Chapter 434
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Po Sui Tai Di
Chapter 434
Before noon, Scott checked out the room and left the hotel. Just as he was about to find a place where there was no one to go back to the forest through the door key, he received a call from Michael.
"dad?"
"The brokerage company called and said that our house in Hastings was vandalized by unknown persons three days ago. They have called the police, but the police have not found the reason."
Hearing Michael's narration, Scott immediately understood, "It seems that the wizard did it."
"Millie wants to hide it from you, but I'm worried that you will go back without knowing it." Michael said, "I hope you know it."
No, I don't know.
Scott felt very strange. He thought for a while, but he couldn't think of anyone who would do such a boring thing.
"I'll go back and see," he said to Michael.
Michael on the other end of the phone was silent for a while, then asked again, "Do you think there will be no danger?"
Scott thought about it and felt that the danger was not great.
Medea was asleep, and Voldemort didn't know him. As for the others, he didn't think they could pose much threat to him.
No matter how bad it is, he can always escape.
He explained his thoughts to his father, and Michael didn't say much.
"Then go." He didn't stop Scott, "You have always been smart, I believe you will measure yourself."
After the call ended, Scott was in no rush to act.
He first found a restaurant and enjoyed a sumptuous lunch.
After lunch, Scott went to the shopping mall near the park, repeated his tricks to the uninhabited top floor, turned into a peregrine falcon, and flew south with Rimbaud.
A few hours later, they came over the small town of Hastings.
Scott lowered his height, looked down with sharp eyes, and found his house.
From the sky, the house doesn't appear to have suffered much damage, it's just that the garden has become a mess.
He continued to lower the height and landed on the roof of the neighbor's house, only to find that the situation was worse than expected——
All the glass is broken, most doors and windows are missing, and the wall near the left is mostly collapsed.
This is only the exterior, the interior of the house has also been greatly damaged, the white walls are covered with burn marks, and all the furniture has been damaged beyond recognition.
Seeing his horrible house up close, Scott couldn't help but get angry.
Although he had to leave the town, this house contains fond memories of his childhood and his family of three.
"Gah!"
Rimbaud, who landed beside him, also let out a cry.
Scott called out, spread his wings and flew to the deserted seaside, changed back to human form, and then walked towards his home again.
He met many acquaintances along the way, and when he saw him, he couldn't help but enthusiastically surround him and discuss the destruction of his house.
Because the incident was so bad, everyone was filled with righteous indignation, and they all spoke out that they would help him catch the criminal.
In the tough town of Hastings, which used to be full of fishermen and smugglers, no one was afraid of criminals.
Scott didn't dare to let them really get involved, so he could only thank him non-stop, saying that the matter had been handed over to the police and the housing brokerage company, and the insurance company would also settle the claim.
The neighbors were particularly enthusiastic and insisted on inviting him to live in their homes. Scott could only presume that he had booked a hotel room.
After finally getting rid of these well-meaning neighbors, Scott walked to the gate of his yard and looked inside through the police cordon.
In the garden, a layer of soil was turned over, and there were several large holes that were blown out, and all the plants were uprooted.
The magic power perception spread out, and Scott quickly sensed some remaining magic power.
"I see."
He already knew who did it.
Idrik Strielner.
"This is the third time." He said to himself.
This was the third time Strielner had offended him since the feud at the Dueling Club.
The first time, together with Elijah Carrow, attacked him on the stone viaduct at Hogwarts.
The second time, he provided his intelligence to Elijah Caro who sneaked into Hogwarts.
For the third time, his former home was destroyed.
At this moment, Scott was keenly aware of a wave of magic power.
It was on the second floor, in his room.
Scott raised his head and looked at Stryllner who suddenly appeared through the broken window.
Strielner looked down at him, the corners of his mouth curled up in a triumphant arc.
Immediately afterwards, two figures in black robes appeared behind him.
"Welcome home."
Strillner lip-synced to Scott.
"Good." Scott whispered, "There's no fourth time."
He reached into his trouser pocket, activated the [truncated arm bone] in his trouser pocket with one hand, and took out his wand with the other.
Rimbaud fell from the air and landed on his shoulder.
"Do you want to do it here?" It asked in a low voice.
"It's not up to me," Scott said.
When did those arrogant purebloods care about the reaction of Muggles?
Soon, the three figures in the room on the second floor disappeared, and suddenly appeared on the first floor, standing in the dilapidated living room of his house.
