Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

? "Damn it! Too few people have completed the second ritual step!"

In front of the church, Martin fights against Malfoy and his son alone.

Although no one knows yet, why didn't he get more powerful power from his "teacher" Helbo.But as a wizard who was not particularly outstanding, he was actually good enough.

You know, Lucius, as the Patriarch of the Malfoy family, was once the main Death Eater member of Voldemort, his duel level will naturally not be low.And his son Draco has not had room for relaxation in the past few years, so his performance at the moment is truly remarkable.

But Martin was not afraid of the combination of the father and son, always maintaining a steady rhythm as he advanced and retreated.Although he has a tendency to be suppressed somewhat, if no accident happens, he is absolutely impossible to lose at least for a while.

However, Martin now discovered that he had somewhat misjudged the strength of the two sides just now.

Originally, according to his judgment, as long as 30 or 40% of the believers he had gathered had completed the second step of the ritual, then he was completely sure to drive back the wizards brought by Lucius Malfoy.And if the number of people who complete the ceremony can reach 50%, luck may be enough to leave a few hostages.

It was a pity that the skinny reality told him that the people who increased the strength of the spell through the second step of the magic ritual accounted for at most 20% of the total.

"Obviously, compared to the first step of the ceremony, the second step is much less difficult...These guys are really unbearable!"

Martin thought with some annoyance, and with a fierce wave of his wand, he blocked the powerful crushing spell cast by Lucius with the Iron Armor Curse.

Then, he saw him take two steps to the side just right, accurately avoiding the trap spell Draco had cast on his feet.

"Hmph, if it weren't for the teacher's instructions, I wouldn't let any of these guys go!"

Martin's mutter in his heart, naturally no one would hear it.To be honest, now he can't help feeling upset.

Seeing that the number of the two sides in this underground church is similar, the specific situation of the battle can only be said to be a close match. Whether you come and I fight on both sides is very lively.

However, this is a waste of time in Martin's view.

"Do you want to retreat temporarily?"

If he continues to drag down the time like this, Helbo will not come to help him-as an apprentice accepted by the other party, Martin knows this very well.

Therefore, the longer the fighting lasts, the more disadvantaged they are.After all, although Helbo will not come, the possibility that Makar McLean will suddenly appear here will increase.

But at about this moment, the fighting crowd finally heard the first cry tonight...At this moment, the first person injured by the curse had also appeared.

...

"There are so many obstacles!"

In the melee, Pansy threw another obstacle curse, trying to relieve the pressure of the constant pressing around her.

And just now, she heard the painful cry in the field.It can be distinguished that the exclaimed voice happened to belong to the witch who spoke to Maca last time.

"It's going to be endless..."

While hurriedly looking at the surrounding situation, Pansy once again fended off a coma spell that was a bit poorly accurate.But at this moment, she saw a slightly short cultist hit by a rather powerful disarming curse. As the wand was blown into the air by this shot, the little wizard also The unexpectedly powerful impact flew upside down.

Upon seeing this, Pansy subconsciously cast a floating spell, and then stretched out his hand to catch the opponent's body.

"Are you OK?"

Before the words fell, another red light burst into the air from the other side, so Pansy had to raise his head again and wave his stick to resist the spell cast by someone else.

"...It's okay, thank you."

Immediately, Pansy heard the little wizard in his arms say thanks-the voice was soft and glutinous, and a little shrill, obviously a female.

But to be honest, this witch is too small, right?Is it possible to be a first-year student?

Compared to the terrible gatherings in this underground church, Pansy's own age is already small enough... Could it be said that there are really people younger than her also mixed in?

"Can you stand up?" Pansy didn't have the time to lower his head, but he could only half-hold the opponent casually, "You don't have a magic wand, you definitely can't fight... just follow me first! Don't get too far away."

This is undoubtedly a good opportunity to make friends with others. Although she doesn't know the meaning of being with such a "child", she still shows her kindness to the other party.

There is no way, in this chaotic battle, you can also take care of the task of Maca, which is not easy for Pansy.Rather than gaining nothing in the end, it's better to be able to contact one, right?

"Floating into the air!"

After fending off a few more curses rushing to their side, Pansy managed to turn up the prayer benches beside them, stacking them up and blocking them behind them.

