Hogwart’s Certain Professor Of Magic

The marchers were stunned, feeling dazzled, but the hooded wizard who had been hit by a flash of lightning looked at his blood-stained chest in disbelief, and walked forward a few steps , Turned around, looked at his companion, fell down in slow motion.

Among the first few hooded wizards, one person leaned over to look, "Seriously injured, not dead." He happened to avoid the second black lightning of the oncoming Accio and hit the person behind him. On the lower abdomen.

Following, Felix’s fingers pinched the black lightning, crackle and exploded, one after another small arc like a huge net, covering them, these small black arcs are formidable The power is not as strong as the first two horizontal lightning formidable power, but it is even more troublesome. The marchers were scratched by the electric arc like wheat, convulsing all over and fell to the ground.

The hooded wizards were the first to react. They pulled the injured two companions behind, propped up one after another magic barrier and shield, fought back along the gap, and at the same time, they kept backing away, hiding themselves in The center of the parade.

But while being safe, they are farther away from Felix, and most of the incantion becomes bleak and disappeared in midair.

"Fight back! There is only one person--" a red-faced wizard who was confused, shouted, holding a wand in one hand and a wine bottle in the other, with shaggy beard, drunkly shouting .

"He is too far away!" someone shouted furiously.

The drunk red-faced wizard yelled: "Follow me!" He and a dozen people like him charged towards Felix and kept approaching him. Most of the marchers watched coldly. Sure enough, a group of black electric arcs fell under their feet. These people didn't even think of the most basic defensive incantion. They were like broken dolls, all collapsed to the ground and wailed.

The next second, Felix disappeared from in midair and suddenly appeared up ahead fifty feet away from these people. His expression was cold, like a layer of frost, and there seemed to be flames beating in his eyes. .

"Stupid people." His gaze did not stop on the wizards who charged at him. They were all trapped idiots. His gaze was on the marchers' troops.

"Damn it! Does he want to hit us one by one?" someone shouted indignantly.

Without waiting for the reaction, a powerful incantation of rays of light exploded from the black wand tip held by Felix, and the red light reflected everyone's face.

Felix’s goal is very clear, that is, the group of hooded wizards hiding in the middle of the team. They are likely to be the organizers of the riots. Moreover, they have uniform attire and cooperate with each other as tacit understanding. They should know each other. , And even fought together.

The names of well-known and non-famous wizard groups slipped through my mind, but the most probable one is—

"Death Eater." Felix muttered softly.

These marchers are completely mobs, they don’t have any cooperation with each other, they prop up magic in a mess, and some even interfere with each other, causing the use spell to fail. This makes Felix’s incantation unimpeded, and the powerful Disarming Charm removes them Knock off one by one.

But the counterattack came soon.

Felix had to hold up a golden shield, as if it was unbreakable. Various incantions were played on it. A single incantion had little effect on it, but he faced too many people. Incantation was connected. It became a dense beam of light. After more than ten seconds, the golden shield finally couldn't hold on, and collapsed into a golden spot of light. Before that, he had shifted the position in advance.

From time to time, Felix uses Disapparation to disappear suddenly, avoiding the incantion of the set fire, and then appearing more than ten feet away. Each appearance is accompanied by several incantions, bringing out arcs from various hidden corners. , Knocked several people unconscious.

The sky full of incantation keeps chasing his silhouette, but he can’t touch the corner of his clothes. When he feels pressured, Felix quickly switches to the other side of the team, earning six each time. Seven victories.

At this time, the scene was in a mess, and no one cared about the Roberts family floating in midair. When the effect of Levitation charm disappeared, they fell from the air screaming, Felix suddenly appeared and stretched out wand, Hold them down, move them aside diagonally, and prepare to hand them over to the Ministry of Magic staff not far away.

The remaining three staff managed to avoid the edge of the marchers and kept following behind the team, trying to rescue the Roberts family, but they and Mr. Weasley share the same concerns and fear. I dare not use magic because I am afraid of accidental injury.

"Good opportunity—" someone shouted from the crowd of marchers.

They all raised the wand together, and shot the incantation of various colors in the direction of Felix. The densely packed magic brilliance made the surrounding bright red and bright, but these incantations stopped when they were three feet close to Felix. Before, they are arranged as an incantation wall.

These incantions are not stopping, but moving forward in slow motion. Felix gently avoids a few steps aside. After two or three seconds, one after another incantation "whiz whiz whiz" flies out , Smashed into the ground one by one, burnt, or rotted small pits, grass scraps flying.

In these few seconds, the Roberts family safely fell into the hands of the Ministry of Magic staff, "Thank you! Mister Haip!" A Ministry of Magic staff shouted, using incantion to help Up them.

His gratitude was nothing but a mockery of the marchers. A vicious curse flew from the crowd towards the Roberts family. Several people suddenly appeared, it was Mr. Weasley, who supported a Shield Charm. Charlie and Bill guarded the sides, Sirius stepped forward, picking up the flying poison.

"Good job, Arthur." The Ministry of Magic guy said happily.

Felix turned his head violently, the ebony wand pierced like a sharp sword, and a group of golden flames exploded in the crowd. The wizard who was a sneak attack burned all over, emitting a burnt smell. .

At this time, many people saw that the situation was far from good and hurriedly used Disapparation to escape, including those hooded wizards.

Felix can't care too much for a while, and can only cast a net to shake off a black arc, trying to form a closed power grid. Once it takes shape, it will be difficult for these people to think about Disapparation.

In a panic, a hooded wizard said in a hoarse voice: "I promise you--"

The magic slightly paused in Felix's hand, the hooded wizard took advantage of the gap Disapparation , And took away the two companions whose chests were pierced by black lightning. In the next second, the large net formed by the black arc was completely closed to form a sealed cage.

"Are those two people special?" Felix carefully recalled that they were standing in the front position. Although not the leader, they should be close to the front position.

If it is Death Eater, it means that the status of those two people is not low.

Felix stood outside the cage, calmly shaking out a piece of Stunning Spell, like catching a turtle in a jar. Two hooded wizards who couldn't get away force Disapparation, but they screamed, leaving one arm and one thigh.

At this time, Felix must take some strength. Most of these people are tourists from various countries. Even if it causes riots, they can't be killed, otherwise he will be in trouble.

His first two brutal attacks were aimed at the hooded wizard. As for whether or not he would die, he didn't know.

Mr. Weasley, Charlie, Bill, Sirius and three other Ministry of Magic staff also came to help. They chanted the curse along the gap in the grid, and the people inside lay down like wheat. .

After a while, Felix disperses magic, revealing hundreds of marchers inside, including a dozen hooded wizards. He lifted the mask and saw faces that were not unfamiliar. In addition, some broken limbs left because of the split, the scene looks extremely scary.

Sirius looked at the hooded wizards, coldly snorted disdainfully.

The riots have completely subsided.

Silent, the surroundings are extremely silent, as if the timeout button was pressed, even the child’s crying was stopped by the parents.