Strillner met Scott's eyes again with a smug look on his face, as if showing off his apparition magic.
"Long time no see, Trollope."
Strillner stepped out of the empty door, stepping on the fresh soil in the garden without hesitation.
The two wizards in black robes and hoods did not reveal their true faces. They followed Stryerner silently without making a sound.
"How about it, are you satisfied with what you saw?"
Strielner had a gentle smile on his face, with a kind of artificial and hypocritical politeness, as if he was talking with a friend.
Facing this kind of guy, Scott is not willing to suffer.
"Long time no see, you really impress me, Stryerner." He said word by word, "Have you degenerated to the point where you can only use my house to vent your anger?"
When Strierner heard this, the smile on his face distorted slightly, but it soon recovered.
"Whatever you say, Trollope." He purposely looked at the completely destroyed garden, "Who told you to hide too thoroughly, this is just a means to attract you to appear."
Scott chuckled.
"Now you finally mustered up the courage to face me?"
He took a special look at the two men in black robes behind Strierner.
"On the premise of bringing two helpers?"
"I promise, you won't be able to laugh anytime soon!" Strielner's hypocritical expression was completely torn apart, and he glared at Scott viciously, "You dirty mudblood."
Scott also put away the smile on his face.
"I warned you a long time ago, don't say that word in front of me."
Strielner sneered, "Even if I don't tell you, you still can't change the dirty blood in your body!"
Scott was not irritated by him, but said calmly: "No matter how loud you are, it can't change the fact that you were once stepped on by me and wrote trash on your forehead."
"you this……"
Strielner raised his wand.
But at this moment, a hand from the black-robed man behind him rested on his shoulder, stopping his movement.
Strielner didn't insist. He put down his hand and said through gritted teeth, "I'll wait for you on the cliff facing the sea in the east. If you escape, we will kill all the Muggles in the whole town!"
After he finished speaking harshly, three figures disappeared in front of Scott at the same time.
"Want to go?" Rimbaud asked softly.
"go."
Scott turned and walked east.
"Maybe there is another ambush there." Rimbaud reminded.
"It doesn't matter." Scott smiled, "I haven't tried to shoot with all my strength, even the duel training with Professor Flitwick has venue restrictions."
"Is there going to be too much noise?" said Rimbaud, "or I can call for help."
"Too much trouble."
Scott took out the identity gold card of the Scholars Union as he walked, input the magic power and let it become [Book of Prometheus], found Bill's name, and sent him a message.
Bill was quick to write back.
Scott laughed. Sure enough, Bill had the means to quickly contact Mr. Weasley.
After writing down the situation here and asking Bill to deliver the message, Scott turned the [Book of Prometheus] into a gold card and put it back in his pocket.
"It's much easier that way, and the news will get to the Ministry very quickly," he said to Rimbaud, "but I hope the recovery guys are a bit late."
He quickened his pace, and soon left the residential area and stepped onto the cliff facing the sea where there was no one.
Although he has not climbed to the top of the cliff, he has detected the situation on the cliff through magic perception.
"Only those three people," he said to Rimbaud. "It seems that Strielner can only find those two helpers."
"It seems that it is not as dangerous as I imagined." Rimbaud cheered up.
"Fortunately, there is no sea breeze now."
Scott smiled and waved his wand.
"Smoky."
Thick smoke rose up, quickly blocking his sight.
He walked up step by step, and the area shrouded in smoke became larger and larger.
"Watch out! That mudblood can sense magic!"
Scott heard Strielner's voice in the distance.
Immediately, the other three used magic spells to create wind at the same time.
But Scott didn't continue to output the smoke screen spell. He just took advantage of the smoke to kneel on one knee, inserted his wand into the crack of the rock with his backhand, and arranged an anti-apparition spell covering the cliff area.
"That's fair."
He drew his wand and stood up, letting the smoke be blown away by the wind.
"Didn't expect you to come, Trollope!"
Strielner laughed.
"Dying here to save the lives of those Muggles can be regarded as the ending plot in line with your status as a mudblood!"
He raised his wand, shaking with excitement.
"I've been waiting for this day for a long time. Don't worry, I won't kill you right away. It's too boring. I will torture you slowly and make you kneel at my feet and beg for mercy! I will Everything you gave me will be doubled, doubled, and doubled!"
"You think you're sure to win?" Scott asked a little surprised.
