The Day of the Draw at Hogwarts

Delis's eyes widened in surprise. He never expected that this "stick" was actually Tom's wand.

A strong gust of wind blew by and rolled up the hem of his coat. Looking at the fierce wind, Delis felt that the Tom Yoder in front of him really seemed to have the ability to quell the turmoil!

He sighed and took out his wand from under his long trench coat. In his free hand, the curse-proof ring he had spent a lot of money to get glistened in the firelight.

The place where Tom and Delis were was the commanding heights of the camp. So the Death Eaters who were arguing with the officials from the Ministry of Magic quickly noticed these two people who were behaving strangely.

Although they couldn't understand what they were doing, it didn't stop them from casting a few spells on these two people.

Looking at the colorful spells flying towards him, Delis blocked them with the iron armor spell that came with the anti-spell ring.

"You'd better hurry up." Delis was a little uneasy. The first wave of temptations was successfully blocked, but the subsequent spells would only be more powerful.

Tom ignored Delis and concentrated on controlling his weather spell. The wind he summoned spread and caused the surrounding tents to sway. With each rotation of the cyclone, the wind force doubled. Initially, it could only roll up the hem of the robe, but after the first wave of curses from the Death Eaters, the wind force was strong enough to shake the tent stuck on the ground.

"Go!" Tom pointed his staff towards the crowd of marchers, and the wind that had been slowly spreading towards the crowd rushed forward violently as if it had been whipped, several times faster than before.

The movement caused by Tom attracted the attention of most people, and more Death Eaters pointed their wands at Tom and fired spells at him. At this time, the role of Delis was revealed - he fulfilled his role as a human shield perfectly, and the ring and wand were linked together to take down all the flying curses by himself.

The whirlwind expanded rapidly and soon touched the marching crowd. The Roberts family, suspended in the air, has tilted slightly in the direction of Tom under the influence of the wind. The marchers had to stop because the wind ahead was too strong and the hoods on their heads might be blown off, potentially exposing their identities.

After Tom successfully cast the weather spell, he was not in a hurry to take the next step. Instead, he asked Delis a question without thinking.

"Mr. Delis, does the magic world have the concept of 'forbidden spells'?"

Delis was busy resisting the incoming curse, but was interrupted by Tom, and almost missed and was knocked off the roof of the tent by the Death Eaters.

"No!" He wanted to curse, but he didn't know where to start, so he could only say angrily: "The Ministry of Magic only stipulates the category of black magic, and all other magics are called magic. Forbidden curses? Unheard of!"

"Then from today onwards, there will be forbidden spells in the wizarding world." Tom laughed after hearing this.

Death Eaters love to play with fire, right? Then I will let you see the real flame!

Tom took another deep breath, and veins popped out on his temples. He raised the staff above his head for the third time. This time he did not put the staff on the ground, but waved it like a flag.

The Death Eaters not far away saw Tom's actions and were a little confused, but their instincts told them that if the man continued to release spells, something very dangerous might happen.

A burly Death Eater snorted and pointed his wand at Tom: "Avada Kedavra!"

A green light rushed towards Tom.

"Be careful! The Iron Armor Curse cannot block the Death Curse!" Delis panicked. None of the spells he knew could resist the Death Curse, and he really didn't have the consciousness to sacrifice his life to block the curse for Tom.

But Tom acted as if he didn't hear anything. He gritted his teeth and waved the staff in his hand vigorously, pouring all the remaining magic power in his body into it.

The death curse flew in front of Tom in the blink of an eye. At this critical moment, the three-headed dog guardian spirit brought by Tom rushed into the air, fluttered in the air, and blocked the death curse for Tom.

The green light disappeared all of a sudden, and the patron saint turned into a silver mist.

"Thank you, Hermione." Tom looked at the Patronus that turned into smoke, with a trace of reluctance in his eyes.

"Super Flame Bodyguard!"

A circle of blue flames rose at the edge of the tent at Tom's feet and soared into the wind, becoming as high as the tent at Tom's feet.

The whirlwind hovering nearby was drawn into the wall of fire. When the wind flew out through the wall, it turned into a whirlwind with flames! In just a few seconds, the large whirlwind summoned by Tom was dyed blue by the flames.

"Burn it..." Looking at his "masterpiece", Tom grinned with a happy smile.

Let you take a look at my self-created magic, the [Forbidden Spell] that combines the Weather Spell and the Fire Spell!

Tom smiled happily, but the wizards on the other side of the camp couldn't laugh. Everyone was frightened by this sudden change. They saw a wall of fire or a whirlwind of fire rushing toward them quickly with the help of the wind. Wherever he went, karma burned into the sky, and everything was engulfed in blue flames.

As the saying goes, fire borrows the power of wind, and wind helps fire. In less than ten seconds, half of the camp turned into a sea of ​​fire, and the air became distorted under the heat of the flames. Everyone felt their hair curling slightly.

call out--

A small ball of blue flame fell on the robe of one of the marchers, setting his robe on fire. He subconsciously hit it with his hand, but the flame actually attached to his hand and burned.

"Ah!" He let out a heart-rending scream and waved his hands quickly subconsciously. This brought about nightmare-like consequences: the flames were thrown everywhere by him, and his whole body turned into a blue fireball.

The surrounding Death Eaters dispersed in a hurry, and the ones covered in flames tore their robes like crazy, fearing that they would become like that.

"Let's go!" I don't know who shouted first, and then there was an explosion, and a hooded figure disappeared.

This seemed to remind everyone that all the marchers - regardless of whether they were stained with blue flames or not - couldn't wait to use apparation to leave. There was a crackle in the air, like a string of firecrackers being lit.

As for the fireball, no one cared.

"Merlin..." A staff member from the Ministry of Magic murmured, as if he was dreaming.

"Let's go!" Mr. Weasley reacted quickly. Together with several colleagues, he caught the fallen Roberts family, picked up the stunned Percy beside him, and ran away.

Under the leadership of Mr. Weasley, the Ministry of Magic officials dispersed. Those who were able to apparate ran away using apparation, while those who were not able to apparate could only move their legs quickly, trying to make themselves run faster.

Within seconds, all wizards were out of sight.

Seeing this, Tom mustered up his last strength, waved the staff in his hand again, and pulled the fire whirlwind towards the swamp.

After doing all this, he took the initiative to cut off the connection with these two curses.

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Done, good night.

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