Chapter 1637

At this time, who else will fight on the change?

Pansy and Noah couldn't think of it, so they were stunned. And then they looked at each other. Pansy turned and was about to run to the deck, but Noah whispered behind him.

"Tell your professor, Ms. McGonagall or anyone --" he added, pointing to his fat body. "You should see that I can't run."

"Oh, all right!"

Pansy blinked, then turned back, passed Noah, and ran deep into the cabin.

Noah watched her run fast on tiptoe without making too much noise. He couldn't help but envy her a little. After that, he hesitated, glanced at the top of the stairs, and then walked up gently.

There was also a hatch with a peep window at the entrance to the deck. As long as he was careful, it seemed that he might not be found by the man fighting on the deck.

"Alas... I thought it would be safe for Maka to be so careful and confidential! Why did I come here and have an accident in a few days? Am I too unlucky?"

While Noah was whispering in his heart, he had already walked to the hatch door. He stretched his neck, held his breath and looked out through the peeping window on the door with extra caution.

"Huh?"

At the first glance, Noah showed a somewhat confused expression.

……

"Kerala..."

I don't know when, lightning has flashed in the dark cloud above the change. They are like blue and purple light snakes, winding through the clouds, showing and hiding from time to time.

On the sea, the wind blew more violently, making the rolled up broken sail of the change twitch.

Needless to say, even without halbo, no one would want to wander around on the deck in this cloudy and rainstorm weather alone - even if pansy and Noah had no accidents, most of them would give up the idea of "breathing" and go back to their room after seeing this scene.

The waves became more and more amazing with the strong wind, and sometimes sea water splashed on the deck.

However, at this moment, in the front section of the deck of the big ship, there are still two figures standing face to face at some distance. No matter how stormy it is, there seems to be no intention of the leaving.

"Faint!"

"Armor protection -"

"... except for your weapons."

"There are many obstacles!"

……

A series of several magic spells glittered with their due brilliance, which was particularly dazzling on the slightly dark deck. However, because the duel level of both sides seems to be quite good, none of these spells has produced corresponding effects.

The two figures kept moving while fighting. It can be seen from a little observation that one side is better at strong attack, while the other side is better at defense and counterattack.

In Noah's view, the series of exchanges between the two sides is obviously wonderful enough.

However, a few days ago, after listening to Ron and others on the magical battle between Marca and halbo at brova castle, it seemed that the duel at this level was nothing.

After about ten seconds of continuous fighting, both sides probably realized that their abilities seemed to be on a par with each other. It's estimated that it will take a long time to decide the outcome.

Therefore, they suddenly stopped their magic wand and pace with tacit understanding, and once again became a situation of confrontation with each other across more than ten steps.

Then, with a heavy thunder in the clouds, one of them finally spoke.

"Ernst, you'd better listen to me! You see, with your current strength, even I can't easily defeat it. How can you fight that Haier Bo? If you go like this, what else can you do if you don't die in vain?"

The figure was turning his back to Noah, and he saw him holding a magic wand and pointing obliquely at the deck between them, and the other hand habitually swinging.

"What's more, what's the reason that makes you have to fight Haier Bo? Do you still have a grudge against him?"

These words were so clear and loud that Noah, hiding behind the door, couldn't help nodding - he heard it. It seems that the boy in front wants to go to Maka to fight?

As for the name "Ernst" said by the other party, Noah is certainly not clear. Naturally, he would not know that the two Hogwarts students were still freshmen who Maka was personally responsible for receiving and guiding.

The voice didn't fall, but Ernst's tone on the other side was blunt and said:

"Reasons? Of course there are reasons, but what does it have to do with you? Alexander, don't get tangled with me here. Go back quickly and pretend you've never seen me today?"

"No!" Alexander exclaimed with staring eyes. "You're the first friend I made in Hogwarts! It's absolutely impossible for me to watch my good friend die!"

Yes, it is Alexander Wolff, who has enrolled in Gryffindor, who is blocking Ernst from leaving at the moment. He is also a little wizard with no less magical talent than Ernst, the "Slytherin descendant".

"Oh, damn it, I shouldn't have paid attention to you at the beginning." Ernst frowned and said angrily, "OK! Then we won't be friends from now on, can we?"

"No! Of course not!" Alexander said decisively. "You can not treat me as a friend, but you can't stop me from treating you as my 'best' friend!"

This sentence made erns so angry that he couldn't help laughing. He shook his head helplessly, stared at each other in situ, and remained silent for a few seconds. Then it seemed that he had made a decision.

Then Noah, who leaned behind the peeping window and looked, saw that the boy named Ernst seemed to have pulled out something from his back waist.

"Alexander, didn't you just say that I can't even beat you? Then next, feel the real gap between you and me!"

As soon as he said this, Alexander saw that Ernst suddenly raised his right hand - the wand originally held in his hand had been replaced by a short silver wand.

Just as Ernst took out the walking stick, a thunder appeared in the sky, and suddenly flashed over the top of the mountain.

"Boom!"

Even though he knew that the lightning had nothing to do with Ernst's walking stick, Alexander couldn't help shaking all over, and he was a little weak from the momentum alone.

At the next moment, Ernst suddenly waved the silver battle and pointed straight in the direction of Alexander.