"Sooner or later you will be unstoppable if you continue like this, so hide first!"

She dragged the little child Witch down and squatted down so that they wouldn't be attacked before the heavy benches were destroyed.

Only then did Pansy have time to look down at the little child witch.But at the moment she lowered her head, she couldn't help but froze for a moment.

She found that the hood that was originally worn on the opponent's head had already flipped to the back when it was knocked into the air just now, and the face that had been hidden in the shadow for the first time was naturally exposed to her now.

"You..." Pan Xi said in a daze, "Do you have fairy blood?"

That face did look exactly as she expected, with delicate white skin, rosy lips, and cheeks with a little baby fat.

However, the time passed still leaves her face with maturity that does not meet the apparent age.

However, to say that this was a female fairy, Pansy didn't find the five-short figure that looked like a dwarf that was unique to a fairy.

Thinking about it this way, it is unknown that this little child witch may be a goblin hybrid.

"what!"

In Pansy's subconscious questioning, the other party seemed to realize that his hood had fallen in half, and turned his hat up in a panic.

"Hug, sorry..."

"No, you don't need to care too much," Pansy said. "Actually, the professor of spells at Hogwarts is a goblin hybrid. I don't think it's a big deal."

In fact, Pansy's words are somewhat insincere, she said so in order to complete the task.

For the descendants of a pure-blood family, the hybrid of wizards and humanoid magical creatures has always been a race that should be rejected.Even Professor Flitwick, like her Pansy, and Malfoy and others privately have occasional criticisms, only because of the other party's achievements do not dare to easily contempt.

Of course, compared to the giant hybrids like Hagrid who has always been known for their stupidity, the shrewd goblin hybrids are actually treated better among wizards.

However, if there is a fairy hybrid like Flitwick's self-esteem and self-confidence, there is bound to be a fairy hybrid who feels inferior to his blood like this little child witch.

Hearing Pansy's wrongful comfort, the other party only smiled softly, but did not thank him again for it.Perhaps, she has been used to all kinds of praise or derogation.

"Be careful!"

Suddenly, Pansy heard a sharp reminder from the little child Wu Wu beside him.This made her hurriedly raised her head again, the magic wand in her hand also habitually traced out a trajectory, dangerously and dangerously cast a rather hasty iron armor curse.

Suddenly, the magical brilliance exploded in front of the two of them, blocking their sight.

In this chaotic battle, losing sight is obviously quite dangerous.Pansy's heart immediately alarmed, making her fall to the ground without hesitation, and even the little witch with her little child was pushed onto the rough and cold ground by her.

In the next moment, a flame of fire passed over the two of them, and it quickly and violently hit the prayer chair that Pansy had just set up.

"Bang! Wow!"

Pansy felt a sharp pain in her shoulder as the sawdust flew, and she almost couldn't hold the wand in her hand.

It seems that the blast curse that was shot from nowhere just blasted the bench, causing a piece of wood thorn to accidentally pierce her back shoulder.

"Can't stay here anymore, look for it, where can we go to hide!"

Enduring the pain, she got up and looked around, but only saw the chaos around her. There was no safe place in this underground church.

This is really terrible-she can neither choose to use Apparition to leave, nor can she find any hiding place in this unobstructed space.

Before Draco asked his father Lucius to bring someone to attack, didn't he think about keeping his hands at least?

In such a complicated battle situation, if both parties were not scrupulous about the use of the Unforgivable Curse, I am afraid she would have to die here!

On the other hand, Martin seemed to be unwilling to leave just like that.

After all, most wizards understand that in a duel, the distracted retreating party will definitely suffer losses, which is an obvious common sense.

As the curses flew around one after another, Pansy was struggling to resist it more and more. Seeing her, she was thinking about whether to leave the "cumbersome" around her that prevented her from avoiding.

But in the next second, Martin, who was constantly fighting against Malfoy and his son, finally knew that he couldn't do anything. If he dragged on, he would really be in danger of encountering that McLean.

"Pay attention to cover each other!"

However, he saw three shocks from his face violently swinging his stick, and then while leaping to the side, he slammed something on the ground.

"Ready to retreat!"