Hogwarts Dark Lord Reserve

The big white hand that formed all the curses firmly restrained the waist of the fire wolf.

The fire wolf's hind legs bent slightly, its front legs hooked to the ground, and its body, which was suppressed by the curse, pushed up little by little. The howl of the wolf resounded throughout the world, and the sound shook the whole field, and the flaming teeth bit the big white hand.

The people who were startled by the long howling of the fire wolf, hastened to remove the tents and other things, and provided help for the companions who were struggling to resist the fire wolf.

"Hold on!"

Newt gritted his teeth, and all the magic power in his body poured into the wand spontaneously. The wand maintained the curse, and the others did the same, struggling to maintain the spell.

The giant white hand held the fire wolf at the waist, and slowly closed five fingers, trying to crush the fire wolf. The howl of the fire wolf became more and more horrific, and the limbs kept digging the ground, and the flames from the body splashed on the giant hand. On the ground, the tongue of fire burned the giant hand, which was eroded by the flames, and the closing movement slowly stopped.

"Increase the output of magic power!" Newt yelled when he saw this, and the magic power at the top of the wand was even more radiant.

The abundance of magic power of adult wizards is based on the comparison with underage wizards. You can see that Charlotte, who is a pseudo-adult among them, has a bit stronger magic power than many adult wizards.

The first one who couldn't stand it was the skinny man. He was startled by the claws of the fire wolf waving towards him. He was attacked by scorching heat, and his heart was about to jump out of his throat. He shook his hand and failed to stabilize the output of magic power. The magical power blasted him five meters away, and he fell to the ground hard and couldn't get up again.

The balance of dominance gradually shifted to the fire wolf. Newt and the others had no time to worry about their companion's injuries, and silently increased the output of magic power. The short-haired woman let out an unexplained painful sound, and the sense of depletion of magic power was a warning in her body, and the output of magic power was inevitable. shrunk.

Fire Wolf stood up again, and the closed fingers of the giant hand were gradually freed.

Charlotte took out the ball in his pocket and threw it into the sky. The metal shell on the surface of the ball shattered, and the powerful magic power flowed into the giant hand, reversing the disadvantage.

The closing speed of the giant hand accelerated, and the size of the fire wolf was continuously compressed. Newt's wand was raised abruptly, blocking the output of magic power. Charlotte and the others also dropped their hands one after another, sending the last magic power into the giant hand.

Ow!

The fire wolf roared up to the sky, and its huge body was destroyed by the curse. The rumbling pillar of fire shot straight into the sky, and the shock wave swept out. Charlotte, who had some strength left, protected Newt and his party with armor protection.

The tents and other sundries that had not been dismantled behind were blown into the sky by the strong wind, and a deep pit was blown out where the fire wolf was.

Losing the isolation of the barrier, this terrifying aura alarmed the birds and beasts in the jungle. A large number of birds flew away from this area, and all kinds of beasts also quickly moved away. In an instant, the jungle became empty, and the bustle of the past was completely gone.

The short-haired girl and the slightly fat man couldn't bear to sit on the ground. The feeling of exhaustion of magic power was very uncomfortable. Their faces were all pale, and their legs couldn't stop shaking.

"Then, I'll take my leave." Charlotte looked down at Newt who was sitting on the ground in a state of embarrassment.

"Thank you very much for your help. Without you, this Fiercefire Curse would probably get out of control." Newt didn't stop it. Regardless of the identity and purpose of the other party, it still helped them.

"I'm Newt Scamander." Newt held out his hand to the man.

Charlotte raised her eyebrows, didn't hold it, didn't respond to her name, didn't wait for him to say anything, and directly disapparated and left here.

The joy of the end of the crisis appeared on his face. Seeing that the man was not ignoring him, Newt had no choice but to let go of his hand. Curious about the identity of the strange man, he stared at the direction she left and muttered.

"What a strange guy, who doesn't want to repay his selfless dedication?" Newt shook his head in self-denial. Human beings have always been realistic, and there must be something that attracted him.

"We really did it, Mr. Newt."

The short-haired girl wiped the ashes from her face, her eyes were shining brightly, she covered her heart and listened to her own violent heartbeat, suppressing her emotions.

"Yes." Newt forced himself to stand up, and put his hand on his old waist, feeling empty, with a blank face.

"It's amazing. Will we be on the headlines of the New York Ghost newspaper, and reporters will come to interview us. My parents will be happy to see me appear in the newspaper." The slightly fat man raised his hands high and said excitedly.

"Why did that gentleman leave... before I have time to thank you." The short-haired woman supported her upper body.

Before Newt said anything, Alexander's figure appeared in the field of vision, yelling and running all the way.

"Mr. Newt! It's over, it's over!"

"What's the end?" Newt had a bad feeling, his brows were furrowed, and he held Alexander. Alexander was panting, but he didn't dare to look up at Newt. Newt saw Alexander's swollen face and his heart skipped a beat. Pat Alexander on the back to slow him down.

"say clearly."

Alexander's lips moved, and he faltered and finished talking about the cause and effect.

"Your box containing magical animals was opened by a group of unknown guys, but don't worry, the box has not been snatched, and the rescued animals are safe, but a few animals escaped and were used by them. The Portkeys have been transferred, and now... presumably, in New York...?"

Just when Newt and the others were determined to stop the fire wolf, the surviving dark wizard rushed over and surrounded Alexander, the Aurors guarding the box.

This time they had the leader, who came straight to the box, led by the group of fearless black wizards, they had more than enough energy, they repelled a few guys who hit the spell, and they quickly The wand was disarmed, and he was pressed to the ground by the curse and could not move.

Alexander covered his swollen face and grinned in pain. He was holding the box tightly. Seeing that he refused to let go, the other party came up and punched him in the face, making his head buzzing.

You don't make it if you don't hit people in the face, why don't wizards use magic to solve problems, why do you use fists! ?

Alexander, who was knocked to the ground, watched them let go of several magical animals he didn't know but looked powerful, and successfully transferred them away with an umbrella.

With a slap, the box was thrown in front of them. Alexander hurriedly got on top of the box and covered the box. The magical animals inside kept pushing against the box, making him almost suffer from stomach problems. Looking at these arrogant guys, walk away.

"..." Newt was silent, and the work seemed to have become more. It was already beyond the time Tina gave, and the Ministry of Magic did their best. It was lucky that they didn't lose the box. As for those magical Animals... let's find them slowly.

Why does this scene seem familiar? I'm afraid I have fallen under the spell that something will happen to the box in the United States.

"It's good that people are fine." Newt helplessly comforted Alexander, the young Auror.

Anyway, the box was thrown from the Ministry of Magic's own staff, and he couldn't find him when looking for trouble. He cooperated so much and solved a big trouble. Newt glanced at the charred pit.

"Sir..." Alexander, who blamed himself, hung his head, and the people who fell on the ground also lost the excitement and joy of dealing with the fire wolf.

"I'm going to work overtime again." The fat man covered his face in pain. He hasn't rested since Newt arrived. He just thought he could be liberated, but unexpectedly, it was too real, his eyes were dull.

I hate working overtime!