The White Lord Professor at Hogwarts

"You think I'm helpless?"

Ricardo walked around the feasible area casually, mentally assessing the approximate scope of the area and the magic power contained therein.

This is a large-scale binding magic with the nature of an alchemical circle. The principle is similar to the magic that prohibits apparation at Hogwarts. It will take some time to come up with a cracked version.

"How would you know if you don't give it a try?" Demar Carroll gritted his teeth, "Ricardo Silva, I believe that today next year will be your death anniversary! Avada Kedavra!"

Ricardo dodged sideways, and Alter on the side immediately cast a life-killing spell, right in the direction of Ricardo's dodge.

He didn't have time to avoid it, so he froze up and leaned back, letting the spell pass by, but his feet were still firmly nailed to the ground.

At this time, the vampire also moved, like a ghost, approaching Ricardo, and pierced his vest with a magic spell. Ricardo remained calm, moved his steps wrongly, avoided the spell, and flew towards him again with a "swish, swish, swish" After several spells, Ricardo dodged and moved around, recovering his magic power along the way.For a moment, the three of them were unable to do anything to him.

We can't blame the three of them. It's just that Ricardo's unfathomable mental power is too strong. In order to save money, he deliberately did not forcibly suppress his "sub-personality" and did not give subconscious prompts. So now he only has a serious loss of magic power and has lost his combat reaction ability and life. Body perception is still strong.

"Is this all you have?" Art couldn't help but provoke, "Where is the person who easily blew out Demar's eyes?"

Even at such a critical moment, Ricardo couldn't help but laugh: What is this?Helping my opponent and trashing my teammates?

Demar's face was gloomy, but he didn't get angry easily. The speed of the ejection spell was accelerated, obviously diverting his anger.

"You don't need to care about me," Ricardo said, "but your plan... seems to have failed."

He pretended to be pacing freely, dodging the attacks of several people every time: "You are attacking me from such a distance because you are preparing to fight back after my magic power is restored...ah oh."

Ricardo covered his neck, where he had been hit by vampires and his movements slowed down, but he was still able to dodge their attacks.

"I discovered it," Art whispered to Demar, "This mudblood is easily attacked at close range. No wonder he always attacks us from a distance!"

Demar nodded excitedly: "Then rush forward!"

They kept shrinking the encirclement, and soon, Ricardo's arm was scratched by Alt's black magic, and bright red blood and black magic air flowed down.

"That's right Art!" Demar shouted, "Let's get close quickly and kill this mudblood!"

A trace of confusion flashed in Art's eyes, but he was also dazzled by "victory": "Okay! His body is worth ten thousand Galleons!"

Ten meters...seven meters...five meters...Ricardo was surrounded by them, but he showed no signs of panic. When he looked closely, there was...a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth?

Two meters!Their wands almost touched Ricardo's forehead!

At this moment, the smile on Ricardo's face completely bloomed, and Demar realized something was wrong when he was facing him. He was about to step back, but saw him throw a white package and hit him in the chest!

At the same time, Ricardo turned around and held the pendant on his chest. In an instant, three magic wands shot into the chest of the besiegers with strong wind!

They were used to his dodge, but they didn't know that Ricardo would suddenly counterattack. The vampire dodged in embarrassment and ran away, but the other two had no time to react. In an instant, the wand exploded, the package roared, and even the binding magic under his feet was exploded. An exit!

Ricardo felt relieved. This was the self-defense equipment he had prepared before coming to Hogwarts, and now it actually saved his life.

Ricardo groaned and stood up from the ground.His clothes had been blown to pieces from his back - he had just faced Demar with his back and fell to the ground with his hands protecting his head. He was only slightly injured just now.

Not to mention Demar, even the binding magic blasted a hole in him, how could he be any better?He was lying on the ground unconscious and seriously injured.

Ricardo endured the pain and rushed out of the gap - and deliberately stepped on Demar's chest, making him vomit a mouthful of blood - and flew towards Alte, grabbing and hooking him, and there was a "click" , shouting "Ah", Art's wrist was almost broken by him, and the wand was also taken away by Ricardo.

At this time, there was a strange sound behind him. Without thinking, Ricardo pushed Alt back, only to hear a scream. Alt collapsed to the ground, actually blocking the vampire's Imperius Curse for Ricardo.

"Those who can cast spells silently are basically geniuses, not to mention those who can use the Silent Imperius Curse." Ricardo turned around and looked at the vampire with a solemn expression, "I feel now that you have just let yourself go."

"Low-key and low-key," the vampire said with a sincere smile, "I actually quite admire you. This last spell is a test for you."

"Do you want to fight alone?" Ricardo waved his magic wand, "I have recovered a lot of magic power in the past few minutes, do you dare to give it a try?"

"Vampires never venture in or do anything that is extremely dangerous," he said. "We actually want to recruit you."

"Recruiting?" Ricardo tilted his head, "Have I had any contact with you?"

“Of course, of course,” he bowed politely, “Let’s get to know each other again, my name is Hills 6 Ferrad, yes, that’s the professor who worked with the principal to quell the pure-blood’s anger in the sixth grade. "

"So it's you," Ricardo paused, "I've always wondered how Principal Maxim could persuade so many pure-blood students."

"That matter was really difficult to deal with," Hills smiled gently, as if he had met a friend he hadn't seen for many years. "I used my family's power to save you."

"But you almost killed me today. I think we are even, so you can go."

"I don't think so," Hills shook his head. "I have been observing you for a long time. You have the potential to become the Supreme. I think you deserve a first embrace."

Ricardo's mind was spinning as he recalled "The Embrace" in the book, a special term belonging to the vampire clan.

The Vampires have extremely strict requirements for developing new members. Once they develop new members, they must be responsible for the behavior of the members they have developed.

This process of developing new members is called "initial support."

"I didn't agree. To be honest, I had never had any contact with vampires before this."

"We are on the dark side of the world," Hills stated. "We work with purebloods to control the wizard's present. What you have just endured is the pureblood's wrath and the test of the vampires. Obviously, you have passed the test."

"So, there were only these people just now because of the vampire's intentional control?"

"That's right, at the beginning, the vampires made the pure bloods seriously underestimate you and asked them to only send dozens of werewolves and three of your biggest enemies."

Ricardo pretended to ponder, thinking about how to leave.

"But you're playing with my life and it makes me think about it."

At this moment Hills suddenly laughed, with mystery and danger.

"No, you can't think about it."