Hogwarts Blood Curse Martial Arts

Bodrick reacted earlier than the chief goblin and said anxiously: "Damn it, they not only cut off our external magic communications, but also created this kind of fluctuation to interfere with our transfer magic! Now we goblins and humans are fighting on our own. ! Take the chief to the underground space to take shelter, the enemy is going to attack..."

Before he could finish his words, the walls of Gringotts trembled.

"What happened?" The chief goblin picked up the key on the table and asked the goblin who reported the news.

"I don't know either. Maybe the enemy has launched an attack? Chief Sir, follow me to the underground space first..."

He couldn't finish his words. A beam of magic that cut through the sky shone on the wall of Gringotts. Forty thunderous cannons were bombarded at the same time at the next moment. The entire Gringotts Wizarding Bank also heard a strong sound. trembling.

Ragnor pulled the chief elf in a daze and shouted: "Protect the chief, all elves go to the lobby to prepare for battle! Execute immediately."

The chief carefully analyzed the sound with empty eyes.

"This is... a Muggle muzzleloader? No, a enriched cannon? No, no matter how hard Muggles study it, it's impossible to shake the magic shield... Could it be that this is an enchanted cannon? No way, no wizard will cooperate with Muggles , and it is impossible for them to acquire qualified enchanting materials without alerting the fairies..."

"Chief Sir, don't be in a daze, come with me quickly!" Bo Derek picked up the chief elf from behind and rushed towards the secret passage leading to the underground refuge on his short legs.

A thousand meters above Gringotts, a SU-27 fighter jet hovered in the air. In the cockpit, Mr. Weasley made final confirmation through the black helmet's communication device. "Aaron, do you really want to press that red button?"

"I'm sure." The noisy reply came into the helmet. Weasley looked at Gringotts displayed on the screen and sighed in his heart.

More than forty beams of red light with a diameter of more than one meter were continuously blasted at Gringotts' protective shield. Each time the beams were fired, the protective shield would have rippling patterns.

Before the texture returned to its original state, the next round of red light volley hit again, causing the protective shield to compress towards the wall of Gringotts. Some wall ash began to peel off, and the building also underwent changes that could be seen with the naked eye. Shaking, obviously unable to withstand such a dense and powerful offensive.

These beams of light are the most basic disarming spells, which are no different from the standard spells used by second-year students at Hogwarts.

However, even the simplest spell can be amplified by powerful magic power, producing the effect of overpowering people.

Each round of this rough and untechnical bombardment was filled with magic diamonds the size of basketballs, and then forced into the inside of the shells with a traceless stretching spell, ensuring that its power was equivalent to a full blow from Dumbledore.

That's right, every shelling is stronger than Chen Bin's desperate blow, otherwise he wouldn't have to invest in the development of such a large weapon, but he still hasn't figured out how to lock down a powerful man like Voldemort.

Unfortunately, the goblin banks in various countries are immovable buildings, and each Ministry of Magic also knows the location of the local bank.

After the seventh round of volleys, Gringotts finally couldn't stand more than forty rounds of Dumbledore's firing, and a crack was blasted from the top of the tower, extending directly to the bank door.

The wooden door that had been blessed by a powerful spell could not withstand such a violent attack. It seemed as if it had been slapped by an invisible giant hand. It instantly shattered into pieces, revealing the reception hall where no one was inside.

"Right now, don't let them activate the recovery rune array!" Mr. Weasley heard Chen Bin's urging and could no longer show mercy to the goblin.

"With three hours of evacuation time, all the peace-loving goblins should have left, and all those left behind will stand on the opposite side of humanity." Mr. Weasley muttered to himself and pressed the red button ruthlessly.

The conformal fuel tank attached to the wing suddenly cracked, and countless missiles poured down instantly, automatically igniting the flames at the tail and flying towards the building below.

One branch, ten branches, one hundred branches, two hundred branches...

The inside of the fuel tank must have been blessed with a traceless stretching spell, and even a profound levitation spell as support, otherwise the fighter plane would never be able to take off with so many missiles.

There are no electronic instruments inside the missiles. They are all conventional airborne missiles that are close to being scrapped. Everything inside has been removed and a magic diamond as big as a fist is stuffed inside. Even the navigation is achieved by means of a marking spell.

As long as it escapes from the high-magic environment in the fuel tank, the tail of the missile will begin to burn, extracting the magic power of the diamond while rushing towards the pre-marked building.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom -" Countless explosions raised a lot of dust, and Gringotts was completely covered in fire and dust.

Even if the nearby buildings were not hit, crack-like patterns began to appear on the walls. Obviously, the protective spells blessed by them could not withstand the long-term aftermath.

Suddenly, the ground of the entire block rose, and successive earthquakes and explosions spread from the underground. Finally, a large area of ​​buildings collapsed in Diagon Alley. One after another shops were unable to withstand the double attack of the shock wave and the underground explosion. From then on, Gringotts is the center of the circle, and the momentum of collapse is spreading.

