The Evil God of Hogwarts

The monsters outside the door are still wandering, and they seem to have no intention of attacking and learning. The poet poked his head out a little and looked out, and asked with some confusion: "What are they waiting for?"

"Commander," Sheikh replied, "These guys only rely on instinct and need someone who can give orders."

John snorted and said: "I hate this, just sit here and wait." Most of his magic power was used on the contact crystal, and there was not much magic left to cast.

Looking at the people around them, most of them are Muggles, and there are not many wizards. Once the fighting starts, I'm afraid the situation will be very pessimistic.

And their leader, Sheikh Mendes, looked confident, as if everything was under control.

Hopefully he has other aces up his sleeve. John prayed in his heart, otherwise the whole school would become a restaurant for those things.

The poet was equally uneasy. He said to himself: "It's best this way. It's best if they stay like this until we can rescue them."

Everyone knows this is a luxury.

At the same time, the first group of church monks passed through the red shield through the rift, and they immediately spread out in small groups.

As if waiting for their arrival, the monsters hiding in the shadows came out in droves. Although the monks had prepared in advance, they were still killed without taking any measures.

Bishop Andrew made a sign of the cross on his chest, but had no intention of stopping. He waved his hand, and immediately another monk rushed into the gap.

Amelia Bones felt that the time was almost up. She nodded to the deputy beside her. The deputy understood and raised the wand in his hand to signal an attack. The Aurors behind them can also join the battlefield.

With the support of magic, the battle situation improved, and the monsters that rushed out began to be slowly forced back. After dealing with this group of dream monsters, the teams from the Church and the Ministry of Magic began to enter Lewenska Village.

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The pickup truck's tires screeched on the road, and everything in the car tumbled forward. Xing Ze quickly supported Ellie, who was about to lose consciousness.

Tina, who was sitting in the front row, was about to curse, but she saw a ball flying out from another branch, and she took a closer look. The thing that flew out landed in the middle of the road. It looked like a ball of flesh and blood.

This made the girl's stomach churn, but she was even more shocked by the sudden appearance of a black figure in front of her. The figure was like a whirlwind, and the gleaming sword blade pierced into the body of a twisted creature.

The monster kept roaring, but it was tightly grasped by the man and could not break free at all.

The Sheriff was equally surprised as Tina. Fortunately, he applied the emergency brake after seeing the first flying object. Otherwise, he would have hit it now.

Xing Ze in the back row checked on Ellie. The eldest lady fainted due to the shaking, but no change had occurred yet. He hesitated and put away his blue beak. It was easy to kill her. Xing Ze was absolutely sure that he would kill Ellie the moment she mutated.

"What happened?" He put the eldest lady down and asked Skrtel.

"There is a man." Skrtel didn't know how to describe it. "You'd better come and see for yourself."

Xing Ze put his head forward, and through the windshield he saw the man in a black windbreaker, who was pulling out the staff and sword from the monster's body.

Church people? Xing Ze muttered in his heart, and he saw the cross on the man's neck. The silver cross shone dazzlingly in the sun.

Suddenly, he remembered the blood of the saints of the church, which could effectively suppress dream pollution. Thinking of this, Xing Ze opened the car door, jumped out quickly, and walked cautiously towards the man.

Halfway through, he saw two other people on the fork in the road, an old lady and another... Xing Ze stopped and took a closer look, and found the wand in the hand of another young man and the sun logo on his collar.

Auror? Doubts arose in his heart, and then he seemed to remember something, and suddenly looked at the old lady, and couldn't help shouting in his heart: Isn't this the manager of Gaoshan Apartment?

This strange combination was beyond Xing Ze's expectation. Just as he was in a daze, the other party had noticed him.

The young Auror immediately pointed his wand at Xing Ze. The old lady's reaction was not slow and she pointed the gun in her hand at the people in the car.

However, Caesarine soon realized something was wrong. She looked at Xing Ze a few times and shouted with wide eyes, "Oh, Merlin, it's you, that reporter."

"Reporter?" Alfred looked at Caesarine with some uncertainty.

"Yeah, that's right. I remember you coming to interview me because Harvey, hey, do you remember? Mr. Reporter, you promised me you would write a story about me."

Did I promise? Xing Ze searched for this memory in his mind. He only remembered that he promised the old lady that she would be included in the newspaper, but he did not promise her to write a separate report.

"It seems you have forgotten." Caesarine nodded and pointed the rifle at Xing Ze. "They all say reporters are liars, which is true. Hey, boy, I read the newspaper, and I'm not in it at all. . You'd better explain it to me, otherwise, I won't mind opening a few holes in you."

"Wait a minute, wait a minute." Xing Ze raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, "Some of us are injured and need treatment. Regarding the report, I will definitely give you a satisfactory answer."

"So, he is really a reporter?" Alfred looked at Xing Ze uncertainly.

Xing Ze sighed and asked the man directly: "Hey, are you from the church?"

The man turned his head and looked over. For a moment, Xing Ze felt as if he was being targeted by some ferocious beast. An invisible sense of oppression swept through his body, and the skin on the back of his neck felt a pain like needle pricks.

Similarly, Blue Beak instantly entered a state of alert. If Xing Ze hadn't reacted in time to stop it, it would have immediately turned into a blade state.

"Another wizard." Nathanael said to himself, with indifference and disdain in his tone.

"Do you have the blood of a saint?" Xing Ze was ready to ask regardless of whether he was from the church or not.

After hearing about the blood of the saints, something changed on Nathanael's face, and he asked, "Why do you want the blood of the saints?"

"My companion." Xing Ze pointed to the car, "One of my companions was contaminated by the dream. I remember that the blood of the saints of the church can suppress pollution."

"You know a lot, wizard." Nathanael raised his lips slightly, "Who told you these things?"

Xing Ze saw the distrust in the other party's eyes, and explained: "If you don't believe it, you can ask the people in the car."

Hearing this, Tina and the Sheriff wanted to open the door and get out of the car. But Catherine shouted vigilantly: "Hey, don't move, don't move."

"Oh my God, Catherine? Ms. Catherine?" The Sheriff finally recognized the old lady in front of him. Although her voice was so familiar, the outfit and the camouflage headscarf made the Sheriff dare not recognize her at all. "It's me, Martin, the town sheriff, Martin."

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