Strielner laughed again.
"You don't think you still have a chance to struggle!" He proudly raised his chin, "Of course, it's not your fault, because you don't know who I invited to help."
Seeing his crazy appearance, Scott was a little too lazy to talk to him.
"It doesn't matter who it is."
He waved his wand decisively.
"Flocks of birds."
A large black shadow flew from the tip of his wand.
"Quack quack...quack..."
The rough crows of crows sounded one after another, countless black feathers fluttered down, and the dense crows were like a black cloud, circling and flying around Scott.
The three people on the opposite side also started.
But Scott ignored it for the time being, no matter what spell they used, the crows used flesh and blood to cover Scott tightly.
Scott stood in the center of the crows, constantly taking out iron pieces and throwing them on the ground.
As he swung his wand continuously, those iron blocks turned into crows covered in flames, and flew towards the three people on the opposite side at high speed, spitting out hot lines of fire from their mouths.
The offensive of Strielner and the two black-robed wizards was immediately suspended.
Together, they used the Iron Armor Charm to resist the impact of the Fire Raven, and summoned water to douse the flames.
Scott moved, and waved his wand again to awaken a boulder on the edge of the cliff.
In the blink of an eye, the boulder turned into a rough human form, covered with patterns of flames, roaring and pounced on it like a Balrog in fantasy.
"Thunderbolt explosion!"
One of the black-robed wizards raised his wand and instantly blasted the Balrog into pieces.
Watching this scene, Scott's face became a little dignified.
Fortunately, those Firecrows were much more flexible than the Balrog, so they temporarily restrained Stryllner and another black-robed wizard.
"Transfiguration, which I've never seen before, is interesting, so interesting." The black-robed wizard who blew up the Balrog said hoarsely, "It seems that you are stronger than what Idrik said."
He laughed nervously a few times.
"However, for a mudblood like you, the more potential you have, the sooner you should get rid of it."
While speaking, his feet moved quickly, dodging the fire lines ejected from the mouths of the two fire crows.
"Oh, you also arranged an anti-apparition spell!" He discovered Scott's arrangement, and his voice became more excited, "Great! You are more and more worthy of being killed by me!"
Scott ignored his crazy words, and kept waving the wand in his hand, cooperating with the fire crow's line of fire attack.
But the opponent's posture was exceptionally flexible, not only dodged the fire crow's attack, but also narrowly avoided several Scott's spells attacking him.
And with the efforts of Stryerner and another black-robed wizard, the number of fire crows is also decreasing.
Scott observed his surroundings, and slowly moved towards the edge of the cliff with the help of his familiarity with the environment.
With the help of Rimbaud leading the crows, he almost didn't have to think about defensive issues.
Soon, all the stones in the path were transformed into various fantasy creatures bathed in flames by him, and they continued to launch endless attacks on the three opponents.
"I didn't expect this kid to be able to do this. It's really eye-opening! Hahahaha..."
The man in black robe who had already spoken seemed to be a talker, with various emotions coming out of his mouth from time to time.
Scott moved his feet and kept moving his hands, while observing calmly.
At this moment, Strielner was obviously extremely aggrieved.
He brought people to make trouble aggressively, but was suppressed by Scott on the scene, which made his facial features distorted with anger.
But he was busy chanting the spell to resist Scott's offensive, and was speechless for a while.
But this was just his performance, the two men in black robes brought by him remained calm all the time.
And Scott is also very clear that his suppression of the opponent is only on the scene now.
Although his shapeshifting creatures can spit out fiery lines that burn the human body to ashes, they cannot pose a fatal threat to the enemy in a short time.
Those two men in black robes were obviously wizards who had experienced many battles, and they could always resist wave after wave of shocks with just the right means, without any tendency to be in a hurry.
With their help, even that fellow Strielner was not injured.
"Do you like fire? It seems that you like it very much!"
The black-robed wizard who kept talking became more and more excited.
"Then how about my fire?"
He found a gap, swung his wand and cast a Fiercefire spell.
The red Fiendflame is much darker than the fire spit out by those shape-shifting creatures, with a hellish evil aura.
Soon, Fiercefire spewed out from the magic wand of the black-robed wizard formed a line of fire, burning blazingly, sweeping forward overwhelmingly.
Scott's shapeshifting creature was caught in a wave of Fiendfire, burning it to pieces in an instant.
