As I said before, since childhood, Thomas didn't think he would be anything special.

Even later, he had come to his senses, and once wanted to try harder while he still had so much momentum.But the ambition he showed was nothing more than a certificate as a senior breeder and a better job.

But now, as to whether he is so special or not, Thomas finally dare not be so sure in his heart.

Maybe... I really have some special points that surpass ordinary people, even he himself hasn't discovered it.

For example, he actually has the unexpected talent of "casting a powerful disarming spell in the face of the enemy"?

"laugh--"

Thinking like this, Thomas ran out of the alley and smiled wryly by the way--what kind of special ability is this?Sounds stupid!

However, it was such a stupid guess that he had to believe.

Because just now, he accidentally cast a super disarming spell in an emergency, but for some reason he had another impulse and waved his magic wand again before leaving the corner of the lane.

That is not accidental!It's really not accidental!

At that moment, he actually successfully cast a dazzling crimson magic light arc once again, knocking the enemy who had just gotten up again!

why?How did I do it?Thomas is not sure.

He only knew that his life might really be about to usher in a huge change.

"But... why did I want to try again impulsively just now? Why could I still swing my staff so calmly when I saw the mad wizard rising from the ground?"

If that kind of impulse happens to others—such as those brave Gryffindor and proud and confident Slytherin, Thomas will certainly not feel any surprise.

But just now, the person who casts the second disarming curse calmly like that, is he who has always been timid and not brittle when making decisions.

Where does the confidence come from?

I don't know why, but he has cast a powerful spell that is unexpected to him twice in a row, but Thomas only feels extraordinarily weird.It was as if... I suddenly became no longer myself, but possessed by something else.

Wu Zi shook his head, he didn't think about it for the time being, it's better to run farther now.Although the two disarming spells just now were powerful, they only knocked the mad wizard out. Right now, he had better run away first, avoiding that guy before thinking about other things.

Before he knew it, Thomas had already run a long distance, completely getting rid of the terrifying mad wizard.

However, the so-called wave only calmed down and the wave started again.

When Thomas was trying to find a place to hide, take a breath, and ask a Muggle for directions, a cry of exclamation suddenly sounded from behind a house on the side of the street, making his heart startled.

Is trouble coming again?

With Thomas’ temperament, the immediate reaction should be to turn his head and run away-the body whispering sounds like a woman’s voice, maybe a Muggle woman was attacked, but that means he must go Save people?

No, he doesn't want to die either!

After finally escaping the near-death situation time and time again, he wanted to return home safely and stay with his wife and children.

Thomas is not a cold-blooded person, but his kindness can only be shown to some cats and puppies who have been abandoned and hungry.

At this time, all he could do was leave silently... Yes, it should be like this.

However, just as Thomas gritted his teeth and turned back, intending to stay away from this place of right and wrong, another impulse that came from nowhere suddenly "surged" from the bottom of his heart.

Why should I run?I am no longer the me I used to be, I have no need to escape at all!

The inexplicable emotions swelled in Thomas's heart, driving him step by step around the Muggle house and came to the small courtyard behind the house.

Then, he saw the scene that was almost expected.

It can be seen that in the messy yard, potted plants that should have been gorgeously blooming scattered all over the ground, and the low wooden fence fell askew on the lawn.A figure was standing silently in the middle of the lawn, and the wand in his hand was already rippling with a penetrating green.

And in the corner of the courtyard on the side of the house, a young woman about the same age as Thomas's wife sat down on the ground and stepped back.

The wet mud and dust on the ground had dyed her skirt and palms into a dirty mottled brown.

What's more worth mentioning is that between the lunatic wizard and the woman, a man was lying on his back on the grass.He lost his strength all over, his chest and abdomen were stained red with blood, and the broken ribs could even be seen in the wound.

Even if his rib cage is still floating slightly, he obviously won't live long.

"...Don't come here! You...help..."

Perhaps because of excessive fear, the woman seemed a little muffled to even call for help, and couldn't even call out.If it weren't for the relatively quiet neighborhood, I guess Thomas might not have been able to hear the movement just now.

