Kewen's sudden change of face not only stunned Harry, but even Voldemort was stunned for a moment, but he immediately narrowed his eyes slightly, showing a thoughtful look.
"He's annoying, isn't he?"
Cowen lowered his head and said something to Voldemort with a playful smile on his face.
Voldemort didn't answer, but turned his eyes to Ke Wen as much as possible, trying to see something from Ke Wen's face.
At this moment, Harry finally recovered from his astonishment, and couldn't help but subconsciously said, "Senior...how do you..."
"I said that!"
Ke Wen looked at Voldemort, his smile turned fierce in an instant, and after roaring, he quickly turned his head to look at Harry again.
Raising his wand and pointing at Harry, Ke Wen said sharply, "Shut up!"
After saying those words, a tiny bolt of lightning suddenly shot out from the tip of the wand, quickly branched in mid-air, and hit Harry in an instant.
"ah-"
Thunder and lightning added to his body, and Harry was trembling from the shock, and couldn't help but scream out.
"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!"
Kewen looked very impatient, and every time he shut up, he nodded his wand at Harry, and lightning flashed continuously on Harry and the statue.
The thunder and lightning had a strong effect, making black spots on the stone statue, and occasionally a small piece of gravel flew away.
Harry's body trembled and kept screaming, until Kewen said "shut up" again, and another flash of lightning hit him, and then Harry forced himself to close his mouth forcefully, only let out a muffled sound, He didn't make the screams out of his mouth.
Seeing this, Ke Wen finally stopped tormenting, snorted coldly and retracted his wand.
He lowered his head again, changed his face in a second as if he was schizophrenic, and showed a playful smile again.
Voldemort rolled his eyeballs, which were looking at Harry, to meet Cowen's gaze again.
Seeing this, Ke Wen smiled softly: "It's finally quiet, now, no one will disturb our friendly exchanges."
Voldemort looked directly at Cowen for a while, then grinned and said: "You are very interesting...then...you might as well tell us your plan."
"Ah, plan to..."
Ke Wen scratched his hair with the tip of his wand, and suddenly smiled embarrassedly: "Sorry, he was so angry that he forgot."
While Voldemort was secretly cursing 'psychopathy', Ke Wen showed a dazed look again, pointed his wand at Voldemort's arm, and said, "I remember!"
"Remember, how did you torture me?" Voldemort said with a dark smile.
"Since you put a curse on 'Defense Against the Dark Arts'..."
Kewen began to talk to himself: "Every year, a professor is replaced in the college, but Hogwarts is a great college, and people can always learn useful knowledge in it, such as..."
Ke Wen cracked the corner of his mouth, showing a malicious smile, and continued: "There was a liar professor back then. Although he had no real skills, he still taught me a lot, such as this magic spell to heal pain..."
As he said that, Cowen shook his wand up and down, and finally pointed it at Voldemort's arm, and chanted with a smile: "Arm and arm repair."
A blue light emanated from the tip of the wand, and finally got into Voldemort's arm as much as possible.
Raising his wand, Ke Wen smiled at the stunned Voldemort: "How is it? Is my arm unconscious? Does it also help you relieve the pain on your body?"
While talking, Ke Wen stretched out his hand, picked up Voldemort's arm that had disappeared as if it had become a rubber toy, and then fiddled with it back and forth playfully, even folding the arm in half.
With such a humiliating action, Voldemort's breathing became a little short, and his eyes were narrowed to hide his stern gaze.
Kewen didn't seem to notice Voldemort's attitude, and continued to release the spell with a smile, turning all Voldemort's limbs into bones.
Finally, Cowen pointed the wand at Voldemort's fractured spine, and after some gestures, he suddenly put the wand away.
Voldemort couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Seeing this, Kewen laughed jokingly 'haha', and then said: "I almost forgot, if you lose your spine, you may die on the spot."
"how?"
Voldemort suppressed the anger in his tone, and said in a deep voice, "Will that delay your continued torture of me?"
"How can it be called torture?"
Kewen looked exaggerated: "For seniors, I will only maintain respect!"
Voldemort snorted coldly: "Senior? Very ambitious, you plan to replace me and become the new Dark Lord?"