Only a few fire crows screamed in fear, and escaped from Fierce Fire's range.
Scott stepped back again and again, already approaching the edge of the cliff.
"Hahahahaha..."
Seeing that Fiendfire was getting closer and closer to Scott, and Rimbaud led the crows to scatter, Strillner started laughing up to the sky.
"You are dead!"
He pointed his wand at Scott from afar.
"It's such a pity. I heard that being burned by Fierce Fire will hurt the soul. Let me help you get used to the pain in advance!"
He cast a Cruciatus Curse on Scott.
The blood-red curse reached Scott one step ahead of Fiendfire.
Scott fell backwards, falling toward the cliff.
Across the inextinguishable Fiendfire, neither Strielner nor the two black-robed wizards could see the smile on Scott's face at this moment.
Scott's body fell extremely fast, transformed into a peregrine falcon in mid-air, landed on the huge reef under the cliff, and turned into a human again.
He knelt on one knee on the reef, turned the wand upside down in his hand, the tip of the wand touched the reef, and chanted a spell.
Complicated ancient runes emerged from the tip of the wand, and walked on the surface of the reef as if they were alive, covering an increasingly larger area.
Suddenly, the reef under Scott's feet shook slightly.
Scott kept his eyes fixed on the cliff ahead.
It was late now, and he could see Fiendfire still burning on the edge of the cliff.
In other words, neither Strielner nor the two black-robed wizards were able to approach the edge of the cliff for the time being.
The reef under his feet shook more and more violently, and slowly deformed.
A deep dragon roar came from underwater.
The black reef gradually rose from the sea, rising higher and higher.
The entire reef has turned into a giant black beast, which is breaking away from the envelop of the sea water.
This giant beast has black rough scales, a ferocious face, purple eyes, interlaced fangs, and a row of not deep but razor-sharp ridges on its back.
clap la la...
The huge bat-like wings broke free from the sea, raised high, and hit high waves.
"Roar……"
The deep dragon chant resounded like thunder, resounding through the sky.
The wings that almost covered the entire sea under the cliff flapped and gradually left the sea.
Long neck, strong limbs, and finally, a pointed tail.
"Roar……"
This colossal monster, which was several times bigger than a normal adult black dragon from the Hebrides Islands, roared to the sky, and instantly rode the hurricane into the air above the cliff.
Scott stood on the head of the black dragon, looking down at the three people below who were blown unsteadily by the hurricane.
Strillner looked up at the black dragon under his feet, trembling all over.
"It's round two now," he said with a smile.
"Roar!"
The black dragon opened its mouth wide and spit out a thick pillar of fire.
The pillar of fire was like a meteorite falling from the sky, almost covering the entire cliff.
At this moment, Strielner seemed to have been frightened, and stood motionless.
The two black-robed wizards reacted extremely quickly, and together they summoned Fiendfire to fight against the black dragon's breath.
The impact of the dragon's breath from top to bottom was extremely powerful, but Fiendfire's characteristics were even more weird, and the two sides were at a stalemate for a while.
But the black dragon beneath Scott's feet was not dead.
"Kill them."
Scott gave an order, and the black dragon immediately flapped its wings and flew up.
Its huge body moved sideways, and the pillar of fire ejected from its mouth moved accordingly.
The two black-robed wizards turned around decisively and ran away, but Strierna, who was left behind, happened to be bathed in flames.
When the black dragon closed his mouth, the pillar of fire went out, leaving only scorched black marks on the cliff.
The sound of the dragon's roar sounded, and the black dragon flew forward vigorously, and at the same time, it fell at an extremely fast speed. Its two strong hind legs opened its claws, and fiercely grabbed the two black-robed wizards who were fleeing.
Unable to use Apparition, a wizard who runs on two legs cannot escape the pursuit of the black dragon anyway.
The two black-robed wizards had to stop and use spells to attack the black dragon's claws.
If it is a real black dragon, the dragon skin, which is immune to most magic, is not afraid of magic attacks.
But the black dragon under Scott's feet is just a deformation of a bunch of reefs. It uses the rune circuit to realize the effect of flying and breathing dragon breath, and it does not have the magic immunity of real dragons.
So the black dragon looked terrible, and his claws were blown to pieces by the curse, turning into stones and falling.
The two black-robed wizards visibly cheered up.
However, just as they were about to continue their attack, the two fire crows that escaped earlier flew behind them like lightning.
