Hogwarts: Becoming a god from reselling fresh food

Someone glared at Murphy, it was a German.

He stood up and pushed the wine glass down, "What if you don't drink?"

As he spoke, he took out a wand from his left sleeve and held it in his hand.

It seems that Murphy is not the only one who knows how to keep an extra wand.

"This guest, I advise you to think carefully." Ivan said impartially.

"Don't think about it, I won't be threatened by you!"

Ivan took a sip of the wine in his hand and put it on the table, "Sophie, I leave this to you."

After saying that, the Grand Duke left the scene, and his son Lars also left.

The man in military uniform stood on the stage, "The Grand Duke didn't explain clearly, I will tell you again. Drink this glass of wine, then get out of here with your things, otherwise... you will die here."

"You dare to attack us, you know I am..."

The German wanted to say something more, but suddenly the air around him twisted for a moment. A knight wearing armor and holding a giant sword appeared behind him at some point. The giant sword was raised and then fell.

"Crack", a big head rolled to the ground.

"Wha, who is it?!" The messengers were panicked, but the armored knight had disappeared again.

Even Murphy was stunned.

What kind of magic is this?

Could it be that the knight just now was also an "ancestral spirit"?

Sophie spoke again, "Leave or die?"

"I'll drink, I'll drink..." Someone immediately became timid, picked up the glass and drank it all in one gulp, "Let me go."

Sophie actually didn't make things difficult for him anymore, and even an attendant sent him a package to send him off.

At this time, a messenger's figure flashed for a moment, but suddenly he knelt on the ground.

Sophie looked at him, "Want to escape? Don't you know that except for the Sky Street Terrace, the spirit world is not allowed to travel here at the top of the mountain?"

The so-called spirit world travel is actually what the wizards of the Soviet Union call "Apparition" and other similar space transfer methods.

In order to protect the royal family and prevent the palace from being invaded at will, no space transfer is allowed near the top of Alkaim except for the "Sky Street Terrace" specially set aside. Ivan's residence is also within the restricted area.

Seeing that there was no way to escape and that they would die if they didn't drink the glass of wine, the remaining people finally stopped insisting and drank it one after another even if the wine was really poisonous. Then they were sent away one by one.

After a while, only Murphy was left in the courtyard.

"What's your choice, Mr. Murphy Duckholm?" Sophie asked.

"I don't like being forced to do things," Murphy said.

"Really?" Sophie didn't try to persuade her, "That's such a pity."

As soon as he finished speaking, an armored knight appeared behind Murphy and slashed with his sword.

But Murphy had already expected it. The moment the knight appeared, he turned around suddenly, stretched his fingers into sharp claws, stabbed out like a javelin, and pierced the knight's neck with a pop.

The other hand grabbed the iron-clad head and twisted it, then took off the knight's head.

He looked at the blood in his hand, "It seems like it's not a spirit. It's actually a living person?"

But if space transfer was restricted, how did he appear behind him?

Illusion?

A phantom technique that has no clue or sound at all?

It's a bit awesome.

"You are indeed different," Sophie said. "When they said you killed Alexey, I didn't quite believe it, but you are indeed different from ordinary wizards. How did you get this ability to change locally?"

Murphy didn't want to talk nonsense. He turned into lightning and appeared behind the opponent. He grabbed it. However, the figure in front of him flickered and disappeared. He didn't feel like he hit anything real.

At the same time, a strange color flashed at the edge of the perspective, and he subconsciously stretched out his hand, "Armor for protection!"

"Bang!" A huge sword hit the pale golden light shield. It was a knight. Half of his figure seemed to be still hidden in nothingness, and the other half was under Murphy's four-color vision. Showing a chaotic color.

After missing a hit, the knight withdrew his sword and disappeared again.

Murphy also turned into lightning and flashed a distance away. With a bang, a sword struck the spot where he had just stopped.

Another knight!

But before he could be surprised, another fist hit him from nowhere. Murphy immediately flew into the air and avoided the attack.

He got it.

This courtyard is actually filled with invisible knights!

But why a knight and not...

Just as the thoughts in his mind turned around, he saw a flash of light below, and he immediately used the armor spell again to block a wind blade that came from nowhere.

Damn, you are playing dirty, right?

A group of old men are using their stealth devices!

But why is this phantom spell so powerful? Didn't he show his true form during the attack?

But it doesn't matter, the worst case scenario is a large-scale clearing.

He had been waiting for so long just now, just waiting for his forward swing to end. The next moment, countless electric lights lit up in the sky, which were the lightning crows he had spent so much time releasing.

They once again formed an antenna array in the air, and Murphy's will synchronized with it. The next moment the magic frequency modulation was completed, his eyes instantly turned into a golden color, and thunder surged around him, "Thunderstorm!"

He himself is still down there, and if he uses spells like Avada, he won't be able to hold on, but it's much easier to use the thunder and lightning to which he is immune to clear the area.

The originally bright moonlight was immediately covered by thick dark clouds, and then, rolling thunder fell like countless lightning arrows.

However, the sight of thunder falling everywhere that Murphy expected did not appear. In the next moment, all those lightning arrows were blocked by a thin transparent barrier more than a hundred feet high.

"Boom!" The flashes of thousands of thunder and lightning bursts were like a hundred suns rising at the same time, illuminating the night even brighter than the day.

Immediately, the deafening bang made Murphy almost deaf.

St. Peter's Wall!

Damn it!

It's not that he forgot about this thing, but he has tested it before. The lightning crow can pass through this barrier completely freely, and even living creatures can pass through it. There is no reason why the electric charge can't pass through, right?

As a result, it actually stopped the lightning.

What the hell does this mean?

"Is this the move you used to kill Alexei?" Sophie's voice sounded from below again, "It is indeed a terrifying force, but no attack can break the Wall of Saint Peter. Here, You can’t use that trick.”

attack?

In other words, can this barrier still determine whether an object is an attack?

Want to try Avada?

Forget it, Murphy gave up the idea of ​​clearing the field directly.

According to them, this St. Peter's Wall has existed since the city was founded. It must be at least several hundred years old. Its defensive capabilities are 80% ridiculous, and the "Avada Star Destroyer Cannon" may not be effective, and the Star Destroyer Cannon may not be effective. With an attack like a cannon, he can basically only hit one blow.

It's better to keep such a trump card. If there is any disagreement, he can use it as a last resort.

The ultimate move is restricted, the enemy is hidden in the dark, the situation is a bit troublesome, and why does it feel like this guy knows him very well and is waiting for him to come?

"Are you prepared?" Murphy asked doubtfully.

"Do you think Felipe Carlos was led away by Mrs. Yaga?" Sophie looked up at him, "Mrs. Yaga wants to contain him, why don't we want to contain Madam Yaga?"

"If not, we may not be able to kill you."