Harry Potter's Dharma

There had always been a saying.

A gang fight was when a group of people beat you up.

A one-on-one fight was when you beat a group of people.

Now, Zheng Fan was in this situation.

But for Zheng Fan, it was the other way around.

For Zheng Fan, it was as if he was fighting a group of Death Eaters alone.

But Zheng Fan had nothing to fear. He still had a lot of Death Eaters, and …

Wait a minute?

Zheng Fan noticed that there were Death Eaters not only in that direction, but also on the other side.

There were Death Eaters in all directions.

Everyone here had fled, except for a few strong-willed people who wanted to show off who were still outside the tents.

At this time, there were not many intact tents left. The few tents that were still intact had a few young wizards standing next to them.

Of course, the young wizards here weren't like Harry Potter, who happened to be called "young wizards" when he was a student of Holvos.

They were real young wizards in their twenties and thirties.

They were in their prime, and after encountering the Death Eaters, they would naturally fight back. They would definitely not lower their heads and beg for mercy.

Zheng Fan looked at these people. Although it felt like they were sending themselves to their deaths, it felt a little surreal that he was the one who killed the Death Eaters alone.

This was more realistic.

Zheng Fan thought as he cast a spell on the Death Eaters in front of him and trapped them.

Then, Zheng Fan walked towards the center of the tents.

The center was the main gathering place of this group of people who volunteered.

As the instigator, Zheng Fan naturally had to be among them and lead them as a "leader".

After all, this group of people was the first time Zheng Fan was moved by them. They were people who volunteered to follow Zheng Fan.

There was already a villain like Voldemort here, how could Zheng Fan not make use of it?

When Zheng Fan walked to the center, the reinforcements from all directions had already begun to march toward the center.

Zheng Fan did not know what the purpose of these people was.

Although in terms of "intimidation", the Death Eaters should have achieved their goal.

After all, at this time, most of the people were scared away by these people. Only a few people stayed because they were influenced by Zheng Fan's "courage".

Zheng Fan looked around. The Death Eaters who came as reinforcements were slowly walking towards them.

Perhaps it was inappropriate to describe it as slow, but it gave Zheng Fan the feeling that there was no difference.

These people looked like they were walking over slowly.

Even when they walked, they began to emit a strange aura.

Just like in the Hong Kong movies he watched before, the final appearance always had a strange aura.

Then, the wind would blow the clothes around them and so on.

Then, the protagonist would walk to the center of the screen with a look on his face......

Stop.

Unlike Hong Kong and Taiwanese dramas, these people were not the main characters, but Death Eaters.

And it's just an ordinary Death Eater soldier?

Just like the role of cannon fodder.

But it was these cannon fodder characters that instantly gave off the aura of a protagonist, or rather, a "behind-the-scenes big boss".

For a moment, Zheng Fan thought that he had definitely transmigrated.

Or rather, these people were not Death Eaters, but the big boss of some place.

For example, the Great Demon Lord Voldemort.

Of course, if it was Voldemort who walked over so valiantly, Zheng Fan would not be surprised at all.

Then, these Death Eaters held the magic wands in their hands and took out the rhythm of their aura.

And that was the rhythm.

There were actually people who were frightened.

This was what surprised Zheng Fan.

He came to these "warriors" and originally wanted to lead them to attack the Death Eaters.

But the behavior of these warriors was simply …

... praying for flowers …

It was really too much!

They were actually frightened by the Death Eaters' behind-the-scenes big boss aura that they forgot to take out their magic wands to attack.

What the hell!

Zheng Fan felt like a thousand horses were galloping in his heart.

Although these Death Eaters were behind-the-scenes, all their movements were in slow motion!

Since these people were prepared to stay, they should at least be mentally prepared. It was too shameful for them to be frightened by such a small thing.

Zheng Fan did not know what to say.

Could it be that he had entered some kind of super-fast space, and as long as his time was accelerated, the others' time was normal, so only he felt that it was slow?

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How is that possible!

This is not a sci-fi world. This is a magical world. This can't be!

I'm not the Flash or Superman.

Zheng Fan sighed, raised the magic wand in his hand, and waved it casually.

The group of Death Eaters in front did not even have time to raise the magic wands in their hands and were attacked by Zheng Fan.

Zheng Fan's attack told this group of brainless people who chose to stay that now was not the time to be in a daze. It was time to counterattack.

This group of brainless people quickly picked up their magic wands.

Seeing that the rebels actually reacted, the Death Eaters were a little surprised. They quickly sped up and began to attack Zheng Fan and the others.

At this time, Zheng Fan felt that it was a pity.

Because these people came slowly from four directions, and Zheng Fan was not Nezha, who did not have three heads and six arms, so there was no way for him to attack from four directions. He could only attack from one direction.

If these people could come from one direction, the attack just now would definitely have killed all these Death Eaters.

After all, they actually dared to use such a stupid battle plan in front of him.

They were simply courting death.