Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Was the letter that Willie's father sent to Maca really just to convey the message that she was enough to deal with the basilisk?

No, of course not.

Just a basilisk will not pose a threat to the Blois Patriarch who has the heritage of ancient summoning techniques, even if this basilisk is obviously extraordinary.

At this point, not only Mr. Blois himself had complete certainty, but even Maca knew it.After all, he had personally fought this man in the underground vault of the Dark Spirit Pavilion.

So, what exactly is Blois who wants to inform Maca through that urgent letter and that "rest assured"?

At this point, the answer is actually obvious.

...

Not long after Akinbad, who had lost his arm and had a blind eye, arrived at Fort Blois, in the foothills of the Monaco border.

The capable short witch suddenly raised her head and glanced in the opposite air-in that direction, a red light shot straight up, shining with eye-catching light.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

"It seems that the basilisk wants to break through there again... Two people stay here, the others close their eyes and follow me!"

Before the words finished, the short witch suddenly flashed, moving away with the distortion of the space.The other companions disappeared in place one by one according to her command, and in the end only two of them were left on standby.

In the next moment, on the other side of the hillside, a group of figures appeared one after another.

It can be seen that they all closed their eyes decisively in order to prevent the death sight of the basilisk when they appeared.Only the short witch had his eyes open, but as soon as she appeared, she lowered her eyes and looked only at the bushes in front of her.

Obviously, since the whole team was almost planted on the poisonous mist last time, she won't be fooled this time.

"Are everything okay?"

According to the surrounding sounds, the basilisk has indeed appeared, right at the edge of the poisonous mist.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

In order to maintain the formation with their eyes closed, the group of wizards staying here mostly stood in place and cast spells to contain the basilisk.There was only one person, lying down on the grass, motionless, not knowing whether it was alive or dead.

Upon hearing the short witch questioning, it was probably a strong man of the team leader who immediately spoke:

"Vinson fell down. It is possible that he accidentally saw the basilisk's eyes directly...The others are fine, and there is no injury yet."

Although the answer was decisive and swift, after all, a companion died on the spot, and the strong man's tone still contained some regret and sentimentality.

"Well," the witch replied, and after she also cast a spell in the direction of the basilisk, she continued, "Go harder, even if you can't kill it yet, it's still possible to hurt it... No matter how bad it is, we must drive it back into the poisonous mist."&1t;i>&1t;/i>

"Yes!"

During the simple exchange between the two, the other companions once again threw a few spells on the basilisk, with explosions and crashes one after another.

Unfortunately, because there was no way to confirm whether the basilisk was injured or not, it made it difficult for them to judge a more accurate battle.

At this stage, there is probably nothing wrong with using the term "fighting" to describe it.

And just a few minutes after the wizards cast their spells and tried to suppress the basilisk, a stronger shock than before caused the short witch to shout immediately:

"Be careful, it's approaching!"

This time, the basilisk might have discovered that the short witch hadn't closed its eyes completely, so it didn't repeat its tricks, but chose to forcibly attack the encirclement here.

At this moment, if someone dared to look directly at its body, it would appear that the offensive spells so many times before actually did not really harm its body at all.At best, it left traces of different shades on its hard, magic-resistant skin.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

To be honest, a series of larger magical creatures such as basilisks and fire dragons, although they also use some talented magic, in the end they prefer to rely on tyrannical bodies to fight against enemies.

Perceiving that the basilisk is approaching quickly, the wizards present resisted the urge to retreat, capturing the path of the basilisk as much as possible.

They knew that if they couldn't help but start running backwards, they would definitely be even more unable to confirm the location of the basilisk.When the time comes, there will be nothing else to do except for whoever runs faster against his teammates.

For a moment, the wizards who judged the location of the basilisk cast their spells one by one, some hit, some missed.Fortunately, the basilisk is very large, so most of it can still hit the target.

It's just hard to know exactly how effective this series of attacks can produce.They only knew that the movement of the basilisk did not seem to be reduced as a result, but became faster.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Is it not effective at all?Or is it because you angered the other person?

At the moment when the short witch was about to let everyone retreat temporarily, a sturdy long tail suddenly appeared from the corner of her eye, and quickly drew toward her location.

