The Big Boss Behind Hogwarts

After Leon finished speaking, he pointed his wand at a vampire.

A flash of excitement flashed in his eyes, "Avada Suomin!"

A dazzling green light passed through the crowd, hitting a vampire.

The vampire died silently, and his corpse fell with a "thump", breaking the peace of the battlefield.

In the next instant, more than 30 vampires jumped into the air, their pitch-black cloaks fluttering in the wind, blocking the starlight.

Awoken from Moriarty's flamboyant magic, the purebloods drew their wands.

"Drill the heart and gouge out the bone!"

"Fractured!"

"Burning flames!"

"Smashed to pieces!"

"There are many obstacles!"

"Call God Guard!"

All kinds of magic spells were used by the pure bloods, dozens of magic lights flashed across, and the vampires made a variety of coping methods. The battlefield suddenly became chaotic, and the atmosphere was extremely tense.

After Leon used the Killing Curse, he was exhausted and staggered back behind the crowd. Tonks summoned her patron saint Michelle.

The white rabbit jumped and brought a large piece of light and pure breath to dispel the blood and darkness brought by the vampire, but soon it was entangled by a vampire.

Charlie raised his wand above his head, controlled the flames, turned into a head-to-head fire dragon, and charged towards the vampire in the air with his fangs and claws.

The vampires let out a mocking laugh, and they began to transform.

Some turned out werewolf arms, smiled disdainfully, and smashed Charlie's Transfiguration.

Some of them turned out the blood wings of bats and chased them in the air with fire dragons.

Two old-looking vampires chanted mysterious spells, and their hands formed a large mass of black mucus, which changed several times in the air, forming a blood network, overwhelming the pure blood.

Jericho held his wand and yelled, "Fall! Fear! Fear!"

However, the blood net did not move at all, and continued to press over with a stench.

"The split spell doesn't work," Leon said hoarsely, "let me do it!"

He endured the discomfort, squinted his eyes and raised his wand, "Try this, Shen Feng Wuying!"

"Thorn--thorn!"

Like a piece of cloth being torn apart, the blood web was divided into several pieces, and Jericho hurriedly added a few split spells to completely shatter it.

"If you remember correctly, that spell should be Professor Snape's unique skill, right?"

Tonks glanced at Leon and raised the corner of his mouth, "Let me show my hand, the spell taught by Professor Pomona Sprout - the spell invented by Hufflepuff, one of the Big Four!

"Michelle is back!" Tonks greeted her patron saint, and the White Rabbit abandoned its opponent and ran back to its master.

Its opponent, the vampire, instead targeted Tonks.

Tonks sneered, turning her hair brown, like the color of the earth, she waved her wand and roared: "Muze confinement!"

A swamp suddenly appeared under the vampire's feet, the ground softened, unable to maintain a standing posture, slipped into the swamp, and struggled in panic.

At the same time, clumps of mud fell from the sky above his head, pouring all over his face.

The vampire was submerged in the mud and struggled weakly, and was soon swallowed by the swamp.

"Remember, Hufflepuffs are from the swamp!" Tonks gave the swamp a graceful bow.

That way, the purebloods suddenly remembered that Tonks was also a woman of the Black family!

"Good job," Charlie grinned. "Now it's my turn. We're purebloods at Hogwarts, and we can't let Slytherin and Hufflepuff take over the limelight."

"Burning flames!"

Charlie used the Fire Charm again, and he released five large fireballs, illuminating the sky and igniting the blood in the purebloods' hearts.

"How hot is the flame?" Tonks found that Moriarty's rain, snow, and cold wind had evaporated.

Five large fireballs began to glow like the sun, the surging temperature distorted the air, and the vampires screamed and ran away.

"The Gryffindor sun!"

Charlie held his wand high, sweat on his forehead, with excitement in his eyes: "Mr. Tomoriarty, the three-state change he proposed inspired Professor McGonagall, who improved on the basis of Transfiguration. , vampires, there is no way for you to escape!"

Not all vampires are Archduke Quinlan, they become weak, irritable, thirsty when exposed to the sun...

The scorching sun will burn their skin, and their fear of the sun is etched in their bones like a mouse meets a cat.

They quickly wrapped their bodies in black cloaks and fled in a hurry.

"Don't panic, just a few students at school!"

One of the elderly vampires shouted.

When the old Jew who ran back to the castle to watch the battle heard this, he pouted.

"You're blind, you can't see the life-threatening curse, and you still have students? Is Hogwarts a training base for British dark wizards? Is Dumbledore the biggest Dark Lord? Where did a group of monsters come from? !"

After finishing speaking, the old Jew passed on his experience to his grandson Isaac: "Although our Jewish family is not a vampire in France, it can thrive in France. All forces give your grandfather my face. What do you rely on for your grandfather?"

