Dulix's eyes widened in surprise. He never thought that this "stick" was actually Tom's wand.
A gust of wind blew through, rolling up the hem of his coat. Looking at the violent wind, Dawlish faintly felt that this Tom Yordle in front of him really seemed to have the ability to calm the turmoil!
With a sigh, he drew his wand from under his long trench coat, and on his free hand, the anti-curse ring that had cost a fortune to acquire gleamed in the firelight.
The place where Tom and Delix are located is the commanding heights of the camp. So the Death Eaters who had been casting spells with Ministry officials were quick to notice the two odd-looking men.
Although they couldn't understand what they were doing, it didn't prevent them from casting a few spells on these two people.
Looking at the colorful spells flying towards him, Delix blocked the spell with the iron armor that came with the anti-curse ring.
"You'd better hurry." Delix was a little uneasy. The first wave of temptations was successfully blocked, but the following spells will only be stronger.
Tom ignored Dawlish and just concentrated on controlling his weather spell. The wind he summoned spread out, causing the tents around him to sway. The wind doubled with each rotation of the whirlwind, and initially only the hem of the robe could be rolled up, but after the first wave of the Death Eaters' spell, the wind was strong enough to shake the tent on the ground.
"Go!" Tom pointed his staff toward the parade crowd, and the wind that was slowly spreading to the crowd rushed towards the crowd like a whip, and the speed was several times faster than before.
Tom's movement caught the attention of most people, and more Death Eaters aimed their wands at Tom and fired spells at him. At this time, the role of Delixi was reflected. He perfectly fulfilled his role as a meat shield. The ring and wand were linked together, and he forced all the flying spells to be carried down by himself.
The whirlwind expanded rapidly and soon reached the marching crowd. The Roberts family, suspended in the air, had already tilted slightly towards Tom under the influence of the wind. The parade crowd had to stop because the wind was too strong ahead, and the hoods on their heads were likely to be blown off, potentially revealing their identities.
After successfully casting the weather spell, Tom did not rush to the next step, but asked Dawlish a question without thinking.
"Mr. Delix, does the magic world have the concept of 'forbidden spell'?"
Dawlish was busy resisting the incoming spell, when he was interrupted by Tom, and was almost knocked off the top of the tent by the Death Eaters.
"No!" He wanted to curse, but he didn't know where to start, so he could only say angrily: "The Ministry of Magic only stipulates the category of black magic, and all other magics are called magic. Forbidden spells? Unheard of!"
"Then from today, there is a forbidden spell in the magic world." Tom laughed when he heard it.
Death Eaters, do you like to play with fire? Then I'll show you the real fire!
Tom took another deep breath, the veins on his temples bulging, and he lifted the staff over the top for the third time, this time instead of hitting the ground, he shook it like a flag.
The Death Eaters not far away saw Tom's actions, and they were a little unclear, but their intuition told them that if that person continued to release spells, very dangerous things might happen.
A burly Death Eater snorted and pointed his wand at Tom: "Avada!"
A green light rushed towards Tom.
"Be careful! The Iron Armor Spell can't stop the Death-Slaying Spell!" Dawlish panicked. There was no spell he knew that could resist the Life-Slaying Spell, and he really didn't have the consciousness to sacrifice himself to block the Spell for Tom.
As if he hadn't heard, Tom clenched his teeth and waved the staff in his hand vigorously, pouring all the remaining magic in his body into it.
The life-threatening curse flew in front of Tom in a blink of an eye, and at this critical moment, the three-headed dog Patronus that Tom brought rushed into the air, and with a volley, the life-threatening curse was blocked for Tom.
The green light disappeared at once, and the patron saint also turned into a silver mist.
"Thank you, Hermione." Tom looked at the patron saint who had turned into smoke, with a trace of reluctance in his eyes.
"Super flame shield!"
A circle of blue flames rose from the edge of the tent under Tom's feet, and soared into the wind, becoming as high as the tent under Tom's feet
The whirlwind circling nearby swept into the wall of fire, and when the wind flew out through the wall, it turned into a whirlwind with flames! In just a few seconds, the big whirlwind summoned by Tom was dyed blue by the flames.
"Burn it... Looking at his "masterpiece", Tom grinned with a happy smile.
Let you see the magic I created, the [Forbidden Spell] that combines the Weather Spell and the Fire Spell!
Tom laughed happily, but the wizards on the other side of the camp couldn't laugh, and everyone was frightened by the sudden change. They saw a wall of fire or a whirlwind of flames rushing towards them with the help of the wind. Wherever he went, the karmic fire was in the sky, and everything was engulfed by blue flames.
As the so-called fire borrows the wind, the wind boosts the power of the fire. In less than ten seconds, half of the camp turned into a sea of fire, and the air became distorted under the scorching of the flames. Everyone felt their hair curling slightly.
huh~
A small blob of blue flames landed on the robes of one of the marchers, setting him on fire. He subconsciously swat with his hands, but the flames actually adhered to his hands and burned.
"Ah!" He let out a piercing scream, and waved his hand quickly subconsciously. This had nightmarish consequences: flames were thrown everywhere by him, and he was transformed into a blue ball of fire.
The surrounding Death Eaters scattered in a hurry, and the flames on their bodies tore up their burqas like crazy, for fear that they would become that same.
"Go!" I don't know who shouted first, and then there was a loud noise, and a hooded figure disappeared.
This is like a reminder to everyone that all the marchers, whether they are dyed with blue flames or not, can't wait to use Apparition to leave There is a crackling in the air, like it is lit Like a bunch of firecrackers.
As for the ball of fire, no one cared.
"Merlin is
A Ministry of Magic staff member murmured as if in a dream.
"Come on!" Mr. Weasley was quick to respond, and he and a few colleagues caught the fallen Roberts family, grabbed Percy, who was stunned beside him, and ran.
Under the leadership of Mr. Weasley, the Ministry of Magic officials scattered. Those who can Apparate use Apparition to run away, and those who can't Apparate can only move their legs quickly, trying to make themselves run faster.
Within seconds, all the wizards were gone.
Seeing this, Tom summoned his last strength and waved the staff in his hand again, pulling the whirlwind of fire in the direction of the swamp.
After doing all this, he took the initiative to cut off the connection with the two spells.
Done, good night. January Pass