But when Thomas appeared here and saw the green light looming in the hands of the mad wizard, he subconsciously raised his wand and waved it.

"Except for your weapons—"

"Boom!"

The red arc of light cut through the air, crossed most of the yard from the side of the stone road where he was, and quickly landed on the mad wizard with his back facing him.

Last time I was able to knock down the enemy twice in a row, just because the two sides were too close, but this time it was obviously different.

Seeing that the other party seemed to have eyes behind his back, he suddenly curled up to the side and dodged this rather powerful disarming spell.

The green glow that lingered from the tip of the wand was forced to dissipate with his movements, but a fire light rushed straight towards Thomas.

The opponent's counterattack came surprisingly fast.

"Damn...what spell?"

Thomas struggled to dodge aside, while secretly complaining about himself as a student-even if he was not talented, he shouldn't have given up like that!

If he listened well in class and didn't always copy other people's answers when doing his homework, he should at least be able to recognize the curse now, and he wouldn't be caught blind as he is now.

"boom!"

In the next second, Thomas, who had evaded very embarrassedly, heard a violent explosion suddenly sounded from where he was standing.The rubble and dirt that were lifted up by the powerful impact splashed him all over.

Damn, what's the point of running over here?Just two disarming spells, so crazy that you can't remember how many things you have?

Seeing the green light on the opponent's wand lighted up again, Thomas just wanted to run away, the farther he went, the better... Although, he couldn't even be sure whether he could run away.

But at this moment...

"Avadaso--" "Bang."

An unbelievably loud crash suddenly interrupted the curse that the other party was about to complete, causing Thomas, who had just gotten up from the ground, to look up in a hurry.

Then, he saw that the young woman who was too scared to even call for help before, unexpectedly held a stone in her hand, and threw herself fit on the mad wizard.

"Kill him! Hurry... I hit him! Please, avenge my husband and children—"

"Flying sand and stone!"

Just as the woman pressed the opponent hard and screamed, the crazy wizard turned her wand backhand to create a flying curse.Suddenly, she was hit by the powerful impact to fly into the air, and then fell heavily on the messy lawn.

Fortunately, the grass was moist and soft. If the brick floor was not far away, this heavy fall would be enough for her to get rid of her life.

However, it was probably the woman's desperate posture that stimulated Thomas's heart, and some inexplicable emotion ignited his anger.

The next moment, I saw him struggling to wave his wand, and shouted as he ran forward:

"Except for your weapons!"

It's still a disarming spell, and it's still a spellcasting spell with no syllable missing-no way, he doesn't know the skill of silent spells. This awkward and ordinary way of casting spells represents his mediocre little half of life. .

However, the mediocrity of casting a spell was in sharp contrast with the dazzling arc of light bursting from the tip of the stick.

I only saw the red magical beam that resembled an electric arc sweeping across the grass, and the mud turf flew from side to side.When the mad wizard chose to dodge decisively, Thomas flicked his wand while learning the action demonstrated by the professor in his memory, and saw that the arc of light slammed into the opponent's dodge position with his movement.

I remember that Professor Flitwick once said that this technique is not ingenious, but it requires sufficient mental will to support it.Only a wizard who can fully control the curse can do it.

But somehow, at this moment Thomas felt that he could do it for granted.

"Boom!"

The impact was stronger than the previous few times and knocked the opponent out in an instant, and the magic wand in the opponent's hand was also spinning in the air and flying towards Thomas.

He glanced up at the magic wand, and then reached out to catch it, but he only raised his arm halfway, and the magic wand hit his forehead.

"Oh!"

Thomas covered his forehead and couldn't help crying out in pain.

Of course, this is not the time to relax.Although the disarming curse just now was unprecedentedly powerful, it was not enough to defeat the opponent based on the performance of those crazy wizards.

But now that guy has no wand, see what else he can use to fight himself!No matter how crazy, a toothless beast is not to be feared, is it?

"...Uh, isn't it?"

Seeing the other party opening his mouth and running towards him drooling, Thomas was stunned.

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