But the opponent was fully equipped with magical equipment and various protective measures, which allowed him to fight with himself in a professional manner and even be evenly matched with him.

want to cry!

This is a victory for wealth, an unfair fight.

The poor werewolf leader Fenrir cursed in his heart, but had to take another step forward, waving his wolf claws and the opponent's magic staff, and fighting in his protective wizard robe.

The wolf claw missed, and the opponent dodged again with a step that made him feel uncomfortable. Taking this opportunity, Fenrir scanned the battlefield.

A sad look appeared on his face.

Of the dozens of werewolves he brought with him, most were still tied up and struggling on the ground, and the rest were also fighting with this group of students.

But the results are not optimistic.

He saw with his own eyes that a werewolf took advantage of the other party's inattention and grabbed the other party's face with its claws.

Although the young wizard took several steps back uncontrollably, a light golden mask suddenly appeared on his face, indicating that he was fully defended.

At this moment, he wanted to vomit blood.

Damn wizard! Damn wizard! Damn wizard!

These wizards should all go to hell.

The whole body is protected from head to toe, which makes their most powerful weapon - wolf poison - completely ineffective.

Seeing this scene, for some reason, a strange thought arose in his heart.

Such a targeted and comprehensive defense.

Could it be that they had been prepared for this and knew that these people were coming?

However, he did not think about this idea for too long, because Ian on the opposite side swung the long stick at him again, hitting his waist and abdomen again.

Damn, you just kept staring at my waist, right?

Cursing in his heart, Fenrir waved his wolf claws, stomped heavily, dodged, and fought.

Sitting in the audience at this moment are Tom Riddle, Grindelwald, Dumbledore and other wizards.

The group of students stared in amazement at the fight with the werewolf.

"Principal, do you want melee training at Hogwarts as well?" Dean Ravenclaw, dueling master Professor Flitwick swallowed, and asked in a low voice.

As duelists, the wizards' combat focuses on dodging, spell matching, and formulating combat strategies.

And fighting with men waving sticks.

He seemed to have only seen it on giants.

Yes, the giant swung his club and smashed it at his prey.

At this moment, Grindelwald saw this scene in the square and felt that the world was a little crazy.

He could understand why he was covered in magical equipment. After all, he knew that Lockhart was a rich man.

But wielding a stick and fighting werewolves.

Well, this was the first time he saw a wizard do this.

At this moment, an idea came to his mind:

Should we let the students of Durmstrang and Ilvermorny develop their close combat skills?

Chapter 444 Death Eater: It’s Too Hard for Me (First Update)

Roar!Roar!

Near the center of the square, red flames flickered continuously as long sticks were waved, and the werewolves' angry and even crazy howls and the whistling sounds of waving wolf claws were intertwined.

This is a close combat battlefield between werewolves and wizards like Ian.

Behind them, the Death Eaters gradually approached from the side.

The werewolf battlefield is now in great chaos. Although they have always been disdainful of dark creatures such as werewolves, they are not stupid enough to cast a killing curse on the wizard students on the battlefield.

What if I accidentally killed a werewolf?

Not to mention whether the owner will punish them.

Given the werewolf's current frenzied state, they had no doubt that it would turn around and bite them.

If werewolves can remain rational, they won't be criticized.

Madness is the norm when they fight.

Especially when the moon is full...

The leading Death Eater Fiennes thought of Lupin, the gentlest werewolf he had met before, and his mad state on the full moon night, and he couldn't help but curse inwardly.

This group of dirty werewolves should always be at the bottom.

After expressing his contempt in his heart, Fiennes had already bypassed the werewolf battlefield. Their target was the remaining wizard students.

The master told them - whoever kills the most people this time will be rewarded with top-notch black magic!

They had already cast the Disillusionment Charm and split into two teams, going around the two sides of the square to teach these young students a lesson and let them know the cruelty of reality.

Gah! Gah! Gah!

A sinister smile appeared on Fiennes' old face!

However, when he turned halfway around, he saw a dozen young wizards standing in a team not far opposite him, led by a young red-haired girl.

And this is Wanda!

Seeing this group of young wizards staring at him, Fiennes felt something was wrong even though he was hiding his body and casting an Disillusionment Spell.

Avada Kedavra!

