Chapter 1262 When Harry Met Bill

The number of soul collectors is decreasing!

Because a boy with a sword in his hand was looking for enemies around London, and the ones he targeted were all collectors who would release unknown black substances.

Among the dark wizards who wantonly plunder the lives of others in the fog in the city, the most difficult to deal with are undoubtedly these collectors who don't even listen to Hai Erbo's orders. Although they are not many in number, they are the most powerful, not to mention that Haierbo is still giving birth to more individuals.

Killing seems to have become the most ordinary part of daily life.

To be honest, Harry is actually under a lot of pressure right now.

Although he has an incomparably sharp Gryffindor sword, even facing the seemingly indestructible black shield of the Collector, he can pierce it in one fell swoop, but the unknown substance is not always solid.

Sometimes, just a little carelessness, the sword will be entangled, which often puts him in the dilemma of the weapon or will be taken away.

And under the threat of black thorns that can penetrate steel, it is obviously very dangerous to fight close to each other for a long time.

But even so, Harry still raised the sword in his hand without hesitation, and kept fighting thrillingly in the streets and lanes, and even in the homes of Muggles.

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

After all, those collectors are not something any wizard can handle!

"Ding"

Accompanied by a clear sound of gold and iron clashing, a silver sword shadow swept to the front from the side, cutting off the black thorn that was stabbing here almost instantly.

"Stand back, leave this to me!"

It was a boy wearing a Hogwarts school uniform. His back didn't look very solid and reliable, but he was a person who was willing to stand up when others were in danger.

"……thanks."

"No, there's no need... Anyway, you retreat one after another!"

"Ah good."

Needless to say, it was Harry who arrived in time to catch the black thorn. But the one he had just rescued 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 ran away with magic power during this disaster of mist. As a result, he who could not see many magical phenomena before could suddenly see them.

By the way, this boy's name is Robin.

"click"

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

That was the change caused by the Divide spell that Harry had cast, in order to throw the opponent off balance.

After several fights, Harry has already worked out some little combat experience. Although the effect might not be as good as he expected, such a "little move" to create an attack opportunity for himself as much as possible is really worth a try.

This time, though, his attempts seem to have failed.

It can be seen that just as the ground under the Collector's feet cracked, the other party jumped up quite nimbly, and moved to the side in time to avoid it.

And during this period, because the opponent's center of gravity was not out of balance, Harry, who was already ready to go, could only temporarily give up his plan to rush forward.

However, the collector obviously didn't want to let go of this wizard who disturbed his soul harvesting. At the next moment, several black thorns emerged from the black substance in front of the opponent, and shot toward Harry's side quickly. .

In time, dodge!

This was Harry's first thought when he sensed the danger,

But soon he realized that he couldn't hide. Because he still remembered that there was a Muggle boy huddled in the corner behind him!

"Phantom Slate!"

After using the Transfiguration technique to conjure a thick stone tablet, he added a Hardening Curse on it, and then heard the sound of several stone slabs being pierced by hard objects.

Fortunately, at that moment, Harry's reaction speed could not be described as unpleasant. When he saw those few black thorns forcibly cutting through the stone slab, he turned the stone slab to the side in a daze, so that the black thorns passed through the stone slab and flew straight into the slanted thorns.

But then, the stone slab that had been pierced with several holes also shattered and scattered all over the ground.

"Bones to pieces!"

Seeing that the opponent was about to launch another round of black thorns, Harry hastily released another crushing spell, forcing the opponent to give up attacking and turn to a defensive posture.

Behind Harry, little Robin, who used to only live in the Muggle world, had never seen such a battle. It was like watching a movie, which made him stunned.

And at this moment, Harry, who knew he couldn't continue to give his opponent a chance, rushed over resolutely.

Now Harry's speed may be faster than the Muggle sprint champion. I saw him approaching the opponent quickly with extremely swift movements, the Gryffindor sword in his hand was shining with bright silver light, and he swung it forward diagonally.

"clang"

After the crisp impact sound, there was another scalp-numbing crunching sound, and the sword abruptly cut into the opponent's erected black shield.

But this time, Harry had remembered the lessons from the previous few times, and didn't try to forcibly stab the enemy hiding behind the shield.

He just swiped upwards with all his strength, leaving a long gash on the shield with the sharp blade.

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

This kind of guy who manipulates black matter usually condenses a spherical shield when turning to a defensive stance. But even if the speed of change is fast, it will take some time.

Taking advantage of the unknown substance that hadn't completely wrapped the other party, he thrust his sword into the uncontracted gap, and even drew it along the way.

It was only when a long black thorn pierced at him again from above that Harry quickly withdrew his sword and dodged it consciously.

After stepping back for a moment, Harry saw blood dripping from the mirror-smooth sword of the Gryffindor sword, which let him know that he had indeed stabbed the opponent with the sword just now.

But it's a pity that this is just a sword, and most of it hasn't hit any vitals yet. Now that he is covered with a spherical shield by the opponent, it will be quite difficult for him to make an effective attack again.

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

"never mind."

Seeing that black thorns were growing on the surface of the "big black ball", Harry immediately ran to the corner where the boy was, grabbed the boy's arm and rushed away.

All in all, the innocent victims have to be transferred first.

"Ding, Ding"

After fending off two black thorns shooting towards this direction, Harry was forced to pause again, and then retreated step by step to the distance while protecting little Robin.

Yes, even if he wanted to leave, he couldn't walk safely. This is the embodiment of the difficulty of the black-eyed wizard who can attack and defend, and can be far and near.

But when Harry retreated step by step for the camp, he suddenly saw that the ground where the black ball was located suddenly arched upwards, and the black ball was thrown flying out at once.

"Harry, take the kid this way!"

It was a voice that was 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 Weasleys and Ron's eldest brother.

Since Ron's elder brother, as one of the few external spellbreakers at Gringotts, worked in the Egyptian pyramids all year round, he didn't go home many times throughout the year.

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

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

"coming!"

After answering, Harry turned his head to look at the little Robin who was following behind him. Seeing that the kid didn't seem too scared, he dragged him and ran towards Bill.

And at this moment, he and little Robin suddenly found a strong wind blowing above their heads, and a large shadow enveloped them both.

"what?"

The two hurriedly looked up while running, and the huge silhouette in the mist surprised them all.