Chapter 1171

"Boom -"

With the heavy blow that even the ground seemed to tremble, the dust suddenly flew up, making the misty streets more hazy under the influence of fog.

For a time, no one knew whether the dwarf had escaped or not, except the windbreaker wizard who caused the blow.

"Is he... Dead?"

Pansy was obviously sensitive to death now. When she saw that the huge palm composed of earth and rock fell, she couldn't help asking in a low voice.

Then I heard the windbreaker calmly say:

"No, No. he dodged... But I don't think he could completely dodge."

The voice dropped slightly, and an angry roar came out of the dust, which timely proved that the judgment given by the windbreaker wizard was very correct.

I only heard the dwarf wizard shouting in the dust:

"What are you doing? Please help me move this! Oh, damn... My feet!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the believers who had always stood around cast the floating mantra one after another. With a dull face, they obediently moved the huge hand of mud and stone aside.

As the dust gradually settled, the figure of the dwarf wizard finally appeared again.

It can be seen that he was badly hurt just now - his left foot obviously couldn't dodge and was pressed below. At present, it has completely changed shape, and the blood and concrete look a little scary.

But I have to say that his endurance is still very strong. Even if his feet were hurt like this, he didn't shout a pain from beginning to end.

However, of course, the pain must still be very painful, which led him to habitually curse in a low voice.

"Well, what's the matter?"

Seeing that after the windbreaker wizard smashed it, he just stood at the entrance of the alley and looked over there, allowing the other party's men to remove the mud and stone giant palms that had been restored to dead objects, pansy couldn't help asking her.

Looking at pansy's slightly confused appearance, the windbreaker wizard didn't explain much, just shook his head slightly.

"Nothing."

Then she walked towards the wounded Kingsley.

When approaching the encirclement, several believers under the short wizard wanted to cast a spell to stop them, but she soon waved her staff to stop all the attacks. Not only that, she also saw the right time and knocked two of them out. The whole process was natural and random like clouds and flowing water.

"Mr. schacker, you should have brought the magic medicine for treatment? I suggest you'd better stop the blood as soon as possible... You don't have to worry about things here."

"Ah... It's you? You're the one next to Marca -"

Of course Kingsley had seen her, but Kingsley was surprised because her voice suddenly changed from hoarse and harsh to so beautiful.

ok At the moment, he doesn't seem to have much time to care about this.

"Anyway, thank you."

Kingsley did bring potions... Or because of Maka, the main members of the order of the Phoenix usually bring enough potions.

In fact, even if the windbreaker wizard didn't have time to fight just now, Kingsley, who still had magic medicine, obviously wouldn't wait to die.

Well, it's really hard to say whether you can escape or not.

With the windbreaker wizard guarding, Kingsley naturally doesn't have to support his injury and keep on alert. Not to mention Maka's trust and praise for the witch, even just those two hands were enough to reassure Kingsley.

It is a pity that the dwarf at the other end of nature is not waiting for Kingsley when he takes out the fresh white flavor to prepare for this luxury moment.

He suddenly turned his hood back and stared at his eyes.

"Who the hell are you!" he said angrily. "Your strength is good... You have the ability to show your face and let me remember you well!"

But how could a windbreaker wizard reveal his identity because of these words? Looking at each other standing on one foot, regardless of the blood gurgling, she couldn't help shaking her head.

"If you want to go, please go... I won't stop you."

"What?"

With that dwarf's temper, I never thought the windbreaker wizard would say so.

To tell the truth, even if he can hold on, he won't fail to understand that there is a huge gap between the two sides. If the other party wants to take him directly, it will take a few more minutes.

But the other party said he could go?

"Don't you want to go?"

The windbreaker wizard seemed to be afraid that he would not leave first. He first asked, and then threatened to say:

"If you really don't want to go, I don't think I'd mind giving you a ride."

"Wait!"

The dwarf wizard had seen the other party raise his hand and raise his wand. Immediately, it was like feeling a threat. He immediately called his followers:

"Go! I hope you can continue to live. Don't meet the teacher unfortunately... As long as there is another period of time, I can show you my real strength!"

