Hogwarts: Harry Potter and the Glock 18.

Chapter 11 Ebony and White Ivory: Hunt in the Jungle

"Boom~"

The trigger on the Remington M870 shotgun is pulled, and the scattered spells don't fly very far, but are excellent at close quarters.

Hit by the scattering spell, the Horned Camel glared at the leader of the team with its blood-red eyes, lowered its head and showed its horns at him, and charged away like a bulldozer.

The spell bombarded on him could not cause effective damage at all. The man dodged left and right, and the wand in his hand was constantly switching. For a while, he used Remington to blast the magic that stunned the horned camel, and for a while he used Bray The tower quickly deformed the terrain under his feet, allowing himself to escape, but the entanglement for more than ten seconds was so exciting that it was dizzying.

"Captain! Be careful!"

After being teased several times, the Horned Camel became more and more irritable. It directly smashed the half-meter-thick mud wall with brute force, and its sharp horns cut off the tree hugged by one person. The threat of death was falling on the captain. , His left hand was pierced by a sharp long horn, leaving only a layer of skin connected, with the shaking of the horn, his left arm was torn and thrown away.

The tickling magic behind him couldn't make the horned camel deviate from the target, and the remaining three Aurors, who were about to burst into tears, desperately pulled the trigger to cast the spell, but magic also has its own limitations.

The only thing that can deal with magic is magic. Obviously, their magic is too weak, and the anti-magic thick skin of the horned camel is not so effective.

With a whistling sound of '咻~', a slender red pulse laser surpassed the slow-flying spell in an instant. Harry, who was half kneeling on the ground and aiming, retrieved his shotgun, and pointed at the horned camel. A high-energy pulsed laser shot from the beast's fragile ass.

A high-pitched scream rang out. Although the horned camel with bloody chrysanthemum was only slightly traumatized, the feeling of being hit by a high-energy laser beam on this sensitive part is no less than a red-hot steel bar being stuffed in its eye. , The unpretentious laws of physics can occasionally produce miraculous effects.

Immediately, the horned camel jumped up on the spot, dropped the captain whose left hand had been cut off, and stared at Harry's direction.

He dug the ground, and the four-toed hoof dug a big hole in the ground.

However, facing the murderous prey, the hunter closed his left eye and pulled the trigger.

"Hey~"

Another beam of high-energy pulsed laser was fired, and the horned camel, which was unable to react in time, was directly hit in the left eye. However, its rough skin and thick flesh were beyond Harry's imagination. Even the most fragile eye, the laser beam could not be shot. It pierced through, but the pain was so beastly that it closed its eyes and headed towards the horn with a kind of frightening ferocity.

"咻~咻~"

Two consecutive pulse lasers hit the horned camel's left eye again, but the closed eyes were covered by eyelids. The shotgun in Harry's hand could only burn off a few eyelashes of the horned camel, not even the skin. break.

"If I have money in the future! I will definitely get an Armstrong swinging armstrong elephant hunting pulse hand cannon!"

Harry threw away the shotgun and flew to the side. The gigantic figure of the Horned Camel smashed half of the rock that was still incomplete before, and smashed a century-old giant tree as thick as three people hugging each other.

"Rough skin and thick flesh!"

Harry, who rolled up from the ground, did not run away. If the beast opened his eyes, he would definitely be chased to death here.

"I'll fuck your uncle!"

"Floating into the sky!"

Harry pulled the trigger on his own feet. The Levitation Curse could not make him take off, but it could greatly reduce his own weight. Harry, who jumped more than three meters, jumped directly onto the back of the Horned Camel. Here is The blind spot where its horns can't reach.

"Passed out!"

Harry, who almost stuck the muzzle of the Glock on the back of its head, gritted his teeth and pulled the white ivory trigger. The ebony in his left hand also let out a dull roar, and the four stun spells per second were like a hammer. Generally, they beat the back of the horned camel's head continuously.

"Quicker! Faster!"

The speed at which White Ivory spit out the spell seems to have sped up a bit, and the horned camel's front hooves went limp, and it wobbled and didn't stand still.

"Can you two still move? Help me!"

The two uninjured Aurors who were yelled at by Harry immediately raised their wands, and the flying spells were stabilized at three shots per second, which was the limit for the two of them. Not everyone can have a Kato Hand of the Eagle, it depends on talent.

"Captain, hold on! I call support!"

With a piece of meat bitten off and his stomach cut, Wood gritted his teeth and raised his Colt python, aimed at his head and pulled the trigger. The anti-apparition had been cancelled, and he instantly move away.

The angry horned llama shook its head. The stun spells of the three of Harry couldn't stun him, but it also made him a little dizzy.

Maybe three or five seconds later, with a series of 'bang bang bang', four Aurors Apparated to the scene, they raised their wands without saying a word, and shot a red spell.