Then, Knockturn Alley adjacent to Gringotts was not immune. Buildings began to collapse, and the entire magical community was surrounded by countless dust.

The missile cannot break through the defensive shield, but it can penetrate into the ground and detonate the magic diamond on the missile body.

These missiles made by mortals do not have any magic-breaking properties, and their fragments cannot pose any threat to enchanted buildings.

The real culprit that destroyed the neighborhood was the magic diamond inside the bullet. The moment the missile shell is destroyed, the diamond, which has lost its high-magic environment, will activate its sharp characteristics and crawl underground until it hits an impenetrable barrier, whereupon it will immediately self-destruct.

This is a very Soviet design idea - rough, direct and powerful. No matter how sophisticated the goblins' underground secret passages are, they can't escape the idea of ​​​​enchantment reinforcement.

The ground-penetrating bomb is aimed at their defense idea. If it hits the enchanted layer that cannot be penetrated, it must be an important area for defense. Then let the diamond detonate the magic inside and trigger the "Thunderbolt Explosion Curse (Confringo)" in the nearly sealed space. .

This evil curse can also exert powerful attack power in the hands of a fifth grader, and the bomb is filled with three times the magic power of an adult, and all the power is compressed in a confined space.

Even a wizard with this level of magic wouldn't dare to play like this. A triple explosion in an open space might blow through his armor spell, and in a confined space he would definitely be blown to pieces with nothing left.

Muggles also know that igniting gunpowder in an open field is completely different from igniting gunpowder in a gun barrel.

Therefore, the downward-drilling diamond projectiles hit the enchanted buildings that could not be broken through, and were all bombed away; if they could not encounter any buildings that could intercept the projectiles, then let them continue to penetrate into the center of the earth. Chen Bin didn't believe it anyway. Three times the magic power can be dug into the lava.

After more than five hundred ground-penetrating bombs were poured out, both fighter planes and tanks stopped attacking, waiting for the dust in the neighborhood to subside.

When Penello saw the live broadcast projected on the wall, he was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth, and his eyes were full of fear!

The once powerful and proud goblin clan, which was feared and hated by the entire West, only needed less than ten minutes of precise bombing, without even a chance to fight back, and was beaten into its current state of uncertainty.

What's even more frightening is that this scene is also happening in the wizarding world across Europe at the same time. From the beginning to the end, not a single Auror has to pull out his wand and launch a fatal charge.

"Is this...is this the strength of the Naama family?" Penello's hair stood on end, and he suppressed the urge to disapparate and escape.

Intelligence has shown that the professor in front of him, who has always been harmless and often funny, can rank below Voldemort, Dumbledore and Grindelwald in terms of personal magical strength. He even used unknown magic at the end of last school year. The Eastern magic almost killed the newly resurrected Voldemort.

From that moment on, top Muggle officials in Europe have classified him as a wizard of Dumbledore's level, even more dangerous, because although this man abides by the law, he doesn't like to take the ordinary path, and he strongly believes that he is a wizard. The Chinese could easily become the number one enemy of the European Muggle world if they turned against them.

Now, the debut of this large-scale heavy enchanted weapon will definitely put the Naama family on the highest level of surveillance targets, and its threat may even be higher than that of Voldemort.

"What nonsense are you talking about? China strictly prohibits private enterprises from developing military industry." Chen Bin rolled his eyes at the trembling Penello and said as he walked: "We are only responsible for the processing and sales of enchantments. We are a peaceful enterprise that never involves the military industry."

Chen Bin walked out of the coffee shop, but Penello's eyes rolled out to the sky.

Who doesn’t know that the focus of this kind of weapon is magic modification? At this stage, only Naama’s company has mastered the unique technology, and maybe only they will always be able to do it - the mysterious magic source!

If someone has such strength and storage of magic power, they can conquer any force with just a wand. Do they still need such a cumbersome enchantment thing?

"Could it be that they really only like to make money and have no interest in domination?"

Penello was thinking wildly here, and Chen Bin had walked to the back of the tank defense line, talking with Moody about the next move.

Countless steam rose from the rear of the tank. Even though it had been more than a few minutes since the firing, the street still felt as hot as a steam room.

"Director, they still don't plan to surrender. Should they send ground troops to attack the building?" Moody looked at his watch. There were still ten minutes before the tank's cooling time.

"No, send someone to use a loud curse to persuade them to surrender. If they still resist after the cooldown is over, continue to use artillery shells to persuade them to surrender. Repeat this process until all the magic solution is used up."

Moody hesitated for a few seconds, then nodded and left.

Firstly, Chen Bin wanted to protect his own life. Secondly, he didn't understand military command. Thirdly, the more shells he fired, the more money he would make. He just hated that the tank's magic fuel was limited.

It's easy to break in, but how many Aurors will be left when you come out?

By consuming the lives of the troops in Gringotts like this, isn't it like falling into Voldemort's trap?