Then, two hot lines of fire shot through their hearts.
Neither of the two black-robed wizards could make another sound, and fell down directly.
Scott stomped his feet, and the black dragon missing two claws flew back to the surface of the sea, and after he waved his wand, it turned into large chunks of rocks and fell.
There was a loud bang.
Before the waves surged, Scott had turned into a peregrine falcon and flew back to the cliff.
"awesome!"
Rimbaud flew over with the crows and circled Scott several times.
"Of course, I think you can use those stones to turn into a giant crow."
Rimbaud escaped from the crows and landed on Scott's shoulder.
"Next time." Scott twitched his lips.
Rimbaud looked at the corpses in the distance, and asked worriedly, "It doesn't matter, will you be imprisoned in Azkaban? Now it seems that you shouldn't tell others."
"It's okay." Scott sat down cross-legged, "I'm just acting in self-defense."
(End of this chapter)
Before noon, Scott checked out the room and left the hotel. Just as he was about to find a place where there was no one to go back to the forest through the door key, he received a call from Michael.
"dad?"
"The brokerage company called and said that our house in Hastings was vandalized by unknown persons three days ago. They have called the police, but the police have not found the reason."
Hearing Michael's narration, Scott immediately understood, "It seems that the wizard did it."
"Millie wants to hide it from you, but I'm worried that you will go back without knowing it." Michael said, "I hope you know it."
No, I don't know.
Scott felt very strange. He thought for a while, but he couldn't think of anyone who would do such a boring thing.
"I'll go back and see," he said to Michael.
Michael on the other end of the phone was silent for a while, then asked again, "Do you think there will be no danger?"
Scott thought about it and felt that the danger was not great.
Medea was asleep, and Voldemort didn't know him. As for the others, he didn't think they could pose much threat to him.
No matter how bad it is, he can always escape.
He explained his thoughts to his father, and Michael didn't say much.
"Then go." He didn't stop Scott, "You have always been smart, I believe you will measure yourself."
After the call ended, Scott was in no rush to act.
He first found a restaurant and enjoyed a sumptuous lunch.
After lunch, Scott went to the shopping mall near the park, repeated his tricks to the uninhabited top floor, turned into a peregrine falcon, and flew south with Rimbaud.
A few hours later, they came over the small town of Hastings.
Scott lowered his height, looked down with sharp eyes, and found his house.
From the sky, the house doesn't appear to have suffered much damage, it's just that the garden has become a mess.
He continued to lower the height and landed on the roof of the neighbor's house, only to find that the situation was worse than expected——
All the glass is broken, most doors and windows are missing, and the wall near the left is mostly collapsed.
This is only the exterior, the interior of the house has also been greatly damaged, the white walls are covered with burn marks, and all the furniture has been damaged beyond recognition.
Seeing his horrible house up close, Scott couldn't help but get angry.
Although he had to leave the town, this house contains fond memories of his childhood and his family of three.
"Gah!"
Rimbaud, who landed beside him, also let out a cry.
Scott called out, spread his wings and flew to the deserted seaside, changed back to human form, and then walked towards his home again.
He met many acquaintances along the way, and when he saw him, he couldn't help but enthusiastically surround him and discuss the destruction of his house.
Because the incident was so bad, everyone was filled with righteous indignation, and they all spoke out that they would help him catch the criminal.
In the tough town of Hastings, which used to be full of fishermen and smugglers, no one was afraid of criminals.
Scott didn't dare to let them really get involved, so he could only thank him non-stop, saying that the matter had been handed over to the police and the housing brokerage company, and the insurance company would also settle the claim.
The neighbors were particularly enthusiastic and insisted on inviting him to live in their homes. Scott could only presume that he had booked a hotel room.
After finally getting rid of these well-meaning neighbors, Scott walked to the gate of his yard and looked inside through the police cordon.
In the garden, a layer of soil was turned over, and there were several large holes that were blown out, and all the plants were uprooted.
The magic power perception spread out, and Scott quickly sensed some remaining magic power.
"I see."
He already knew who did it.
Idrik Strielner.
"This is the third time." He said to himself.
This was the third time Strielner had offended him since the feud at the Dueling Club.
The first time, together with Elijah Carrow, attacked him on the stone viaduct at Hogwarts.
The second time, he provided his intelligence to Elijah Caro who sneaked into Hogwarts.
For the third time, his former home was destroyed.
