Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Chapter 127 Fierce Battle! Hogsmeade Village

The obstacle curse only slightly hindered the opponent's actions, but it gave Maca some breathing room.

After all, he is just a human being, and mistakes will happen no matter how fast he reacts.In the current situation, even one mistake can have life-threatening consequences.

"Quick!"

Maca did not hesitate to maximize his speed. After lowering his figure to avoid the opponent's next attack, he quickly walked around behind him.

With a crisp sound of glass breaking, a large flame completely drowned the opponent.

The burning effect of the Lihuo bottle was better than expected. Those flames were attached to the black gas all over the body, and they kept burning.

"Those black qi is almost composed of magic power..."

However, even Maca couldn't tell whether it helped himself or the other party.

At this moment, the person seemed to be covered with a layer of armor made up of raging flames, but his actions were not hindered.When the opponent shook his fist, he was even enveloped in a swaying flame.

Maca retreated, and was soon forced out of the screaming hut by the opponent.

The Maca that has increased the speed is enough to dodge attacks, and even make time to fight back.But the effect of the spell is always unsatisfactory, and the fighting situation is not optimistic.

It didn't take long for the fighting here to attract a large number of Aurors and strikers who specialize in fighting criminals.

"...That guy has appeared again, everyone pay attention, don't get too close!"

"This is different from what the intelligence said, why is he full of flames?"

"Who is fighting him? Why is it like a child..."

The surrounding Aurors and batters drew their wands and aimed them here, but soon they realized that the current situation was really not able to get through.

In fact, they were already the second group of personnel assigned by the Ministry of Magic, and at least half of the first group had already lain in Saint Mungo.

It was those people who brought back important case information to the Ministry of Magic.

Just to be honest, when the effect of the spell is greatly weakened, these wizards who specialize in combat can only play a containment effect.

This is a very difficult case.

"Don't just watch!" When Maca escaped another blow, he took the time to shout at them, "Send someone to Hogwarts and invite Professor Dumbledore! I'm McLean, give me my name! "

"What to do?" A hitter looked at his teammate.

"I'll go, you can respond depending on the situation..." an Auror said, and the Apparition moved to the door of Hogwarts and called for someone.

The other person smiled bitterly and said: "It depends on the situation... how to deal with it? Go up and fight melee?"

But Maca, who was in the battle, couldn't take care of this anymore, and it was already a bit difficult for him to hold the opponent.

Since the curse directly works poorly, it can only indirectly rely on the curse to produce physical damage.

"Drop the enemy trap!"

"Bone to pieces!"

"Flying sand and stone!"

One by one, the spells were quickly generated, using entire streets and even buildings as weapons. For a time, rubble and dust were flying everywhere, and the sound of street slabs cracking and heavy objects falling on the ground became a piece.

That scene almost made the Aurors and the strikers think that they were in a group battle among wizards.

"The power of the child's curse..."

"Don't mention power, just look at his clever and flexible use, it is simply a genius!"

A group of Ministry of Magic fighters unexpectedly discovered that under Maca's excellent fighting skills, they hardly had much to intervene.

But the wizards who are dedicated to searching and fighting are not ordinary people after all. They also took this opportunity to cooperate with Maca to suppress the flame monster.

However, under extreme power, all this seems to be a little weak.

Although everyone's curse can temporarily suppress each other, it is only temporarily.After all, containment is only containment, and if the effect of harming the enemy is not achieved, then there is only time left.

Seeing that someone from the Ministry of Magic came out to help, Maca finally got a moment of free time, he immediately held his breath and waved his wand suddenly.

"Floating into the air," he yelled, "Maximize!"

Suddenly, the rubble that fell everywhere because of the battle just now floated up in large areas, and gathered in front of Maca.

In the next moment, as his magic wand was pointed again, the broken stones were connected to each other and turned into a stone figure close to three people tall.

This is a stone giant made by Maca imitating the summoning magic of ancient wizards by using Transfiguration.

However, this rudimentary thing not only looks rather rough, but also has a loose structure. Under the terrifying power of the opponent, it may not last long.

He controlled the stone giant to stride forward. The heavy body and the limited control of Transfiguration made its actions seem a bit slow, but its power was beyond doubt.

