The Day of the Draw at Hogwarts

"Am I a free man in a free world?" Dumbledore understood what he was saying, and patiently explained to Tom: "What he shouted just now was Celtic, a dead language. Only some of the roots survive.”

Tom glanced at Professor Dumbledore with a very complicated look. Dumbledore said in a very normal tone that he was just a wizard who had lived long enough.

If you live a long time, you will naturally know some unpopular knowledge.

At this time, the fat man had already jumped on Evans and started wrestling with him. Tom knew that Evans was an excellent wizard, but he didn't expect that he was also good at melee combat. An ordinary wizard might have no choice but to wait for death if he was pinned down by such a behemoth that was not afraid of death, but Evans was different.

After being knocked down by the fat man at close range, he clamped one hand on the fat man's neck to prevent him from biting him, and separated the fat man's arms with his other hand, and the two were entangled.

At this time, other people in the carriage also rushed over. A man in a gray suit pulled the fat man's shoulders, and at the same time he shouted loudly: "Sir, calm down - God!"

The fat man turned his face towards him, and the man in gray also saw the fat man's face: the face was swollen like sourdough bread, and the skin was bulging, shiny and transparent, with the mouth closing and the bones shaking. , streams of pus are flowing out from various holes. Without the Forgetting Curse, this scene would have been a nightmare for the rest of his life.

After the fat man was disturbed in this way, the pressure on Evans suddenly decreased. With one kick, he kicked the fat man off his body. The man in gray behind the fat man also took the opportunity to release his grip on the fat man.

After letting go, he felt his hands were sticky. When he lowered his head, he saw that his hands were already filled with yellowish-brown liquid. The man shuddered, and for a moment he even had the urge to chop off his own hand. He used all his strength to wipe his hands on the seat next to him, but the greasy feel was still retained on his hands.

"Burning flames!" From being knocked down to kicking the opponent away, it only took Evans a few seconds, and his subsequent reaction was also extremely fast - he didn't even use a wand, he directly cast a spell without a wand. Remembering the fire spell, the fat man turned into a huge fireball.

But obviously this was a wrong decision.

If the fat man was still alive, this fire spell would be enough to make him lose the ability to resist. But he is already dead. A dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, and a dead man is not afraid of being burned by fire. Evans directly helped him perform a fire enchantment.

The fat accumulated from burgers, cola, steak, and butter burned violently in the air. The methane decomposed by microorganisms in the body after the fat man died also joined the heat feast, making the flames more intense, and the outer flames even appeared light blue. color.

The Muggles in the carriage were frightened. Just now they thought it was a verbal conflict between the two, but now the situation was obviously out of control, and the names of familiar organizations flashed in the minds of the passengers.

They became a mess and scrambled towards the front door of the carriage, leaving Evans and the man in flames to confront each other at the back door.

The crazy burning flames lightened the man's burden, and his movements became more agile, so fast that he left a bunch of afterimages in the carriage. At such a speed, it would be difficult for the wizard's spell to hit him. But Evans didn't even consider using magic spells to hit him.

Evans decided to wait and see.

Because the man's target is him, he will definitely attack him, and he just needs to wait quietly. So he placed several iron armor spells around himself.

His Iron Armor Curse seems to be different from ordinary people. The iron armor spell of ordinary wizards forms a translucent shield that can protect a certain area, but Evans' iron armor spell has a wider range, almost covering his entire body. More importantly, there is a small part of it that is more solid, glowing with a faint metallic light.

The fat man was like a ball of fire, violently hitting Evans' armor spell, causing the translucent protective film to tremble, but it was not broken in the end. When the man wanted to leave, he found that the gray protective film seemed to be sticky, sticking to him and rapidly absorbing the flames on his body.

Dumbledore looked at this iron armor curse, stroked his beard, moved up to it with interest, and observed it at close range for a while.

"A genius idea. The improved Iron Armor Curse can absorb the magic power from the outside world and strengthen itself. Such a spell is really rare. If you want to break his Iron Armor Curse, you need to pour a lot of magic power in a short time to support his Iron Armor Curse. break."

Tom looked at Evans' Iron Armor Curse and was a little moved: Evans' improvement to the spell was interesting and could enhance defense. The Iron Armor Curse is almost invincible in protecting a single spell. As long as the difference in strength between the two sides is not too big, the Iron Armor Curse can reflect or deflect the spell. But its protection against continuous spells has its limits. Wood's armor spell was broken by [senior sister]'s flock of birds before, which is a very good example. Not only the continuous magic spell, but also the damage caused by physical attacks to the Iron Armor Curse is very considerable.

Generally speaking, an iron armor spell can only block and reflect one attack. After being blocked for a while, it will dissipate due to exhaustion of magic power. Evans' improvements to the Iron Armor Curse undoubtedly helped the Iron Armor Curse find a way to recharge, giving this one-time skill a stronger battery life. However, this improvement has its pros and cons. From the looks of Evans, it should only allow a small protective area to have this function.

The man still broke free from Evans' iron armor spell, and out of instinct, kept a little distance from Evans. At this time, he had turned into a white skeleton, with black flames flashing in his two eye sockets, and a ball of fire entrenched in the ribs of his chest. As he breathed, the fire moved up and down, flowing from his chest to his limbs. Then it returns from the limbs to the chest, just like human blood.

However, many times, what you do out of instinct is the wrong thing to do. It was a stupid decision for Skeleton to distance himself from the mage Evans. Evans took out his wand directly, and a series of magic spells flew out from the tip of the wand, exploding skulls and bone fragments flying everywhere.

This skeleton was extremely strong. If it had been replaced with other bones, it would have turned into bone residue that could be used as fertilizer. However, it was only knocked back a few steps by the explosion and broke a few bones.

The skeleton monster stood back up, and the bones that had just been blown away automatically flew back into his body. But it found that it could no longer move, because countless vines grew on the ground, entangled with itself along its bone seams, and pinned the skeleton monster firmly to the ground.