At this moment, Scott was keenly aware of a wave of magic power.
It was on the second floor, in his room.
Scott raised his head and looked at Stryllner who suddenly appeared through the broken window.
Strielner looked down at him, the corners of his mouth curled up in a triumphant arc.
Immediately afterwards, two figures in black robes appeared behind him.
"Welcome home."
Strillner lip-synced to Scott.
"Good." Scott whispered, "There's no fourth time."
He reached into his trouser pocket, activated the [truncated arm bone] in his trouser pocket with one hand, and took out his wand with the other.
Rimbaud fell from the air and landed on his shoulder.
"Do you want to do it here?" It asked in a low voice.
"It's not up to me," Scott said.
When did those arrogant purebloods care about the reaction of Muggles?
Soon, the three figures in the room on the second floor disappeared, and suddenly appeared on the first floor, standing in the dilapidated living room of his house.
Strillner met Scott's eyes again with a smug look on his face, as if showing off his apparition magic.
"Long time no see, Trollope."
Strillner stepped out of the empty door, stepping on the fresh soil in the garden without hesitation.
The two wizards in black robes and hoods did not reveal their true faces. They followed Stryerner silently without making a sound.
"How about it, are you satisfied with what you saw?"
Strielner had a gentle smile on his face, with a kind of artificial and hypocritical politeness, as if he was talking with a friend.
Facing this kind of guy, Scott is not willing to suffer.
"Long time no see, you really impress me, Stryerner." He said word by word, "Have you degenerated to the point where you can only use my house to vent your anger?"
When Strierner heard this, the smile on his face distorted slightly, but it soon recovered.
"Whatever you say, Trollope." He purposely looked at the completely destroyed garden, "Who told you to hide too thoroughly, this is just a means to attract you to appear."
Scott chuckled.
"Now you finally mustered up the courage to face me?"
He took a special look at the two men in black robes behind Strierner.
"On the premise of bringing two helpers?"
"I promise, you won't be able to laugh anytime soon!" Strielner's hypocritical expression was completely torn apart, and he glared at Scott viciously, "You dirty mudblood."
Scott also put away the smile on his face.
"I warned you a long time ago, don't say that word in front of me."
Strielner sneered, "Even if I don't tell you, you still can't change the dirty blood in your body!"
Scott was not irritated by him, but said calmly: "No matter how loud you are, it can't change the fact that you were once stepped on by me and wrote trash on your forehead."
"you this……"
Strielner raised his wand.
But at this moment, a hand from the black-robed man behind him rested on his shoulder, stopping his movement.
Strielner didn't insist. He put down his hand and said through gritted teeth, "I'll wait for you on the cliff facing the sea in the east. If you escape, we will kill all the Muggles in the whole town!"
After he finished speaking harshly, three figures disappeared in front of Scott at the same time.
"Want to go?" Rimbaud asked softly.
"go."
Scott turned and walked east.
"Maybe there is another ambush there." Rimbaud reminded.
"It doesn't matter." Scott smiled, "I haven't tried to shoot with all my strength, even the duel training with Professor Flitwick has venue restrictions."
"Is there going to be too much noise?" said Rimbaud, "or I can call for help."
"Too much trouble."
Scott took out the identity gold card of the Scholars Union as he walked, input the magic power and let it become [Book of Prometheus], found Bill's name, and sent him a message.
Bill was quick to write back.
Scott laughed. Sure enough, Bill had the means to quickly contact Mr. Weasley.
After writing down the situation here and asking Bill to deliver the message, Scott turned the [Book of Prometheus] into a gold card and put it back in his pocket.
"It's much easier that way, and the news will get to the Ministry very quickly," he said to Rimbaud, "but I hope the recovery guys are a bit late."
He quickened his pace, and soon left the residential area and stepped onto the cliff facing the sea where there was no one.
Although he has not climbed to the top of the cliff, he has detected the situation on the cliff through magic perception.
"Only those three people," he said to Rimbaud. "It seems that Strielner can only find those two helpers."
"It seems that it is not as dangerous as I imagined." Rimbaud cheered up.
"Fortunately, there is no sea breeze now."
Scott smiled and waved his wand.
"Smoky."
Thick smoke rose up, quickly blocking his sight.
He walked up step by step, and the area shrouded in smoke became larger and larger.
"Watch out! That mudblood can sense magic!"
Scott heard Strielner's voice in the distance.
