Hogwarts Archmage

A group of idiots over there were still heading blindly towards Malfoy Manor - they finally suspended their strategy of going directly north and planned to try their luck at Malfoy Manor.

Ma En had almost given up hope on them, and... under the repeated procrastination of this group of people, Voldemort took action before his own side.

After the last time he helped Voldemort come up with the idea of ​​an elf leading the way, Sirius did not have people seal off the area near the station. Instead, he sent people to covertly patrol the area every day, waiting for trouble.

Whether it was out of boredom or something else, Sirius' persistence finally paid off.

On the third day of the new school year, they finally received the long-awaited "surprise attack".

It is estimated that Voldemort did not expect anyone to be able to squat so well. This time they only sent a few people to walk around carelessly, and then directly let the elves bring in all the people dispatched this time.

A mighty army of wizards, numbering far more than two hundred, well-trained and proficient in all kinds of curses, suddenly appeared near the station in Hogsmeade Village under the leadership of the elf.

The number of people was a bit too large, and Sirius and his men couldn't handle it, so they had to send a signal to let Marn come over.

This time, when these wizards saw Ma En, they did not panic. Instead, they showed some disgusting smiles. Only Pettigrew looked a little ugly and glanced at a pocket on his waist.

Of course Marne knew why this was the case. Before Pettigrew was "imprisoned", he had mentioned the new black magic that Voldemort was researching. It was estimated that there were some things similar to spellcasting materials in the bag.

The current situation of the matter was far worse than Ma En thought. After seeing Ma En coming, some of these guys opened the bags immediately. What was poured out was not any casting materials, but They are desiccated corpses.

These corpses were placed haphazardly on the ground, and soon turned into powder under the command of many wizards, and floated around Man, bringing bursts of biting and gloomy aura.

Hermione tried to spread out a fierce fire, and the light blue flames chased these corpse powders that she didn't know what to do, but these things seemed to have spirituality and could always dodge as soon as the fierce fire came. .

"You guys go and help Sirius. There are only a few dozen people on his side now, and they can't stand it anymore. I'll do it by myself here." After Ma En said something to the three girls, he raised his head and called Patrick to let him Send the girls to the other side of the battlefield.

After the girls left here, Ma En shook his head, the teeth in his mouth became sharp, his platinum hair turned into the golden color of flames, the clothes on his body gradually turned into shining fur, and the flames breathed out easily and thinly. out.

Today's body is much smaller than when he was in Azkaban, and even smaller than when he was in the school competition last year. He is probably about the same size as a truck.

Ma En took a step forward, and pressed his huge forepaws toward the crowded place below. Green death curses hit his body, causing only a few ripples in the dense fur, and then disappeared.

Just when his claws were about to fall on the heads of these wizards, the bone powder finally moved.

They condensed threads in the air, pierced from all directions and grabbed Ma En's limbs and torso. Ma En's movements suddenly stagnated and stopped.

Pettigrew hid at the end of the crowd, taking advantage of the chaotic shouts everywhere and finally asked quietly: "Mr. Langley, are you feeling unwell?"

Ma En breathed out a mouthful of flames, casually burning several wizards in front of him into dregs and then being blocked by some powder coming from elsewhere. After observing carefully, he asked: "What are you here for? These things consume It’s too fast.”

Pettigrew didn't speak from the bottom of his heart, so he had to observe the surroundings again and said quickly: "That person asked us to attack just on the surface. In fact, he just wanted to see if this method could really restrict the people." Your actions...these guys are all outcasts, and only a few know their true purpose."

"A few people? Including you?"

"Yes sir...and I'm the dominant one."

Ma En thought for a while: "Then you can tell him that the method works."

Pettigrew looked around again, and when no one was paying attention, he turned into a little mouse, ran to a place farther away from the battlefield, hid and returned to his human form, and then said with relief:

"You have to cooperate. You were consuming too much just now. I'm not the only one observing. Although a few died just now, there are still quite a few. Otherwise, he won't believe it if it's just me. , the most important thing is that since Nagini was caught by you, he has become more and more suspicious."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sound of rustling footsteps in the distance. Pettigrew quickly closed his mouth and looked outside. A sneaky man appeared nearby. When he saw Pettigrew, he was stunned for a moment. Then laughed.

"Peter, it turns out that you are hiding too. Those idiots almost forgot about the mission assigned by the master and went into battle with a group of cannon fodder... What do you think, do you want to go back? I feel that these materials have no effect on black magic. They are obviously in ordinary The wizard has something that can quickly disintegrate their souls..."

Pettigrew looked at this guy's mean smile and began to make amends: "I think it's still effective. At least he was trapped for a while... and you may not have found it when you were looking for a hiding place. He consumed more and more slowly in the later period... We Have to observe for a while."

The man hurriedly said: "I really didn't pay much attention. This is a magic that the master has worked hard to research. You have to take a closer look..."

Ma En here has heard the conversation between them. The flames spreading from his body are slowly increasing, but he no longer consumes the bone powder excessively, but maintains it at a very low efficiency.

The battlefield was chaotic, and no one noticed that these fires were just enough to block the powder from deflecting to the crowd in the distance. Even if someone noticed it, they would understand.

"See, this monster is starting to get confused." Pettigrew pointed at the golden lion in the distance.

The people who came later looked at it with some doubts: "No..."

Peter said with a bit of hatred for the iron that cannot be transformed into steel: "You have to look carefully. Didn't you notice that his fire started to spread all over the sky and lost its rhythm?"

Marn here didn't think much about the cup being called a monster. He knew that Pettigrew was giving him a reminder, and he staggered a little.