Chapter 476: American Wizard Death Eater? Shift the curse!!

Voldemort looked at Peter's yellow eyes, feeling bad, but it was too late to close his eyes again, only to see his body rapidly stiffening and petrifying.

"Finally fooled! It's not easy! "

Peter sighed in relief.

"Peter York, you lowly man! Actually used a ruse..."

Voldemort yelled at Peter with anger, "His eyes seem to be eager to swallow him alive, and he has a bit of a panicked look." He wanted to raise his wand, but his already stiff arm was completely out of control. The speed of petrification was very fast, and in the blink of an eye, petrification spread to Voldemort's face. It was only when Peter thought voldemort would become a statue like everyone else. Voldemort made a hissing sound at the last moment of petrification, and Peter understood his call, and just as he was about to take the opportunity to solve him, a phantom shape-shifting voice came from behind him, and there was also a sound of Avada's death! "

Peter disappeared, dodging the attack from behind, and when he reappeared in another place, he found that the attacker was Bella Cretes, and behind her were several masked Death Eaters.

Bellacretes, seeing Voldemort's petrified appearance, hurried to his side, his eyes filled with worry and anger, "Master! What's wrong with you, master? "

Then he turned his head to look at Peter with hatred, "Peter York! What happened to my master? I'll kill you! I'll kill you! "

He frantically fired the Death Curse at Peter, and shouted at several Death Eaters behind him, "What are you still stunned about, come with me to avenge your master!" "

Peter looked at these people and said with a smile, "Bella Cretes, your master can be defeated by me, do you think that you and a few people behind you can avenge your master?" "

Bellacretes turned a deaf ear and attacked Peter in a frenzied manner, and several Death Eaters behind him also cooperated with each other to besiege Peter.

"Huh?"

Peter originally thought that these Death Eaters were ordinary members and did not pay much attention to them, but with the attack of several people, Peter found that their strength was not small, basically similar to the strength of elite Death Eaters like Bella Cretes.

Even the Death Eater at the head was a few points stronger than Peter Bella Cretes.

Peter thought he had already pit Voldemort's elites almost the same, how could there be several Death Eaters with such strength? And they cooperate with each other tacitly, like elite Aurors who have been carefully trained.

It was said that The horizontal was afraid of death, and Peter was also temporarily regressed by Bella Cretes's lifeless play, coupled with the coordinated attacks of the masked Death Eaters, Peter could not take them for the time being.

"Mrs. Lestrange, don't dwell on him too much, the most important thing is the safety of the master!"

The masked Death Eater at the head of the group reminded with a rough voice.

When Bellacretes heard his words, he also calmed down a little, and his attack on Peter was no longer so desperate, but instead he took the phantoms of the crowd to the side of the ground and protected him.

Peter also heard the words of the leading Death Eater, frowned, and his eyes were tightly fixed on the leading Death Eater: "Listen to your accent, are you An American?" When did Death Eaters reach the United States? "

The leading Death Eater narrowed his eyes and retorted, "You heard me wrong, I'm Scottish, not a Yankee." "

"Hen, if you change your Southern accent first, I'd like to believe you're British."

Peter sneered, and then looked at him and a few masked people behind him sarcastically, "I said that Voldemort's elite-level Death Eaters should be left, where so many powerful Death Eaters have come from, and now it seems that you foreign wizards are involved." Why, did you Americans also like Voldemort's pure-blood theory? And want to kill all the American hemp chickens? "

"I see that you are well trained, and you have the shadow of the Auror when you fight, you are the Auror of the American and French Churches?" How could you get mixed up with Death Eaters? Or is it that the American and French associations behind you intend to unite with Voldemort to overthrow the British Ministry of Justice? "

Peter said with a smirk, his sharp eyes looking at them as if they could see through.

Instead of answering Peter's question, the masked Death Eaters attacked Peter even more violently, intending to force him back.

Without voldemort's pressure, Peter was much more relaxed in the face of these Death Eaters, constantly harassing these Death Eaters, and setting up a phantom transfiguration ban to prevent them from taking away Voldemort's petrified statues.

But these Death Eaters are obviously not the previous wine sacks, they know Peter's strength, so they are very cautious, with tacit defense at Voldemort's side, together with a protective spell, so that Peter for a while they can't do it...

Suddenly, a hissing sound caught Peter's attention, and he tilted his head to find a giant snake twelve feet long, out of nowhere, crawling quickly behind the Death Eaters.

"Nagini!"

Bellacretes happily lowered his voice and brought the python to Voldemort, "You come and watch over the master with us." "

After the python came to Voldemort's feet, in the eyes of everyone's surprise, it bit down on voldemort's right hand, accompanied by the swallowing of the snake letter and the hissing sound of frustration.

On the petrified Voldemort's body, a stream of black smoke visible to the naked eye flowed along the body to the right hand, and finally fell into the mouth of the giant snake.

As the black smoke passed, Voldemort's body gradually returned to flesh!

Seeing this, Bella Cretes was pleasantly surprised, and carefully approached the minus: "Master? "

Voldemort's scarlet eyes suddenly widened, revealing the happiness of the rest of his life, and instead of answering BellaCretes' words, he looked at Nagini at his feet.

His eyes flashed with reluctance, but then he looked firm, and with the giant snake smoking black smoke, chanting incantations with words in his mouth.

I saw that the black smoke on his body was shifting faster and faster, and all of it poured into the mouth of the giant snake.

Eventually Voldemort regained his freedom, and the giant snake was petrified, gray, and looked like a snake carved from stone.

Peter was very surprised to see this, he did not expect Voldemort to have such an operation, and he could transfer more petrified curses on his body to Nagini.

Voldemort, who had regained his free body, looked at Nagini at his feet in pain, and looked at Peter with hatred in his eyes: "Peter York, you made me lose my pet!" You damn it! "

"Well, it has nothing to do with me."

Peter smiled and waved his hand, "Obviously you transferred the petrified curse on your body to it, how can you blame me?" "

He looked at the angry Voldemort and the tiger-eyed Death Eater, smiled and waved his hand, "It's not early in the day, you have a chance to see you again." "

Then a turn disappeared into place.

Only a few follow-up death spells blew the ground out of a large pit...

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