Immediately, the other three used magic spells to create wind at the same time.
But Scott didn't continue to output the smoke screen spell. He just took advantage of the smoke to kneel on one knee, inserted his wand into the crack of the rock with his backhand, and arranged an anti-apparition spell covering the cliff area.
"That's fair."
He drew his wand and stood up, letting the smoke be blown away by the wind.
"Didn't expect you to come, Trollope!"
Strielner laughed.
"Dying here to save the lives of those Muggles can be regarded as the ending plot in line with your status as a mudblood!"
He raised his wand, shaking with excitement.
"I've been waiting for this day for a long time. Don't worry, I won't kill you right away. It's too boring. I will torture you slowly and make you kneel at my feet and beg for mercy! I will Everything you gave me will be doubled, doubled, and doubled!"
"You think you're sure to win?" Scott asked a little surprised.
Strielner laughed again.
"You don't think you still have a chance to struggle!" He proudly raised his chin, "Of course, it's not your fault, because you don't know who I invited to help."
Seeing his crazy appearance, Scott was a little too lazy to talk to him.
"It doesn't matter who it is."
He waved his wand decisively.
"Flocks of birds."
A large black shadow flew from the tip of his wand.
"Quack quack...quack..."
The rough crows of crows sounded one after another, countless black feathers fluttered down, and the dense crows were like a black cloud, circling and flying around Scott.
The three people on the opposite side also started.
But Scott ignored it for the time being, no matter what spell they used, the crows used flesh and blood to cover Scott tightly.
Scott stood in the center of the crows, constantly taking out iron pieces and throwing them on the ground.
As he swung his wand continuously, those iron blocks turned into crows covered in flames, and flew towards the three people on the opposite side at high speed, spitting out hot lines of fire from their mouths.
The offensive of Strielner and the two black-robed wizards was immediately suspended.
Together, they used the Iron Armor Charm to resist the impact of the Fire Raven, and summoned water to douse the flames.
Scott moved, and waved his wand again to awaken a boulder on the edge of the cliff.
In the blink of an eye, the boulder turned into a rough human form, covered with patterns of flames, roaring and pounced on it like a Balrog in fantasy.
"Thunderbolt explosion!"
One of the black-robed wizards raised his wand and instantly blasted the Balrog into pieces.
Watching this scene, Scott's face became a little dignified.
Fortunately, those Firecrows were much more flexible than the Balrog, so they temporarily restrained Stryllner and another black-robed wizard.
"Transfiguration, which I've never seen before, is interesting, so interesting." The black-robed wizard who blew up the Balrog said hoarsely, "It seems that you are stronger than what Idrik said."
He laughed nervously a few times.
"However, for a mudblood like you, the more potential you have, the sooner you should get rid of it."
While speaking, his feet moved quickly, dodging the fire lines ejected from the mouths of the two fire crows.
"Oh, you also arranged an anti-apparition spell!" He discovered Scott's arrangement, and his voice became more excited, "Great! You are more and more worthy of being killed by me!"
Scott ignored his crazy words, and kept waving the wand in his hand, cooperating with the fire crow's line of fire attack.
But the opponent's posture was exceptionally flexible, not only dodged the fire crow's attack, but also narrowly avoided several Scott's spells attacking him.
And with the efforts of Stryerner and another black-robed wizard, the number of fire crows is also decreasing.
Scott observed his surroundings, and slowly moved towards the edge of the cliff with the help of his familiarity with the environment.
With the help of Rimbaud leading the crows, he almost didn't have to think about defensive issues.
Soon, all the stones in the path were transformed into various fantasy creatures bathed in flames by him, and they continued to launch endless attacks on the three opponents.
"I didn't expect this kid to be able to do this. It's really eye-opening! Hahahaha..."
The man in black robe who had already spoken seemed to be a talker, with various emotions coming out of his mouth from time to time.
Scott moved his feet and kept moving his hands, while observing calmly.
At this moment, Strielner was obviously extremely aggrieved.
He brought people to make trouble aggressively, but was suppressed by Scott on the scene, which made his facial features distorted with anger.
But he was busy chanting the spell to resist Scott's offensive, and was speechless for a while.
But this was just his performance, the two men in black robes brought by him remained calm all the time.
And Scott is also very clear that his suppression of the opponent is only on the scene now.
