Hogwarts Wandering Wizard

Looking at the stupid look of the young wizard in front of him, Eric frowned impatiently, and then looked past him to the group of wizards who were running exhausted on the hillside.

The white dragon was attacked by magic spells one after another, and the ferocity that had been suppressed once again exploded. After a roar, the thunder light appeared between its wings, summoning the dark clouds gathered by it in the sky, facing the wizards on the hillside. Crazy bombardment.

A bolt of thunder and lightning fell on the ground, turning into electric snakes and burrowing in all directions, electrocuting a few unlucky wizards to the ground, their whole bodies twitching.

And just a bolt of thunder and lightning was already so lethal. The remaining wizards who had escaped the disaster had no time to sigh. When they saw another thunder and lightning strike above the clouds, they hurriedly ran around to dodge this indiscriminate attack.

"you are British?"

The stupid young wizard in front of him suddenly came back to his senses, staring closely at Eric who put down his wand, and was very surprised by his pure London accent just now.

Eric looked sideways at the young man who had come back to his senses, a little confused: "Huh?"

"But the chief said... He said you are German, and he also said that this dragon is a mutated dragon, and you must not let it enter a Muggle town." The young wizard looked a little confused, and for the first time he said The officer's words aroused doubts.Eric looked at his childish face and guessed that he was a wizard who had just graduated this year and was dragged into the battlefield as soon as he entered the Ministry of Magic.

"If I were a German, when I just fought back against you, it would have been Avada Kedavra, not Expelliarmus."

Eric shook his head speechlessly and waved to the young man not far from him: "Okay, let's go. You don't have to worry about this dragon. You look young. Don't lose it here." Dead."

His words sounded old-fashioned, and combined with his 12-year-old appearance, the expression on the young wizard's face was as if he had stepped on shit, and he couldn't laugh or cry.

Looking at the little wizard who turned around and walked towards the bottom of the dragon, the young wizard hesitated for a few seconds and shouted loudly to Eric's back: "My name is Eddie, and my home is next to Paddington Station."

Eric turned his head and was about to reply when he suddenly saw a green light on the battlefield. Dozens of hooded figures wearing black wizard robes suddenly appeared around the battlefield and pointed their wands at the same time. He turned to the wizard who was still standing and recited the killing curse.

"Avada Kedavra~"

Dozens of rays of light flashed away, instantly killing nearly half of the wizards of the Three Kingdoms Ministry of Magic.

And the moment Eric turned around, the green light caught in the corner of his eye accurately hit the back of Eddie, who was still waving at him.

The power of the killing curse immediately overturned the young wizard's body, taking him through a low parabola in the air and rolling down the hillside to Eric's feet.

Eric stared at the body only one meter away from him, at his powerless open palms, at the stiff smile that was still on his face, and at his wide-open but empty eyes.

My brain didn't react for a while.

He was used to seeing life and death, witches, monsters, and demons, and he killed one after another.

But he never made a sneak attack from behind.

It was also easy for the attackers to identify their identities. Looking at the armbands on their sleeves, Eric could identify them as German NCs without even using his brain.

Those people should be accomplices to the group he met in the afternoon. From Bailong's memory, Eric found out their plan.

When the White Dragon is transported to this area, these Germans ambushing here will appear and attack the wizards from Britain, France and the Soviet Union.

When Eric was first attacked, he thought he had encountered a group of Germans, but after hearing their pure English accents, he relaxed his vigilance slightly, but he still didn't expect...

Looking at the wizard lying on the hillside, who was still knocked to the ground by his petrification spell, Eric waved his wand and released his restraints. Then he glanced at Eddie's face, and Apparated himself and disappeared from the place. , flew onto Bailong's back.

Bailong had just seen that the number of ants attacking him under his feet had doubled, and his temper had become even more violent. When he was planning a large-scale destructive move, he suddenly felt the breath of his master appearing on its back, and quickly stopped. After performing the charged move, he let out a soft roar to please him.

Eric looked calmly at the wizards who were caught in the melee below. After standing quietly for about 30 seconds, he pointed his wand downwards and drew out half of the magic power in his body.

"The sky thunders~"

Thirty huge thunder balls condensed under the white dragon. When the white dragon flapped its wings, Eric flicked his wand, like a smoker flicking away the ashes, and flicked all the dozens of thunder balls to the ground.

The wizards who were still fighting on the ground suddenly sensed the powerful magic wave coming from above their heads, and hurriedly turned over to avoid it, trying to escape from here.

But as a strong blue light lit up in the sky, the people on the hillside under the dragon suddenly shuddered collectively, and their bodies froze on the spot, as if they were wrapped in invisible water, unable to move, and could only He watched helplessly as the lightning balls hit the ground one after another, exploding into circles of lightning fields.

The dancing electric snakes climbed up the bodies of all the trapped wizards, causing them to tremble on the spot with electricity. Even the wands in their hands exploded one after another after the arc penetrated them.

Eric glanced at the tragic scene below, quietly put away his wand, and then glanced at the location of Eddie's body. The expression on his face was a little incomprehensible. After a long time, he signaled the dragon at his feet to fly towards the west.

This can be regarded as corresponding to the mutant dragon with thunder and lightning power that appeared on the eastern front in historical records.

But maybe, if he doesn't appear here, then the dragon in history is the one under the feet of the man in black robe?

Eric looked up at the already dark sky, the feeling of being calculated still lingering in his heart.

Forget it, this is not his timeline after all. Eric suddenly felt that playing with time was indeed too deep and he was too young to grasp it.

The white dragon flew all the way to the west until the sky darkened. Eric saw that it was getting late and controlled the dragon to land into the valley below.

Fortunately, his system backpack is full of food, so Eric will not be hungry.

And while he was chewing on a piece of soft chicken cake, his eyes glanced at the two icons in the system backpack, and a thoughtful look appeared on his face.

"Cracked Stone Statue"

"The corpse of the mutated dragon"

He thought again of the strange beating thing like a heart from the perspective of magic theory.

How about...open it and take a look?