Harry Potter: Sacrifice of Creation

Although he lost a certain advantage in this withdrawal, he believed that he would always be able to get it back in the next battle.

After making a decision, Dorec decisively terminated the release of the Require Curse.

At the same time, in order to prevent the follow-up damage of Turner's water flow magic, he also plans to put a protective charm "armor protection" on himself at the moment of terminating the requisitioning spell.

But this time, things were not as simple as he thought.

The water magic that Turners casts doesn't actually have much magic output.

It's just a low-level magic, and the damage of low-level magic can be imagined.

But such a low-level magic with a water attribute can withstand the attack of the Death Seeking Spell.

If it is placed in the magic world, this is indeed a bit unbelievable, a low-level magic, can actually resist a very powerful black magic.

However, this is indeed a normal thing in Turner's view.

Indeed, the confrontation between magic, most of the time, depends on the amount of magic released by both parties, as well as the strength of the magic.

But here, Turner took a trick, he used the impact of the water flow, mixed the magic in the water flow, through the high-speed flow of water, the magic power was brought to the life require spell, and through the ultra-high speed of continuous output of magic power, to counter the concentration of magic power, but the slow flow of the life require spell.

This is similar to the waterjet in the Muggle world.

Soft water, after reaching a certain amount, is capable of cutting anything hard.

And now, Dorek suddenly withdrew the release of the Curse, leaving Turner's "Water Knife" without an object to attack.

Then the next thing can be imagined.

can be called a water knife, and can resist the magic of the life requiress spell in a short period of time, you can imagine how fast the water flows in this water knife.

Just as Dorek had just revoked the Curse and cast the Armor Spell on him, the Water Knife had already appeared in front of him.

Without giving him the slightest time to react, the waterjet slashed through Dorek's body.

Shot straight into the alley wall behind him.

In order to avoid accidental injury, Turner is not a good person, although few people here are good people.

He quickly withdrew the water knife magic, but this momentary contact made a deep dent in the stone bricks on the wall behind Dorek, and after a cursory look, it was at least two inches deep.

After eliminating one of the Dorek brothers, Turners showed no mercy, and with another wind blade, he took away the other person who was lying on the ground and was still in a state of paralysis.

After that, Turners stepped over the bodies of the two men, and with a flick of his wand, something of value floated out of them.

Two wands, of course, needless to say, in addition, there were two leather bags, and I don't know what was inside, Turners put them away, left them alone, and continued to walk towards the outside of Tumbledown Alley.

It wasn't until the figure of Turner disappeared into the depths of this alley, and in the surroundings, a group of people who had just watched the play, walked out.

Some poor and destitute dark wizards came to their corpses very carefully, and stripped them of everything they thought was valuable.

Then, two more men came out, carrying their bodies and walking towards the side of the alley.

These two people are specialized in dealing with the corpses here, and they are also a group of people who use the corpses of the dead to make money.

After a minute or two, there was nothing left in the alley, except for the faint traces of the battles that could be seen there.

And the surrounding crowd didn't have any discussion or attention to it.

This kind of situation cannot be said to happen every day here, but it can be regarded as the norm.

It was only at this time, in a dark corner, that a figure slowly came out of it.

The figure is rickety, and he has a slightly old face.

If Turners were still here, he would have been able to recognize that this was his big benefactor, and he had made a lot of money!

"It's a pity, I thought I could spend money on it, it's really two wastes, but it doesn't matter, in this way, I can continue to cooperate in the future, it seems to be good."

Talking to himself, Bogin slowly returned to his shop, continuing to wipe down his treasures.

At the same time, in his heart, he was planning how to sell his treasures for a good price.

Putting aside the scenes of Tumbledown Alley for the time being, let's talk about Turner.

At this time, he had already walked out of the overturned alley, and when he passed through an uninhabited alley, the camouflage on his body was all withdrawn into the spatial ring by him in an instant.

The figure of the little boy who looked to be in his teens reappeared.

Turner didn't feel much about everything just now.

There is neither the disgusting feeling of having just killed someone, nor the sense of accomplishment of winning a battle.

He had been preparing for this day for a long time.

Just to ensure that he would not have any adverse reactions because of killing, there were no less than fifty vivisected small animals.

Under a lot of bloody exercise, although his mentality is still a little fluctuating, it is much better than the average person.

Turners didn't stop here for long, and quickly returned to the scrap shop.

As a property of the Longbottom family, it is still very large, and here, because of Turner's special hobby, there is also this studio that belongs to him.

After saying hello to the store manager, Turners went straight to his workshop and closed the door.

Only then did he take out the trophies of those two people from his arms.

There is no need to take the wand, there is nothing to look at these two wands, the main thing is the two leather bags.

He took out the two leather bags from his bosom and poured out all the contents of one of them.

After hearing a clanging sound, a pile of gold gallons, silver sike, and copper nat poured out of it.

There was nothing but money, which made Turners a little disappointed.

"He's a poor ghost!"

After Turners complained, he put all the money on the ground into his spatial ring.