Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

The number of soul collectors is decreasing!

As a young man with a sword in his hand was looking for enemies in London, the people he was looking at were all those who would release unidentified black substances.

Among the black wizards who wantonly plunder the lives of others in the fog of the city, the most difficult thing to deal with is undoubtedly these collectors who would not even listen to Haierbo's orders.Although they were not many in number, their strength was the most powerful, not to mention that Haierbo was still giving birth to more individuals.

Killing seems to have become the blandest part of ordinary life.

To be honest, Harry's pressure is actually great right now.

Although he has an extremely sharp Gryffindor sword, even in the face of the indestructible black shield of the collector, he can pierce it in one fell swoop, but the unknown matter is not always solid.

Sometimes just a little carelessness, the sword will be entangled in life, which often makes him fall into the embarrassment of weapons or will be taken away.

And under the threat of black thorns that could penetrate steel, prolonged close combat was obviously very dangerous.

But even so, Harry raised his sword unhesitatingly and kept fighting in the streets and even Muggle's home.

Yes, maybe Harry's pressure is not as great as Maca, but now his existence has become somewhat indispensable.

After all, those collectors can't be dealt with by any wizard!

"Ding"

Accompanied by a crisp sound of gold and iron clashing, a silver sword shadow swept from the side to the front, cutting off the black thorn that almost pierced here in an instant.

"Go back and leave it to me!"

It was a boy wearing a Hogwarts uniform and his back did not look very solid and reliable, but he was a man willing to stand up when others were in danger.

"……Thank you."

"No, don't... Anyway, you have to retreat!"

"Ah good."

Needless to say, the one who rushed to catch the black thorn in time was naturally Harry.And the one who had just been rescued by him was just a Muggle boy who was slightly different from the others.

To put it simply, it was this 11-year-old Muggle boy who actually had a magical runaway in this fog.Therefore, he could not see many magical phenomena, but suddenly he could see it.

By the way, this boy is named Robin.

"Click"

Just as the little boy hurriedly retreated to the corner at Harry's reminder, the ground under the searcher's feet cracked amidst a crackling sound.

That was the change caused by the splitting spell that Harry cast, in order to make the opponent lose his balance.

After several fights, Harry had already figured out some little combat experience.Although this effect may not be as good as he expected, it is really worth trying to create a "small action" for himself as much as possible to attack.

But this time, his attempt seemed to be ineffective.

It can be seen that just as the ground under the gatherer's feet cracked open, the opponent also leaped slightly agilely, moved aside in time and avoided it.

During this period, because the opponent's center of gravity was not unbalanced, Harry, who was already ready to go, could only temporarily give up his plan to press ahead.

However, the collector obviously did not want to let go of the wizard who disturbed his soul harvesting. In the next moment, several black thorns emerged from the black matter in front of the opponent, and hurriedly shoved toward Harry's side. .

Too late, avoid it!

This was Harry’s first thought after he sensed the danger.

"Phantom slate!"

After using Transfiguration to conjure a thick stone tablet, he added another hardening spell on it, and then he heard the sound of several stone slabs being penetrated by hard objects.

Fortunately, at that moment, Harry's reaction speed was not unpleasant.Seeing the black thorns forcibly piercing the stone slab, he was stunned to turn the stone slab aside, causing the black thorns to fly straight into the diagonal thorns after passing through the stone slab.

But right after that, the stone slab with several holes through it also shattered and scattered all over the ground.

"Bone to pieces!"

Seeing that the opponent was again preparing to send the next round of black thorns, Harry hurriedly released another smashing spell, forcing the opponent to give up the attack and turn to a defensive posture.

Behind Harry, little Robin, who had always lived in the Muggle world in the past, had never seen such a battle.It was like watching a movie, making him stunned.

And at this moment, Harry knew that he could not continue to give his opponent a chance, so he rushed forward resolutely.

Now Harry's speed may be faster than the Muggle sprint champions.Seeing him fast approaching the opponent with a swift motion, the Gryffindor sword in his hand was shining bright silver, and he swung forward with a backhand at an angle.

"clang"

After the crisp impact, there was another scalp crunch, and the sword cut into the black shield erected by the opponent.

But this time, Harry had remembered the lessons learned several times earlier, and did not try to forcibly stab the enemy who was hiding behind the shield.

He just squeezed up with enough force, letting the sharp blade leave a long hole on the shield.

After that, Harry didn't pause at all, and then the momentum just accelerated immediately, and went around from the other side to behind him.

This kind of guy who controls black matter usually condenses into a spherical shield when turning to a defensive posture.But no matter how fast the change is, it will take some time.

Before the unknown substance had completely wrapped the opponent, he stabbed a sword into the unclosed gap and swiped.

When a long black jab came out at him again, Harry quickly retracted the sword and Jǐng avoided it.

After retreating for a moment, Harry saw the blood drop on the smooth mirror-like sword of Gryffindor's sword, which made him know that the sword he had just stabbed the opponent.

But unfortunately, this is just a sword, and most of it hasn't hit any key points.Now that the opponent has covered himself with a spherical shield, it is quite difficult for him to make an effective attack.

It must be said that the Gryffindor sword is indeed only sharp in Harry's hands.When used in actual combat, it still has considerable limitations.

"Forget it."

Harry looked at the black thorns forming on the surface of the "big black ball", and immediately ran to the corner where the boy was, grabbed the opponent's arm and stalked away.

All in all, the innocent victims must be transferred first.

"Ding, ding"

After fending off the two black thorns coming to this side, Harry was forced to pause again, and then he protected Little Robin and retreated step by step.

Yes, even if you want to leave, you can't walk steadily. This is a manifestation of the difficulty of the black-eyed wizard who can attack, defend, and reach near and far.

But when Harry stepped back for the camp, he suddenly saw the ground where the black ball was arching upwards, throwing the black ball away.

"Harry, come here with that kid!"

This is a voice that is not very familiar, but after he turned his head and glanced at the other side of the ruined house, he immediately recognized who it was.

That was Bill, the eldest son of the Weasley family, and Ron's eldest brother.

Because Ron’s brother, as one of the few external curse casters in Gringotts, has been working in the Egyptian pyramids all year round, he can go home few times throughout the year.

So, Harry really didn't have too many opportunities to meet Bill.

Well, the closest one seems to be Fred and George's wedding, right?

"coming!"

After responding, Harry looked back at the little Robin who was following him. Seeing that the kid didn't seem to be too scared, he ran to Bill's side.

And it was at this moment that he and Little Robin suddenly noticed a strong wind above their heads, and a large area of ​​shadow enveloped both of them.

"what?"

The two of them ran and looked up. The huge silhouette in the mist surprised them all.