Hogwarts Begins in 1938

Chapter 314
a moment ago.

The cold wind was howling, and Hai Wen was flying in mid-air, adjusting his direction from time to time according to the arrow in his hand, and at the same time adjusting his state. When he reached the place, there was still a tough battle to fight.

Just when he faintly heard the commotion of people, the parchment in his hand flashed fluorescent light, and the originally clear arrow suddenly dimmed, and then disappeared.

Looking at the empty paper, Haiwen narrowed his eyes, paused for a moment, and then moved a little faster, flying towards the direction he pointed just now, where the voice came from.

After arriving at the place, he looked down, and there was still chaotic magic power fluctuations in a bloody and muddy pit.

"Used number 8? Dead?"

Although he had expected it before, he still felt a little unbelievable. Hasred died like this? !

"Master Maolian, you want to avenge the boss! They are the ones who betrayed and killed the boss!" The person below saw Haiwen, pointed at the group of fellows who were his companions before, and shouted hoarsely.

"Fart! You are the traitors! Lord Maolian, don't listen to their nonsense, they betrayed the boss, wow, I will kill you to avenge the boss!"

"Blood spurting! Go to hell!"

"Too much bullying! Go to hell!"

Looking at the two parties below who were pinging, pong, pong, and fighting again, Haiwen narrowed his eyes dangerously, and then looked at those guys who were happily watching the show.

"Heinrich?" With a glance, he saw an acquaintance. After pondering for a while, Haiwen decided to leave him alone and solve the following problems first.

"Stop! Whoever attacks again, I will kill him!"

The words full of killing intent, accompanied by the cold wind, immediately calmed down the two parties who were about to hit their heads, and they all stopped at the same time.

"Just be honest with me." Haiwen snorted softly, and then fell to the ground.

"Long time no see, Mr. Catface." Heinrich had a smile on his face, and seemed a little embarrassed.

He glanced at him indifferently, Haiwen raised his hand and cast a killing curse, who has the time to catch up on the old days, after confirming the eyes, they are all people who want to kill, Hasred is dead, so what else to say, just do it It's over.

Boom, an iron shield was erected in front of Heinrich, and a dent was blasted by the thick killing curse that penetrated the defensive barrier, but at least it blocked the blow.When the buzzing of his ears stopped, Heinrich looked at the cat face that was fighting with the wizards under him, his face turned green and pale, and after a flash, he let out a long breath and called out loudly.

"Cat face, the head of state is thirsty for talents. If you turn your back on the dark and join us, when the empire unifies the mainland in the future, you will be the Minister of Magic, how about it?"

Dodging a Killing Curse, he casually disarmed those Muggles who were shooting desperately. Hearing someone beeping over there, Haiwen found time to reward him with a Crushing Curse.

Turning his head to look, he saw that the shield that was blocking the Killing Curse was directly blown into a pile of fragments, and shot towards Heinrich who was hiding behind, but unfortunately, he was blocked by the two men around him with the Iron Armor Curse and failed to kill him. That rascal.

Heinrich, who was attacked again and was not injured by the strength of his subordinates, shouted angrily: "Cat face, don't give me face, we have so many people here, how many can you hit? Even if you are useful We can also put out that kind of flame for you! You have to think about it carefully. If you agree at this time, you can also get the position of Minister of Magic. It will be no good when you lose! If you are stubborn, you can’t say You died on the spot!"

Haiwen curled his lips and didn't even look at it. He really has no common language with this Muggle who doesn't know how to count. Will he lose?If you want to kill him, even if Merlin comes.

Heinrich's subordinates are also secretly complaining at this time, their boss is full of confidence, but they know it well, the one in front of them can blast their defensive barrier with a Killing Curse, and can fight against hundreds of them. People do not lose the wind in battle, want to kill him?I'm afraid I'm thinking about farts, and I didn't see the other people's appearance just now, they just flew over. If they just want to leave, what are they going to do to chase them?
However, eating people's food and obeying people's control, since you joined the witch hunt, your own leader has spoken, so you still have to fight.And if the enemy in front of him can be solved, he will get promoted and make a fortune in the future, not only can he have whatever he wants.

With the intention of killing monsters and exploding equipment, Heinrich's subordinates, except for a few confidantes who were by his side, vigilantly defending against possible attacks, the others tried their best to throw a wave at Heinrich. A spell.

Even though it is one against many, Haiwen still fights back and forth.A wizard is different from a wizard. One of his Killing Curse can break through the defensive barriers of those people, but if the attacks of these people are not combined, they can't even break through the ordinary iron armor curse in front of him, and he is not a brainless person. Shooting against them on the spot, relying on the ability to fly, you can play all kinds of snakeskin moves.

Able to fight, resist and hide, Hai Wen, a triathlon, surrounded such a large circle of people, and fought with vigor and vigor. From time to time, some people were knocked down by him, but the efficiency of cleaning up was a little low.

Just when he was considering whether to look for an opportunity to gather his energy and make a big move, he suddenly felt like a needle pricked in the back of his head, and a crisis of death made his hairs stand on end.

With a violent flick of the magic wand, three several-foot-thick granite walls rose up behind him. With a loud bang, amidst the flying debris, a figure broke through the smoke and flew into the sky.

Standing in mid-air, Haiwen avoided several chasing spells, looked down at the dozens of wizards who were attacking while running towards Heinrich, and said coldly: "Traitor! Damn it!"

The magic wand drew a circle in front of him, and a puff of black and red flame shot out from it. It was just a wisp at first, and when it was about to fall from the sky to the ground, it formed a tornado of flames, sweeping towards those people .

"Be careful, it's his hellfire!"

"defense!"

"Damn it, it's not like I haven't tried it before, we guys, let's fight with our lives, let's run!"

"I can't run away, Lord Heinrich, help me!"

Amidst the crying father and mother, Heinrich did not disappoint these "insiders", and let his subordinates control the defensive barrier to cover them, blocking the flames falling from the sky in time.

The black and red tornado slammed into the invisible barrier, and the two seemed to have real substance. There was a loud bang, and every loud noise made the people under the protection of the barrier turn pale, even though they were very confident at first. Heinrich, looking at the flames covering most of the sky at this time, felt a little guilty.

Those dozens of guys who had just saved their lives looked at each other with a little joy on their faces. They didn't feel it when they were companions with Maolian before, but now they found out when they became hostile. It's all going to happen, the pressure is too much.

After taking a breath, someone suddenly shouted.

"Attack! He can't draw his hand to defend now! Kill!"

A killing curse was shot into the sky, and the others reacted quickly, and then released various attacks as well. For a moment, all kinds of curses exploded around Haiwen like brilliant fireworks, so gorgeous.

Although his strength was far superior, Haiwen didn't dare to push himself too hard. Under those attacks, he had to withdraw to dodge the defense. Without his control, the black and red flames gradually dissipated under the suppression of the hundreds of people below.

In the first round of battle, neither the winner nor the loser.

(End of this chapter)