Night Raven Master

Chapter 345 The Nervous Heads
"The Patronus Charm? The White Wolf? Is that you? Walker?"

Less than three seconds after Art reversed the Patronus, which was formed by the Patronus Curse, like Gloria, into a white wolf, and put his paws on Buffles' head, with an exclamation, a black shadow Appeared beside Art.

His legs are thick and strong, the soles of his feet have turned into wolf claws, his hands have some werewolf features, his neck and cheeks are also covered with black wolf fur, and the pair of round pupils exude the unique characteristics of wolves. a feeling of.

The professor of Griffin College and the man with the highest position in Hogsmott School of the Geralt family.

Warwick Geralt.

He looked at the giant white wolf patron saint with a body height of nearly two meters and a size comparable to that of a small elephant, and exclaimed:

"how did you do that?"

Warwick looked at the silvery white light on the white wolf's body, and was amazed.

"Professor, I think it's time to confirm whether the black mage is dead or not."

Art raised his eyebrows, and spoke in Walker's haughty manner.

"Black Mage. That's right."

It was only then that Warwick realized that he had turned into a werewolf following the scent. He clenched his wand in his right hand and walked to the white wolf's left front paw.

When the enhanced vision clearly saw who the person was pressing under the wolf's claws, his back felt cold, his legs tensed and he kicked hard, and his body retreated more than ten meters:

"Walker! Be careful! This guy is a black mage! He's the top of Tombstone!"

While yelling, Warwick raised his wand, and cast a destroying curse on the person at the foot of the white wolf:

"Fractured!"

The patron saint of the white wolf formed by Ater's emotional power raised its claws the moment the spell was cast.

Warwick's Breaking Charm hit Barfleur's body without a moment's hesitation, splitting his body into six or seven pieces.

This situation made Warwick himself unable to react. He looked at the corpse torn apart by the curse, a little dazed:

"what happened?"

"Because he's dead, Professor."

Yate looked at the werewolf professor a little speechlessly and a little funny. The other party's bewildered look made him think of Huskies.

"died?"

Warwick was about to ask, this is, two shadows, one green and one black and red, appeared between the two of Warwick.

It is Elizabeth, the head of the black bat, and Fulla, the head of the griffin.

The two came here because they heard Warwick's wolf-like shouts. After they landed through the Apparatus Changing Shadow Curse, the two of them looked at the dismembered Baffles and obediently beside Art. The huge white wolf who was sitting was also taken aback.

"Professor Geralt, what happened?"

Elizabeth didn't make a sound, it was Fura Janna who did.

Although Yate is from the Black Bat Academy, he actually has basically nothing to do with the Black Bat Academy.

And Warwick Geralt is a member of the Geralt family, a staunch faction of the Griffon Academy.

So Elizabeth didn't make a sound.

Hearing Dean Fulla's hollow voice, Warwick blinked, and pointed at the corpse on the ground with his half-clawed fingers:
"That's Barfleurs."

"Buffles!?"

The two didn't think of Buffles at first, they just thought it was the other Tombstone members.

But after hearing the name of Barfleurs, both of them were startled. Dean Fulla raised the long wooden wand, and the violent wind surged around her, and Elizabeth also waved a wand. The ornately decorated black and red magic wand and the blood-like bright red shield rolled around her body, protecting her.

After carefully protecting themselves, the two looked at the split corpse on the ground, and asked Art and Warwick:
"He's really dead? Are you sure?"

Warwick was a little uncertain when he was told this, while Art shrugged his shoulders in a relaxed tone:

"If the Killing Curse can't kill him, then I don't know."

Yate's words gave the three of them a lot of reverie.

Elizabeth Vladimir, the beautiful lady, stared at Art with her bright red eyes:

"Mr. Walker, are you sure!? Are you sure you hit him with the Killing Curse without being blocked by anything?"

Yate looked at the nervous appearance of these people with some amusement:
"Yes, I'm sure, he kept killing all kinds of magical creatures in the forest, I used the killing spell to sneak attack him from behind, was blocked by a crow, and then I summoned my patron saint to attack him, He seemed to be very weak, and was directly knocked down by my patron saint, I thought he was very dangerous, so I used the killing curse to kill him."

"Dangerous!? Dangerous!?"

Warwick came to Art's side, shook his shoulder vigorously, pointed to the corpse on the ground and said:
"Do you know who he is? Walker!?"

"do not know."

Art bit his head, looking like I didn't know.

"He was the former dean of the Black Bat Academy! The former patriarch of the Ajialu family, in the jihad of magicians decades ago, was called the headmaster of Amberlier, Dean Clement, and the Speaker of the Ministry of Magic. As the 'saviors of the magic world', the four of them led the people in the magic world to repel the black magicians again and again, and finally disintegrated the four huge black magician organizations that existed at that time."

"These four are the strongest in the magic world. He almost killed Dean Clement just now."

Warwick was very excited to explain the history of the so-called "Holy War in the Magic World" to Art Cop.

Art said in his heart that I knew this, but seeing Warwick's excitement and Dean Elizabeth's complicated expression as if her menstrual period was coming, after thinking about it, he still showed a slightly dazed expression.

The nervous Fulla used various means to test Warwick when he gave Artkop the knowledge he already knew, and finally confirmed from the various artifacts on his body that the corpse really belonged to Barfleurs. Ajialu, and indeed dead.

The flirtatious beauty dean then summoned a gust of wind with a spell, which rolled up Barfleur's body:
"To be on the safe side, we'd better bring him to the academy and discuss it in a safe place."

Elizabeth didn't argue with her old enemy at this time, she just nodded and left with Fulla, monitoring the corpse to prevent accidents while Fulla was transporting the corpse.

"What a thrilling day, I don't even know what to say."

Warwick watched the two deans leave, and turned his head to look at Art, who had driven the patron saint away:

"Let's go. How did you manage to summon such a strong patron saint?"

Whether the patron saint is strong or not has a lot to do with the positive emotions in the heart. Positive emotions such as happiness, positivity, hope, etc. will affect the strength of the patron saint.

The two walked back together, and Warwick held Art's shoulders. This junior was a bit annoying before, but now he chats well with him and has a good relationship.

"Maybe it's because of the woman?" Yate said with a smile.

"woman?"

"When I molested a woman, especially a beautiful one, I felt happy."

"Boy, it seems that your patron saint is a pervert." Warwick raised his eyebrows with his arm around Art's shoulder.

"I think your patron saint is too." Art looked at Walker and replied, and from the corner of his eyes, he glanced at the nearby woods and turned back.

"How is it possible, my patron saint is because of my justice, bravery, kindness, hard work and hard work"

"Can't you show some face?"

"What's the use of a face"

Half a minute after the two of them were arguing back and disappearing from the scene, a figure came out from the woods.

A fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy—Puff Ajialu.

The kind smile that had been hanging on his face for a long time had turned into a gloomy one. He wore a black glove on his right hand, as if he was covering something.

He searched the scene, found nothing, and angrily kicked a nearby tree.

then
He found something.

Here's Barfleur's Fingerbone Wand and Ring of Immortality!

When he saw the items clearly and understood what they were, a smile appeared on Bofu's face.

Looking around, Bo Fu quickly disappeared into the woods.

But he didn't know that in the dark shadow among the leaves, a crow watched his disappearing back, and a human light flashed in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)