Hogwarts: Bourne Returns from Warhammer

"stupefy!"

"Expelliarmus!"

"Serpensortia!"

"..."

All kinds of offensive spells burst out from the mouths of the blue-turbaned wizards.

They chanted mantras loudly.

Although the pronunciation of their spells is more or less problematic, the number of people makes up for the lack of spells.

It's quite annoying.

Fortunately, the targets of their attack - the four little wizards who appeared in the garden behind the "Emperor's New Clothes" shop - were all Gryffindor students.

As we all know, among the four houses of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Gryffindor has always been famous for its martial virtues.

You know, Gryffindor House, even the captain of the Quidditch team is named Wood...

Moreover, thanks to the frequent "friendly exchanges" between the houses with the little snakes, perhaps the level of spell casting is just that, but the little lions have indeed developed some pretty good skills in dodge.

The tables in the auditorium, the goal posts on the Quidditch pitch, the twisting corridors in the castle, the stairs that change every moment...

Let's put it this way, it's like the Furniture City to Jackie Chan - the more complex the terrain, the more Gryffindor's little lion can use his extraordinary dodge skills.

Faced with the magic spell flying towards them, George and Fred immediately obeyed the muscle reflexes developed through many battles. The two of them slid at the same time and hid behind the [Polonaise] car next to them, which was "sulking" on its own.

The magic spells shot by the blue turbans either flew over the roof of the car or hit the iron door - the output was as fierce as a tiger, and the score was zero or five.

"These people's spellcasting is completely inaccurate."

"Short and weak."

"Not even as good as Slytherin."

"They made the first move. Let's ask the super elder brother to see if we can also..."

Faced with the barrage of attacks, the twins even had time to chat. It is conceivable that the skills of these blue turbans are actually just that.

And when they turned to look at Percy, they found that their old man didn't dodge. Instead, he received several spells in a row, and used a "repelling spell" with his wand, flying away a thought. The giant viper was about to open its mouth and bite him.

"Alarte Ascendare!"

Percy quickly recited a spell, and the poisonous snake he flew away turned into a plume of smoke in the air with a pop.

As a prefect, he naturally had to show the "dignity" of a prefect, and Percy was unwilling to dodge like his two younger brothers.

He chose to be tough - I have to admit, this was very Gryffindor-y.

In this way, Percy inevitably attracted most of the attention of the blue hooded people, and they also realized that this young wizard was a ruthless character.

When a man with a blue turban with a curly mustache saw this, he immediately shouted to the others: "This guy is difficult to deal with, hurry up and charge at him."

What he said [rush] was to rush over.

Wizards, rounded up, equal "Master", and it is basically common sense that mages are not good at melee combat.

After being reminded, the eyes of the group of blue turbans suddenly lit up: We are not as good as you in playing magic spells, are we not as good as you in shaking our fists and making knife gestures?

joke!

Someone among them immediately found a flying carpet, several people jumped on it, and then immediately flew towards Percy.

However, after the flying carpet carrying several blue turbans flew seven or eight meters, something suddenly malfunctioned in the air. Like a car that's out of gear, it surges forward and suddenly stops.

Then, as if he had drunk fake wine, the blue turban driving the magic flying carpet actually controlled the flying carpet to perform a "Lonsky Feint" that only appears in Quidditch matches. However, this technique and tactic is generally only used by seekers playing in the Quidditch Professional League, and the magic flying carpet is not suitable for such flying maneuvers, so his Wronsky fake move was only half displayed. .

The flying carpet suddenly rushed up to the dome two or three stories high, and then crashed into the ground like a green onion. None of the blue-turbaned people on the flying carpet were spared, and they were all ejected by the safety magic attached to the magic carpet.

As luck would have it, there is a flowerbed with poisonous tentacles growing next to it.

Ah, ah, ah...

Those blue hoods were so painful that they almost screamed out their throats, but no one paid any attention to them at this time, because their companions were facing a more terrifying reality: there was a little kid holding a "big gun" Watching them.

This gun is the Kiranduni air rifle on the Hydra, and according to the magic ship itself, this gun was collected and modified by Horace's grandfather, Grandpa Bourne's grandfather. A secret weapon.

"Don't be afraid, everyone, he is just a little wizard. Even if he has a gun in his hand, will he use it?"

These blue turbans are not typical wizards, because they all had the experience of making a living in the Muggle society before becoming Zabini's subordinates, so they all know Muggle gadgets like [firearms].

Naturally, they all know the power of firearms.

Although he said not to be afraid, as a half-hearted wizard who couldn't even use "armor protection", his constantly twitching calves exposed the guilty conscience of the man who just shouted to cheer up the big guy.

"Snapped--!"

Bourne raised his hand and fired a lead bullet from Kiranduni's air rifle, which directly penetrated the blue turban on the man's head, and the flying lead cut open the man's scalp. Blood flowed down the man's forehead.

"Don't be afraid, everyone! The thing this kid is holding looks like an old antique like a muzzleloader. There should be only one bullet in it..."

Another great cleverness.

However, although this person saw that the Kiranduni air rifle was an antique, he did not know that it could actually shoot nearly 20 rounds of lead bullets at a time.

I still suffer the disadvantage of being uneducated...

“Pah, pah, pah, pah—!”

Bourne did not hesitate and continuously pulled the trigger, correcting the man's misconception with practical actions.

Driven by the compressed air in the cylinder, the lead bullets were fired one after another, and each one accurately hit the blue turbans wrapped on the heads of these people.

"Don't be afraid, everyone! This little wizard is alone. Let's cast the disarming spell together and disarm his weapons now."

"Weapons to kill you!" x3

Three spells like red lightning came out in response. However, it was not the blue turbans present who cast the spell. While Bourne attracted the attention of these guys, the three Weasley brothers took the lead and chanted the disarming spell at them.

With a flash of red light, the wands in their hands seemed to have suddenly turned into hot potatoes, and they were all "thrown" out by just one finger.

Seven or eight wands, all fell into the hands of three Weasleys in the blink of an eye.

"Don't be afraid, everyone! Hurry up and raise your hands above your head. Regardless of wizards or Muggles, 'preferential treatment of prisoners' is written into the law..."