Hogwarts Wandering Wizard

"What should I do? The guy opposite looks very simple!"

Eddie, who was sitting on the ground, looked at the knight emerging from the black mist opposite, and asked Old Qiao in a low voice: "Old Qiao, I won't argue with you about hiding your identity. Tell me honestly, what are you doing now?" Do you still have the ability to kill it?"

Lao Qiao wrinkled his nose and fanned his nostrils with his left hand with a look of disgust. After feeling that the smell of sulfur finally faded a little, he snorted: "What do you think? We both have the same virtue now, and only the remaining Half of my body can still move.”

Turning his eyes to Eric, who had been planting bombs on the ground since the appearance of the Hell Knight, Old Joe suddenly asked: "Welfare little wizard, where did you learn your magic?"

Eric glanced at him doubtfully. Opposite him was the intruder from hell. He didn't know what the purpose of his question was, but for the sake of his imminent death, Eric pressed the bomb in his hand into the wet mud. On the ground, he connected the leads and said casually: "Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

"Hogwarts..."

Lao Qiao repeated it in his mouth, with a look of doubt and reminiscence on his face: "Hi~ I always feel that this name looks familiar, but I can't remember where I saw it before."

"It's okay if you don't remember. When you get to heaven, then ask your almighty Holy Father."

A dark red mist suddenly rose from the edge of the cave, stirring and condensing around everyone.The demon that was knocked down by several people in the collapsed basement finally broke free from the oppression of stones and soil and escaped from the underground.

Looking at the people sitting on the ground, the demon screamed and clawed at the neck of Hansel who was closest to him.

Everyone was shocked by this sudden surprise. Hansel also seemed to be frightened. He looked stupidly at the claws getting closer and closer to him, and staggered back two steps.

"stop!"

Eddie, who was farthest away from him, roared. Looking at Hansel, who was about to have his neck twisted by the demon, a sudden force surged out of his body and he rushed in front of him.

The dull sound of sharp claws piercing flesh was heard. Hansel came back to his senses and looked at Eddie who was half-kneeling in front of him, blocking the demon's attack. His eyes were blank as he stared at half-kneeling in front of him. Eddie.

"Huh?" The demon was startled and confused about Eddie's death-death behavior. However, feeling the texture of flesh and blood from its claws, it grinned, squeezed hard, and broke Eddie's spine.

"CNDY." Eric became angry when he saw this. He gave up the action of pouring gunpowder in his hand, and kicked the devil's body with a flying kick, kicking it back.

The devil's claws left Eddie's back, bringing out a pool of blood.

Before its body could stand still, two huge gun barrels were stuffed into its mouth by Eric. Eric roared angrily and pulled the trigger hard.

Under the zero-range bombardment of bullets, the demon's head was raised high, black blood exploded from the back of his head, and large translucent holes appeared in his mouth.Eric did not stop and took out the pistol and shotgun that he had missed before from the system backpack, and kept bombarding the demon's chest.

One shot after another, the blue-white smoke around Eric became thicker and thicker. Even the devil's strong body could not control himself and fell down again under his continuous shots.

Taking out a short-handled gun similar to a shotgun, Eric shot it twice and smashed its wings into sieves. Watching the unclear figure in the smoke fall into the dark basement again, he took out another bomb. , lit the fuse with a casual shot, and threw it down.

There was a loud "boom", and gray-white dust rose up in the basement. The demon who had just escaped from the sky was once again pressed under the stone.

Because he lost the support of his spine, Eddie's body collapsed and fell on Hansel's shoulders the moment the devil's claws left.

Feeling the increasing pressure on his shoulders, Hansel couldn't help crying: "Brother Eddie, don't die..."

The child is kind. Even if a stranger he just met dies, he will grieve for it for a while, not to mention that his comrades who fought side by side lost their lives trying to save him.

But when his cry reached Eddie's ears, a look of guilt appeared on his face. Looking at the equally sluggish old Joe, Eddie opened his mouth weakly, smiled in relief, and finally left only The next sentence: "I'm sorry~"

Sorry, Hansel...

Eddie's mind flashed back to the image of him taking the torch from the Sheriff's hand the night before and lighting the wood under Helena Belen.

He remembered the way the beautiful woman looked at them. It was a kind of fearlessness, a kind of calmness, a kind of-forgiveness...

"That's all. I was sent here by the church for ten years and achieved nothing. Even the apprentice I treated like a son was not protected well in the end."

Seeing Eddie fall in a pool of blood trying to protect Hansel, Old Joe suddenly laughed miserably, stood up with difficulty, and looked at the dead townspeople on the ground around the pothole. His intact left hand was facing the steps of the church. With a move of the topmost white wing, the wing turned into a streak of light and returned to his hand.

With great difficulty, he used his burned right hand to hold up the palm-sized wings, which looked a little light red. A look of reminiscence appeared on Lao Qiao's face. After staring for a long time, he sighed in despair.He looked up at the Hell Knight who was talking to Doug and wiped the corners of his eyes: "When we are old, we dare not recall the past. I think back then, when Sir Gabriel awarded me these angel wings in the Holy See, he praised me. I am the most outstanding exorcist in the church, and it will be more than 60 years ago..."

"Lord Gabriel, my subordinates have tarnished your glory~"

Lao Qiao sighed in despair, and a faint white light emitted from his left hand, purifying the pale red in his wings.

Turning to look at Eric, who was standing on the edge of the pit, still facing away from them, Old Qiao staggered to his side, holding Eric's right hand with his intact left hand, struggling to lift the palm-sized wings. Putting it on the palm of his hand, the half of his face that was still active squeezed out a smile: "Until today, I didn't know that wizards are not all evil people. Unfortunately, I understood it too late."

"Consider this angel wing my apology. Although I don't know if you can use this, I really can't use it anymore."

The old body shook again, and Old Qiao's eyes closed. When he opened them again, they emitted a white-gold light. Just like Gretel, who was possessed by Helena Belen before, a heavy flow surged from his body. The holy breath.

Turning around to face the Hell Knights who were attacking them with their spears, Old Qiao dug his left hand along the wound on his chest and took out a still-beating heart that was splattered with golden blood.

Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. Old Qiao calmly looked at the rushing knight, and uttered a faint curse in his mouth.

"Fan away with me, destroyer of hell..."

Old Qiao's face showed a calm and peaceful expression, and the holy light from the heart held in his hand shot straight into the sky.

"Goodbye little guys~"

A weak voice rang in the ears of Eric and the two of them, and a thick beam of light rushed to the opposite side, colliding with the charging figure of the Hell Knight, turning it into ashes in an instant.

Eric squinted his eyes slightly and looked at the light rising into the sky. In a daze, he saw an angel with twelve wings behind him appearing in the light pillar, turning to face him a little further, and then dissipated between heaven and earth along with the light pillar.

After the light beam disappeared, the heart still floating in the air trembled again and turned into five split light groups. The two largest ones moved first, and one penetrated into the body of Gretel who was still unconscious on the ground. One drilled into Eric's heart.

The remaining three circled around a few times and found their respective targets. They rushed towards Eddie who had lost his breath, Hans who was still rolling on the ground, and the dusty pit.