"It's... age?" Isaac said absentmindedly, hugging the girl.

The old Jew patted Isaac's head, and said earnestly: "It depends on observing words and expressions, never provoking existences that cannot be provoked!

Did you see that, what is age? The devil Kunlan has lived for thousands of years, and is he still planted in the hands of a student? Take a good look. "

Isaac glanced at the battlefield and felt that the love in his arms was more fragrant.

The old Jew sighed and continued to read.

I saw the old vampire and the same old vampire beside him look at each other, and the two of them have been floating in the air since the beginning of the battle.

"Blood curse, donate blood with me, wake up the devil!"

The two vampires bit their fingertips, and a little blood floated in the air. A powerful and evil aura suddenly came, which made people panic.

Can't let them summon successfully!

A thought flashed through the pure bloods, but the vampires also knew how to protect them. They rushed towards the pure bloods like crazy, and the target was Charlie!

"Redhead, your magic can't last long, you're screwed!"

The vampires screeched and flew through the low altitude fearlessly, and a few turned their legs into wolf legs and ran over.

"There are many obstacles!"

"There are many obstacles!"

Leon led a group of pure blood to cast spells to resist, but the werewolf's magic resistance was too strong, and the spell hit him and was immediately thrown away.

"It's too late," Leon reluctantly threw a punch, "Organize defenses, use the Iron Armor Curse!"

"Super armor and body protection!"

"Armor Protection"

Tonks released the Patronus again.

"What are you doing, Marcus?" Suddenly, Jericho saw Marcus running towards a werewolf rushing forward!

"I don't have any magical talent. I have too many shortcomings. Perhaps the only advantage is that I have a lot of strength!" Marcus shouted: "With me in front, they can't rush over!"

The tall and tall Marcus ran like a fast-moving car, with a whistling wind, and crashed into the vampire with werewolf arms and legs.

The vampire showed a hideous smile and waved his wolf claws at Marcus' head!

Jericho was so frightened that he hurriedly cast a spell: "Imprisoned the void!"

His wand was aimed at the left side of the vampire, and a powerful magic force rushed over, and the air on the left side was imprisoned.

Losing the support of the air on the left, the air on the right is like a pusher, pushing the vampire hard to the left!

The vampire staggered and couldn't keep his balance, and Marcus bumped into him head-on!

"Boom!"

The vampire was knocked aside, fell to the ground and rolled a few times before stopping. Marcus quickly caught up and drew his wand at his head: "Fragmented! Torn apart! Torn apart..."

It has to be said that Marcus's magical talent is completely messed up. He has used the split spell many times, but the number of successful times is very small.

Apparently, a few split spells weren't enough to kill a vampire, so Marcus closed his eyes and shook his wand frantically: "Cracked! Splits! Splits! Ah, splits! Splits!"

The flesh and blood on the vampire's head flew around, and blood and bone meal were blown up everywhere.

The blood quickly stayed from the vampire's head and penetrated to the soles of Marcus' feet, but he couldn't see it, and was still "to pieces! To pieces..."

"Marcus!" Moriarty stretched out a hand and patted Marcus on the shoulder~www.wuxiax.com~ Marcus opened his eyes, "Sir?"

"Stop, you already killed him."

When Marcus stopped, there was nothing left of what was supposed to be around the vampire's neck.

"Oh, sir..." Marcus passed out when he saw the blood on his hands.

"You've done enough, then leave it to us." Moriarty sent him out of the battlefield, while knocking his staff lightly on the ground, a circle of light blue halo spread like the rising tide of sea water. Come on.

"Ocean Fraternity!"

The halo spread to the feet of the purebloods, and a ray of light lit up. Everyone felt warm, the fear in their hearts was dispelled, and the physical discomfort disappeared.

Charlie and the exhausted Leon, who had stopped releasing "The Sun of Gryffindor", suddenly felt that they had inexhaustible magic and strength, and they looked around excitedly.

On the other hand, the vampires were surprised, and they asked the two aged vampires, "Lord Count, what should we do?"

"It turned out to be the Earl of Vampires." Moriarty nodded lightly. The Quinlan family is indeed very strong. Usually, it is rare for a vampire to have an earl, but there are two in the Quinlan family, and there is also an old monster.

Moriarty looked at Archduke Quinlan, who had fallen to the ground and passed out, and then looked at the pure bloods whose spirits had multiplied, thinking that it was time to end the battle.

He took out a bottle of magic recovery potion (primary) and drank it, then walked over to the purebloods and pulled out his cedar wand.

Holding the Slytherin wand tightly in the right hand and the cedar wand in the left hand, Moriarty raised his hands, and the magic of the water element rushed to the sky!