Chapter 291 No-Fly Curse

"Very good," Morgan's eyes flashed a gloom, but she showed a sweet smile and said, "You are worthy of being the one chosen by my descendant. I am not surprised by your answer."

What Xie Lin said was actually right. Although the will of Morgan's descendant was quite tenacious, her strength was too low. After she consumed it bit by bit with the water grinding of time, she had completely occupied 90% of the initiative of this body, and Meredith's memory had also been received by her. This is why she was able to arrange Xie Lin to this cemetery properly all the way---This is because although she had never met Xie Lin, she had already inferred Xie Lin's character from Meredith's memory, and therefore was able to grasp Xie Lin's character weaknesses.

Originally thought that after being sternly rejected by Xie Lin, she would turn the conversation to Voldemort, but she did something that no one expected.

"So, what about you?" Morgan turned his words to the remaining eight Death Eaters in the field. "It's not hard for anyone who is not a fool to see that you have no chance tonight - your companion Selwyn has made a wise choice. Now, I generously give you a chance to re-elect. What is your answer? Selwyn, do you have anything to say to your former companions?"

At this time, Selwyn, who escaped from Voldemort's killing curse, has regained his composure. Judging from the performance of these two adults, they do have the strength to compete with Voldemort, and they can even form an absolute advantage if they are two to one. Although he was accepted into the Dragon's Shadow because of his wife, he is still a new outsider. Now is a good time for him to establish his first merit.

He said hurriedly: "Coban! Claude! All of you come here quickly, bring your affiliated families behind you - the organization of the adults is actually the dragon in the shadow - the legendary dragon shadow is derived from the Avalon school in the Middle Ages, and is an existence that can compete with the legendary Merlin. Our pure-blood family needs such a leader with a heritage!" He always had awe for Voldemort, and never dared to say the second half of the sentence "instead of following that half-blood with no background to continue to mix".

As expected, the Death Eaters all made subtle noises, and they were obviously a little moved.

Soon, Yaxley took the first step.

This is not a difficult choice. Except for a few fanatics such as Antonin and Bellatrix, most of the Death Eaters actually don't have much affection for Voldemort. Otherwise, they would not have chosen to betray Voldemort instantly at the moment when Voldemort was suspected of death, and draw a clear line with Voldemort.

Following Voldemort, after all, is to maintain the class monopolized by the pure-blood family, and for their own interests!

To put it bluntly, all of this is based on the fact that Voldemort's ideas are in line with their interests and that Voldemort has such strength.

The current situation is that Voldemort can't even deal with a young boy from the Malfoy family, and he is even suppressed. Yaxley can't be a fool if he can become the head of a powerful pure-blood family. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Voldemort is doomed, and there are two people who are suspected to be magicians in the opposite camp, and there are 100 dark wizards who are as powerful as themselves following them-

At this moment, the other party has extended an olive branch. If you don't know how to seize this rare opportunity to jump ship, you will really sink with Voldemort's broken ship.

After Yaxley walked safely to Selwyn, the other seven Death Eaters followed suit, and even Peter Pettigrew walked to Selwyn tremblingly. The only person accompanying Voldemort was the body of Avery lying on the ground.

In the gloomy moonlight, Voldemort stood alone and expressionlessly in the wind. The night wind swept across his face and black wizard robes, making a rustling sound. The scene was actually very bleak.

"Lord Voldemort," Morgan said with a charming smile, "Look at it now. You are left alone - even if you and Sherin join forces, you can't be our opponent, not to mention that you can't see that Sherin is already injured and can't save himself..."

"For talented people like you, our organization is always welcome. As I said before -" Morgan said lightly: "We can completely appear on the scene after you two decide life and death. Frankly speaking, if we do that, the situation will definitely be more favorable to us than it is now -"

"The reason why we choose to appear on the scene at the moment before you decide life and death is because we cherish you two rare talents. I hope you don't know what's good for you..."

"And Moreover," Morgan showed a foxy smile, "under the effect of the anti-apparition array, you won't have any chance-"

"Humph," Voldemort snorted coldly, "You think I can be trapped by the anti-apparition magic. You underestimate me."

"Hehe, I haven't even finished my words just now," Morgan's eyes flashed with a trace of imperceptible disdain, but she still had that moving smile on her mouth. She smiled and said, "Compared to the mysterious Shaylin Malfoy, I have to say that your information is too easy to collect-"

"Are you planning to rely on unaided flight to rush out of the array? But since we all know your ability in advance, do you think we will be stupid enough to let you have this opportunity?"

Voldemort frowned. He had seen enough strange magic tonight. He really couldn't tell whether the other party was really confident or just threatening.

However, it was Sherin who spoke first--

"Don't doubt it, she is telling the truth..." Sherin stared at Morgan coldly, "It's the No-Fly Curse. When we started just now, we were both silently planted with this curse--let alone flying magic, we probably can't even cast the most basic floating spell..."

The No-Fly Curse, this magic that was not named in the original book, should have been one of Voldemort's specialties.

This curse-type magic does not require a wand, nor will it shoot out streams of light like those commonly seen when casting spells. It only needs to recite a long spell in a bass voice that is almost inaudible to cast. The only limitation is that during the process of planting the curse, the wizard must keep his sight firmly fixed on the target of the spell.

When Harry was in the first grade, it was Quirrell, who was possessed by Voldemort, who planted this curse and almost fell off the flying broom. Fortunately, the clever Hermione accidentally set Snape's robe on fire, causing chaos, successfully blocking Quirrell's sight, and thus interrupting his spell, so that Harry was saved from being seriously injured.

(Note: The principle of the flying broom is that the broom is attached with a flying spell, which will also be affected by the No-Fly Curse)

Although this magic is hidden and the casting process is difficult to detect, that is based on the level of Harry and his three people.

Schelling and Voldemort can be said to be a small group of people who stand at the top of the pyramid in the contemporary wizarding world. Not to mention secretly planting the No-Fly Curse on the two of them, I am afraid that when Morgan pronounces the first pronunciation of the spell at any of them, it is enough for them to sense it and arouse their vigilance.

The problem is that Morgan's timing of casting the spell is too clever.

That was the critical moment when Schelling and Voldemort decided to launch a decisive attack.

At that moment, both of them were fully focused on themselves and each other, immersed in the spellcasting duel without distraction, and they didn't notice the third party taking advantage of the opportunity.

Voldemort felt it and confirmed that what Schelling said was true. His face changed drastically again - without the two trump cards of Apparition and flight without weapons, his chance of relying on strength to kill out has dropped to less than 10%.

"Now..." Morgan said with a smug look on his face: "How have you considered it, Lord Voldemort... huh?"