The explosive power is stronger under the urinary buff... William has a deep feeling about this sentence.

In his previous life, in a mock exam, he went to the second half of the exam and drank too much water, and suddenly gained this explosive power and entered a certain supreme state of unity of human and papers.

His brain runs at high speed and his bladder expands at its limit, just to solve the problem in the shortest time.

Not only was William fast, he also got the highest score in the grade... thus verifying the existence of the urgency buff.

Do you think the ending is here?!

William, who thought he had mastered the mystery of high explosions, drank another bottle of water before the next exam, trying to copy the last miracle.

As a result... the teacher who released the paper was criticized by the whole school.

The reason was that it was too difficult for him to release the paper, which caused the students to be scared.

This incident tells us a simple truth: forbidden art...can't be abused!

Also... Even if you are forced into a desperate situation, you can't solve math problems, but you still can't.

William is now used once every fifteen years, so he is naturally in a high-explosion state.

Especially at this close distance, it is even more amazing.

I saw his magic wand waving, and the water in the toilet was pulled over by magic, like a water line, forming several miniature water tornados.

This is the first magic invented by William, although it was used to bathe Bobocha.

However, after continuous research, the lethality is extremely terrifying. It is easy to shave Bobo tea, and it is no problem to cut it forever.

Three miniature water tornados were suspended neatly in front of them.

The witch retreated without wanting to get stained with the toilet water.

William's wand swirled, and the tornado that was suspended in front of him flew away quickly, stabbing Mrs. Zabini.

She lightly tapped her wand, and strands of white mist appeared in front of her, and three miniature water tornados seemed to pierce into the swamp.

One round went, and the second round came again. This time, the water tornado was launched in five consecutive times, condensed into a silver thread, cutting through the white mist and making a hissing sound.

Mrs. Zabini's arm shook, and the white mist gathered in front of her and turned into a water shield, and the water line hit like a drum beat of a rainstorm.

The entire water shield accepted William's attack in full, and the surface was shocked and trembled sharply at a speed visible to the naked eye.

William's phantom appeared and suddenly appeared behind the witch.

With his sleeves fluttering, he kicked Mrs. Zabini's butt with a flying kick.

However, she seemed to have expected that her body would take advantage of the momentum to rotate. When she dodged, she lightly lit her wand.

William slid backwards, and as soon as his back was against the wall, his wand was raised and his left hand was slightly hooked.

Mrs. Zabini's body was uncontrolled and flew towards William.

The agile witch rolled lightly in the air. After landing, her arms quickly wrapped around William's shoulders.

When outsiders see it, they mistakenly think that it is the lover who is warmly snuggling up to it, and it is difficult to distinguish the murderous intent.

Fortunately, neither of them continued to use their wands. Instead, they were like an ordinary man and woman fighting. Mrs. Zabini hit her vagina and William kicked her with a kick and blocked her.

He was not willing to be outdone, and he returned another old punch and hit Mrs. Zabini's chest.

In an instant... Master, he realized it.

No wonder so many husbands died, and many wizards followed one after another. I guess they died... and they were also squeezed out alive.

Mrs. Zabini was obviously uncomfortable, and after being punched, she glared at William.

William rolled his eyes and said softly: "Professor Babuling, if you continue to play like this, if you are angry and the Ministry of Magic Aurors do not come, this bathroom may be blown up by us.

When others see us like this, they may misunderstand something.

You don't care, anyway, you're pressing on Mrs. Zabini's face.

But in the bathroom, I held Zabini's mother... and might be killed by Hermione."

If that was true, he would have really become Brother Cheng. The kind that can't be explained clearly even if he dies.

"Okay, you really have to be low-key." Babuling let go, rubbed her chest again, and said unhappy:

"If you use compound decoction to become a wizard, you will not be as powerful as your own body. Otherwise, you will suffer that kick."

That's... your old vampire constitution, maybe your genius bloodline... the physical fitness of magic creatures is definitely better than that of wizards.

Just like werewolf and a mixed-race giant, they can withstand a lot of magic and can jump around.

"How do you recognize me?"

"Why are you here?"

The two asked at the same time.

But they were unwilling to answer first, so they had to decide on stone, scissors and cloth.

There is no doubt that after three games, three games, four games, four games...

Seeing that Babuling was about to keep sluggish, William waved his hand impatiently and replied:

"Forget it, that vampire named Blood Ni exposed you."

Xue Ni was actually afraid when he saw Mrs. Zabini, and she was very scared.

This is very strange.

The witch saw Mrs. Zabini's fear because she killed six husbands in a row and was now looking for a seventh target.

You are a vampire, or a vampire who likes Cedric... a vampire who is fucking scared.

It could only be that he felt the stronger vampire aura.

At that time, William was just confused. When Mrs. Zabini entered the bathroom, she seemed to be trying to rectify him on the spot... William was sure that this person must be Babuling.

Only this vampire and Veva will make such a bad joke.

It's really bad!

"So what are you doing here, professor?"

"Tom, help Tom kill someone."

"Start killing so soon?" William frowned. "Who to kill?"

Without waiting for the professor to answer, William understood and said to himself: "Professor Slughorns."

"That's right." Babuling nodded.

William squinted his eyes and thought carefully.

This incident can reveal a lot of interesting information:

At least, Slughorn must have provided help to Tom on the Horcrux. Dumbledore was not wrong in guessing this.

At that time, I didn’t know whether I had made a diary... but Tom must have decided to ask Slughorn for help.

This is the same as the Slytherin Ring was clearly a Horcrux made later, but Tom in the diary knew that it was already planned.

So, does he want Dumbledore and William to destroy the Horcrux?

No… It was probably the last time William killed Tom, which made him feel a sense of crisis.

Therefore, I want to kill Slughorn, slow down William and Dumbledore's speed, and give him enough time.

Tom was also jumping repeatedly... the second brother is five.

"How are you going to kill?"

"Of course I used that vampire, otherwise why did I show the aura of a vampire, just to seduce him." Babuling smiled.

"Professor Slughorn cannot die," William said.

"So I'll let you know."

William relieved his breath and felt good if there was a spy.

It seems that I have to send a spy of my own to Voldemort.

It's difficult!

These days, those who can be spies are scarce resources.

"The blood will ignite the tent later. You have to save Slughorn so that you can gain his trust and he will have a better impression of you." Babuling said lightly.

She was obviously a little anxious, thinking Dumbledore's plan was too slow, and she was so slapping like a sissy.

"What about you? The plan is not completed?"

"Isn't it normal for not completing it?" Professor Babuling chuckled, "After all, you are here."

"Don't Tom hates me even more? Will he ask you to kill me in the future?"

"This is for sure, otherwise what would he look at my face?"

"Where is Mrs. Zabini?" William asked again.

"Sleeping in your own tent, why, do you really want to have some story with her?" Babuling looked up and down at William and said contemptuously:
To be continued...