Hogwarts Wandering Wizard

Seeing Lee Jordan losing support and falling, Eric gave up searching and flew towards him with the Weasley brothers.

"Ding~ The driving proficiency skill has been upgraded, the current level is 3~"

The system made a prompt sound at just this moment. Eric didn't bother to check the newly upgraded skills, and accelerated faster than the Weasley brothers. The broom drew an arc in the low altitude, and before the black brother's body was still off the ground, When he was ten meters away, he grabbed his wizard robe.

"Cool~ Eric, you flew so cool just now."

Seeing that their friend was out of danger, Fred and the two also slowed down their sprinting brooms, straightened the wooden handle of the broom with great effort, and stopped next to Eric.

Fred circled on his broom and pushed Lee Jordan down from below, making him sit on the back of his broom.

"Damn, I feel like vomiting~" Jordan's mouth bulged, his voice was weak as if he was suffocated, and he beat his chest with an ugly expression: "I feel like my pants may be wet."

"Fake, please don't spit on me. I will send you down now."

Fred turned his head away in disgust, shook his head and prepared to fall to the ground.

"Guys~" George looked ugly and sat on the broom. He was floating about one meter above Eric. Just when Fred was talking, he was sitting on the broom getting closer and closer to the three of them. Looking at his friend from afar, his Adam's apple twitched nervously: "My broom seems to be in the same situation as Jordan just now."

Before the two of them could react, Eric's pupils shrank, he looked towards the Forbidden Forest in the distance, waved his hand anxiously to Fred, and shouted: "Get down quickly, that person is still nearby."

When Fred heard the shouting, he immediately sped up his broom and rushed down. Without even a little buffer, he and Lee Jordan fell directly onto the grass and rolled into a ball.

Just when the two of them had just landed and before they could get up, the sound of howling through the air reached their ears again.

But the difference from before is that this time, it is no longer the three or four short spears of children, but a large dense cloud like a rain of arrows rising from the Forbidden Forest.

"Everyone, get out of here quickly~"

Professor McGonagall's shout suddenly sounded below. Eric looked down and saw Professor McGonagall in green robes running over with several students.

After the students on the ground picked up Mrs. Hooch, several Slytherin students had already rushed into the castle to find the professors.

Because Professor McGonagall had no classes this afternoon, she was staying in the office grading students' summer homework. As a result, an iron spear pierced the window and came in. If she hadn't escaped in time, she might have been impaled by the iron spear. The chair is up.

The angry Professor McGonagall walked to the window and was about to see which little wizard was doing the magic. He saw Eric hitting Lee Jordan's broom with lightning and knocking him off the broom.

Professor McGonagall quickly rushed out of the castle and met the little Slytherin wizards who came to look for support. After listening to their messy reports, she understood the seriousness of the matter and asked one of them to go to the principal. I looked for Dumbledore in the office, and I took a few of the students to the grassy area where the flying class was held.

When she arrived, she happened to see the attacks coming from the direction of the Forbidden Forest. She quickly waved the students who were still on the grass to leave. She took out her wand, rolled up a piece of grass on the ground with a wave, and drove them away. He turned to the sky and cast a transformation spell on them, turning them into a huge thick wooden wall, trying to block the continuous rain of arrows.

Seeing the two people who were still flying in the sky, even accelerating, as if they were chasing each other and escaping, Professor McGonagall was furious. He put the wand between his throat and reprimanded loudly: "You are still floating in the sky." What are you doing? Being a target?"

George held the broom tightly with an ugly expression, looking further and further away from the ground, with a hint of crying in his voice: "Professor, it's not me, my broom is controlled by someone."

Eric gritted his teeth and chased George's broom, just like Fred was in the same situation before. No matter how fast he went, whenever he got close to George to a certain distance, the broom would make a jolt, and then suddenly fly away with George. A certain distance is always neither too far nor too close to him.

The most troublesome thing is that he not only has to chase George's broom, but also has to avoid the rain of arrows that are thrown down.The whistling sound kept passing by him. Eric took a surprised look and realized that the arrows were all wooden thorns about one meter long.

What Charlie said to him in the lounge yesterday suddenly popped into his mind.

Under such harsh flying conditions, he didn't notice that his piloting proficiency was also soaring rapidly.

At this moment, the broom that had been carrying George to escape suddenly stopped, turned half a circle, and changed to a position facing Eric.

When he was still four or five meters away from them, the broom under George suddenly nodded up and down at him, then turned sideways and shook in the direction of the Forbidden Forest.

George, who was riding on the broom, was also forced to make the same action as it did, seemingly as a provocation to Eric.

Eric saw it and understood that this was a provocation left by the enemy in the Forbidden Forest. But at this moment, he did not want to respond. He accelerated towards George without saying a word, looking at the broom under him and the distance in the distance. The arrows that continued to shoot and the forbidden forest behind them rotated between the three.

Just when he was about to meet George, the broom under him finally completed these actions, as if its mission had been completed. The tail of the broom bloomed like a firework, and the explosion scattered thin branches.

George screamed and hugged the bare broom handle tightly. His outstretched right hand collided with Eric and fell down before he could hold it tightly.

WGN~

Eric couldn't help but let out an angry curse, drew an arc in the air and rushed down, stabbing straight to the ground.

The wind whistled in his ears, and Eric stretched out his right hand to reach out to George, who was getting closer and closer.

Finally, after the two of them worked hard to straighten it, his hand held George's wet right hand.

Before he could straighten the broom, a strong force came from the direction of George. Eric felt his eyes blurred and was pulled directly away from the broomstick by this force.

Seeing the two people getting closer and closer to the ground without any protective measures, his pupils tightened, and he tore his clothes apart and turned it into a life-saving canvas air cushion as quickly as possible.

With a "bang", the two people fell onto the air mattress, and quickly slid onto the grass under the influence of the air mattress.

Eric faced down, smelling the aroma of soil and grass, feeling the pain from the violent impact of his body just falling to the ground, and couldn't help but sigh, it would be better to stay on the ground.

After about a minute, he took a deep breath, climbed up, put the pocket watch that had fallen out of his pocket back into the breast pocket of his shirt, shook his head with ringing ears, and looked at the park that had stopped in the direction of the Forbidden Forest. A rain of arrows made a sound.

He raised his sleeve and was about to wipe the wet liquid on his face. His movements suddenly stopped. Looking at the dots of blood on his right sleeve, Eric raised his head and looked not far away. He finally understood why the two of them just Will be dragged off the broom. .

George Weasley's thin body lay in Fred's arms. A wooden gun about as thick as his arm penetrated his body diagonally. A trickle of blood flowed from his mouth. His body was in his brother's arms. twitching.

Fred hugged his brother, tears streaming down his face, and he wailed with his mouth wide open in helplessness.

With his left arm hanging down, Lee Jordan clumsily took off his robe. After trying for a long time, he couldn't unfold it with one hand. He was so angry that he stuffed the clothes under his feet. He pulled hard with his right hand and tore the clothes into pieces. After Jimmy and others gathered around him, he knelt beside George with them, tore his clothes into small pieces and stuffed them next to George's wound.

Professor McGonagall rushed over, pushed them away, conjured a stretcher, carefully lifted George onto the stretcher with the students, and quickly led them towards the castle, preparing to send George to the school doctor's office .

The thick wooden wall she conjured finally completed its task and fell to the ground. Eric glanced subconsciously and saw that the messy wooden thorns on the grass wall formed a small sentence in a regular manner.

"I'm waiting for you in the Forbidden Forest"