"No, no, no." Cowen waved his hands again and again: "Dark Lord or something, how ugly, like the Supreme? Ah, sorry, please wait a moment."
Ke Wen suddenly changed his tone: "A new friend sneaked over, let me entertain our new friend first."
After the words fell, Ke Wen suddenly stretched out his hand behind him.
The next moment, a huge python with the thickness of the arms of two adults suddenly opened its snout and bit Ke Wen's back.
However, Kewen seemed to have eyes behind him. He reached back and pinched the python's throat precisely from below.
Keeping a smile on his face, the squatting Kewen slowly turned his head, looked at the python in his hands, and then raised his arm slightly, so that the python's mouth could only be opened in vain, but it could not be successfully opened. bit him.
At this time, the boa constrictor began to curl up reflexively, and was about to wrap itself around Ke Wen.
Seeing this, Ke Wen's smile remained unchanged, he stood up abruptly, and then began to swing his arms vigorously from side to side.
After a few swings like a 'whip whip', the python's body was successfully thrown into a wave shape in mid-air. At this moment, Ke Wen suddenly retracted his arms.
Galala—
A series of sounds of bone dislocation sounded, and the next moment, the boa constrictor's body suddenly lost the strength to struggle, and fell to the ground, smashing the ground with a muffled 'bang'.
Slowly lowering the python's head, Kewen held down the snake's head with one hand instead, and with the other hand, swiped the magic wand on the python's body as if combing its hair.
"Really? I see..."
Ke Wen suddenly spoke as if talking to himself, and said softly: "Nagini, my poor lady..."
Voldemort next to him narrowed his eyes, and said in a deep voice, gnashing his teeth, "Are you taking in your divine thoughts?"
Ke Wen let go of the hand that was holding the python's head, and instead stroked it gently.
While stroking Nagini's snake body, Ke Wen turned his head and smiled at Voldemort: "Look, the same intake of divine thoughts, if you want to make a great achievement, how can you not master this spell? "
Under Voldemort's cold expression, Cowen lowered his head to look at Nagini the python again, and after stroking it a few times, he sighed slightly.
He raised his hand into his pocket, and after taking it out, he had already grabbed a huge fang in his hand.
Gently turning Nagini over, Ke Wen put his sharp fangs on Seven Inches.
Under the gaze of Voldemort's shrunken pupils, Cowen said softly: "Let me end your miserable life. I hope that after you die, you will start a happy adventure again. I wish you good luck, my dear." of… "
"No-"
Amidst Voldemort's nervous roar, Cowen suddenly thrust his wrist hard, and pierced his fangs within seven inches of Nagini.
There was a miserable hiss.
The next moment, the body of the giant python Nagini suddenly turned into black fly ash, which quickly dissipated.
In the arena, there were two gasping sounds at the same time.
Voldemort's body crouched on the ground began to curl up, but the injury to his spine caused him to scream.
On Harry's side, he looked very dizzy, as if he had "died his breath", and took a long breath.
It took a while for Voldemort and Harry to recover.
Ke Wen has been silently rubbing the ground, rubbing the position where Nagini had been before, with gentle movements and a slightly regretful expression, as if missing Nagini's departure.
Seeing that Voldemort had recovered, Kewen took other actions.
He got up and took a step, straddled his legs and stood on Voldemort's back, then squatted down, reached out and stuffed the opponent's wand into Voldemort's hand.
Helping Voldemort raise his wrist, he pointed his wand at Harry.
Kewen moved his head closer, and whispered to Voldemort, "You should be able to imagine your end, but I am very kind, and I can let you grant a wish, such as..."
Looking up at the astonished Harry maliciously, Ke Wen said at the same time: "Your enemy is right in front of you, why don't you cast a death curse on him?"
"No!"
Before Voldemort could say anything, Harry, who was imprisoned by the statue, screamed: "Why! Why did you do this! Why..."
"He's too loud, isn't he?"
Cowen looked directly at Harry, but whispered to Voldemort: "Savior, immerse yourself in your great reputation all day long, relying on the addition of eternal glory, never put others in the eyes, self, pride."
Lowering his head, Ke Wen showed a sarcastic smile: "The great Dark Lord fell into the hands of such a person, you are... so great..."
