Hogwarts Begins in 1938

Chapter 125 Resolution and Return

"You coward who only dares to hide in the dark, you have the guts to come out and fight me face to face!"

"No, don't come here! Get out of here!"

"I surrender, I want to join you! I am an admirer of Grindelwald!"

As Haiwen harvested, listening to the occasional sounds in the ears, the people who were still in the dark gradually couldn't bear the pressure, or shouted crazily, or knelt down to beg for mercy, and so on.

But Haiwen turned a deaf ear to their words, and only a brain-dead would talk about a fair duel. When they ambush him before, these people didn't salute him. They didn't have the idea of ​​a sneak attack. Now that he has the upper hand, he naturally wants to maximize his advantage .

Waving his magic wand, he called the red figures in sight one by one, and soon only the middle-aged wizard remained.

"Bass! Rakidi! Call me back! Talk to me!" The middle-aged wizard called his teammate's name over and over again, but there was no sound in the darkness, and no one answered.

"Bastard! I'm going to kill you! Ah! Ah~! You'll be smashed to pieces! Avada looks at me! Cruciatus!..."

Haiwen quietly watched him shooting all kinds of spells in all directions. This was his last madness. He sighed inwardly, the life-and-death battle is so cruel, so he must constantly strengthen his strength to ensure It's always been the one I live for.

After a powerful eruption for a while, the wizard was panting heavily, couldn't even hold his wand steadily, trembling slightly, staring at his red and fierce eyes, trying to find Haven's figure in the dark, but it was in vain.

When he stopped, Haiwen didn't talk nonsense, and directly knocked it down with three consecutive strikes, and then scanned around to make sure that all the red figures were lying on the ground before he began to dispel the darkness.

The black gradually faded, as if the smoke was billowing, and finally dissipated after a while, and the sun shone again. After Haiwen canceled the Snake Eye Curse, he blinked and took a while to adapt to this colorful world again.

Looking at the mess and potholes all over the floor, he smacked his lips: "The strength is not bad, but it's a pity that I am stronger!"

There was no further delay, and he was also afraid that other people would come from behind. Even if he had already cast the reverse shifting spell, it was not safe. Who knows if there is any special way to come here instantly, the feeling of being besieged is not good.

After stacking the stunned or petrified guys all over the floor, Haiwen was just about to drag them back, patted his forehead, and screamed secretly, almost forgot the spoils!

Waving his magic wand, he brought the suitcases scattered on the ground to his eyes, flipped through them casually, and Haiwen nodded in satisfaction.Although those people attacked indiscriminately just now and destroyed a few, there are still six intact.But of course this was not the time to open the box. After stuffing them all into the ring, Haiwen canceled the anti-shift spell and left here.

When he reappeared on the edge of the Nurmengard construction site, he happened to see Grindelwald who was overseeing the construction.

The movement of Haiwen's apparition startled him slightly. Of course, anyone who suddenly saw a pile of people appearing in front of them would be startled. Grindelwald regained his calm just by moving his fingers slightly, which is already a sign of strong psychological quality. up.

"So many targets gathered together this time?" Grindelwald asked Seymour, who was accompanying him.

"There should be only one." Seymour looked at the crowd and was a little surprised.

"I was ambushed!" Haiwen explained with some gloom.

"Ha, I remember you said before that today is the last time, right? This is really good luck." Grindelwald pulled the corner of his mouth, looking in a good mood.

Hearing what he said, Hai Wen felt even more depressed. He obviously didn't set up any flags, why didn't he let him go through peacefully until the end, and insisted on doing this at the end?If it wasn't for his vigilance, I'm afraid the first salvo would have been resolved, and there would be no counter-kill later.

While the two were chatting, Seymour stepped forward to identify the group of people, and when he saw the middle-aged wizard, he called out in surprise: "This is Taylor!"

"Taylor Marios?" Grindelwald was also surprised, and stepped forward to glance, "It's really this guy, haha, he caused us a lot of trouble last time, and now he was captured alive, well done! "

Haiwen looked at the two of them and asked curiously, "Who is this guy? An Auror?"

"You guessed it right, the Auror of the French Ministry of Magic, or one of the strongest of them."

Hearing Grindelwald's words, Haven curled his lips with disdain: "This guy can be called the strongest? Why didn't I feel it? Could it be that other people are weaker? Then how did you beat us back last time?"

"It's wisdom! This guy is one of the few Aurors who is willing to use his brain to do things. Last time, he got the information in advance and arranged everything. He caught us off guard. This time, it was probably his idea to ambush you."

"Ah~" Haiwen knew something in his heart, but it's a pity that under his strength to break the trick, all the tricks are empty talk.

As if seeing what he was thinking, Grindelwald said earnestly: "Not everything can be solved by strength, and wizards are not reckless people who can only wield magic wands!"

"But everything is empty talk without strength! Just like this guy! If they were stronger, maybe it would not be them lying here, but me being imprisoned in the prison of the Ministry of Magic!"

Haiwen replied unconvinced, anyway, he is from the force faction, and the strategy is too annoying. If you know something, don’t be sold and just count the money. If you let him count people, it’s better to just let him do the killing Curse happy.

Grindelwald froze, and couldn't help but mourn for Taylor for a second. His plan was actually good. More than a dozen Aurors were enough to ambush anyone. It's just that Hewen's strength was too foul, which led to the fall short.

Instead of arguing with Haiwen about the question that is destined to have no answer, he waved his hands with a little disgust: "Go back and study your spells, and leave these people to us. You don't like those things anyway!"

"..." Haiwen looked at Lao Ge, who was crossing the river and demolishing the bridge, with all kinds of MMPs in his heart. At first, he wanted to attend the interrogation or something, but he was blocked by a sentence. His mission has been completed, so it's pointless to stay any longer, he might as well go home and see Elena, it's strange that he hasn't seen him for such a long time.

Looking at Haven who just disappeared into the air, Seymour said softly: "He seems to be angry."

After standing still for a while, Grindelwald breathed a sigh of relief and said, "No matter how strong you are, you are still a child, and it is better for a child to be simple. Let's go, let's see what surprises Taylor can bring us, maybe France depends on him."

(End of this chapter)