Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Harry, who took a short break behind the battlefield and was healed, has already rushed to the front again.

Although he holds the Gryffindor sword in his hand, he can still cast spells, but his main combat power is after all his outstanding melee ability. In contrast, magic can only be used occasionally as an auxiliary.

However, the fog has completely enveloped the group of living corpses.If the field of vision is extremely poor, and then rush into the enemy's encirclement to fight as before, the huge disadvantage will undoubtedly be fatal.

Not to mention, it is speculated that there are more difficult enemies in the mist.

Under Kingsley's strict prohibition, Harry had to temporarily abandon the way of breaking into the enemy group and join the anticipation team led by Sirius.

Of course, since he could only swing his wand and cast spells in the mist, the combat power Harry could provide immediately took a turn for the worse.Even if his duel skill is not low in the calculation, it is equivalent to an Auror player in the final analysis, even if he himself feels... his existence seems to be a little painless.

"Thunderbolt explosion" "Bang!"

After casting another explosive spell and flashing an unremarkable orange red in the fog, Harry suddenly withdrew a little later, letting the second row of wizards who were always ready to replace him to fill his gap.

This kind of rotation attack can give the team members time to rest while maintaining the firepower as much as possible, which is especially suitable for this protracted battle.

However, this continuous attack is completely invisible because of the fog. Over time, it will make people more and more irritable due to the mechanized battle.

"It's definitely impossible to continue like this, and the speed of the group of living corpses has hardly changed..."

Harry was thinking about it. Suddenly, there was a "crackling" noise from behind, which made him hurriedly look back.

And at that moment, he saw a large group of little elves appearing from the back of the battlefield, and then raised their hands one by one.

"boom"

Pieces of red magical light were all thrown into the air, and then descended in a parabola, falling coveringly into the thick fog in front.

It was Maca's group of wild elves, they finally joined the battlefield.

They had appeared when they gathered in Spiral Town earlier, but because of the poor coordination of this group of elves, it would be difficult for others to make them act accurately without Maca present.

But in the current situation, Kingsley couldn't make such a group of outstanding combat power only guard the healer team in the rear.

And now it seems that the effect of just playing here is obviously good.

Under a covering blow from the elf, the living corpse in the mist was obviously forced to stop, and the mist temporarily stopped moving forward.

"Oh!"

It's a pity that when Kingsley's dark road wars were remarkable, the elves' chaotic nature also began to appear immediately.

"Offensive! McLean said, as long as the filthy enemies are eliminated, Lord Ferry, the friend of the ancestors, will give me rewards! Offense!"

At the order of the old elf Luck, the little guys rushed forward immediately, accompanied by some unskilled elf using space to move.The originally orderly battlefield immediately became chaotic.

Seeing the momentum of the little elves, the Qing suppression team could only dodge in a hurry and give them a way forward, so as not to be washed away by the big elves.

And then... they actually rushed into the mist that Kingsley had strictly forbidden to enter.

In the next few minutes, the wizards of a sort of cleansing team stopped casting spells one after another, staring blankly at the "rumbling" in the mist.

There is no doubt that the fighting power of those wild elves is absolutely amazing.Coupled with the large number, what kind of damage it can cause to the army of living corpses seems to be worth looking forward to.

But after a few minutes, the little elves who rushed in just now ran out in a mess, screaming like a large group of frightened monkeys and ran back to the back of the battlefield.

Although no one here can understand what they are talking about, you can tell at a glance that those little guys have suffered in the mist.

"What to look at! Go in and try!"

The wizards do not understand the ancient language of the elves, but with the talent of these elves, they can roughly understand what the wizards who stand on both sides and watch them run out are thinking.

Of course, even if they yelled at them, the suppression team seemed to understand at best.

"What kind of farce is this?"

Harry scratched his scalp and watched the elves retreat chattering. Only when he noticed that the mist was starting to drift here again, he quickly resumed the array with everyone and waved his wand vigorously.

"Your name is Luck... isn't it? That... what happened in there just now?"

Even if Kingsley didn't touch the elf's language, he still wanted to know about the situation in the mist.So, I saw him stop in front of the elder elf, and began to interrogate bluntly.

"Huh? What happened?" Before Old Luck spoke, a young Elf tribe waved his hand and said loudly, "Formidable enemy, do you understand? Formidable...enemy...idiot!"

The little guy also gestured at Kingsley a few times, seeing the other man's face stunned, and instantly making a face as if he lost his patience.

"How about the courtesy of the elf?"

Old Rack patted the little guy's head vigorously, and then he tried his best to describe the scene in the mist to Kingsley.

But when he found that Kingsley still hadn't figured it out, he couldn't help but muttered "idiot".

"Anyway, I waited until the elf only attacked from a distance... That's it."

If Kingsley could understand this sentence, he might have been screaming "It should have been this way".But in any case, it couldn't be better to let these little elves participate in the battle as planned.

Seeing the slightly reduced number of wild elves regroup in the back of the battlefield, even if they were just bunched up indiscriminately and had no intention of lining up, Kingsley couldn't help but sigh in secret.

At this moment, Sirius, who had left the Qing Suppression team and returned to Spiral Town, finally revealed his figure not far away accompanied by a burst of space distortion.

"Kings"

Before the newly-appearing Sirius had had time to speak, in the fog that had just been tossed by the group of elves on the front line, a certain kind of change suddenly occurred, which attracted the attention of everyone including him.

"That is?"