Chinese students at Hogwarts

"Where's the live broadcast truck? Hurry up! Move!"

"I want our station to be the first on the scene, the big explosion in New Jersey, the collapse of the Metropolitan Stadium, suspected soldiers entering the battlefield.

Oh my god, every word that comes out will make headlines!

Now that they are together, do you know what this means? "

The chubby supervisor waved his fists, his face turned red, and he looked at the busy employees below with a ferocious expression.

"This means that the whole world's attention will be attracted here! He is the thing that will attract the most attention in the next few days, which means bonus!

Promotion! Pay raise! "

Under his encouragement, the people below moved faster and faster, and everyone was running.

Communication today is not as fast as it will be in the future, and social networks can deliver real-time news to the entire society with almost no delay.

And Voldemort's anti-Muggle magic greatly interfered with the surrounding electronic products.

So more than half an hour had passed over there before these TV stations received the news belatedly. Under the instruction of certain people, they all followed the highest standards.

A live broadcast vehicle that could not be used was dispatched, and the best hosting team was dispatched. If they had not received news that helicopters could not be used nearby, a few more planes would have been arranged.

In short, it is a sentence that is bound to convey the picture here to the entire West.

"OK! gogogo!"

The engine of the broadcast truck roared hard and rushed towards the target point.

Scenes like this appear at the door of every TV station. As a cosmopolitan city, New York will never lack media.

"holy shift!"

As they approached, a huge light curtain appeared vaguely in front of their eyes, and everyone couldn't help shouting.

"What is that? The aliens finally couldn't help but attack the earth?"

"I don't know, but it's obviously not a simple attack here. That damn fat guy John was right about one thing."

The speaker was Nancy, the ace live host on the TV station. She exhaled a faint smoke from her plump red lips and flicked the cigarette butt in her hand.

"What happens here will definitely become the focus of the world's attention! Everyone, be prepared——————"

The broadcast truck suddenly stopped, and Nancy's words were interrupted. She was caught off guard and almost fell:

"What happened?" They were all old colleagues who had worked together for many years. Nancy knew that the driver would never brake in an emergency unless there were special circumstances.

"The car wouldn't go—it suddenly stalled." The driver turned the key in confusion, but no matter how hard he turned, there was no response at all.

Nancy suddenly remembered what the supervisor had told her: there was a suspected powerful jammer there, which would render all electronic products ineffective once it got close to a certain range.

Are they really aliens? As a well-known live host, Nancy is well-informed. Anyway, she has never seen a jammer that can be effective in such a huge range.

Not to mention disabling all electronic products.

This undoubtedly aroused her curiosity, and she thought of the note that the supervisor mysteriously handed over before leaving, which contained extremely tendentious instructions.

There's a big problem!

She took a deep breath and began to give instructions in an orderly manner:

"Let's test it step by step to see the scope of use. Kate, you go to the residents to borrow cars and pull out our broadcast truck.

Steven, install a special lens on your photography equipment, one that can shoot at very long distances! "

At this moment, someone knocked on the car window, and Nancy rolled down the car window with a puzzled look on her face. She saw a middle-aged man wearing a white priest's robe standing beside the car and said with a smile:

"The Lord told me you guys were in a little trouble?"

TV stations throughout North America suddenly broadcast live reports neatly, and the hosts of each TV station tried their best to explain to the viewers in front of the TV what happened.

Under their rendering, the focus was particularly on the vampires and werewolves wearing light-shielding suits, as well as the giant monsters and giants killing people on the battlefield.

The audience successfully believed that the series of explosions and attacks were all aimed at clearing out these monsters, and that they were also plotting to detonate a nuclear bomb in New York!

In particular, the shot of a heavily armed soldier dying silently under a curse was repeated over and over again.

But many people also have doubts. Those black-robed people and monsters who don't look like good people are enemies, so who are the people fighting them who look no different from normal people?

It's just that no one can answer this question.

Zhang Xiao waved his magic wand, and an illusory talisman flashed in the air and flew into the distance at an extremely fast speed.

"Boom!"

Huge thunder exploded in the crowd, like a shock bomb, knocking down the soldiers who were maintaining fire suppression to the ground.

The continuous gunfire finally stopped, and a blazing golden light ignited on the body, and the whole person rushed out like an arrow from a string.

The distance of less than a few dozen meters was quickly closing, and the man carrying the small buckler in front of him had already crouched down and got ready.

At this moment, Zhang Xiao suddenly jumped up, rolled his body in the air, and turned into a bird, soaring into the sky and nimbly crossing the front row.

Then he turned back to his human form and landed lightly among the crowd. Under their horrified eyes, he pressed the ground with one hand.

The huge explosion spread out from him, and the white air wave blew the soldiers away like a broken bag.

The demon hunter swallowed hard:

"Is he a monster?"

