Hogwarts Begins in 1938

Chapter 305 No. 8

"Damn it, what's going on?!" Samilinde moaned as he wiped his nosebleed.

"Curse, it must be a curse!" The adjutant murmured as he looked around at the teammates who were falling one after another with straight eyes.

After being in a daze for a while, the adjutant looked stern, pointed at the figure hiding behind the person writing and writing, and shouted, "It must be that guy with the cat face!"

Hearing what he said, Samilinde, who was a little dizzy, also recalled the actions of the guy with the cat face before the war. It seems that since he started writing and drawing, people on their side began to die.

Although I don't know what the curse is and what the principle is, but this kind of curse of instant death, I also know that it will not be so easy to defend against.However, as long as he can deal with the person who cast the spell, it should be fine, just like how Hai Wen dealt with Xiaola back then.

"Damn it, if the native Indians are willing to disclose their own magic, we might be able to prepare some countermeasures in advance." The adjutant looked at the other side bitterly and said coldly.

"I'll talk about that later, let's deal with it first. I underestimated them. I didn't expect them to have such a hand." Shamilinde waved his hand, looked at the opposite side intently, and concentrated on thinking about countermeasures, how to make a surprise attack to solve this trouble.

At this time, the two parties have already started fighting, but unlike the first time they fought Gulivi, the American wizards who came here this time are all well-trained elites, and the large protective barriers that jointly cast spells are not used. No worse than Grindelwald's army.

For a moment, it seemed as if the two parties each put a large tortoise shell on top of each other, and then slammed on the other's shell, knocking off the other side first.

At this time, the American wizards had the upper hand due to their front and back attacks and their superiority in numbers. Grindelwald's army still had a bit of difficulty dealing with both sides at the same time, but they could persist for a while.

And just when the two sides were knocking on each other's shells, Haiwen's actions were undoubtedly digging meat out of the American shell.The ambush soldiers who just appeared in the back, because there is no information, and Haiwen doesn't know their names, they don't meet the conditions for using the Death Note, but the little two thousand in front of them probably know everything about them.

As he wrote with several quills at the same time, more and more people were recorded in the notebook. Except for the guy whose own magic power was strong and beyond the ability of the notebook, all of them fell to the ground after a while , Let the morale of the Grindelwald army be boosted, and at the same time make the opponent feel frightened.

"We can't go on like this. If we go on like this, I'm afraid we haven't worn out their defenses, and our own people will die!" Samilinde pondered for a moment, looking at the panic-stricken looks of the people around him, knowing that we can't If the guy with the cat face continues, his curse must be interrupted.

Having made up his mind, Samilinde ordered to the adjutant: "Get someone ready..."

Before he could finish his words, a shocking wave of magic power suddenly erupted from the opposite side. Even in such a chaotic scene, everyone felt the terrifying power of the magic power explosion.

Then I saw a blue flame dragon suddenly soaring into the sky from the opposite side, and then crashed into the defensive barriers of those ambush wizards, bursting out of the sky full of flames.

Hearing the cheers erupting from his own people on the opposite side, and looking at the barrier that still existed, Samilinde wiped off his sweat with some gratitude: "It's okay, it's okay~"

Just a few minutes ago, after writing down hundreds of names, Hai Wen stopped short of breath. Although his curse-killing technique seemed simple, as long as he just wrote the names on the notebook, in fact, there were For consumption, he needs to lock the person with his spirit, and then write it to take effect.

After masturbating hundreds of them at once, even he couldn't take it anymore, so he had to slow down.Looking at the team on the opposite side, although it was much sparser, but still full of people, he groaned: "It can't be done, I have to find another way. It won't work if I'm squeezed dry with this thing."

Enduring the headache from the needles, he found Lao Ge, explained the situation, and suggested: "It's not an option to go on like this. Being pinched back and forth, the strength is too scattered. Let's take advantage of the current situation, how about solving one side first?" ?”

Lao Ge looked at Haiwen who was speaking weakly, nodded, and agreed with his plan. Although he originally hoped that Haiwen could directly solve the problem by killing him with a curse, but he couldn't continue at this time, so he could only Can come strong.

Seeing Lao Ge nodding, Hai Wen rubbed his head, and suggested again: "The people in front, I have solved part of them. They are much smaller than us now, so let's solve them first."

Shaking his head, Lao Ge walked towards the back of the team and said, "Since we have decided to deal with one first, we will naturally choose a strong one."

Following Lao Ge and standing still behind, looking at the opposite side through the barrier, Haiwen looked confused, didn't the persimmons want to pick the soft ones?Still wanting to persuade him again, Lao Ge muttered softly: "If this can be solved, it shouldn't be a loss to use it."

After finishing speaking, Lao Ge took out a thumb-sized vial from his pocket, which contained a blood-red medicine.

"Hey? This is it?" Haiwen looked at the somewhat familiar style and asked.

Lao Ge opened the vial and poured the half-frozen jelly-like medicine in the vial into his mouth, his frowning brows slightly eased, and he smacked his lips: "It's surprisingly delicious, um, it's much better than that damn curse-breaking medicine before. gone."

Looking at Haiwen next to him, Lao Ge handed over the empty bottle: "Didn't she give you the magic burst potion No. 8 that Elena researched not long ago?"

Haiwen took the vial and looked at the label, and it turned out to be Elena's handwriting, which said "No.8 Magic Power Explosion". He also took out an identical vial from the ring: "I took a vial before, but I haven’t tried it, but I think the No. 4 used before is quite good.”

Feeling the magical power gradually rising in his body, Lao Ge shook his head with a smile: "This is different from the original No. 4, it's far from it." Thinking about the list reported by the logistics department before, his cheeks twitched and added He said: "It's much more expensive!"

"Huh?" Originally, he wanted to say something more about Hai Wen, but when he felt the magical power overflowing from Lao Ge's body beside him, he immediately closed his mouth and watched quietly.

"This thing was originally used to die together at the moment of death. It can convert all vitality into magic power and burst out at once. However, didn't you take a Sorcerer's Stone? Elena added a Sorcerer's Stone to it, not only eliminating The fatal side effect is also much stronger. Take care, so that you won’t waste it indiscriminately in the future.”

After finishing speaking, Lao Ge gritted his teeth, the veins on his face trembled, and he seemed to be struggling to lift his wand. The magic power that was originally diffused around him suddenly increased at an exaggerated speed.

The originally invisible magic power seemed to have turned into substance, forcing Haiwen to take a few steps back and stay away, so that he didn't feel so depressed.

In the next moment, a blue line of fire shot out from Lao Ge's wand. At first, it was only the thickness of a finger. With Lao Ge's explosive shout, the surge of magic power seemed to have gone. The fire line expanded instantly, and turned into a A giant dragon covering the sky and the sun rammed towards the opposite side.

"Hey, I feel that the power is not worse than the last time when Lao Ge led people to cast the spell in a unified way. Is this thing so effective? Did you add a stimulant?"

Haiwen glanced at the fierce fire dragon, then at the number 8 in his hand, and couldn't help but want to try it.

(End of this chapter)