Chapter 919

Quidditch is a national sport in the magic world. It can be said that anyone can fly around on a broom.

Even if you didn't successfully "shout" brooms when you first came into contact with them, you can gradually feel the fun of flying in the following days.

And students are still like this, not to mention the special occupation like Auror.

As an elite in Aurora, Kingsley's flying level is not far from that of a professional Quidditch.

And right now.

Even if he had just been hit by the scream of the monster, so that the whole field of vision fell into darkness, he didn't stop his action.

After casting the guardian curse according to the picture left in his memory, he immediately turned the broomstick handle and whirled to the right of the monster.

No way, because the monster still seems to have a hostage in his hand, Kingsley knows that he must do his best to attract the other party's attention.

After all, in this case, he can't gamble on the safety of the hostages with the intelligence quotient of the enemy.

Well, the vision is recovering... Although it was quite cruel just now, it is not completely irresistible.

As long as in the next time, try to grab the first hand as much as possible and don't give the monster too many chances to react. Then, at least he can guarantee that he will try to entangle the hostages without injuring them.

But obviously - not yet!

Kingsley could clearly see that although his eyes gradually began to shine, what he could see was still blurred.

Looking back, a hazy black is entangled with a silver white bright spot. It seems that his lynx patron saint has been put into battle in time in the few seconds he can't see.

"Close your eyes."

The sudden blindness just now gave him an inspiration.

But when Kingsley recited the mantra silently, the wand in his hand suddenly shook behind him, and there was a creeping gray shadow in the shape of mud in front of the monster.

At this moment, it temporarily took away the other party's vision. Even because the magic spell did not directly act on the monster's body, it led to the complete reduction of the monster's magic resistance to decoration.

"Roar -"

The monster was obviously unhappy when he found that his eyes were covered. In an angry roar, it raised its empty right hand to erase it from its face.

"Bang!"

A solid hit!

Kingsley's patron saint took advantage of this gap, immediately rushed up, then twisted his neck, opened his mouth and bit the monster's wrist.

But even if he was still at a high altitude with no leverage, the guy still floated back a little under the impact, and he was forced to carry the sullen head of the lynx patron saint with his strong body.

But at least its right hand was temporarily forcibly locked.

"Right now!"

Kingsley, whose vision became clearer, could barely distinguish the monster's limbs, trunk and head, and it was at the moment he had just distinguished that the wand in his hand stretched out again.

In an instant, a fiery flame burst out from the tip of the staff, quickly spanning a distance of tens of feet and hitting the monster's head.

"Bang!"

A flame burst open and wrapped the whole upper body.

This is the thunderbolt explosion mantra. In terms of destructive power, it belongs to the top level of the existing mantra, and its power varies from person to person.

To tell the truth, if one day the three unforgivable spells want to be added to the "four", then this spell will inevitably become one of the strong competitors.

In those days, the sacrificial black magic that dwarf Peter bombed a street was born out of this spell.

However, at the next moment, the monster suddenly waved his arm, and the great power with the stubborn lynx patron saint immediately dispersed the flame wrapped around half of his body.

When it revealed its origin, Kingsley found that his blow only burned a few black fog holes in the black cloak.

Looking at the black fog slowly healing, Kingsley couldn't help but be surprised - it turned out that the cloak was a part of the monster's body!

He had a lot of knowledge about Maka's power. At this time, he could more realize how amazing the magic that can freeze the enemy has.

"Roar -"

"Shut your mouth!"

Seeing the monster roaring again, he didn't want to feel the pain of knocking on his soul again.

So... Since an explosion spell can't produce much effect, it's better to do it again! While the patron saint was still biting each other's wrist, Kingsley waved his wand again, and another fireball flew straight to the face buried in the shadow of his hood.

It's the first time even Kingsley has fed an explosion spell into someone's mouth.

Of course, it seems that the monster can't be called "human" in any way.

That is, at the same time when the monster just roared, the flame with high temperature and high pressure immediately pasted its face. The impact of the explosion made it fly back a short distance.

