Hogwarts: I'm the only cultivator here!

"Little Ye Feng, have you forgotten that we are wizards, we use magic, we don't practice martial arts, so isn't it normal that we don't have martial ethics?"

"Stop talking nonsense, knock him down!"

"There are many obstacles!"

"All petrified!"

"A piercing wrist bone!"

(キ｀?Д??)!!

"Cough cough, instinct, instinct."

"Force dissipates and energy dissipates."

"You did it on purpose! You old rascal, you're really wicked!" Ye Feng, who almost got hit by the flying magic because he didn't see it due to the many obstacles, couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. One of the spells was so powerful that it could pierce the heart and rip out the bones. If he really got hit by that, it would be no joke.

However, after dodging these attacks, Ye Feng smiled because a dense jungle appeared in front of them.

"Since you have no sense of martial ethics, then don't blame me for not giving you face!" As he spoke, Ye Feng pressed a yellow button on the front of the motorcycle, and as he pressed the button, the belly of his flying broom quietly opened.

"Sizzle sizzle sizzle..."

As the fuselage opened, several round objects filled with thick smoke were launched. The smoke released by these objects almost instantly enveloped an area of ​​more than 20 meters in radius, causing Dumbledore and the others to lose sight of Ye Feng.

However, they were currently high in the sky, and Dumbledore and the other two were all top figures in the magical world, so this was no problem for them. However, Ye Feng did not expect that this smoke would be able to stump Dumbledore and the others. This smoke was just a decoy; his real methods were something else.

Following the smoke grenade, several cylindrical objects resembling aluminum cans were also launched, and the moment the smoke dissipated…

"biu~"

As the not-so-loud sound rang out, a light even more dazzling than sunlight flashed by, directly hitting Dumbledore and his two companions who were staring wide-eyed at Ye Feng's figure.

"Ah! My eyes!"

"Don't panic, maintain formation, use protective magic. That little bastard definitely has another trick up his sleeve."

It's safe to say that Dumbledore truly understands Ye Feng; he knows him very well. Behind the flashbangs were a large number of stun grenades, the purpose of which was to knock Dumbledore and his men off the sky.

However, Ye Feng underestimated Dumbledore and his group.

Although they were blinded by the flashbang, their sense of danger was still quite sharp. So, even though they didn't know what was ahead, they instinctively used teleportation magic to leave everything behind them.

"Boom boom boom..."

A series of explosions rang out, and the dazzling flames almost illuminated the entire sky. Unfortunately, Harry and his friends, who had just emerged from the trap, arrived at the same time as the third group of contestants, and so…

"Get out of the way! That's Ye Feng's bomb! If you get too close..."

Harry's warning came a little too late; the stun grenade had already detonated before he could finish speaking, and the group that had just plunged into the minefield were caught in the crossfire, falling like hailstones in the flames.

"Hurry up and save people!"

Seeing his fellow participants falling like dumplings, Harry instinctively went to save them. His actions inspired the unaffected contestants, who were probably doing the same out of sympathy (a sense of shared suffering). After all, they had all been bombed their way through, and getting this far was no easy feat.

As the saying goes, many hands make light work, and the contestant who was stunned by the explosion was rescued in just over ten seconds. The rescued contestant looked at his four grime-covered 'comrades' and a look of sorrow flashed across his face.

Are we really going to be bombed all the way to the finish line?

"What are you saying? If it's a chance to be blown up, who would want to be blown up?"

"So, do you want revenge?"

"Revenge? What revenge? Didn't you see Dumbledore and Professor Snape teaming up? With their strength, we would be no match for them."

"No, no, no, it's not about Headmaster Dumbledore and the others. Revenge should be sought against the people who built this track."

"You mean... Ye Feng?"

"That's right! It's him!"

"Yeah! This guy caused us so much trouble, but he ran ahead all by himself and got away scot-free. We have to let him experience the 'fun' of the flying broomstick race too!"

With everyone talking at once, the alliance to defeat Ye Feng was quickly formed, and Harry and his friends became leaders without really understanding what was going on. So when Dumbledore and the others saw Harry and Cho Chang leading a large group of people over with excited expressions, they were quite startled.

When they realized that Harry and his friends weren't there to fight them, but to help them fight Ye Feng, their faces instantly lit up with bright smiles.

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"Hehehe... Ye Feng, prepare to die!"

Ye Feng: (#?д?メ)

"All petrified!"

"Except your weapons!"

"Avada Kedavra!"

"The spell of love!"

"Immediately imprison them!"

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"Just now, it seems like something strange got mixed in..."

Chapter 76 turned individual combat into a strategy battle.

Spells flew everywhere as they rushed towards the 'thin' figure in front of them like swallows returning to their nests. However, it was clear that these wizards had no experience in aerial combat, so their spells were all aimed at the figure in front, blocking both sides and the front and back.

Anyone who has played FPS games knows the saying, "Don't look up when you're on the front line." The result of not looking up to search for points is often disastrous. At best, you'll be wiped out; at worst, the whole team will be wiped out. Now, Harry and his wizards have made a similar mistake. They forgot that in the air, in addition to dodging forward, backward, left, and right, you can also dodge up and down.

So, just as the spells were about to hit them, Ye Feng suddenly pressed down, and the others were shocked to see Ye Feng's motorcycle plummeting like a meteor. While they were still in shock, Ye Feng turned the motorcycle around, and at the same time, the two guns in front of his motorcycle began to spin.

(?*?*?)

ヾ(?д?)ノ

Upon seeing Ye Feng's radiant smile, everyone, including Dumbledore, was startled. Without anyone's prompting, they scattered and fled in all directions. But how could they possibly escape?