Before leaving here and retreating into the fog, the dwarf wizard also booked the next fight without authorization.

But the windbreaker wizard didn't seem to hear him at all. After seeing the other party's figures disappear, he immediately turned and looked at Kingsley.

At this time, pansy could not help but wonder:

"Why let them go? Black wizards like them who disturb the peace must at least be sent to Azkaban?"

But this time, the windbreaker wizard still didn't give her an answer.

"Mr. schacker, Miss Parkinson and I have something to do. We'll stop here first."

With that, she turned back and called pansy, who was still puzzled. Without looking back, she began to return to the original lane.

It was pansy who couldn't help looking back when he left.

"Is Marca giving them another urgent task?"

Like pansy, Kingsley was a little curious.

……

In fact, many people know about the fog in London this time, but there are still some black wizards who don't know where they came from, but not many people know about it.

Yes, in fact, even Hermione and others are not clear about those details at present.

"Luna, start again and get ready."

In Hogwarts, Hermione and Luna are trying to start the array again - they have succeeded once just now, but the success or two is obviously nothing in the face of the failure.

If the magic shield can be opened repeatedly without problems, it can be called "completed".

"OK."

Luna nodded and immediately leaned down with Hermione and put her hands on the edge of the stone slab at her feet.

"Ron!" Hermione reminded.

"Well," said Ron in a loud voice, "get ready - three, two, one! Start!"

"Hiss -"

Accompanied by the friction sound of the stone plate being moved slowly, the two Rune stone plates were twisted at the same time. In an instant, the inscriptions on the core Rune board in the center of the observatory began to emit a faint blue light.

Then, a mass of light will condense and form, and float straight into the air.

This time, the formation speed of the shield was still very fast, and there was no unstable collapse until the castle was completely shrouded.

Before long, Hermione and Luna moved the slate again, lifted the energy consuming magic shield, and began to discuss the ending.

At this time, an owl suddenly fluttered its wings from the sky and flew towards the astronomical tower.

"Ron, do you think that's your old owl?"

Luna had a good look in her eyes. She had discovered its existence before the other party flew.

"Oh, it seems so? Well..."

Ron sighed as he watched the owl fly askew in the air.

"Didn't Charlie get a new Owl for his family last time? The last roaring letter was sent by the new owl. Why did he send it again this time -"

"Yes!" Ginny pursed her lips. "Poor old Errol, I'm really worried that he'll die if he doesn't pay attention."

As they were talking, they saw Errol the owl plopping down to the observatory. Ron saw that it seemed to be almost out of breath. He quickly stretched out his hand to pick it up, but he was stunned and bumped into old Errol.

"Oh... I wish Ron's skull wasn't as hard as he thought."

Several people in the observatory gathered around and were busy checking for owls to see if they were hurt. No one cared about Ron.

"Hey! Can you stop putting love on people other than me? I'll get hurt, too, okay?"

"Shut up!"

Hermione gave him another habitual stare, which shook the envelope in her hand.

"It's for you. Your name is on the envelope... But there's no sender," she said. "Can you open it?"

"Oh, of course... Whatever you want!"

Ron stood aside with his head covered. He didn't seem to expect them to care about their feelings for a long time. As soon as he waved his hand, he squatted on the spot and rubbed the back of his head with his mouth.

When he was hit by old Errol just now, he fell down on his back, and now the back of his head is burning.

"Hiss... It seems swollen... Ah! Mrs. Pomfrey followed the study boat..."

While Ron was thinking about getting some medicine from Marca for a while, he heard Hermione and Ginny suddenly snore at the same time among the girls reading the letter together.

"What's the matter?" he quickly got up again and hurried over there. "What's in the letter... No, anyway, who sent it to me?"

Hermione paused a little when she heard this. Then she reached out and handed the letter directly to him.

"It's from Percy," she motioned. "See for yourself! I want... Um..."