The Evil God of Hogwarts

Nathanael observed the remaining monsters. He was looking for targets, looking for those beings who could command the monsters. The young wizard's magic helped him a lot.

After all, not many commanders would risk their lives. They prefer to hide behind and let the cannon fodder come and die. The bishop raised the staff sword again, and the gears on the weird shotgun clicked and turned, and an empty shell was squeezed out of the gun chamber.

Then, he rushed towards the monsters that were attacking again. Before Xing Ze could remember what to say, he saw a black shadow flash past and then plunged into the pile of monsters.

"What the hell, is he crazy?" Skrtel yelled, his eyes full of disbelief. If Xing Ze's magic had just opened his eyes, now, the bishop's suicidal attack was simply unbelievable to him.

Kathleen killed a mutant monster the size of a pet dog with a rifle and replied: "Don't worry, he can handle it. He has been here this way all the way."

The black windbreaker is like the cloak of the god of death, jumping and blooming among the flowers called monsters, and the sounds of gunshots and slashes are heard constantly.

The bishop rushed invincibly to one of the hooded wizards, who was preparing a spell. He did not expect that someone would break through the defenses and come here.

So with surprise and fear, his head left his body. After killing a commander, Nathanael had no intention of stopping. He jumped to the side and avoided a hound-like creature that wanted to sneak attack. Immediately afterwards, the shotgun in his hand blasted repeatedly, shattering a sarcoma pressing against him.

He spun around again, shifted his body's weight to his right foot, and split the weird hound with the sword in his hand from top to bottom.

Then, he turned his head slightly, and a tentacle with a suction cup flew past his face, leaving a small wound on his face.

"Ah, finally, can you fight one by one?" Looking at the twisted monster like a ball of earthworms that appeared in front of him, Nathanael did not feel fear. On the contrary, he became more excited.

The monsters who lost their command began to act instinctively. They began to attack the nearest targets, even their own people. After losing their minds, these mutants were left to devour.

Because most of the monsters were attracted by Nathanael, Xing Ze was not under much pressure. He put away his wand and let the blue beak turn into a black blade to start the battle.

The black iron he purchased was exhausted in the previous battle, and Xing Ze could only rely on the new skill acquired by Blue Beak - it can turn into a sharp blade without absorbing specific objects.

Although the blade created in this way is not as sharp as the blade after absorbing black iron, it is more than enough to deal with some low-level dream objects.

Looking at Xing Ze who gave up his wand and turned to close combat, Alfred seemed to have thought of something. He had heard some rumors recently circulated among Aurors. In the battle of the winery, there was an Eastern wizard who fought alone. It dried off the oily face.

"Is it him?" Alfred said to himself uncertainly. He originally thought it was just a rumor. After all, neither the Auror Office nor the Ministry of Magic gave a clear report.

But the Aurors who came back alive from the winery were convinced of this. If anyone raised objections to this in private, they would definitely arouse their hatred.

Tina suddenly opened the car door and asked, "Are you just standing like this? Aren't you going to help?"

Alfred didn't have much favorable impressions of the girl who once pointed a gun at him. He pointed to his wounds and said, "I'm injured, and I don't have much magic power."

"So you are a loser."

"Just like you."

Tina snorted coldly: "We are both wizards, why is the gap between you and him so big?"

"Indeed, we usually fight with wands. If we don't know how to use them, uh, I mean to fight hand-to-hand."

"That's not what I'm talking about. He destroyed a cult gathering place before and eliminated nearly a hundred cultists. But you also saw that he just cast a magic. And you..."

The girl did not continue speaking, but looked at the young Auror thoughtfully.

"This is simply impossible." Alfred looked unbelieving. "Who do you think he is? Dumbledore? He is a little special, but it is impossible to do this."

Tina spread her hands and said, "People are always unwilling to believe things they don't want to believe. In this regard, you wizards are no different from us." After saying this, she closed the car door without waiting for Alfred to say anything.

…

"Okay, let's take inventory." Scrimgeour, who had just experienced a battle, ordered.

"Jade is fine."

"Ruby is fine."

"Onyx is fine."

"Sapphire is fine."

Listening to the reports from his men one by one, Scrimgeour nodded with satisfaction. As soon as they entered, they were attacked by a group of Muggles armed with firearms. Fortunately, the men he brought today were all veterans who had been on the battlefield for a long time.

Although those Muggles fired fiercely, most of the bullets were blocked by the magic robes. After that, the defenders of each team cast shields and successfully blocked the next wave of attacks.

It didn't take them long to deal with the group of Muggles, but when they entered a street, they encountered some wizards, and the two sides started a fierce exchange of fire.

Those wizards were pretty good, but they couldn't stand up to the large number of them. One of the wizards saw that the situation was bad and shot a signal into the sky.

"Where are we?" Scrimgeour asked Kingsley.

"It's still a long way from the center of the town. If you want to take the shortest distance, you have to go through the center of the town."

Scrimgeour was helpless for this answer. They could not use Apparition, so they could only walk to school.

"Hell, I should have brought the broomsticks out if I had known earlier."

Kingsley smiled and said, "I haven't ridden a broom in many years. If there is a wizard sporting goods store later, we can temporarily use it."

Scrimgeour sighed, "Those wizards? Have you confirmed their identities?"

"Rogers is confirming."

"Okay, you stay here and wait for the result. I will lead two teams to leave first."

"It's not a good idea to split up in a place like this." Kingsley rejected the suggestion, "Maybe we don't need to worry about the identities of those people. Just go to the school."

Scrimgeour thought for a moment, "Let's go then, remember to let Rogers take pictures of them."

"It's done."

The entire rescue team set off again, with the Agate team scouting ahead. They chose a safer street instead of the main road to reduce the chance of being ambushed.

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