are quite vain, and he draws arcs one after another, which is actually a posture that will take a half step backward when he goes further.

Silby could see that Gryffindor was not so strong. If he took advantage of the momentum, he would naturally retreat and consume his physical energy to fight.

??? At this time, his combat experience has been quite rich. Gryffindor’s intentions are already insightful in his eyes, and there is a trace of caution in his eyes, and his feet accelerate towards this aggressive English lion. Go up!

Five meters, three meters, two meters!

Gryffindor silently counted the distance between each other in his heart, his breathing was suddenly heavy, and a few strands of blood appeared in his eyes. Judging from the performance of the previous squirrel cage arena, the strange boy in front of him is extremely flexible.

However, no matter how flexible he is, as long as he can recover most of his physical strength. Then the victory is undoubtedly a certainty, after all, he is too young.

???? Silby just raised his fist and stomped over like a reckless African buffalo.

At this moment, Gryffindor felt the wind blowing.

??? His lips raised slightly, his footsteps walked around like ghosts, and he took three steps straight back, avoiding Silby’s boxing.

Even in the process of retreating, Gryffindor was also ready to counterattack. He had extremely rich combat experience. At this moment, he had at least seven ways to counteract Silby’s subsequent attacks. .

???? In the end, he chose to make a trial.

???? Gryffindor screamed, he handed the sharp sword in his right hand to his left hand with a slap, and then screamed, as the cold light flashed, the sword was cut off.

But Silby moved his left hand up indifferently!

There was an exclamation from the wizards nearby. Gryffindor’s arms were so strong that everyone could see.

In an encounter with Slytherin, he even used a sharp sword to smash the snake armor on Slytherin! In their eyes, Silby’s end must be his left hand being chopped in two, and then by the way, most of his body was chopped alive!

But the **** scene as expected did not happen.

The sharp blade of the fairy sword slashed on Sylby’s palm, igniting a long string of sweet trembling sounds, but it couldn’t hurt it at all.

He grabbed the blade of the extremely sharp goblin with his bare hands, unheard of.

But when you look closely, you can see that there is a transparent barrier in Silby’s palm, like an invisible diamond glove, which protects Silby’s palm.

Silby’s voice was sweet, and he didn’t know it before he did it. After doing it, he instantly felt an indescribable force on his wrist, pressing every cell in his arm to wailing, and his whole body was wailing. The deflection.

This is still Gryffindor’s injury. If he wins, how terrible is his power?

After letting go of the sword that came in secret.

Silby flew back with the countershock from the Gryffindor sword, but after a few steps back, he immediately realized that he had been pushed to the edge of the arena. If he fell, he would immediately be judged as a failure.

So he swiped his right foot and abruptly stopped retreating.

Then, a dazzling light burst out of his left hand.

Gryffindor determined that it was a dangerous spell and immediately raised his sword in a defensive stance.

???? But there was a flash of light in the air!

A cloud of purple smoke exploded in the arena.

???? Gryffindor was taken aback for a moment, and then slowly moved the sharp sword.

Confusion spell is not a high-level spell, on the contrary, it is just a very simple spell. It has no other effect except blurring the line of sight.

After that, Silby quickly moved on the arena, releasing a smoke curse every few steps he moved, and releasing a smoke curse every few steps he moved.

Gryffindor frowned in confusion. This guy, didn’t he think he could attack himself with just a few clouds of smoke. He is not a gangster who eats in the rat road, as long as he recovers a little physical strength, killing him is just easy.

Instead of attacking yourself while you’re tired, but instead making all these gimmicks here, what the **** is this kid doing?

However, Gryffindor soon stopped wondering about these. If Silby wants to get a smoke bomb, let him do it. He just breathed calmly, quickly regaining his strength, anyway, as long as his strength recovered a little, Gryffindor thought he could beat Sylby with his eyes closed.

In the stands, Slytherin looked at the smoke, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth. For some reason, his hanging heart gradually fell into his chest.

I really think too much.

After the initial shock, he saw that Silby’s true strength was nothing more than this. Gambling in the dungeon and fighting with the gangsters is okay. If you really run into an opponent like Godric Gryffindor, you still come out with the dungeon. Isn’t it a dead end? How can the mere smog stop Gryffin?

The hard power gap is too big.

After ten breaths, the arena was filled with smoke, and Gryffindor opened his eyes from recovery. Ten breaths were enough for top masters.

The blood flow inside the human body is 6,894 kilometers every day, and after Gryffindor takes a deep breath, the blood flow speed at this moment is more than ten times faster.

He acted brazenly, and immediately locked Silby’s position in the smoke, and his footsteps were no longer vain, and he became brave and diligent. Bend down, sink shoulders, rush forward, push forward, and do it all in one go.

???? Peng!

The smoke was torn apart by the wind, and there was a muffled noise. Gryffindor hit the young man in the smoke with his shoulder like a galloping giant elephant.

Silby opened his eyes wide in consternation! Spit out bitter water, and backed quickly.

Gryffindor slightly experienced that this guy was unstoppable, he actually used his body to endure a hit with all his strength! He also exposed his back to himself, which is tantamount to exposing a huge flaw!

???? And for the battle scene at this time, the flaw is equal to death, and Gryffindor’s fighting instinct will naturally not let go of this flaw.

???? Less than a second.

He caught up with Silby who was fleeing and swept his sword.

This sword brought Gryffindor’s anger, as well as his new physical strength, and he was sure that even if this kid had any strange enchantment, he could divide the enchantment and his arm in two.

Silby saw the silver light sweeping behind him, stopped instead of hiding, and stopped in place with a sudden brake, and then rolled on the spot without an image, avoiding a fatal blow that was enough to cut his head.

