Harry Potter: From Muggle Cousin to Conceptual Wizard

Chapter 208 The Guardian of the Orca! Ghost Cultivator Mo Xuan!

But it's alright, if you can't avoid it, then don't.

Dudley had planned ahead and had already prepared a shield for himself.

Even without the protective spells of care and love cast by the three professors and the weakened version of maternal love he gained from merging with Harry's blood, his narcissism... oops! I mean, his self-love spell would have been enough to withstand this wave of soul blades.

This is a deadly attack aimed purely at the soul, so there's no fear of it failing to trigger the protective effect of the Love Magic.

Therefore, Dali didn't pay any attention to the wave of soul blades. Instead, he focused on the half-demon king that suddenly materialized in front of him, as well as a middle-aged man with an Asian face holding a banner hiding behind the demon king.

At the same time, the magical output of the Guardian Spell was increased.

In an instant, the silvery-white protective energy surged once more, and under Dali's control, it slammed fiercely towards the half-demon king in front of him.

The Guardian Charm is the most suitable way to deal with such evil spirits.

Meanwhile, the soul blades had already pierced through the Ironclad Curse that Dudley had cast on himself, their power reduced by several tens of percent, and continued to pierce into Dudley's body.

Just as the soul blade closest to Dudley was about to touch Dudley's true form.

Suddenly, Dali had a flash of inspiration, and a strange feeling welled up in his heart. His body shone brightly, causing the speed of those soul blades to decrease drastically, slowing them to a crawl, while they continued to emit black smoke and lose power.

It was like falling from almost unobstructed air into the deep sea, being battered by a powerful ocean current.

"Buzz~~~ Ang~~~"

Suddenly, a deep, ethereal animal cry emanated from the silvery-white protective energy emanating from Dali's body.

The next instant, a huge, silver-white guardian deity, about eight meters long and two meters high, appeared beside Dali and swam merrily in the air.

With a gentle sweep, he extinguished the sluggish and weakened soul blades, protecting Dali's safety.

There was no chance for Dudley's protective love magic to take effect.

"That's... a dolphin?!"

Dudley murmured in surprise, but he quickly realized something was wrong. "No! It's not a dolphin, it's an orca! My guardian angel is an orca!"

All the guardian spirits are entirely silver-white, and Dali's orca guardian spirit is no exception.

This differs from the black and white orca prototype in nature, which is why Dudley did not recognize it immediately.

Orcas are awesome! They're big, strong, and incredibly cool!

It's too conspicuous, which is not conducive to disguise and stealth, and it's not very suitable as the beast form of Animagus.

But Dudley had anticipated this: the stronger a wizard's magical talent, the larger the Animagus form and the larger the Guardian Angel would be.

For example, Sirius Black is a big black dog, Lupin is a wolf, and Dumbledore is a giant bird resembling a phoenix.

Ignoring the difference between male and female, Snape, James, and Lily are all large caribou;

Large animals generally lack camouflage and are not suitable for appearing in the crowds of the Muggle world.

These thoughts flashed through Dudley's mind, but they did not have a negative impact on the actual combat situation.

The protective energy surge he had previously unleashed was still blocked by the single claw of that fierce and powerful half-demon king, which was quite absurd.

But Dali noticed that the opponent behind the half-demon king, who seemed to be a fellow countryman from another world, was not in a relaxed state.

The man gripped a tattered black cloth banner embroidered with the image of a demon king tightly with both hands, and like Dali, he stood in the air.

His expression was sinister and arrogant, his eyes fierce, but his face was pale, and his gray hair was quite out of character for his age.

A layer of mist, a mixture of blood and black, swirled around him, seemingly connecting him to the long banner.

The banner provides strength to men, while men provide magic, blood, and life force to the banner.

"You damned foreigner, get out of here! You've delayed your grandfather's grand plan to collect his soul, I'll skin you alive!"

The middle-aged man clearly couldn't control the half-demon king at will. Seeing that Dali was powerful and had even summoned a giant orca guardian, he roared at Dali with a fierce but weak expression.

Its pronunciation is authentic Mandarin, with only a slight regional accent.

Dudley noticed that the middle-aged man was not only controlling the half-demon king to resist the protective energy he released. The half-demon king's right claw was responsible for fighting him, while its left claw extended down into the dense forest, continuing to hold the giant snake Nagini.

The Ghost King's left claw is far more powerful than the previous Ghost Shadow Cloud Ray.

The giant snake Nagini was shrouded in black smoke, and every now and then a noseless, ugly face would appear, clearly Voldemort's split soul exerting its power. But even so, it was far from being a match for the Ghost King's left claw, and its situation was becoming increasingly dangerous, soon it would be unable to escape.

The entire surrounding area was enveloped by the eerie energy field released by the long banner, making it impossible to even use Apparition.

The giant snake Nagini and the Voldemort split soul within its body have practically become the middle-aged man's possession.

"Calling me a foreigner? This is Albania, not China. You're the foreigner! You ill-mannered idiot!"

After a moment's thought, Dali spoke without any hesitation. He had opponents when it came to fighting, but he had never lost a battle when it came to arguing!

Moreover, the moment he opened his mouth, he spoke fluent and authentic Chinese, leaving the middle-aged man opposite him dumbfounded and stunned.

The man had smuggled himself out of China and didn't speak any language other than Chinese. He hadn't expected the foreigner opposite him to understand him; he was just hoping his fierce demeanor would scare the enemy away.

Unexpectedly, the foreigner opposite him not only understood Chinese, but also had a more authentic accent than him.

"How should I address you, fellow Daoist? Do you have any lineage in China? I am Li Yubo, a ghost cultivator. The soul within that snake below is of great use to me. I would be grateful if you could do me a favor. I will repay you handsomely in the future!"

The middle-aged man softened his tone, showing Dudley some respect, and tried to achieve his goal through negotiation.

“Li Yubo?! Hehe! Fellow Daoist, that’s not being honest. You can be anyone, but you will never be Li Yubo! Am I right, Fellow Daoist Mo Xuan?”

Dudley grinned maliciously and bluntly exposed the man's lie.

He has the ability to see through people's real names; using a fake name in front of him is simply putting on an act for a blind person.

"You! You're here to arrest me too?" Mo Xuan was shocked when he heard Dali call out his real name and questioned him sharply.

"Huh? What did you say?" Dali was a little confused.

"You little foreigner who accepted bribes from righteous cultivators, stop pretending!"

Mo Xuan's attitude turned fierce again. Clearly, he had misunderstood. "Damn righteous cultivators, they've even issued an international manhunt order to a place like this!"

"In that case, you little foreigner, just die! Burn a year's worth of my lifespan, raise the banner of ten thousand souls, and offer sacrifice!"

With a loud roar, Mo Xuan's white hair increased, and he looked older.

At the same time, the crimson energy on his body surged, and was then quickly absorbed by the tattered, ancient banner he was holding.