Sword and Magic and Taxi

Go find the professors! Who is it? Who did this?! Various voices were heard, and the interns pulled out their wands and looked in all directions warily.

The empty castle corridor was quiet, with only the rhythmic sound of the wall clock coming from deep in the room. One student waved his wand, pointed it at the painting on the wall, and threatened loudly: What did you see? Tell the truth!

I didn't see anything. The lady in the mural turned pale and covered her cheek with white gloves: We didn't hear any sound, so we don't know who did it.

Lie! Esther, a cake maker, waved her wand and fired fire at the mural. With the sound of an explosion, the lady's mural was blown to pieces, and the lady hurriedly fled to other paintings to take shelter. He pointed his glowing wand at the other murals, all of which were trying to avoid them. Tell me what you saw?!

Shut your mouth, you are disturbing me to lift the curse! Zhao Mai squatted down and suspended his hand. The light of the natural force emitted from the palm of his hand, covering Ms. Ellerbella who was cursed by petrification. Undo her petrification and restore her flesh and blood - Zhao Mai gave orders to the natural force, but his magic ability was not yet able to do such a thing.

The only thing that can be done is to provide life force to Lady Ellerbella. Petrification does not mean death, but it is indeed a dangerous state close to death. Apparently Lady Ellebella was petrified on the stairs and then tumbled all the way down. If it hadn't been for the blanket on the steps, and if it hadn't been for her arms folded across her chest and her body in a rounded shape, she would have been shattered by this time. Falling to pieces in the petrified state is equivalent to death, and Zhao Mai cannot even reincarnate or resurrect her due to the lack of available flesh and blood body.

The force of nature causes the cracks to stop appearing and gradually heal. By the time the first professor arrived in a hurry, the stone statue was already intact. Oh my god! Send her to the medical room quickly and prepare the petrification potion! Professor Erica, who was in the divination class, was shaking all over, as if she was having an epileptic seizure, but in fact it was a whim and she entered the divination state. She rolled her eyes and danced: Disaster! Darkness comes from the Forbidden Forest and covers the castle. Death! Destruction and endless torture! Oh, miserable world!

As soon as she finished speaking, she fell to the ground without knowing where she was. The students scrambled to lift the two people up and ran all the way to the infirmary, where they met Professor Dumbledore who was rushing over.

You're doing a great job. Make sure to keep Ellerbella's body intact. He glanced at the crowd and glanced at the mural that was burned by the flames. He said nothing to this, but extinguished the fire with a wave of his wand, and then levitated the two unconscious patients. I'll take them to the infirmary. Now you all go back to your rooms and don't run around in the castle!

Will she be okay? someone asked with concern.

Don't worry, it will be fine, it just takes some time. Dumbledore nodded to everyone, his eyes and tone slowly calmed everyone down. Now, for everyone's safety, please come back to your room, okay?

The tutors looked at each other and felt helpless, so they started walking back. Tolkien followed Zhao Mai, and the two walked up the stairs together, while Zhao Mai kept looking for something on the ground with his head lowered.

When he arrived at Tolkien's floor, Zhao Mai grabbed his friend who was about to say goodbye, pointed to the ground and said, Look, here are the traces of the first impact.

What? Tolkien squatted down in the direction of Zhao Mai's finger and looked with wide eyes. There is a small area of ​​neat indentation in the carpet on the steps. This area is about the size of a thumb, and a broken stone chip about the size of a biscuit crumb can be found in the gaps between the hairs.

The statue can only roll from top to bottom, so the place where Ellerbella was attacked will be upwards in this area, and not too far away, about the same distance as her height. Zhao Mai walked up three more steps. Then he stood still: This is about the place.

Tolkien looked around. Zhao Mai was standing on the spiral staircase leading to the top floor. Going up the stairs, Tolkien suddenly understood what Zhao Mai meant: The only way up from here is your room, and Ms. Ellerbella happened to go down, so she ran into the attacker head-on? So this attack actually Is it directed at you?

Yes. Zhao Mai said, Maybe there is you, but we have to see if there are any signs of invasion in your room first.

Tolkien frowned, turned around and walked towards his room. Zhao Mai grabbed him and said, Be careful, don't be so impulsive. Let me take a look first.

He snapped his fingers, and the food reserve ran down huffing and puffing, followed closely by Ado's heavy footsteps. Hodor, you stay up there first, your footprints will destroy the scene. Xiaohua, go and take a look inside Tolkien's house!

What is Little Flower? Tolkien blinked: Is Little Flower another name for Duojian?

No, Xiaohua is a tree demon. Just like a ghost, she can be invisible to you. Zhao Mai explained a few words briefly, and saw Xiaohua's red hair and black dress flash past his eyes and penetrate the door. Entered Tolkien's room.

She circled inside twice, then penetrated from behind the door, gradually revealing herself so that Tolkien could see it. There's no living thing inside, I can confirm that. But let me tell you, your door is unlocked.

What a beautiful and lovely little girl! Tolkien praised. Xiaohua covered her face and smiled, then changed her energy state and disappeared from Tolkien's sight, allowing only Zhao Mai to see her. She said in a voice that only Zhao Mai could hear: His door lock has Traces opened by magic.”

The target is Tolkien. Perhaps when they found that he was not in the room, the attackers targeted Zhao Mai on a spur-of-the-moment basis or with a plan. Thinking of the accidents that tutoring students have encountered one after another recently, Zhao Mai believes that this behavior has a clear goal and will definitely not stop just because of this time.

Now the power of the attacking spell has been increased, and Petrify All has been used. What's next? Are you ready to start using black magic? It’s not impossible!

If it's a face-to-face fight, Zhao Mai is not afraid of any wizard. As long as the opponent still needs to recite a spell and wave a wand to make movements, then his casting speed will be limited by his physical fitness, and Zhao Mai, who is very comprehensive in all aspects, is obviously stronger. Now I am worried that the opponent will make a sneak attack and attack from corners and directions that are difficult to detect.

From now on, be on alert according to combat standards! Zhao Mai said to his companions: Dogian, you go protect Tolkien, look at the direction behind him, and don't let him be attacked by others. You are allowed to use firearms, Understand?

The maid nodded expressionlessly and pulled out a large box from under Zhao Mai's bed, which contained weapons that Zhao Mai bought in Normandy from the American soldiers who had just arrived - soldiers from other countries did not sell them at all - including those with bayonets. M1903, short barrel M1897 shotgun. He wanted to buy a submachine gun, but submachine guns were not yet popular at this time, so he bought a German-made Mauser C96 with a continuous fire function.

The neural assist network was originally designed for the modern battlefield, and Dogian only needed to shoot according to the prompts of the battlefield system. She is good with her hands and does not suffer from mood swings, so she has unique conditions for using firearms.

Aduo, your task is to keep an eye on the room when I'm not around to prevent anyone from setting a trap. Ah Liang, the two of us and Xiaohua will find this attacker together. Zhao Mai clenched his fists: We have to prevent the situation from going further. deterioration!