Harry Potter: Martial Arts Professor at Hogwarts

Dumbledore did not join in the attack on MACUSA staff. He kept waving his wand to deal with those weird Muggles who were like inferi, as well as wizard killers.

At the same time, he still had time to inspect the battlefield, issue orders from time to time, organize teachers and members of the Order of the Phoenix to attack and defend, and ensure that no one on his side would be harmed.

The staff of Magical Congress seemed much crazier.

With the blessing of the crescent moon pendant, protective magic can achieve unique effects, giving them the confidence to attack with ease.

Despite Dumbledore's help and protection, the two sides seemed evenly matched at the moment.

"Fire shield protegodiabolica!"

Just when the battlefield was in a state of anxiety, a powerful voice seemed extremely loud.

Grindelwald had a smile on his face and walked slowly and slowly.

Behind him were a group of Wu Cui party members. Although their faces looked a bit old, their eyes were bright, like high-spirited young people.

Grindelwald raised his wand, and an extremely deep blue flame appeared out of thin air, turning into a huge cage, imprisoning the group of Magic Congress employees in place.

"Partistemporus!" Dumbledore shouted, and the tip of his wand spurted out a fierce red flame.

The blue and red flames collided together, and the purple flames grew rapidly, distorting everything around them.

The Wu Cui party also raised their magic wands, and colorful magic lights shone simultaneously, turning into fuel for purple flames.

Under the influence of various magics, the Magic Congress staff made painful sounds, and the crescent moon pendant on their chests also emitted a dazzling light.

The sudden arrival of reinforcements instantly reversed the dynamic balance of the situation, allowing the members of Hogwarts and the Order of the Phoenix to take a breather.

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Within the flames, Smith gritted his teeth as he looked at the surrounding flames. The sweat on his forehead was like a spring, flowing down uncontrollably.

He tugged on the crescent moon pendant on his chest, "Sato! Is this your so-called secret weapon? There are also those Inferi and 'Wizard Killers', why are they only like this?"

"Didn't you say that we have made a lot more recently? Where have they gone? Have you forgotten our kindness in taking you in? Where is your bullshit warrior spirit?"

Sato no longer looked as groveling as before, and said in a leisurely manner: "Well... Smith-san, didn't you see? A powerful wizard has come..."

"If I'm not mistaken, they ambushed my 'Wizard Killer', so... you can't blame me for this. Please realize this."

Smith's eyes widened, he grabbed Sato's collar and lifted it up, "Sato! What's your attitude? Are you talking to me like this?"

"I'm telling you! This matter will be over soon! Haven't you ever thought about who Chairman Albert will operate on first if this fails?"

"Of course it's me and my compatriots." Sato responded calmly, glanced back, and nodded slightly.

Although Smith was much taller than him, he was overwhelming Smith in terms of momentum at this moment.

Smith's expression became uncertain, as if he was meeting Sato for the first time, full of a sense of unfamiliarity.

"Don't worry! Smith-san!" Sato pulled away Smith's hand, but it was floating in place strangely. "Actually, I have a way to continue completing the mission and succeed."

"Your worries are unnecessary. We will definitely be able to complete the task. You don't have to worry about not being able to deliver the mission to Chairman Albert. Please trust me."

"Believe you?" Smith's tone was full of doubt.

"Of course!" Sato's eyes widened and he showed a weird smile, the corners of his mouth almost reaching his ears, "Compatriots! Our chance has come!"

"We have been waiting for so long! Just to accomplish that thing! Just so that one day we can cross the ocean! Go to that fertile land!"

"The enemy of the sea! The enemy of the sea! Kill them all!" He made an extremely fanatical voice, but the words he spoke were in his own mother tongue.

Smith looked at Sato's strange expression and quickly took two steps back. He didn't know whether it was because of fear or because he sensed danger.

"Everyone will kill him! He will kill everyone!" Sato's compatriots who were mixed in the crowd made similar sounds, and their tone was full of excitement.

"Smith-san, do you know there is a theory called the 'Six Degrees of Separation Theory'?" Sato smiled and approached Smith. "This theory is very simple. Let me describe it to you..."

"There will be no more than six people between you and any stranger. In other words... you can get to know any stranger through up to six intermediaries."

"Magical Congress always restricts our freedom and makes us do research in the Department of Mysteries... thinking that this will allow us to stay in our own ways and live like invisible people."

"But I have to thank you... Smith-san. Without you, I would not have known so many Aurors, so that the 'Six Degrees of Separation Theory' could be realized."

"Actually, I don't need that many people. I only need wizards and No-Majs in the entire North America... which is almost enough. Counting the wizards here... well, it is indeed enough!"

"What do you mean?" Smith's eyes wandered, "What are you going to do? What exactly are you going to do!"

He suddenly realized something and quickly reached out to the crescent moon pendant around his neck.

Sato bowed ninety degrees again, "Have a good journey, Smith-san! Have a good journey, colleagues!"

However, it was already too late. The crescent moon pendant burst out with even more dazzling light, completely covering Smith in an instant.

He felt like his body was being drained, and the sudden feeling of weakness made him almost faint.

If you can faint, that's undoubtedly the best choice.

When the feeling of draining his body disappeared, a wordless feeling of emptiness took over all his senses.

And beneath the feeling of emptiness, there was endless pain, constantly impacting his brain.

Smith felt as if he was surrounded by various curses, which were knocking at his bones and sucking marrow, and finally targeted his brain.

At the moment when his pain reached its peak, the whole world seemed to be stripped away, and endless pain seemed to have become the norm, filling his mind again.

A figure appeared in front of him, a figure that made his soul tremble just by looking at it.

The figure made a "ho ho" sound, and a hole like a dementor's mouth slowly came closer until it completely swallowed him up, and everything seemed to fade into nothingness...