Hogwarts: I Am Such a Model Wizard

Chapter 880 The damaged wand

Cedric led everyone in one direction.

For some reason, the originally lush vegetation on the Heshidry Islands has basically been cleared away, and even now it is night, the view is unobstructed.

After climbing over a mountain, there were sudden gasps from the crowd.

It can be seen that this is a duel scene, but it is not too exaggerated.

The first thing they saw was a large gray swamp, almost as big as a Quidditch pitch. The ground cracked with a nearly three-foot-wide, bottomless crack, and the cliffs on both sides were pitted. It should be traces of being blown up by magic.

It is hard to imagine how fierce the battle was to cause such consequences.

Mr. Weasley walked up to a boulder that was almost as tall as him, feeling slightly dazed.

The boulder fell just on the crack, and seemed to have smashed something, leaving some dark marks around it.

There is still a gap of similar shape on the cliff next to it.

"This should be done directly with magic." Scrimgeour came over and came to a conclusion.

He tried to control the boulder with his wand and move it away from the crack, but was unsuccessful. The huge boulder just shook and then fell back to the original place.

It wasn't until Mr. Weasley and another Auror came forward to help that he reluctantly used the levitation spell to move the stone and put it upright in the gap.

Perfect fit.

"Is this also done by a mysterious person?" someone asked after swallowing.

If such a big stone hits your body, you will be bruised and bruised.

"I don't know, maybe someone else did it." Mr. Weasley knelt down and studied the black things carefully.

It's a bit like gravel contaminated by black magic. Even if it is smashed, it is still extremely corrosive.

Mr. Weasley took a piece of parchment from his pocket and threw it on it. Almost in the blink of an eye, the parchment became dry, browned, and blown to powder by a breeze.

It's not hard to imagine what would happen if a wizard came into contact with such a thing.

"This looks like the work of a mysterious man."

Several older Aurors nodded in agreement. They had dealt with the mysterious man more than ten years ago and had seen his endless black magic.

This situation is indeed consistent with the style of the mysterious man.

Of course, in most cases, the mysterious man would use a death curse when facing the enemy. He would only use other curses when fighting Dumbledore.

They were lucky enough to meet a few times.

"Arthur, you mean someone fought with the mysterious man here?" Mrs. Weasley clutched her chest.

What if the mysterious man is still here? Thinking of Fred and George just barging in so rashly, I suddenly felt dizzy.

"Molly, the mysterious man should have left." Mr. Weasley said softly.

If the mysterious man is still there, it is impossible that they cannot be found, but the fact that he has not found them for so long is enough to explain the problem.

"Someone should have come here before us and drove the mysterious man away."

Can anyone drive the mysterious man away?

"Principal Dumbledore?" an Auror said subconsciously.

In their opinion, only Albus Dumbledore can drive away the mysterious man.

"Well, that should be it." Mr. Weasley had the same idea.

Cedric on the side was slightly lost in thought.

He thought of another possibility.

Kyle.

After all, it was Kyle who sent him the news, which meant that the other party was also in the Hesidian Islands and had come before them.

But the question is, can Kyle get rid of the mysterious man?

It shouldn't be possible.

It's not that Cedric doesn't trust his friends. He admits that Kyle's strength has left them far behind, but to say that he can drive away the mysterious man... he doesn't believe it.

After all, in everyone's perception, only Principal Dumbledore can defeat the mysterious man. How can Kyle, a recent graduate, be as good as Principal Dumbledore?

No one would believe it if I told you.

But if it wasn't Kyle, where was he?

Cedric calmly retreated to the back of the crowd and wrote a line of words on the parchment he carried with him with some anxiety.

No response.

But Cedric was relieved, too.

Because the writing on the parchment is very clear and does not fade away... This means that the other party is too far away and has exceeded the range of the parchment.

It seems that Kyle has left the Hesidian Islands.

Fortunately, what Cedric was most afraid of was that the parchment could be used, but Kyle could not be found.

"Hey, come and see here!"

A sudden shout not far away brought Cedric back to his senses.

He immediately looked in the direction of the sound.

It was an incomplete cliff. Judging from the traces left on it, it must have been forcibly demolished by someone using magic, and... there was also the source of the fierce fire that spanned the entire island.

Li Huo started from here, and some magma-like things would drip from it from time to time.

"Damn the mysterious man, does he want to destroy the Heshidry Islands?" someone said indignantly.