With inertia, Gryffindor took seven or eight more steps forward, an abrupt stop, and paused on the edge of the arena.

He smiled coldly, twisted his belly, turned around and kicked Silby on the ground.

I didn’t know if it was too fast to dodge or did not expect Gryffindor to be so fast, Silby firmly grasped the ground and ate the kick abruptly.

The kick broke three of his ribs.

Click! ????

After the terrible bone cracking sound reached the audience, more than 90% of the wizards present felt it, and made a “hiss” inhalation sound.

Silby vomited a big mouthful of blood.

Then he climbed up and tried to back up.

???? What followed was Gryffindor’s heavy knee bump, which hit Silby’s lower abdomen heavily, and directly bent him down.

Silby’s face turned blue all of a sudden, he opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood mixed with bile, and knelt heavily in front of Gryffindor.

Never moved again.

The smoke gradually dissipated, and everyone could clearly see the gray-haired boy kneeling in front of Gryffindor, vomiting blood. Qi Qi breathed a sigh of relief, shook his head and sighed “Oh”, regretting not to witness a comeback. There is also a natural sigh.

That’s right, it was indeed beyond everyone’s expectation to continue playing after the teenager was defeated in Slytherin.

If this young man really defeated the seriously injured Gryffindor, it would be a chance to become a **** of war and become a myth.

It’s a pity that looking at him now, the myth can’t be achieved, and it can only be a joke for others to talk about.

The strength gap is too big.

In addition to set off the strength of Gryffindor, what else can he do?

??? Gryffindor coughed slightly dryly. After more than a dozen battles, after defeating Slytherin, he continued to defeat an enemy with serious injuries, even if he was at his limit at the moment.

But he still stood upright proudly, wiped the overflowing blood on the corner of his lips with his middle finger, put the fairy blade on the kneeling Silby’s neck, looked around the audience, and continued coldly: “There is also Who is going to challenge?”

Deathly silence.

I’m afraid that the most daring and most ludicrous challenger at this time is daring, and they’re afraid they won’t challenge Gryffindor anymore. This man is really terrifying.

In the stands, Slytherin’s back gradually relaxed, yes, as expected. Silby still lost, even though he was brilliant and talented. But after all, his exposure to magic was too short, and he was far from the opponent of Godric Gryffindor, a veteran who has been immersed in the wizarding world for more than ten years.

Just wait for him to come back now.

Slytherin squinted his eyes and had already imagined in his mind the scene of devouring the cunning Sylby with a snake.

Seeing that no one answered, Gryffindor coldly retracted his eyes, looked at Silby, and educateed: “You are too eager for quick success. Even if you really want to be a king, it is definitely not something you can do at this age.”

Silby lowered his head, motionless.

Gryffindor shook his head, put away the sword, sighed, and turned to the Herald. Silby had already lost and was completely out of combat effectiveness. Now, just wait for the messenger to pronounce the result of victory.

But after a few steps, Gryffindor saw that the bald messenger tilted his head and looked at him with a smile, but did not pronounce his victory.

Then, a hoarse laughter came from behind him: “You are too careless, Gryffindor.”

Gryffindor turned his head fiercely, but saw that the guy who was kicked out of his bile was vomiting, and at this moment he staggered to his feet. He was very embarrassed, but there was another weird expression on his face. …….Disappointed?

Gryffindor frowned and pointed at Silby with his sword: “Don’t hold on, you are at the end of the crossbow, and now you are definitely not my opponent.”

“Of course,” Silby wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said lightly: “I am of course not your opponent now, I have never been your opponent, but who said that your opponent is me?”

“what?”

Gryffindor looked at the gray-haired boy with a pale face and was puzzled for a while, not knowing what he was trying to express, but he always faintly felt that something was wrong.

Silby raised two fingers:

“The second rule is that in the arena, there must be a master who can challenge continuously, no matter the order, no matter the means, only the final battle can enter the master palace. Leaving the position of the ring, you will be judged to admit defeat.”

“So what, did you fight to the end?” Gryffindor asked with disdain, he felt that this guy might have been smashed by himself.

“It looks almost the same.” Silby smiled. “But how can you be sure that you never left the ring?”

Gryffindor was taken aback and looked at his feet.

Wow!

The stones that formed the arena shattered, and within ten steps, a series of landslides formed. Gryffindor immediately dropped two heads and stood on the ordinary dirt mountain road. His eyes widened in an instant, and cold sweat spread all over his back on the spot…This, when is this happening! ?

On the other hand, Silby stood on the edge of the fracture and said in a slightly disappointed tone: “I didn’t want to take the initiative to fight with you at all. From beginning to end, I used Transfiguration to expand the area of ​​the arena. At that time, this arena was one hundred steps wide and one hundred and fifty steps wide, but now, it is one hundred and fifty steps long, but there is one hundred and ten steps wide.

And your position is exactly those ten steps from many places. It’s a pity that it is fake, it was made by me. “

“So, cough cough…”

Silby coughed twice, “You lose, you lose to the rules.”

Godric Gryffindor was completely dumbfounded. At this moment, countless clues were connected in his mind, smoke bombs, seduce his continuous offensive posture, and the weird moves that would rather die than move forward. It turned out that it was all to seduce myself to the correct position of the ring and stay in it…

At this moment, Gryffindor’s face was pale, he opened his mouth blankly, stretched out his hand, and took a step forward, wanting to say something more.

It’s too late.

The bald-headed messenger’s eyes turned into crescents with a smile, and he raised a hand: “Winner, Sylby Spencer, Godric Gryffindor, out.”