Without any hesitation, Fiennes waved his wand towards Wanda, who was leading the group, and prepared to cast a fatal curse.

What made him feel weird was that the red-haired girl Wanda opposite him seemed to be unprepared and didn't even have a magic wand in her hand.

He just raised his hand slightly, and the brass magic ring in his hand reflected light slightly.

But he didn't think too much about it, he just infused his magic power and cast the killing curse.

A dark green light began to flicker at the tip.

However...

"Avada, cough, take my life!"

For some reason, he suddenly felt his throat dry. He had just recited half of the spell when he suddenly coughed lightly, but then forced himself to continue reciting the rest of the spell.

The killing curse that was originally emitting dark green light at the tip of the wand dimmed slightly, and then suddenly rose up.

Affected by this, the originally smooth feel of Fate becomes rough.

Fiennes managed to hold on thanks to his strong spirit. Although he felt that the situation was not normal, the killing curse was already on the string and had to be cast.

Otherwise, the backlash will be severe and he will suffer greatly.

Then.....

"Avada Kedavra!"

"not good."

puff!

Behind Fiennes, a killing curse flashed. Before he could react, there was silence, then darkness, and he lost consciousness.

death!

Behind it, a dark wizard was looking at the scene helplessly, with a small stone at his feet.

It's over. I killed my own people, including my own captain.

Looking down at the stone at his feet, the dark wizard Top felt like crying but had no tears.

I really deserved to die just now. I didn't pay attention to the stones under my feet. As a result, I stumbled, cast the killing curse, and lost my direction.

Avada Kedavra!

When the dark wizards around saw this scene, the taut string in their heads seemed to break at once, and the direction of the wands used to cast the Killing Curse immediately changed.

Traitor, damn it!

The 5 life-threatening attacks were extremely smooth and hit precisely...

Uh, before the battle even started, two people died - they were killed by our own people!

Only after the death of the suspected traitor dark wizard did the other dark wizards react.

"Damn it, Toph wouldn't be a traitor."

A dark wizard who was close to him took one look at the dead Top and cursed.

"Be careful, it might be a curse from the other party."

A dark wizard who was good at cursing said this, but his tone was hesitant.

He didn't feel anything unusual just now, and there was no magical fluctuation at all, as if it was a complete accident.

According to his experience, such curses do exist, but each one takes a long time to prepare, and requires things that are closely related to the other party as materials, such as blood, body tissue, etc.

The scene just now happened in less than 10 seconds, so it’s a bit far-fetched to call it a curse.

The dark wizards around didn't think so much after hearing this, and their expressions became completely nervous.

They saw that the wizard students on the opposite side had already started to take action.

At this moment, Wanda was stunned when she saw the two dark wizards died before the battle even started. She seemed to know the reason and smiled.

If you want to kill me without paying a price, then you would be unworthy of your talent and the constant magic cast by Mentor Lockhart.

Then he said loudly: "Cooperate as before, I will assist and you guys attack."

As soon as she finished speaking, Wanda waved her hands, and the mysterious ring in her hand emitted a faint red light.

In a flash, red beams of light filled the sky and spread around.

Soon, an area with a faint red light enveloped the surroundings.

When the wizard students behind him saw this, they couldn't help but show joy on their faces.

After being accepted as a student by the teacher, he and Ian were suddenly placed side by side with each other. There was a reason for this.

really....

"Everything is petrified!"

"Except your weapons!"

"Thunder Explodes!"

"..."

Well, no invisible strikes, no dark magic, just the most commonly used offensive spells.

However, under the cover and increase of this light red area.

Every wizard felt full of energy, and the wands in their hands and the magic power in their bodies were much smoother.

The power of spells, even the most commonly used offensive spells, is at least doubled, and they are even more accurate.

And the dark wizard on the other side...

"Cough, cough..."

"Avada..."

"Soul peeling... bone corroding!"

"..."

For a while, coughing sounds continued, and many dark wizards felt the magic power in their bodies change.

Even some dark wizards' hand tendons suddenly twitched, causing the direction of the spell to deviate.

It was a mess, and even if a spell was successfully cast, it would be affected by various factors, weakening its power and eventually being blocked.

Well, there are also some unlucky ones who, while trying to avoid their friends' black magic, end up being hit by the wizards' white magic.

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