"That's a mysterious man. There's nothing he can't do." Someone said quietly, "Didn't he destroy a lot of places?"

The man was choked... Thinking about it carefully, it seems that he was too. More than ten years ago, he even blew up the Ministry of Magic.

"Okay, stop talking." Scrimgeour sternly reprimanded: "If you have time to talk about mysterious people here, why not think about how to extinguish these fierce fires. If you continue to let them go, the Heshidry Islands will really be burned. Wear it.”

The Aurors immediately shut up.

"If it is to extinguish the fierce fire..." Mr. Weasley thought for a moment and said, "All curses will end. This is the most effective curse."

"No problem." Scrimgeour said, "Larry, take a few people to guard the area. Others who can use this spell will stand in a row and put their wands into the ground to make the area wider."

After hearing this, the team automatically separated, some people went to the surroundings, and the rest took the initiative to come to the position beside Li Huo.

At Scrimgeour's command, everyone immediately inserted their wands emitting orange light into the ground beneath their feet.

"All curses end!"

An orange crack seemed to open on the ground, and raging orange flames spurted out, covering the golden fire, and quickly swallowed it up, disappearing together.

After the fierce fire was extinguished, those magma-like things began to rapidly shrink and solidify, emitting a choking smell.

"Well, it's very effective." Scrimgeour straightened up. This time, all the spells used by everyone were finished, and almost extinguished the fifty-foot-long fire. The effect was remarkable, and there was still...um...

Scrimgeour looked at the endless line of golden fire and sighed quietly.

"Keep up the good work... Try to put out all these before dawn, **** Mysterious Man."

"Yeah, **** You-Know-Who."

Others were also cursing in their hearts.

Although the area of ​​these fierce fires is not large, they are too long. The magic spell of so many people can only be extinguished for a short period.

Fortunately, this thing is not spreading, otherwise, they would really have nothing to do.

"Arthur, don't be dazed!" Scrimgeour urged.

Mr. Weasley quickly trotted into the queue, inserted his wand into the ground again, and began to repeat the action endlessly.

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Scrimgeour was still optimistic.

When they finished cleaning up the last section of Lihuo, it was already noon the next day. From working at night to day, the hungry people collapsed on the ground, gasping for air.

Several people took out their wands and looked at them, with expressions on their faces that were about to cry.

Their wands are broken.

Although a layer of magical protection will form on the wand before using it, you can't help but keep using it.

After inserting it into the ground countless times, the outermost layer of the wand had been completely worn away, exposing the core inside. Some people's wands had even been broken.

Mr. Weasley looked a little confused, and his wand was broken. It would cost a lot of money to replace it with a new one...

"It's okay, Dad, we'll pay." Fred and George came over and said thoughtfully.

They won't be able to end all the curses, but they dodged a disaster, and they also missed the scene of so many people changing wands at the same time.

If possible, they would really like to join in. Ollivander's expression will be very interesting when the time comes.

"Damn the mysterious man." Someone cursed in a low voice, which quickly resonated with the people around him.

They were not freshmen at Hogwarts, and there was no discount on wands. To buy a new one, they would have to spend less than half a month's salary.

However, some people feel fortunate that compared to meeting the mysterious person directly, just spending money to get a new wand is already a good result.

"Rufus, should the Auror Office reimburse us for the wand fee?" Someone came over and said, "It doesn't need to be more, just twenty galleons."

It's Mundungus. He didn't know where he ran away just now. He has been out of sight. Now it seems to be profitable, but he suddenly jumped out.

Normally, he would not dare to appear in front of the director of the Auror Office, but it was different now. He was here on behalf of the Order of the Phoenix.

Scrimgeour frowned. He didn't like this Mundungus, and he was even a little disgusted. He had too many shortcomings.

Petty thieves, timid, unjust for profit... I really don't know why Dumbledore recruited such people into the Order of the Phoenix.

Are you too old and confused?

And he has done nothing, so he still has the nerve to come to him and ask for money?

Scrimgeour took a deep breath, and when he was about to say something, he was interrupted by a sudden dragon roar.

There were more and more sounds, and soon they spread throughout the island.

Even if they didn't understand Fire Dragon, they could still hear the anger in the other person's voice.

"This is... the Black Dragon of the Heshidry Islands!" Cedric was the first to react and said in horror.

As he spoke, the sky quickly became dark, and a large number of black dragons were entrenched in the sky, covering the sky and the sun.