The purple-gray beast weighing at least three or four tons was brought down, and Harry was thrown out when he fell, but a soft cushion caught him, and the round-faced female Auror named Tonks by the captain After catching Harry, she was staggered and fell to the ground, but her red face was full of joy.

"Thank you! Thank you!"

She hugged Harry tightly, tears dripping down her cheeks.

The other Aurors who were relieved at the side also cast a thankful look at Harry. If it weren't for Harry's restraint, their excellent captain might have fallen into the hands of this horned beast. It wasn't because there were not enough Aurors. Strong, but to fight against such a rough-skinned and thick-skinned crazy monster when they are restricted by apparation. They are also human beings, and wizards are not superhuman, at least not in terms of physical fitness.

"Don't cry, don't cry, am I alright, Tonks?"

Harry broke free from the somewhat suffocating embrace, and instead spoke to comfort the big sister who was several years older than him.

"How do you know my name?" Tonks raised his head, looked at Harry in a daze, and the tears stopped.

"Perhaps we've met before?"

"How is that possible?" Tonks grinned and wiped his tears with his sleeve.

"Didn't your captain call your name just now?"

"That's right, Captain!" Tonks paused abruptly, "Captain, don't die! Captain!"

Tonks, who ran quickly towards the direction where the captain fell just now, shouted mournfully, and the tears that stopped dripped again.

"Go, go, howl! I'm not dead, just take it, it will take a few minutes."

The captain who was hugged by Tonks spoke angrily, but there was a smile on his pale face due to blood loss.

"They're all big girls, why are you crying?"

He rubbed Tonks' head and pushed her head aside, "Don't rub your nose on me, it's hard to wash off."

A group of people laughed hahaha, and the atmosphere was much more cheerful.

An Auror tied up the sloppy wizard who was stunned by Harry, and his wand was confiscated, and the comatose man was limply floating in mid-air, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

"This bastard can really run."

The captain who had already stopped the bleeding and used a spell to barely connect his arm kicked the unconscious man, spat and cursed bitterly.

He walked up to Harry, but he hesitated before speaking.

"Are you Harry Potter?"

He recognized Harry by looking at the odd scar on Harry's forehead.

"Yes, I'm Harry Potter, hello Captain."

Harry reached out and shook the man's hand.

"I'm Jason Graff." He introduced himself, and then spoke loudly to the others: "Our Harry Potter is back! The Boy Who Lived is back!"

"You know, Harry, a lot of people know what you said in the pub, but you're not just a lucky one. If it weren't for you, I would have stayed in St. Mungol's for a few months if I didn't die, but It’s not like taking an arm like this now.”

"When I go back this time, I will definitely write to the minister and ask him to build a monument for the heroes of ten years ago."

"But that guy Fudge," he pouted and said in a low voice, "We can't expect him to do anything. I can only say that I will do my best."

"Thank you again, son."

Jason gave Harry a strong hug, which made him grin his teeth in pain, and he accidentally strained his left hand too.

"It's good that I can help. That guy attacked me, and I did it for self-defense."

"But you should have just received the notice, right, did you practice the spell yourself?"

Seeing Harry nod his head, Jason grinned, "Then I am even more sure now that you will definitely not be a mediocre person in the future, you will make a great career!"

"If you are interested, you might as well take the Auror assessment later. I believe that with you here, the magic world will be more peaceful, like this guy."

He glanced at the slovenly man again, "Azkaban will never be full."

"You came here to hunt?"

After seeing Harry pick up his shotgun, Jason looked at the recoilless Muggle laser gun.

"Yeah, it's my birthday today, and I'm spending it at my grandfather's house. I'm here to go up the mountain to hunt deer, but"

Harry glanced at the mountain in the distance, quickly raised the gun, aimed and pulled the trigger, and fired the last high-energy laser beam.

"It's not bad to go back and roast a lamb, and the taste of the lamb is also very good."

He pulled out the ebony wood and pulled the trigger on the falling kid: "Left into the air."

The kid whose cervical spine was pierced was saved from being smashed to pieces, and fell lightly to the ground.

"I won't delay your official duties, Uncle Jason, we will see you later."

Harry waved his hand and ran towards his prey.

"Look, look, you've got to learn, Tonks."

Jason glanced at the cute and cute Tonks, and rolled his eyes at her, "You are Mr. Moody's last student, you can't embarrass him."

"I'm better at disguising. This is not my strong point."

Tonks pursed his mouth, his red hair turned into long pink and white hair, and his round face became an oval face.

She is a natural Metamorphmagus, born with all the necessary abilities to be a master of disguise.

"Okay, boys and girls, clean up the battlefield, close the team, and contact the Department of Magical Creatures, let them get the horned llama away."

The Aurors started their own busy work, cleaning up the messy battlefield.

(End of this chapter)