Melee wizards at Hogwarts

The three-headed dog is said to have originated from hell as a twisted creature called Cerberus. It was born from Typhon, the ancestor of all demons, and Echidna, the gorgon. It specializes in guarding the gates of hell. It allows any soul to enter hell but lets no one out.

Although Lu Wei's bloodline has been diluted for countless generations and no longer has the strength to spit out poisonous flames like Cerberus and fight the demigod Hercules, it is an extremely rare species. The powerful magical creature is definitely not an opponent that can be easily defeated.

In other words, this is a dungeon mini-boss with at least a lv13 challenge level, and Parsifal is currently at best a lv4 master with a few apprentices and level 1 concubines.

How to fight like this? Dark Souls Heroes wouldn’t even dare to design levels like this.

But the wisdom accumulated by the Jewish people over thousands of years of conflict provided him with a wonderful inspiration.

Pointing the wand at the three-headed dog, Parsifal shouted the magic spell "loortis leg locking spell". More than a second later, the red magic spell was shot out, slightly blocking its attempt to jump over.

"Harry, come here"

Then he grabbed Ron who was closest and threw him behind him. Parsifal no longer cared about helping Harry and Hermione. Just like when fighting centaurs, "iedinta obstacles" rained down on the three-headed dog. On the head.

Although every stroke is like drizzle in front of its skin with weak magic power, blacksmithing does not necessarily require grinding blood.

"Malfoy, come on"

Parsifal urged the blond young master, his magic power was pouring out crazily and he couldn't hold on for long. But that idiot was still sitting on the ground, with his face facing the three-headed dog, rubbing back little by little.

The three-headed dog was different from the centaur. Its fur had a weak effect on magic power. In order to ensure the effect, he had to put more magic power into each spell.

"Harry, Ron, you two go drag that idiot out, and Hermione, you and I will use the barriers together."

In desperation, Parsifal had to give up half of the door. Harry and Ron exchanged glances, nodded with difficulty, and rushed in with their upper bodies lowered.

Hermione took over the other half of the door and began to work with him with obstacles.

But if there is a choice, this is definitely not a good solution.

The entrance hall was not big, so Harry and Ron would block too many of his shooting angles, and Hermione's control over magic power was not up to par. The force was either too large and wasted, or too small and was simply ignored.

"In three seconds at most, we can drag that idiot out and close the door."

Parsifal looked worriedly at the two people holding Malfoy's arms, one on the left and the other on the right, increasing the output of their magic power. When the three-headed dog Luwei saw that the last little guy was being dragged away, he became even more impatient. He tried to rush over several times despite numerous obstacles, but was blocked by him every time.

"Roar"

"Roar"

Two howls, one long and one short, resounded through the corridor. In almost an instant, the muscles on the two front legs of the three-headed dog swelled up visibly, turning red, and it clawed hard on the floor.

It actually jumped over and jumped with huge weight, almost causing the floor of this floor to shake.

God knows how he can jump for such a big man. Cats are fluids, but I didn't say that three-headed dogs are also. Besides, this chain has already grown to this extent, why don't you just stop hanging it?

"iedin, damn it"

Not caring about complaining about this level design that was not magical at all, Parsifal hurriedly raised his wand, but was forced to stop midway through reciting the obstacle spell.

Harry, who was dragging Malfoy back, blocked his wand.

“iedinta has many obstacles”

Fortunately, Hermione arrived in time due to many obstacles. A very bright red light came first and hit the three-headed dog on the head in the middle.

Its huge body suddenly stopped strangely in the air, as if someone had punched it in the head, and then crashed down.

"Well done, Hermione"

Ron made a fist with his free right hand and raised it high, shouting excitedly.

"Oh no"

But what he responded to was Hermione's shrill cry.

The three-headed dog's right front leg drew an arc, and just as it was about to hit Ron's body, its claws popped out, and its pale horn looked very sharp.

"loortis leg locking spell"

The one who trembled and stuttered out the spell was Malfoy, who was the first to be frightened and fell to the ground.

He held the wand tightly with both hands and pointed it at the three-headed dog Lu Wei, and recited the magic spell loudly. Under the illumination of the corridor lights, his expression was a little distorted, and his face was completely bloodless, as if he was about to cry.

But he didn't cry after all.

With a "clang" sound, the heavy door was closed, the three-headed dog howled in the other half, and the sound of the wooden door being torn apart by teeth could also be heard.

Parsifal leaned against the door, gently massaging his temples with his right hand. The continuous "obstacles" just now made him feel a little uncomfortable. Hermione was next to him, and her condition wasn't much better. She patted her chest and breathed hard.

Harry and Ron were still kneeling on the ground dragging Malfoy. The atmosphere between the three of them was a bit, no, it should be said to be very awkward.

"Thank you."

After a while, Harry said reluctantly, and passed a hand to Malfoy, wanting to give him a hand.

"Humph, I'm just saving myself, what does it have to do with you."

Malfoy raised the corners of his mouth slightly, but did not take Harry's hand. Instead, he stood up with his hands on the ground.

"You obviously caused us to almost die, but you said it as if it had nothing to do with you."

Hearing Malfoy's words, Ron was very angry and pointed at Malfoy with his finger. Harry looked equally angry, his right hand clenching into a fist.

"Stop, you guys, I hope you are proud of yourselves. We were all almost bitten to death, or worse, expelled from Hogwarts. You should go back to the common room as soon as possible."

Hermione, the little beaver wearing a pink nightgown, interrupted the conversation with a frown and glared at them angrily.

"Why should we listen to you? Harry's duel hasn't even started yet."

Ron raised his neck and blushed. He and Hermione had never been on good terms.

"you"

Hermione stood on tiptoe, trying to look more majestic, and her fluffy hair stood up a little.

"Ron, you really have to listen to her and do what she says. Don't forget that agreement."

Parsifal smiled bitterly and said that he already regretted getting involved in this mess.

"But that's still more than half a month. We also earned some extra points. Right, Harry."

Ron waved his wand. He had peeked into Percy's book, which said that this action could enhance the strength of his speech and make him appear more majestic.

But Parsifal no longer looked at him, but looked back at the corner, where there was a gray and white tabby cat.

"Professor McGonagall, good evening. Would you like to take a walk?"