Harry Potter Platinum Glory

That night, Augustus led Mutu and Dracula to the ruins between Scotland and England, which used to be the most brutal place in the British Isles, so there used to be fortresses here, since Scotland was annexed by England. , this fortress was abandoned in the wilderness.

At dawn, Augustus and others came to this abandoned fortress group. There is an air of mystery in this fortress with red eyes in the morning. It seems that the ancient heroic spirits have not gone far, they are still lingering here, killing each other.

Augustus, Mutu and Dracula did not enter the ruins immediately, but set up camp first in the nearby jungle. Augustus slowly climbed to a high ground, which just happened to overlook the ruins of the fortress. At this moment, the ruins in front of us were silent, and it looked the same as many abandoned fortresses, and there was no difference.

"Master, there doesn't seem to be anything unusual about this ruin." Dracula looked at the ruins and said to Augustus in confusion.

"You're wrong, didn't you notice that there's not even a hare in the ruins, and you can't even hear the chirping of birds around." As Augustus said, Dracula and Mutu quietly observed , I felt something was wrong. The large ruins were lifeless, and it seemed that they couldn't even hear the chirping of insects. Only the wind from the Scottish Highlands whistled past the ruins.

Dracula suddenly had a strong illusion. He seemed to feel that the ruins were opening their mouths wide, grinning at the trespassing life, and something hidden behind the silence was waiting for an opportunity to spy on his life. He couldn't help frowning, and a hint of vigilance rose in his heart.

"Let's go, come again at sunset," Augustus said, turning back to camp. Mutu glanced at the ruins again, and suddenly felt a figure passing by in front of him. He rubbed his eyes and still found nothing. He shrugged helplessly, which was probably an illusion. They stayed in the tent all day and waited for the night to come.

As night fell, the moon tonight was extraordinarily round, and the silver moonlight shone on the entire ruins of the fortress. It seemed that something was about to move in the silence. Augustus brought Mutu and Dracula to the high ground, and the ruins at the moment were still silent. It's not that different from the daytime situation.

Dracula and Mutu glanced at each other, thinking to themselves that it might be the master's misjudgment that there were no goblins here. But they were captured by the power of Augustus, and they did not express their thoughts.

Augustus stared at the ruins coldly, and through the writing wheel, he had already seen everything in the ruins clearly.

"Do you think I'm wrong?" Augustus sneered—laughing.

"Master, I don't dare." Dracula and Mutu hurriedly knelt on the ground when they saw that their thoughts were seen through by Augustus.

"You don't have to be so nervous. Others will have such thoughts. I'll clear the fog and let you see the truth in front of you." Augustus waved his hand.

A wonderful scene immediately appeared in front of Mutu and Dracula. A huge crack appeared in the space they saw. As the crack continued to expand, the world in their eyes was constantly shattering, turning into pieces of debris and falling down. , turns into fly ash.

It's like washing away the camouflage on the surface of an oil painting and seeing what's hidden behind it. Soon a very different world appeared before Mutu and Dracula. At this time, the entire ruins were brightly lit and bustling, and countless goblins with short stature, pointed ears, and extremely ugly appearances were gathering on the ruins.

Dressed in tattered clothes, they sang and danced as if celebrating. Goblins kept coming from all directions. Both Mutu and Dracula were attracted by the sight in front of them, and looked at all this with their mouths open in surprise.

Augustus stood on the high ground. What he carefully observed was not the goblins in the ruins in front of him, but the moon above his head. As time passed, the moon slowly moved to the sky, and suddenly sounded from the four directions of the ruins. Sharp horns and rumbling drums of war.

Soon Mutu and Dracula saw that four huge goblin teams were coming from four directions, each of them supporting a huge goblin warrior. These four goblin leaders were several times the size of ordinary goblins. They stood on the chariot and waved their arms, as if they were demonstrating against each other.

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"Get ready, it's our turn. 35 Augustus on Mutu and Dracula.

Mutu and Dracula immediately raised their vigilance, waiting for Augustus' orders.

"Have you seen the four giant goblins? They should be the leaders of the small tribe who were elected to compete for the Goblin Crown." Augustus pointed to the four giant goblins, "Mutu. Dracula, you guys. Two goblins on the east and north, and two on the four and south are mine. Remember to end the battle before the moon completely disappears."

Before the moon disappeared? Mutu and Dracula looked up suspiciously, only then did they realize that a black spot began to appear on the edge of the moon, which turned out to be a lunar eclipse.

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"Yes master!" Mutu and Dracula immediately flew towards their target.

Mutu transformed into a werewolf, waving his claws and rushed into the goblins in the east. Facing the weak goblins, Mutu was basically in a no-man's land. He waved his claws and set off a blood mist. .

The giant goblin warrior let out a roar, it had flame patterns on its body, it was obviously a goblin with fire talent, it jumped from the chariot, holding a red wooden stick, roared towards Mutu, the goblin Warriors are not divided between enemy and foe, and all the goblins blocking its path are instantly knocked out by it several meters away.

The Goblin Warrior's body burned with raging flames. It opened its mouth, and several fireballs were sprayed at Mutu. Mutu jumped up with one hand on the ground. With the help of the werewolf's agile skills, he walked freely through the fireball, without being caught in the slightest. Injured, he saw the gap between the fireball's attack, quickly rushed to the goblin and waved his claws, and grabbed the flame goblin with one claw.

"Dang!" With a loud noise, Mutu's sharp claws slammed into the wooden stick that was swung in the face.

I don't know what kind of material this wooden stick is made of, but it actually comes with flame damage. The moment Mutu's sharp claws touched the wooden stick, he immediately felt a scorching pain, he hurriedly jumped away, and Mutu looked down at his claws. There is a scorch mark on it, I really did not expect the power of this stick to be so great.