Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

The sharpness of the Gryffindor sword is beyond doubt. To this day, Maca has never seen anything that it can't cut.In the hands of Harry, who was able to wave it against the enemy, it could not be overstated.

Of course, it may be indestructible when faced with a series of magical items of the same level, such as the Bewitching Monument and the Devouring Mirror.After all, if it can be done, then Helbo might have been eliminated as early as the time when the four founders of Hogwarts had it?

And now this time, the Gryffindor sword has once again proved that its sharpness is almost unstoppable.

When Harry straddled the flying broomstick and rushed straight behind Maca towards the gloomy rune pattern, the silver mirror-like sword reflected the light, and in the last dash, it dragged out a silvery strip. Dazzling brilliance like a ribbon.

When he was about to rush to the black figure lying on his back, Maca, who took the lead in order to ensure Harry's safety, gave way a little, and gave Harry who followed behind him free.

Only one hit!Regardless of success or failure, one touch and go!

"boom!"

Under Harry's vigorous swing of the sword, the silver light instantly drew a semicircle, and it landed on the black neck with great precision.

It must be admitted that this demon's body is indeed stronger than ever before.It's just that as soon as the blade touched the opponent's skin, Harry immediately felt a resistance-it was definitely more laborious than when he chopped the shields of the black pupil wizards.

However, even so, the Gryffindor sword still proved its sharpness with facts.

However, even though Harry's sword was blocked, he still cut into the demon's black "skin" with one blow, and even reached one-third of the depth.If he could cut twice in the same position, he might be beheaded on the spot.

However, regardless of the difficulty of hitting the same position... Harry still remembered Maca clearly.He didn't regret or hesitate, he immediately wanted to draw a sword and retreat after he fell.

But at this moment, the black demon who was lying on the ground with closed eyes suddenly opened his eyes, stretched out his right hand abruptly, and clenched it on the shiny silver sword.

Harry used all his strength, but he didn't twitch.

"Let it go! Idiot, let it go--"

This was not Maca's shout, because it was so small that Harry, who was nervous for a while, almost didn't hear it clearly.On the contrary, it was Maca who was next to him, and as soon as he heard the voice, he realized who was talking.

Immediately, Maca slapped Harry's hand holding the hilt away with a backhand, and then pushed him back.

"Take the sorting hat out, you can get your sword directly from it! Then, do you remember what I said when I came? Now you have to go--"

Harry almost fell off the broom by that push.But under Maca's reminder, he left the Gryffindor sword for the time being, turned his head and left with the fastest acceleration.As he went away, he took out the sorting hat from his bag with one hand, and turned his head to look behind him.

"Maca..."

The moment he looked back, Harry saw that the big black man who had been cut in the neck just now had climbed up.Then, seeing his lightly exerting force, he easily took off the Gryffindor sword stuck on his neck.

"Boom!"

In order to keep the demon and prevent Harry from getting into trouble, Maca had to wave his staff again to use the power of the cooling rules.Even if he knew it was ineffective against the other party, it would be enough as long as he restrained him before Harry completely left.

Accompanied by the sound of ice crystals condensing, the ultra-low temperature cold current flowed by instantly, coating the ground nearby with a layer of hoarfrost.

As for the black demon, at least temporarily, it was frozen in a large, translucent block of ice.

The next moment, Maca saw through the ice cube, and the Gryffindor sword that the opponent was holding suddenly disappeared out of thin air.He knew that Harry should have pulled the sword from the Sorting Hat again.

"What a convenient feature."

He whispered secretly, and immediately removed the piece of ice close to the opponent's neck, and then slammed the staff straight into the wound Harry had just cut with the Gryffindor sword.

Even if it only cuts in one-third of the depth, it is already serious enough. If it is replaced by a normal human, it will definitely be bloody now.

But when Maca's staff quickly slammed past, something was finally discovered.That is undoubtedly another ability of this so-called "demon"-self-repair!

"Fry me!"

Maca's mastery of fire is naturally far less than Helbo, but the most basic modern spell is obviously not a problem.And when the high-temperature flame and the ultra-low-temperature cold current meet in the opponent's neck, he thinks this should give some effect, right?

After all, it exploded directly in the wound Harry saw!

"boom--"

This explosion is actually not very dynamic, because it is not only covered by the devil's body, but even blocked by the frozen ice.When a large number of ice crystals scattered and splashed, Maca resisted the impact that it would inevitably face when detonating at close range, but only took a step back.

"Ok?"

This time, Maca finally saw the effect of his attack-the wound that was being repaired had turned into a fist-sized eye defect.

It's just that, what made Maca suddenly light, it was the scarlet blood oozing out of the wound!

In fact, this "devil's body" was originally molded on the basis of Muriel's body.After the ceremony, it continued to assimilate the inner Muriel's body, and it has actually completed most of it now.

If the assimilation is completely completed by this demon, then the strength of this body might be higher than it is now.

"blood?"

For Maca, it is difficult to tell whose blood it is for the time being, but he actually doesn't care who is wrapped in the black body.

Because he only needs to understand what he is going to do next...

Explode again!

But at the moment when Maca decided to replicate the explosion just now, the black demon whose neck was blown in half stretched out a hand and grabbed it quickly and accurately. His staff.

At that moment, Maca sensed a strange feeling, as if... Yes, as if the demon in front of him suddenly changed.

There is a sense of violation that is completely different from the previous one.

"Hailbo?"

In fact, in Maca's perception, it shouldn't be Helbo's breath, but he subconsciously frowned and said the name.

And then-

"Are you... Maca McLean?"

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