Obviously, this thunderbolt explosion spell is more powerful than that just now.

But from what he had just seen, Kingsley knew that the second explosion spell could not hurt the monster much.

So, what I have to say... This is just a prelude to his real killing move!

"Awada's life -"

In the whole magic world, the curse of death is undoubtedly the most frightening curse. Even Haier Bo, as powerful as despicable, once suffered a great loss in the death rules contained in this spell.

Therefore, it was explicitly listed as one of the three Unforgivable Curses by the International Federation of wizards, and its undisputed place names topped the list.

According to the law also adopted by the Congress of the Federation, anyone who uses an unforgivable curse on a person, once found out, will be directly sentenced to life imprisonment.

Yes, there is a very important point in the regulations, that is "to people".

When Auror and black wizard strike hands perform their tasks, they have the right to take "law enforcement after warning" in case of emergency, and the so-called "law enforcement" is the use of unforgivable curse.

Even in Voldemort's most powerful period, the Ministry of magic used a wartime special order to order all Aurors and batters to directly use unforgivable spells on Death Eaters without warning.

As the director of Auror's office, Kingsley naturally knows what he is doing.

In an instant, a penetrating green light burst out from the tip of his wand, and the gloomy Green Magic silk immediately condensed into a bundle, straight to the monster who was still leaning back in the flame of the explosion curse.

His goal is each other's chest.

To be honest, Kingsley's attack is really strong enough. An explosion spell first makes the enemy out of balance, and then a life threatening spell follows. Both skill and power are extremely reliable.

It can be imagined that even such monsters with high magic resistance will undoubtedly be very deadly if they eat a life-threatening spell on the front.

Unfortunately, Kingsley's cognition is still slightly biased in dealing with an opponent who can fly only by himself.

But when the monster felt the great threat, he could still forcibly move sideways and made an extremely stable dodge action.

To be immortal, the deadly beam from Kingsley turned into a rush to the bottom of the other party's left hand.

At that moment, even Kingsley's reaction speed was fast, but did the curse of death curse stop? It was obviously extremely difficult for him to even change direction.

"That monster is carrying a hostage!"

Kingsley suddenly roared in his mind. At the critical moment, the speed of thinking seemed to become unusually slow. But what this delay brings to him will only be more anxiety and helplessness.

He can't change anything

no

He can't give up!

Almost at the moment of such an idea in Kingsley's heart, the lynx patron saint who had bitten the monster's right wrist suddenly released his sharp teeth, turned and hit him on the side.

This impact can be said to be all-out, but it only pushed the monster back a little. However, a distance of more than ten inches is enough.

The monster who was pushed back smashed the silver white lynx with a fist in great shock and anger, and it itself was hit directly on the left waist by the green light of the curse. When the frightening Green Magic splashed silently, it was finally forced to let go of its left hand and fell like a force off.

It can be seen that the waist of the monster is constantly changing from black to gray, and there is a faint tendency of diffusion.

Obviously, although this curse does not directly trigger the death rule like helbo's original "self explosion", the incomplete immediate death effect is still powerful - at least it can't afford it.

However, when Kingsley, with a little cold sweat on his forehead, rushed to the direction where the monster's left hand loosened, he didn't see the pile of red eyes in each other's hood, but his eyes became brighter and brighter.

"Bang!"

A hazy gray black fog suddenly hit Kingsley's shoulder. The fog leaped and swayed like a flame. After it was stained on him, it began to burn wildly.

Suddenly, Kingsley felt an unparalleled burning pain. The pain seemed to originate directly from the soul and broke out from inside to outside at the attachment of the flame.

"Ah --"

That is not the pain that human beings can endure. In front of it, the heart drilling curse is like an ordinary game.

But just then, from the corner of Kingsley's eye, he caught a glimpse of an unmanned broom flying in his direction from below.

Unfortunately, at present, he has exhausted his strength to maintain his attachment to the handle of the broom, and the endless pain can hardly give him more room to think.

When Kingsley was stunned, the empty broom passed by from a certain position, and then suddenly sank.