Before this, the team had not encountered any decent resistance. Both the Death Eaters and the dark wizards fell under their guns easily.

This simple and quick killing once gave them the illusion that this mission was just a vacation.

Until they met Zhang Xiao, who was running around the battlefield and knocking down a large number of people wherever he went.

As soon as they met, both sides were shocked by each other.

Zhang Xiao was shocked by the fierce firepower of the opponent, and there was even an anti-material sniper rifle. If it weren't for his super armor protection spell, he might have been knocked down by a single shot.

The mixed team of demon hunters and molds on the opposite side was almost scared silly. They couldn't even shoot through the anti-material gun?

The demon hunter captain thought of the terrifying power of the opponent's spell, gritted his teeth and comforted: "There is no other way. We can only use the melee that we are best at, which is the weakness of wizards!" After saying that, he drew out his silver sword, and the other demon hunters remembered the content of their training. Yes, wizards are weak in the flesh and can't do anything without the wand. As long as they get close, it will be fine. Zhang Xiao stood up, but found that several demon hunters had drawn their swords, and he almost laughed. He shook his wand in the disbelief of the opposite side, and a silver spear appeared in his hand. Zhang Xiao looked at the people who fell in front of him and fell into deep thought. After thinking about it, he casually released the illusion spell on himself, squatted down and carefully looked at the strange man in front of him. They called themselves demon hunters, subordinate armed forces of the church, and were mortal enemies with wizards. As for why they were mortal enemies, they stammered and couldn't say it. A pure black hooded jacket with a very slim leather armor inside. Zhang Xiao tried the dagger on the mold tentatively.

It was very tough and had a strong ability to resist stabbing. Zhang Xiao recalled that it seemed to have a certain resistance to magic.

His eyes continued to move downwards. There was a well-tanned cowhide holster on their belts, with a silver revolver with a long barrel inserted inside.

It looked very handsome, well - it's mine now.

He took off his equipment without hesitation and threw it into his Qiankun bag, and the crossbow seemed to be good too.

After clearing out the things on the poor demon hunter, he shifted his sight to his hands.

Dragon leather gloves? So luxurious?

Zhang Xiao pinched it. It was very thin and layered?

Then there was the round shield in his hand. Wearing it on his arm, he only needed to squeeze it hard to unfold it into a round shield similar to Captain America's.

He casually picked up a "battlefield flow spell" that someone had hit off the mark and flew over.

Trouble, Zhang Xiao's face was a little serious, these demon hunters were following a similar path to himself.

Zhang Xiao recalled the first encounter between the two sides, and his spells were blocked by this group of demon hunters for the most part!

And the Muggle soldiers behind him were covering and shooting at him frantically, forcing him to get rid of the soldiers first.

And when they fought, he also felt that these demon hunters had excellent physical fitness, and both speed and strength were much higher than ordinary people.

Blocking spells and close combat physical fitness are amazing

Zhang Xiao's eyebrows slowly wrinkled up. Simply put, these characteristics are aimed at wizards.

He simply sat cross-legged on the ground, his mind was extremely empty, and he closed his eyes and carefully felt the surrounding environment.

The wind brought the sounds of the battlefield to himself. At this moment, Zhang Xiao seemed to feel that he had merged with the surroundings.

Countless complicated things were transmitted to his ears, gunshots, screams, and spells.

These things formed a vague battlefield in his mind.

He ‘saw’ a loose encirclement slowly shrinking, and the wizards or Death Eaters who came into contact with the periphery had no power to fight back.

This was inevitable. Ordinary wizards would be defeated by well-trained demon hunters and various firearms.

Even the Avada Kedavra curse could be easily avoided or blocked by the demon hunters with enhanced bodies.

This group of nearly 30,000 people was more organized than the Death Eaters and wizards.

Just a slight simulation in his mind could draw a terrible conclusion.

If this continued, as the encirclement became smaller and smaller, the intensity of the attack became stronger and stronger, at least more than 70% of the wizards would die here.

There would be no wounded, but direct death!

Because those soldiers would shoot again!

“Hiss, so cruel” Zhang Xiao took a breath, this was going to take the lives of the wizarding world directly!

The struggle for the orthodoxy was so terrifying!

Wait, Zhang Xiao suddenly thought of his own family, who would destroy mountains and temples, kill clans, and even dare not keep the inheritance.

What? My family is more ruthless? That's fine.

Slowly standing up from the ground, Zhang Xiao took a deep breath, and he must put an end to this situation of division and encirclement.

But magic certainly can't do it.

Zhang Xiao's body flew lightly towards the sky, flying higher and higher under the effect of the floating spell. He closed his eyes and connected to the mysterious realm.

The sky, which was originally a little dim because of the setting sun, suddenly lit up a new sun.

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