"Avada Kedavra!"
With a roar, Voldemort impulsively activated the spell.
A green death light suddenly shot out from the tip of the wand, hitting Harry's chest in an instant.
Harry stared in astonishment, feeling dizzy for a moment, and then lost consciousness.
"Hoo, hoo..."
After Voldemort released the Death Curse, he couldn't help panting violently, and his body couldn't help but began to curl up again, but this time he gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain in his spine.
After a while, Voldemort suddenly laughed 'quack quack'.
Ke Wen ignored the other party's nervousness, and reached out to snatch the wand from his hand and put it away.
Standing up, he lifted his legs and stepped away, no longer riding Voldemort's body.
"Do it!"
Voldemort stopped laughing suddenly, and instead said in a tone of secret joy: "As a reward, it's okay to give this life to you, but... I will come back to find you!"
After finishing speaking, Voldemort laughed again: "Hey hey hey hey..."
Glancing squintingly at Voldemort lying on the ground, Cowen curled his lips in disgust, then turned his head and said, "Stop pretending."
After speaking, Cowen pointed his wand towards Harry.
A spell was issued, which revived the statue that imprisoned Harry, let go and let Harry go.
He fell to the ground with a 'plop', and an inaudible cry of pain sounded.
"Hey hey hey ga!"
Voldemort's laughter seemed to be choked and cut off instantly.
Shaking his head and suppressing the severe pain from the shattering of his cervical spine, Voldemort barely shifted his head a little so that he could see the scene on Harry's side.
At this time, Ke Wen said again: "Aren't you getting up yet? We all heard your cry of pain just now."
"Disarm you!"
Harry, who was lying on the ground, suddenly stretched out his arms, raised his wand and fired a 'disarm spell' at Cowen.
The 'Intake of Divine Sense' has been turned on all the time, so, what Harry thinks, Cowen has been clear for a long time.
As if it had been prepared in advance, Kewen raised his wand without haste, gathered the 'Iron Armor Curse' on the tip of the wand, and then with a light wave, Harry's spell was sent flying aside.
"Disarm you!"
Finding that his spell failed to hit Cowen, Harry waved his wand quickly and continuously.
"Bones to pieces!"
"All petrified!"
"Damned!"
"Torn apart!"
A series of spells were released by Harry. However, Ke Wen just stood there and waved his wand a few times, and bounced all the flying spells aside.
Seeing that Harry was going to continue, Ke Wen suddenly said, "Harry! Do you trust me?"
The words fell, causing Harry's attack rhythm to stop suddenly.
He flicked the wand hesitantly a few times, and in the end, Harry didn't continue to chant the spell, and became dazed there.
Soon, the content of the conversation after the second game gradually emerged from Harry's memory.
After thinking about it for a while, Harry gradually lowered his wand hesitantly, but his face was full of puzzlement and aggrieved.
After understanding Harry's expression, Ke Wen couldn't help but smiled slightly: "Grieved? But that's right, anyone who takes a death curse will feel a little suspicious of life."
"you!"
At this time, Voldemort, who was lying on the ground, suddenly interjected, growling in a furious tone: "What kind of tricks are you playing!"
When Harry heard the words, he immediately looked at Cowen with blank eyes, and he also wanted to know what was going on.
Seeing this, Cowen said to Harry: "Harry, although you caused Voldemort to die from the backlash of the curse when you were a child, at the same time, you also left a piece of his soul in your..."
Having said that, Ke Wen pointed to the scar on Harry's forehead.
As Harry touched his scar subconsciously, Ke Wen continued: "If you don't destroy the remnant soul in your body, then once I destroy Voldemort, the other party will be reborn again with your body."
"How did you know!?"
Voldemort shouted in astonishment.
Ke Wen ignored the other party, but continued to say to Harry: "To destroy the fragments in your body, the conditions are very harsh. Only Voldemort himself, and must use the death curse on you, can the soul fragments be destroyed .”
"So..." Ke Wen reached out and shrugged: "I just pretended to be that way before to stimulate him to use the death curse on you according to my plan."
Harry is a kind child, when he heard the words, he immediately believed it...
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