Chapter 339 Madago Cat

Chapter 340 Madago Cat

"If I can, I really want to applaud you now, Sherlock."

Voldemort's cold voice did not hide his admiration.

"Even if I have become like this, I have heard of some of your deeds. Even the basilisk in the Chamber of Secrets was solved by you. If I could meet you earlier, I would extend an olive branch to you and invite you to become my subordinate."

Sherlock chuckled.

"The legendary dark devil seems to be a little self-indulgent."

In the sky, the masked Death Eaters suddenly became agitated.

No one thought that Sherlock would be so bold and start to ridicule so unscrupulously.

Even Voldemort's voice became more indifferent. He has never been a generous person, but rather very petty.

"You are just as ignorant of the current situation as your stupid mother! So her end is miserable, and you are not much better."

"I do value Harry more and need to catch him in front of me, but you seem to be a little too smart, Sherlock, do you really think that you and Harry have exchanged identities and ruined my plan?"

"Without Harry, you can also become a qualified material!"

Sherlock looked at the weak Voldemort who was still talking nonsense in the swaddling clothes with contempt, and then raised the hand holding the phoenix feather.

The attention of everyone present was on his hand, even Voldemort's pet snake Nagini was no exception.

"You know what I am holding in my hand. We can make a reasonable deal now. You let go of my student and I throw it away. Whether we can escape depends on our own abilities."

"It seems to be a fair deal." Voldemort's voice calmed down, but that calmness did not make people feel at all stable.

Sherlock stared at the Death Eaters, and everyone else stared at the feather in his hand.

"Then I will count down to three, two, one, and I will let go. You let your snake let go of my student."

"As long as you keep your promise, I will do the same."

Sherlock took a deep breath, and the Death Eaters also held their breath, subconsciously tightening their wands in their hands, listening to him count down.

"Three... Thunder Explosion!"

Suddenly, a dazzling fire flashed around Sherlock!

And at the same time as the explosion occurred, countless layers of faint armor spell light and shadows lit up around Sherlock!

The Death Eaters in the sky had no time to react at all, and Nagini, who unconsciously focused all her attention on the feathers in Sherlock's hand, had no psychological preparation for self-defense.

The explosion happened right next to it, and its body, which had been coiled up to trap Cedric, was instantly blown to pieces, and the muscles under the skin subconsciously relaxed!

Cedric, who had been tightly bound, finally got out of trouble. His feet landed on the ground. Nagini blocked all the explosive spells. At this time, he was just a little embarrassed and looked dusty, but there was no damage on his body.

At this time, Sherlock, who was sure that Cedric was safe, also used his right hand to use the phoenix feather to make it self-ignite.

However, under him, a black shadow suddenly broke out of the ground! It bit off Sherlock's hand holding the feather in a very fast bite!

At the moment of being bitten, Sherlock felt that the feather in his hand was corroded by the saliva of this creature, and his hand was just like being cut by hundreds of knives, and scarlet blood flowed out of the mouth of the creature!

This is a skinny, black cat-shaped magical animal with eyes as big as copper bells.

Sherlock recognized it at a glance.

Madago cat!

The magic cat of France is also an important guard force of the French Ministry of Magic. I don't know who of these Death Eaters also raised one.

Voldemort had no intention of making a deal with him at the beginning, but had kept the cat lurking under his feet. Sherlock's control magic had no way to monitor the location underground, so it seized the opportunity and succeeded!

The intense pain from his right hand made Sherlock's expression become a little ferocious.

Without him doing it himself, dozens of wands were already floating around him, aiming at the magic cat!

"God's Edge Without Shadow!"

The tiny, invisible magic blade took shape in the air in an instant!

At such a close distance, no matter how fast the magic cat reacted, it had no room to dodge.

The next second, countless blood flowers bloomed all over its body!

The deep scars attached to magic continued to erode its flesh and blood.

The magic cat wailed, loosened its big mouth that had been biting Sherlock's right hand, and fell to the ground.

"Kill that boy! Catch Sherlock!"

At this time, the Death Eaters in the sky reacted.

"Avada Kedavra!"

Countless dazzling green lights shot towards Cedric who had just escaped from the trap, and at the same time, colorful spells of various colors shot towards Sherlock!

There were too many Kedavra spells, and those green shadows of death were reflected in Cedric's desperate eyes.

Just when he closed his eyes and waited for death, a grass wall woven by vines grew very fast and blocked his way!

Countless life-killing curses were cast on it. The spells that no magic could break had no way of penetrating the physical object and could only leave scorched black marks on the grass wall.

Various spells also fell on Sherlock's armor spell like raindrops.

The armor spell protecting him became increasingly thinner, and Nagini, who had been a little delirious after being bombed before, finally came back to his senses at this time.

Without any hesitation, Sherlock, whose right arm was completely numb at this time and could not move, grabbed Cedric's arm with his still intact left arm and ran with him down the hillside!

Anti-Apparition magic was deployed all around the hillside in advance. They could only escape from this area before trying to use Apparition to leave.

Most of the Death Eaters riding broomsticks in the sky chased away, but a small number landed and knelt down on one knee between the man in black robe holding the infant.

The demon cat, which was already dying and whose flesh and blood was constantly being torn apart by the divine blade, was also carried here.

Someone took out a small glass bottle, put it under the devil cat's mouth, and then opened its mouth.

Sherlock's blood dripped into the glass bottle.

Behind the man in black robes, there was a huge crucible, and the liquid inside was already boiling.

The short wizard huddled beside the pot was Peter, and he was looking at the infant with pitiful eyes.

"Master, everything is ready... everything is ready..."