Chapter 140: Fish must die! (Edited)

Fish threw the black-clad invisible man to the ground, although he could not see his opponent's face, he could get an idea of his current posture by the feel of his claws.

So he opened his mouth without hesitation and bit it in the direction of his neck, but it seemed to be blocked by the opponent's arm, and the long teeth of the clouded leopard could not pierce the Enchantment (Protego) of the opponent.

Meanwhile, Fish's paws were not idle, his two huge front paws firmly grasped the black-robed man, his paws unleashed a series of stomps that the cat also knew how to do very well, and the claws of his hind paws grazed the black-robed man's Enchantment (Protego), creating a slightly strange slashing sound.

"Ah...!"

Voldemort, who felt the Charm (Protego) begin to falter once more, let out a terrified groan, and a huge blast of magical power erupted from Quirrell's body, and suddenly Fisch was ejected.

Fish somersaulted through the air and landed deftly on the ground, followed by a green glow that flew from the empty front.

Fish, whose fur bristled, hastily dodged to the side. As he did so, he cast a [Soft Stone] spell into the empty space in front of him, and two deep footprints appeared on the ground.

"Avada Kedavra! Avada Kedavra!"

Voldemort struggled to get his feet off the ground as he continued to fire the Killing Curse at Fish, going so far as to pull out the unicorn blood he had just collected and, with a tilt of his neck, drank half of it.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

A second voice sounded from the black-robed man, the cry he emitted sounded vaguely familiar to Fish.

"Save me, Master, save me!"

Quirrell moaned wildly.

But Voldemort didn't care, he hadn't bothered to protect Quirrell from the unicorn blood curse to kill Fish, and when he stopped suppressing the unicorn blood curse on Quirrell, the pawn had been completely ruined.

Once he had killed the pesky animagus, he would have to leave Quirrell's body immediately, otherwise it would be very difficult for him to cut off the unicorn curse again.

That's right, for Voldemort, who was already furious, the Philosopher's Stone was not the most important option at the moment, killing this little wizard who ruined his plan twice in a row and embarrassed him was what he most wanted to do now.

Of course, the main reason was... he couldn't even run away until he got rid of this guy.

Gritting his teeth, Voldemort had no choice but to give up his desire to obtain the Philosopher's Stone.

Then, Voldemort once again raised the bottle in his hand to his mouth and drank the rest of the unicorn blood.

"No~! Please don't, Master!"

The curse brought by the unicorn blood became more ferocious, and the exchange was an additional increase in Voldemort's strength, but neither of these things were good for the possessed Quirrell.

The increase in magical power made him feel as if he was about to explode, while the unicorn blood curse made him feel as if his life would quickly run out.

These two opposing feelings were so intertwined in Quirrell's body that it caused his mind to become confused.

This was a good thing for Voldemort, however, as it made it easier for him to control Quirrell's body.

"Roar?" (Stinky bloke?).

Fish finally recognized the other party's voice, and more importantly, Voldemort was no longer covering himself at this point, and Fish could smell the familiar odor of the black-robed man, a bit like rotten garlic.

As Fish wondered why the stinker had attacked Lochlin and himself, Voldemort had attacked him again.

A spell came from his wand at Fish, who wanted to ask questions.

"Roarr!"(=｀Д′=)

Slightly distracted, Fish hastily shrank back to avoid the spells, all of which were lost to Fish's dexterity and ability to change size.

Voldemort had discovered during the last encounter that it was difficult to hit Fish with a spell that could only act on one person, but that a spell that could do damage to a crowd would be more effective against him....

Even if Voldemort had found someone else to possess, it would have taken time to trick him and get him used to being possessed in time for him to attack the Unicorn in the Forbidden Forest again and forge the letter to fool Dumbledore.

And now that he has caused such a stir in the Forbidden Forest, Dumbledore not to be alert.

So...

Voldemort narrowed his eyes.

Why not take the opportunity to kill the little wizard who had ruined his plans?

Voldemort, who was bent on revenge, pointed his wand at Fish, who was in a tree, and a bright flame shot out from the tip of the wand, which Fish hastily avoided, and spread with incredible speed as it touched the branch.

The blazing fire instantly engulfed the tree where Fish had been, which was at least thirty years old and instantly dried and charred, and was still turning to ashes at great speed.

And out of the flames, which burned ever more intensely, appeared innumerable flaming monsters, large and small, which rushed wildly into the surroundings, setting fire to all the nearby plants and accelerating the spread of the flames.

The Curse of Evil Fire or (Fiendfyre), is a terrible black magic, when unleashed, hunts down and kills everything that burns, regardless of its enemy.

Of course, if the caster is strong enough, he can control the direction of the flames, and at his best, Voldemort could even manipulate the creatures the fire created.

There are only two ways to extinguish the fire, either by waiting for it to die out naturally with nothing combustible around, or by casting the Charm (Fiendlocked) that is strong enough to suppress the current size of the flames.

Usually, a large group of people will need to cast the Fiendlocked Charm to extinguish the Fiendfyre Curse that has already spread.

The Fiendfyre Curse had already ignited the trees within 10 meters and was still spreading at high speed, so even if Fish did not yet know the Fiendlocked Enchantment, even if he did, he would not be able to quell the Fiendfyre Curse of this magnitude.

And the Forbidden Forest, with its trees everywhere, would only exacerbate the spread of the fire.

"Roarr~!"

The moment the fire appeared, Fish's bestial instincts frantically warned him to run for his life, so he didn't hesitate to turn and run, all while howling at the top of his lungs, making a loud warning sound for the nearby animals to run.

In addition, Fish would cast [Leopard's Swiftness] on all the animals he saw, increasing their escape speed.

On the other hand, Voldemort used the Curse (Fiendfyre) and then fired several transformation spells in the direction of Fish, who was fleeing, creating animals to hinder his escape.

However, this level of resistance was nothing to Fish, and he easily avoided them, and then these transformed animals were devoured by the Fiendfyre Curse that followed.

Voldemort did not press the matter further, the fire would only grow and he did not believe Fish could escape before Dumbledore arrived, and as the fire grew, even Dumbledore would not be able to put it out easily.

As much as he wanted to see Fish dead, Voldemort knew he didn't have much time to stay here, the fire was so big that Hagrid, who was guarding the Forbidden Forest, couldn't miss it, and Dumbledore would come if he didn't run.

With a regretful and resentful glance towards the distant Fish, Voldemort backed quickly in the opposite direction, and when he found a new safe place, he wasted no time in abandoning Quirrell's body, then turned into black mist and disappeared into the forest without looking back.

"Don't... Master, don't leave me!"

As Voldemort left his body, Quirrell instantly fell to the ground, curled up in pain and screamed in anguish.

But in response, the Fiendfyre Curse overcame him.

The fire, previously controlled by Voldemort, had only been directed at Fish, but when Voldemort left Quirrell, it went completely out of control and began to madly consume anything that burned in any direction.

"No!!!"

Quirrell was engulfed by a beast of fire, along with his screams.