She didn't have time to think about it. She leaned over and fell on the ground. The impact when her forehead hit the ground made her a little dizzy, but she still clenched her teeth to keep herself awake.

It was the second after she fell to the ground that the tail almost whizzed past her back, and the fierce airflow even moved her body a few inches to the side.

If it falls on the body, I am afraid that it will be drawn into a torn sack on the spot.

"Retreat! Retreat!" She yelled and glanced behind her, a piece that seemed to be coming here, she hurriedly said again, "Leave me alone! This is an order!"&1t;i>&1t;/ i>

Blame her for standing too far ahead-although this is mainly to guard against the poisonous mist for her companions, it is really inappropriate for a commander to stand so far forward.

This time she made a mistake in judgment.

In a hurry, the tail that had just been flicked in the horizontal direction seemed to be drawn from above to her prostrate position again. As the howling sound approached, she hurriedly closed her eyes and rolled away to one side.

Even if it’s too late, you have to try it, right?

But at this moment, there was a deafening roar in the air, and the short witch felt her waist tighten.

When she recovered, she realized that she had been pulled aside by a magic.

"boom!"

Between the clods of dirt, the basilisk's tail fell fiercely on the place where the short witch was just now, and the strength of it caused a crack on the ground.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Immediately, the Short Witch felt a scorching air wave approaching from the air, roasting her as if she was about to be lit.

"Leave all, leave it to me here... Besides, that kind of poisonous fog can be ignited and eliminated with this, just use it in the direction of spreading."

"Patriarch!"

The short witch quickly got up and looked back. At the first glance, she was attracted by the flying dragon composed of extremely hot flames.

But the flying dragon was flaring with huge wings, hanging steadily behind Patriarch Blois.Where it was, the grass scorched and burned. If you stayed longer, it might be a wildfire.

On the other side, the basilisk may instinctively sense the huge threat of the flame flying dragon, and in a blink of an eye it retreated to the vicinity of the poisonous fog.It seems that as long as there is a slight change here, it will definitely turn its head and run.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

The more intelligent creatures are, the less they like to fight head-on.At this time, facing the extremely deterrent flying dragon, even if it knew that it might not be an opponent, it would never want to fight it head-on.

Needless damage is obviously unnecessary for it.

"Patriarch, don't you want to stay with the family? The castle side..."

"There is a butler over there," Blois said casually while tossing a small bottle in his hand to the short witch, "Furthermore, President Akinbad of the International Federation of Wizards suddenly visited the castle, I asked him Bring people on guard around the castle."

The witch took the small bottle and didn't look at it carefully for the time being, just a little puzzled:

"That Mr. Akinbad... is that okay?"

However, Blois did not answer her question directly, but instead reminded: &1t;i>&1t;/i>

"The one in your hand is called'Lihuobo'. It is a work that Mr. McLean has sold out. The effect is trustworthy. After a while, you just need to smash it on the ground in the poisonous mist."

After explaining the usage, he waved his hand at the other party.

"And Mr. Akinbad is also the subject of Mr. McLean's approval. I think he is equally trustworthy... Go! Go and clean up the poisonous fog, don't let them spread to the Muggle towns outside."

After all the family wizards evacuated the place with the short witch, they saw Blois not looking at the direction where the basilisk was, but directly waved his hand on his side.

In an instant, the flame dragon that was originally hovering behind him slammed up to the ground, and then swooped around and dived high toward the basilisk.

"Roar--"

A dragon roar, accompanied by a blazing dragon breath, fell on the high head of the basilisk before it rushed to the vicinity of the basilisk.

As previously expected, the basilisk saw it, turned over and wanted to dive into the poisonous mist, the speed was amazing.Only in the blink of an eye, the Dragon's Breath did not catch up, but ruthlessly roasted the land where it was originally into a piece of coke.

However, although the dragon's breath of the flame flying dragon also swept a little poisonous mist, the latter still remained unchanged, as if the two had not touched at all.

However, the flame dragon would not care about poisonous fog or something.As long as the master's command does not change, even if the enemy gets into the sea, it will plunge down decisively.

As soon as the two sides ran away and pursued them, they both got into the poisonous mist within a few seconds, and they never saw the trail again.

Only at this time, Blois turned his head and looked into the poisonous mist, silently, and didn't know what he was thinking about.

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