In order to maintain enough firepower to block Ye Feng, they were only a little over a meter apart from each other. Now that dozens of people were crowded together, how could they be dispersed in a short time? So the tragedy happened before Ye Feng even launched his attack.

In order to avoid the impending attack, almost everyone instinctively dodged to the side. But this was not an open space. They were surrounded by people. So, this dodge caused a chain reaction, like dominoes falling from the sky. In just two or three seconds, a third of the people were knocked over and fell from the sky.

However, they would soon find out that the people who were knocked over and fell from the sky were actually the luckiest and happiest, because the muzzle of the 'strange weapon' that was constantly rotating in front of Ye Feng's heavy machine lit up with a dazzling light.

"Shhhhhh..."

When the light reached a certain intensity, as Ye Feng pressed the button to control the machine gun's firing, a dazzling beam of light shot out from the muzzle. Then, as Ye Feng slightly adjusted the vehicle, streaks of light rained down on the chaotic contestants.

"Hehehe! Mortals! Tremble under my barrage of magic bullets!" Seeing Dumbledore and the others being blasted away by a barrage of magic bullets, Ye Feng stood up with his hands on his hips and laughed wildly.

"Damn, this kid is too arrogant. We have to shut him up!"

Although the magic bullets fired by Ye Feng's Motlin were very dense, the damage was not high. Even without defense, being hit would only cause severe pain followed by some bruising, and would not be too serious. Therefore, people like Dumbledore and Cho Chang, who were better modified, could withstand it even without magic defense.

Therefore, when they saw Ye Feng being so arrogant, they were so angry that they laughed. Hermione and Zhang Qiu even exchanged a meaningful smile.

"Zizi~"

A faint charging sound rang out, and the Stark-style 'headlights' on the front of Zhang Qiu's motorcycle grew brighter and brighter.

"Chirp~"

Just as Ye Feng was enjoying the exhilarating feeling of being suppressed by the powerful firepower, a dazzling beam of light arrived in an instant, directly destroying one of the Magnum guns in front of his vehicle. And the next second, just as Ye Feng was startled by this sudden attack, the other Magnum gun was also blasted away by a spell that only appeared when it was right in front of him.

Ye Feng: (キ｀?Д??)!!

Ye Feng helped modify Zhang Qiu and the others' flying brooms, so he knew their attack methods very well. But it was precisely because of this that Ye Feng was extremely shocked, because he did not expect that the two women would also join the team 'attacking' him.

"you…"

Ye Feng, whose Motel had been destroyed, stared in disbelief at Zhang Qiu and Hermione in the distance. Zhang Qiu and Hermione, however, were not intimidated at all and met his gaze directly. Zhang Qiu even said with a mocking expression, "My dear brother, your sister is also a mortal in your eyes. Are you going to make me tremble too?"

"Gulu~"

Seeing Zhang Qiuye's mocking expression, Feng knew he had said the wrong thing, but it was too late to say anything now. Moreover, the Flying Broomstick Competition was an individual competition, so he would never give in!

"Hmph, so what if she's my sister? Sooner or later I'll make you all tremble..." Before he could finish speaking, Ye Feng realized that what he said was inappropriate, so he stopped abruptly. However, someone was faster than him.

"Collapse!"

Almost at the same time that Ye Feng managed to stop the second half of his sentence, Dumbledore and Grindelwald appeared out of nowhere and surrounded him from the front and back. What shocked Ye Feng was that when the two old men were shouting that they were fainting and falling to the ground, they simultaneously raised wooden sticks as thick as a child's arm and swung them at him.

ヽ(｀Д?)ノ

“You guys forced me to do this!!!”

"Harry! Come here!!!"

(((?Д?)))

Harry, who was watching the show from a distance, vaguely heard Ye Feng calling his name. The next second, his mind went blank, and when he regained his senses, he saw his beloved headmaster Dumbledore holding a wooden stick that was only slightly smaller than his arm and swinging it around to hit him on the head.

In that instant, Harry felt as if he could see his parents waving at him.

"Dad, Mom..."

"Boom!"

A crisp knocking sound rang out, and Harry's parents in his eyes transformed into his beloved Headmaster Dumbledore. A thick wooden stick 'split' his parents apart, but he didn't scream or anything, because the next second his eyes rolled back and everything went black as he simply passed out.

Dumbledore's blow was indeed effective in knocking Harry unconscious; he knocked Harry down in one strike. Meanwhile, Grindelwald stared at the broken wooden stick in his hand, its ends splintered and jagged, lost in thought.

"This wooden stick... is it fake?"

Grindelwald, he really, I cried my eyes out, he'd rather believe the wooden stick in his hand was fake than believe that Ye Feng really had the audacity to break it.

(ー`?ー)

Seeing that Grindelwald had hit him with a stick and he was stunned instead, Ye Feng frowned angrily. Just as he was thinking about whether to give Grindelwald a knockout in return, the group of guys who had been beaten and were running away with their heads in their hands recovered, especially Zhang Qiu and Hermione. The excitement on the pretty faces of the two girls was not hidden at all.

"Wait until the match is over and see how I deal with you guys."

"Hmph, we'll have to wait until the match is over. Right now, the match isn't over yet, and we're already opponents."

"Ye Feng, prepare to die!"

"on!"

At Hermione's command, the Gryffindor and Slytherin students charged at Ye Feng with howls. Even Ye Feng felt a chill run down his spine at the sight. More importantly, many of the 'weapons' carried by his heavy broomstick were destroyed.

"You guys are ruthless! I'll remember you!" Seeing that things were not going well, Ye Feng took off running. However, he was not very lucky. Zhang Qiu's attack had crippled his heavy machine gun. So now, if he only used his magic abilities, he really couldn't beat thirty or forty crazy people who were yelling that they were 'reckless'.