The weird man who had been swinging his fist to smash a large number of flying rocks to pieces was beaten by the stone giant and fell to the ground. Half of the man suddenly sank into the ground.

It can be seen that the opponent's arm supporting the defense seems to have deformed-this is the first time I have seen him injured since the battle.

However, such injuries angered him.

As the opponent screamed hoarsely and madly, the black energy that kept lingering in his body seemed to be alive, and burst out.

The sudden expansion of the black energy extinguished the flames of the Lihuo bottle attached to him.

Immediately afterwards, his other hand clenched a fist and hit the stone giant's arm. After a loud bang, the rubble suddenly splashed and shot.

In a blink of an eye, Stone Giant had lost half of his arm!

Maca immediately controlled the stone giant to raise his foot and step on the opponent. It could be seen that the continuous application of this transformation technique made him feel very difficult.

Just after a few exchanges, his Transfiguration became unstable, and the stone giant once again turned into a piece of rubble...

At this moment, the other party turned to face Maca.

"no solution anymore……"

The panting Maca seemed to have made some decision. He stepped on the ground suddenly, then retreated a long distance.

He stopped looking at the enemy who was chasing this way, and focused his attention on the wand in his hand.

As the wand trembles, the tip of the wand traverses dense and mysterious trajectories in the air. The invisible magic power is rapidly condensing, and several Phoenician magic texts composed of solid magic threads appear one by one.

"What is he going to do?"

Seeing that the weird man broke through everyone's barrier and rushed to Maca's front, the powerful fist almost touched the tip of his nose, but he didn't even lift his eyelids.

The situation is changing too fast. There seems to be a little hope in the last second. Is it going to be defeated in the next second?

Several hitters worked hard to release the curse, but the effect was disappointing. Is this the end?

But in the next moment, everyone's movements froze.

A dazzling icy blue light lit up on the wand in that child's hand, and a mysterious symbol suddenly appeared on the tip of the wand; at the same time, a dazzling blue-and-white beam of light burst out quickly, just pushing it like that. The weird man, full of black energy, rushed hundreds of feet all the way.

Just on the stone slabs of the street, in a long ravine, the gravel and soil have frozen.

The black energy on that weird person has been completely broken and dissipated, and he himself, covered with layers of ice crystals, looks chilly.

Everyone felt that the originally quite low temperature in Hogsmeade Village seemed to have dropped several degrees again.

The blue-white beam of light soon disappeared, and Maca panted heavily, barely standing on the street, still watching the huge ice block he made himself.

His right hand dropped weakly to his side, trembling slightly, as if ice scum fell from his hand.

As for the wand, it had already fallen to the ground because it was unable to hold it tightly.

This is the first time he has tried to use his research results in actual combat in such a long time.However, using the Phoenician magic text to force the use of the power of the rule rune is almost a fight for life.

So far, Maca still cannot sense his own magic without the help of the rune pattern.As far as his behavior is concerned, it is even more difficult than a blind person to write.

But if he doesn't blog like this once, in a few seconds, he really won't be able to hold it.You know, the abilities he learned from the assassin are time-limited!

After a while, seeing that the guy seemed not to jump out of the ice, Maca sat down on the ground.

The battle was too hard, although he always responded calmly, but he still saw the smile of death several times.He is really exhausted.

The Aurors and the batters all gathered around, seeming to want to ask something, but Maca obviously didn't have the energy to respond.

"... Let's talk about it when Professor Dumbledore arrives!"

He waved his hand casually, then took out a bottle of potion and poured it into himself.

After a while, Dumbledore Apparated and appeared beside Maca.

He glanced roughly at the scene, and his eyes quickly fell on the big ice tuft hundreds of feet away.

"McLean," Dumbledore personally helped Maca up, and he asked softly, "Do you know anything?"

Maca shook his head.

"You bring people to Lupin first, and leave it to me to deal with it..."

...

Maca sent Blake, who was still in a coma, to Lupin's office, but if he was asked to explain, he really couldn't say anything. As a last resort, Maca simply pushed all on Dumbledore. .

"Professor Lupin, Professor Dumbledore asked me to bring you here. I only know that this is probably not related to Peter Pettigrew..."

In fact, when the black air was blown away at the end, he had already seen it from a distance, it was definitely that Peter Pettigrew did not run away!