"It's over..."

Someone was slumped on the ground.

If there were so many fire dragons charging at them together, they would definitely die.

"I remember this is the territory of the black dragon, and this kind of fire dragon hates magic the most."

"It's over. It must have been the All-Ending Curse we just said that attracted their attention."

"No, it probably has nothing to do with us." As a former dragon breeder, Charlie still has some understanding of fire dragons.

"If all the curses are over, then they should have started rioting from the beginning, there is no need to wait until now.

"And don't forget, Li Huo is also magic, or a more active form of black magic...Strange, why were they so quiet before?"

Charlie didn't understand why the black dragons didn't move at all when Li Huo still existed. He always thought that the black dragons were no longer nearby.

But as soon as they finished cleaning up Li Huo, these big guys ran out.

"Then what should we do now..."

No one cared what the black dragon thought. Everyone immediately stood up and took out their wands that were riddled with holes.

Use this thing to resist the fire dragon?

No kidding.

Even Scrimgeour's face was serious. He raised his head and stared at the fire dragon in the sky.

"Don't do it, don't do it, put the wand down quickly."

Miles ran over panting from a distance, "Put the wand down quickly, don't irritate them anymore."

"You are..." Scrimgeour looked at the visitor warily.

"Miles McFasty."

"Are you from the McFasty family?"

"Yes." Miles nodded, "Don't use magic anymore. You don't want to see the black dragon flying to England."

"What happened here?" Scrimgeour asked sharply: "Where were you before?"

"Appease the black dragons on the other side of the island." Miles said calmly without any stage fright: "Lest they be killed by the mysterious man!"

"Can the mysterious man kill the fire dragon?" someone couldn't help but ask.

"If you had met him, you wouldn't ask such a stupid question." Miles glanced at the batter who was speaking, not bothering to explain anything.

In fact, a black dragon has been killed by a mysterious person, and there is more than one.

A flash of regret flashed in Miles's eyes, then he turned his head and whistled.

The black dragon in the sky became slightly quieter after hearing the sound, but still did not come down. It was still flying in the sky, making a deafening roar.

"What's going on here?" Scrimgeour asked again.

"The mysterious man is hunting down another wizard whose name I don't know." Miles said in a deep voice: "As for what exactly happened between them, as I just said, I have been on the other side of the island and Not sure."

"Then what's going on with these black dragons?" Charlie asked: "I don't know if it's an illusion, but I seem to feel... fear from their voices."

It's really incredible that a fire dragon can feel fear.

"It is indeed fear." Miles glanced at Charlie. "If you had seen the powerful fire magic that was like a natural disaster and the mysterious man's actions of blowing up half the mountain, you would also have been scared."

"Do you need any help from us?" Mr. Weasley stepped forward and asked.

"No need, and you can't help..." At this point, Miles suddenly paused, "Well, the movement this time is too big, and it will be difficult for us to appease the black dragon in a short time.

"If possible, could you please contact a professional and ask him to come here."

"Professional?"

"That's Mr. Chris Chopper from the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures." Miles said, "He has been here before and is very good at dealing with black dragons. He should be able to help us a lot."

Everyone subconsciously looked at Cedric. Among all the people present, he was the only one from the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures.

"Well, I'm sorry." Cedric walked out and scratched his hair, "The director went to deal with the remaining dementors two days ago. He has been away from the ministry recently. I also looked for him before coming, but There's no one in his office."

"That's it." Miles shook his head, "Forget it, I'll just write to Mr. Scamander. I hope he has time."

"Then let's..."

Mr. Weasley wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by Miles.

"I'm very grateful to you for helping to put out the fierce fire on the island." Miles waved his hand and said: "But you are used to using magic to solve problems, and you are not suitable to help appease the black dragon. Staying here will only cause us trouble. ”

"If you want to ask anything, please wait until we appease the black dragon before coming back. I will tell you everything I know by then."

Scrimgeour was still hesitant. He didn't want to let go of any clues related to the mysterious man.

But a flame falling from the sky made him make an instant decision. The flame was only a few feet away from them, and the black dragon seemed to want to rush over and kill them. However, Miles was nearby, so it did not act immediately.

"We will come again," said Scrimgeour.

The black dragons on the island are in chaos now, so it is indeed not a good time to ask questions.

In addition, they must replace it with a good wand as soon as possible.

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(End of chapter)