The Mightiest Aurors of Hogwarts

Aesop let out a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the team members this time were not fools who overestimated their abilities.

"Armor for protection!" As he roared, the almost solid armor protected his whole body, blocking the opponent's volley of swords.

The man in the ice frowned. It was this armor again. The opponent's iron armor spell was ridiculously strong.

But the Auror in front of him is not very old. Is he the kind of wizard who specializes in one spell?

But it’s also strange, why would someone specialize in the Iron Armor Curse?

"Friend, why don't you speak, you are mute and you still can't speak English?" Relying on the super defense of the Grandmaster Iron Armor Curse, Aesop finally had the time to tease the other person.

However, the man in the ice seemed determined to take down the opponent before taking care of him. He didn't say a word during the battle, and Aesop didn't even hear the opponent chanting a spell.

"It seems that the Silent Curse is indeed good news for patients with social anxiety. I can see that you have put a lot of effort into the Silent Curse. Is it because you have been shy since you were a child?"

The man in the ice struck the iron armor in front of Aesop with a sword that was heavier than the previous one. In the end, a crack appeared on the solid iron armor.

Aesop's eyes became solemn, wondering what kind of swordsmanship the other party was doing, and its power kept increasing.

The heavy sword with endless pressure falls again. This time, your iron armor will be broken!

The air seemed to vibrate, and Aesop disappeared in place. He had never felt as safe as at this moment.

This is the Iron Armor Curse that I spent countless magic points to upgrade to the master level. It is also my first master level spell!

Instead of choosing offensive spells, choose the Iron Armor spell as the priority upgrade target just for safety.

But what the hell is it now?

In the first actual battle with the Grandmaster-level Iron Armor Curse, the opponent actually chopped it open with a sword?

After the phantom, Aesop appeared behind the man in the ice, red light shot out quickly, and he also cast a silent coma spell.

But he didn't expect that the other party seemed to have eyes on the back of his head. He turned around suddenly, used the wand in his left hand to deflect the red light of the coma spell, and swept the heavy sword in his right hand like a stick.

Aesop took a few steps back, staggering before he barely regained his balance.

Ding bell—two black buttons fell to the ground.

Aesop's suit was open and there was a gap in the front.

"I said, hit someone without hitting someone in the face, and fight without destroying clothes. This is my best suit, and the ministry will not reimburse me." Aesop's voice became a little colder.

The man in the ice frowned. This guy was too strong and talked too much.But he just used Disapparation, right?Apparated during combat?

Terrible physical fitness!The man in the ice sighed in his heart. Although apparation is convenient, many wizards will not use this method as a way to travel unless they have to.

Because the experience of using Apparition is really not good. It is like being squeezed out of a narrow tube. It takes a long time to recover.In comparison, both the floo network and even the broomstick are much more comfortable.

But the opponent's disembodiment does not seem to cause any discomfort, and it is even used as a means of assisting in combat. How terrible a person's physical fitness can bear this?

Unexpectedly, Aesop was also sighing in his heart, this old man is really strong and healthy. The physical fitness of the fighting nation is very high.This person looks to be over fifty. He has been dancing with a heavy sword for so long. His face is not red and he is out of breath. It seems that he can still go up to the fifth floor in one breath.

The continuous bursts of air startled the man in the ice, and a large group of people apparated over.

Considering this is England, it seems like the other party's helper was recruited by the pink-haired witch who escaped just now?

time to go.

The man in the ice pressed the wand slightly, but he didn't expect Aesop to rush up directly: "You want to leave without paying for my clothes?"

Damn it, the other party wants to force the follower to reveal himself!

Aesop has already pulled the heavy sword. Tonks has done a good job. The people he brought back from the ministry are all good players. He must keep this old man here today. After all, his clothes can't be ruined in vain, right?

The man in the ice decisively let go of his hand, pushed out the heavy sword and Aesop Green, and disappeared from the spot.

"Aesop, are you okay?" Mad-Eye Moody's magic eyes rolled wildly, and with him came Kingsley Shacklebolt's Auror team.

This is a tall, dark-skinned, bald wizard. Aesop remembers that he became the new Minister of Magic after the war in the novel?

Aesop weighed the sword left by the man in the ice. It was really heavy.The sword is all silver-white, and there are a few Russian characters on the blade, which may be the name of the sword owner.

"Tonks, you should remember that man's appearance, imitate him with Disguise Magus, and have the Ministry issue a wanted notice immediately."

"All the forces in the ministry are now assigned to capture Blake..."

"Old Sha, he is much more dangerous than Black." Aesop looked at Kingsley, "Fuck..."

"What's wrong?" Moody looked around all the time and seemed to find nothing unusual.

Aesop shook the front of his suit: "That old guy took my buttons away."

"I'm going to take a step first. Maybe I can use this sword to determine the identity of the other party." Aesop raised the sword in his hand and hurriedly performed Apparition. "Those Muggles on the ship should be controlled by dark wizards." , just let it go after erasing this memory."

Tonks' hair turned an uneasy brown. What were the black lines on Captain Green's face just now?Did you see it wrong?

Kingsley looked at Aesop melting into the air: "Every time I see him, I can see his progress."

Moody nodded: "A very talented wizard."

"I mean, is this situation really normal?" Kingsley hesitated, then said uneasily, "Normal wizards rarely make such visible progress after graduating from school, right? After all, After adulthood, the wizard's magic power almost stops growing."

"But we didn't find any sign that he was contaminated with dark magic, right - we also captured a lot of dark wizards, almost catching up with me." Moody paused his walking stick, "And you shouldn't be worried. Tell me, after all, I'm just a retired old man, except for the occasional training of new Aurors."

Kingsley said nothing more. He knew how much the senior Auror hated dark wizards, and how much he admired Aesop Green for his crazy work attitude against dark wizards.

"Tonks, let's go back through the nearby stove. My old arms and legs can't stand two Apparitions in a short period of time."

Tonks responded quickly.

"No, no," Moody stopped the other person from trying to help him. "We haven't reached this point yet. If one day walking becomes a problem, I will find a deserted cave and wait to die without coming out. For you to see.”

The two left the cabin habitually while bickering, leaving the rest to Kingsley and his team.

"Captain Shacklebolt, let those Muggles be handled by the memory cancellation department. In order to capture Black, we still have two wizarding communities to search..."

Kingsley waved his hand to stop him: "I want all the information about those Muggles, where they come from, which company Chuanshan's goods belong to, who he met before departure, all of them."

"To capture the dark wizard who smuggled into the country?"

"No, because of Aesop Green." Kingsley waved his wand, and blue light spread from his feet, quickly covering the entire cabin.

This magic can isolate the inside and outside, and can completely preserve the smell and even the traces of magic in the cabin.

"I learned this from you, Aesop," he seemed to be saying to himself, "preserve all traces of the scene, because the truth is often hidden under inconspicuous clues.