The number of soul collectors is decreasing!

As a teenager with a sword in search of enemies in London, he was followed by those who would release unknown material.

At present, among the black wizards wantonly robbing others' lives in the fog of the city, the most difficult to deal with are undoubtedly those collectors who will not even listen to Haierbo's orders. Although they are not many in number, they are the most powerful, not to mention that there are still more individuals being born on Haierbo.

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

To be honest, Harry's pressure is actually very high now.

Although he has a sharp Gryffindor sword, he can pierce it even in the face of the collector's indestructible black shield, but the unknown substance is not always solid.

Sometimes with only a little inattention, the sword would become entangled, which would often put him in a dilemma of weapons or being taken away.

Under the threat of black thorns that can penetrate steel, long-term close combat is obviously very dangerous.

But even so, Harry still held up the sword in his hands and kept on fighting in the streets and even Muggle's home.

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

After all, those collectors can't just handle any wizard!

"Ding"

Accompanied by a crisp clash of gold and iron, a sword of silver sè swept from the side to the front, and chopped off the black thorn which almost stabbed to this side in an instant.

"Back down, give it to me here!"

It was a boy in a Hogwarts uniform. His back did not look very solid, but he was a person willing to stand up when others encountered danger.

"……Thank you."

"No, don't ... anyway, you go back first!"

"Ah good."

Needless to say, the one who came to catch the black thorn in time was naturally Harry. But he was just rescued, but it was just a Muggle boy who was slightly different from everyone else.

In short, it was this 11-year-old Muggle boy who had a magic runaway in this foggy disaster. As a result, he could not see many magical phenomena and suddenly could see it.

By the way, this boy is Robin.

"Click"

As the little boy hurried back to the corner with Harry's reminder, in a crackling sound, the ground cracked under the searcher's feet.

That's a change caused by Harry's split spell, in order to make the opponent lose balance.

After several battles, Harry has found some small combat experience. Although this effect may not be as good as he expected, it is really worth a try to make a "small action" like this as much as possible to attack himself.

But this time, his attempts didn't seem to work well.

It can be seen that, just as the ground under the collector's feet cracked, the other party jumped up agilely and quickly moved to the side to avoid it.

In the meantime, because the center of gravity of the other party has not been out of balance, Harry, who has already been ready to go, can only give up his intention of pressing forward.

However, the collector apparently did not want to let go of the sorcerer who disturbed his harvesting of the soul. At the next moment, several black stings emerged from the black material in front of the other person, and quickly shè to Harry's side. .

Time to hide!

This was Harry's first thought after he realized the danger, but soon he realized that he couldn't hide. Because he remembered that the corner behind him was shrinking a Muggle boy!

"Shaped Slate!"

After transforming a thick stone stele with transfiguration, he added an additional hardening curse to it, and then heard the sound of several slabs penetrated by hard objects.

Fortunately at that moment, Harry's reaction was unpleasant. When he saw the black thorns forcibly pierce the slate, he turned the slabs to an angle and made the black thorns fly straight through the slabs after passing through the slabs.

But then, the slate, which had been pierced through several holes, also cracked and scattered to the ground.

"Powdered!"

Seeing that the other party was ready to send another black thorn, Harry was busy releasing another smashing spell, forcing the other party to give up the attack and turn to defensive posture.

Behind Harry, where did Robin Robin, who had been living in the Muggle world, ever see such a fight. It was as if he was watching a movie, which made him stunned.

And at this moment, Harry knew that he couldn't continue to give the opponent a chance, and rushed to it.

Today, Harry may be faster than Muggle's sprint champion. Seeing him swiftly approaching the opponent with swift action, the Gryffindor sword in his hand flashed bright silver light, and slanted forward and waved it backhand.

"clang"

After the crisp sound of impact, there was a sudden crunching sound, and the sword cut into the black shield erected by the opponent.

But this time, Harry had already remembered the previous lessons, and did not try to forcibly pierce the enemy hiding behind the shield.

He just riveted his feet up and let the sharp blade leave a long mouth on the shield.

After that, Harry didn't pause for a moment, and then the momentum immediately accelerated, moving from the side of the opponent to behind him.

When this kind of material-controlling guy turns to a defensive posture, he usually condenses a spherical shield. But no matter how fast the change takes, it will take some time.

While the unknown substance had not completely wrapped the opponent, he stabbed a sword into the gap that was not closed, and swiped along.

When there was a long black jab poking at him again, Harry quickly took back the sword, and Jǐng avoided it.

Moving back a moment, Harry saw blood drops slipping off the Gryffindor sword's smooth mirror-like body, which made him know that the sword he had just hit the other side.

But unfortunately, this is only a sword, and most of them have not been stabbed. Now the other side covers himself with a spherical shield, and it is quite difficult for him to make another effective attack.

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

"Forget it."

Harry watched the "big black ball" with black spines on the surface, and immediately ran to the corner where the boy was. He pulled the opponent's arm and lost his way.

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After blocking two black thorns coming in this direction, Harry was forced to pause for a while, and then stepped back to protect Robin Robin step by step.

Yes, even if you want to leave, you can't walk steadily. This is the manifestation of the black pupil wizard who can attack, defend, and distance.

But as Harry stepped back for the camp, he suddenly saw the ground on which the black ball swelled, and flew the black ball out.

"Harry, take the kid here!"

It was not a very familiar voice, but after he turned his head and glanced at the other side of the ruins of the house, he immediately recognized who it was.

It was Bill, the eldest son of Weasley's family, and Ron's eldest brother.

As Ron's older brother is a minority of external curses in Gringotts, he has been working in the Egyptian pyramids all year round, and he has not been able to go home many times throughout the year.

So, Harry really didn't have many chances to meet Bill.

Well, the last time, it seems, was Fred and George's wedding, right?

"coming!"

After responding, Harry looked back at the little Robin behind him, and saw that the child didn't seem too scared, so he hurried to Bill's side.

It was at this moment that he and Robin Jr. found out that there was a strong wind over their heads, and a large yīn shadow enveloped both of them.

"what?"

They ran and looked up, busy, and in the fog, the huge outline surprised them.