Hogwarts underachiever

The one on the left is coming, be prepared for Ray's soft reminder to come at the same time as Ian's alertness.

Mike was sure that he didn't hear Ian chanting the curse. Until just now, he had been looking relaxed and relaxed. He really didn't expect that their boss would be called to the wall in the next moment.

Tallis was standing on Ian's left side, and he quickly pulled out his wand.

Of course Ian noticed his movements, and he didn't even have to wait for Lei, who was wary of magic power fluctuations, to give a hint.

Children from pure-blood families were exposed to magic earlier, but after all, they were just a bunch of kids.At this distance, even firing a gun may not pose a threat to Lei who has already opened the door.

Not to mention half-baked spellcasting

The figure in front of Tallis seemed to suddenly disappear.

Yes, Ian stepped on the other wall at an extremely short speed and rushed into the air to flip the mule behind Talis. For a child who did not pay attention to physical fitness and had not experienced professional training, he could not understand this at all. kind of action.

Ian pinched his index finger and thumb and reached to Talis' ear.

"Behind you," Mike shouted in warning, and the child finally discovered his situation.

It was already too late. For the children in the lower grades, Ian's move was completely a suppressive blow like cheating.

"How much pride does your magic bring you?" Ian asked the question softly.

Then he snapped his fingers.

The disruptive magic leaking from the door that Lei had carefully controlled gathered between his fingers.

With that snap of fingers, more violent chaos arose.

The little wizard who is preparing to cast a spell spends all his attention on using the magic power in his body to operate and construct the form he needs. The half-wit magic power is easily disrupted, and Ian rubs and snaps his fingers to create chaotic magic. Waves, with three different intensities constructed from the intensity of the initial release, the intensity of finger-snap stimulation, and the natural intensity of the outside world, appeared in Talis's ears at the same time.

"What are you doing? Wow~" Talis couldn't even finish the last word. With tears and runny nose bursting out, he twitched and fell to the ground, and started to vomit at the same time.

Ian's actions were designed. He followed the expected response plan and kicked away the opponent's wand regardless of whether the opponent still had the ability to resist.

"What did you do?" As a woman, Cathy had no intention of getting involved, but that didn't stop her from panicking because she couldn't understand what was going on.

Then, without any pause in his movements, the dissection knife hidden in his sleeve fell into his hand with a wave of his arm.

Then there was a flying knife from his arm.

Kathy saw what Ian threw out, and her eyes subconsciously followed the thing.

Then she saw the scalpel nailed to the arm of Cyrus, who had just climbed up to remove his wand.

Plunge in to a very deep level.

"Ahhh~"

There was a scream, like a frightened chicken.

"Petrificus totalus" Mike finally completed his spell.

The trembling of his arms affected the effect of the spell, making it easier for Ian to deal with it.

Stretching out his arms, Ian grabbed Tallis by the collar and pulled him up.

The little boy, completely dominated by pain, was completely unable to disobey that iron hook-like claw.

After the human shield was used up, it was thrown aside, and Ian had already rushed out.

"Petri, don't come here, you don't want to uh"

Well, the moves are okay, but a more complete set. Guys with magic power in their bodies are generally more resistant to beatings.Ray expressed satisfaction with Ian's first punch.

And Ian obviously agreed with Ray's suggestion. Anyway, Cyrus, who was stabbed, was also grinning at this moment.

With the first punch, Mike was hit in the abdomen and lost his wand when he lost his strength.But Ian didn't want him to fall down so neatly.

With the next punch, Ian corrected the opponent's posture and ordered Mike to stand up straight and face him.

Then there is a movement that hits the flesh with fists.

Ian's boxing was taught by Lei. Lei's fighting skills were practical fighting skills based on the military fighting skills of his era.

Ray's era was about a hundred years after Ian's time, and his country had also completed the integration of the magical and non-magical worlds.

The fighting techniques born in this era certainly take into account the enemy's magical abilities.

But the enemy Ian faced at this time didn't require him to think about that.

At this moment, Mike only felt that his body was no longer his. Once the will to fight was relaxed, adrenaline could not be secreted efficiently. The more afraid you were, the stronger the fear became.

The pain squeezed out all thoughts and occupied his main senses. Ian pushed him back, and then backed away until he hit the wall.

That's enough, stop hitting him on the chin.Do you really want to beat him to death? Lei reminded in a low voice.

Ian felt the sticky feeling on the back of his hand. This feeling was not pleasant, but it also brought a different kind of peace of mind.

"It still feels like hitting a meat target." This was Ian's first sentence after he stopped.

Then the final punch cut off Mike's plan to fall forward.

He could only press his back against the wall, making sure to slide down as far away from Ian as possible.

In his hand, he held the handkerchief that he had pulled out of Mike's body.Turning back, Ian turned to Cyrus, who was staring at him blankly.

At this moment, no matter how naive he is, he should have understood that Capital and Ian are not opponents on the same level.

"Ma'am." Ian looked away and looked at Kathy.

Suddenly called, Cathy squeaked like a frightened rabbit.

Ian didn't care about the other party's gaffe, "I have no intention of being your enemy~ Madam. If you agree with this idea, maybe you can find someone on my behalf who can clean up the mess."

Cathy held her own wand.

Yes, she did take out her wand, but she didn't have the guts to point it at Ian.

She just held her wand, turned around tremblingly, and then ran away.

Ian carefully wiped the blood on his hand with the handkerchief. He first walked over and put his lucky ring back on his hand.Then he walked to the kid's side.

Cyrus breathed heavily, as if making more noise would give him a little more courage.

Ian stared at the arm he raised with difficulty. The hand that was stabbed seemed to be the hand he was good at using.

He pointed at Ian with difficulty with his painful butt.

Ian doesn't like being pointed at, but maybe he can tolerate it a little at this time for a brave kid.

"I don't suggest you do this." Ian made a clear stance, and he just waited for the other party's next move.

Cyrus' breathing became heavier and heavier.

In his heart, compared with the current fear, some future fears are fermenting, squeezing out the immediate threats little by little.