Although his shapeshifting creatures can spit out fiery lines that burn the human body to ashes, they cannot pose a fatal threat to the enemy in a short time.
Those two men in black robes were obviously wizards who had experienced many battles, and they could always resist wave after wave of shocks with just the right means, without any tendency to be in a hurry.
With their help, even that fellow Strielner was not injured.
"Do you like fire? It seems that you like it very much!"
The black-robed wizard who kept talking became more and more excited.
"Then how about my fire?"
He found a gap, swung his wand and cast a Fiercefire spell.
The red Fiendflame is much darker than the fire spit out by those shape-shifting creatures, with a hellish evil aura.
Soon, Fiercefire spewed out from the magic wand of the black-robed wizard formed a line of fire, burning blazingly, sweeping forward overwhelmingly.
Scott's shapeshifting creature was caught in a wave of Fiendfire, burning it to pieces in an instant.
Only a few fire crows screamed in fear, and escaped from Fierce Fire's range.
Scott stepped back again and again, already approaching the edge of the cliff.
"Hahahahaha..."
Seeing that Fiendfire was getting closer and closer to Scott, and Rimbaud led the crows to scatter, Strillner started laughing up to the sky.
"You are dead!"
He pointed his wand at Scott from afar.
"It's such a pity. I heard that being burned by Fierce Fire will hurt the soul. Let me help you get used to the pain in advance!"
He cast a Cruciatus Curse on Scott.
The blood-red curse reached Scott one step ahead of Fiendfire.
Scott fell backwards, falling toward the cliff.
Across the inextinguishable Fiendfire, neither Strielner nor the two black-robed wizards could see the smile on Scott's face at this moment.
Scott's body fell extremely fast, transformed into a peregrine falcon in mid-air, landed on the huge reef under the cliff, and turned into a human again.
He knelt on one knee on the reef, turned the wand upside down in his hand, the tip of the wand touched the reef, and chanted a spell.
Complicated ancient runes emerged from the tip of the wand, and walked on the surface of the reef as if they were alive, covering an increasingly larger area.
Suddenly, the reef under Scott's feet shook slightly.
Scott kept his eyes fixed on the cliff ahead.
It was late now, and he could see Fiendfire still burning on the edge of the cliff.
In other words, neither Strielner nor the two black-robed wizards were able to approach the edge of the cliff for the time being.
The reef under his feet shook more and more violently, and slowly deformed.
A deep dragon roar came from underwater.
The black reef gradually rose from the sea, rising higher and higher.
The entire reef has turned into a giant black beast, which is breaking away from the envelop of the sea water.
This giant beast has black rough scales, a ferocious face, purple eyes, interlaced fangs, and a row of not deep but razor-sharp ridges on its back.
clap la la...
The huge bat-like wings broke free from the sea, raised high, and hit high waves.
"Roar……"
The deep dragon chant resounded like thunder, resounding through the sky.
The wings that almost covered the entire sea under the cliff flapped and gradually left the sea.
Long neck, strong limbs, and finally, a pointed tail.
"Roar……"
This colossal monster, which was several times bigger than a normal adult black dragon from the Hebrides Islands, roared to the sky, and instantly rode the hurricane into the air above the cliff.
Scott stood on the head of the black dragon, looking down at the three people below who were blown unsteadily by the hurricane.
Strillner looked up at the black dragon under his feet, trembling all over.
"It's round two now," he said with a smile.
"Roar!"
The black dragon opened its mouth wide and spit out a thick pillar of fire.
The pillar of fire was like a meteorite falling from the sky, almost covering the entire cliff.
At this moment, Strielner seemed to have been frightened, and stood motionless.
The two black-robed wizards reacted extremely quickly, and together they summoned Fiendfire to fight against the black dragon's breath.
The impact of the dragon's breath from top to bottom was extremely powerful, but Fiendfire's characteristics were even more weird, and the two sides were at a stalemate for a while.
But the black dragon beneath Scott's feet was not dead.
"Kill them."
Scott gave an order, and the black dragon immediately flapped its wings and flew up.
Its huge body moved sideways, and the pillar of fire ejected from its mouth moved accordingly.
The two black-robed wizards turned around decisively and ran away, but Strierna, who was left behind, happened to be bathed in flames.
When the black dragon closed his mouth, the pillar of fire went out, leaving only scorched black marks on the cliff.
The sound of the dragon's roar sounded, and the black dragon flew forward vigorously, and at the same time, it fell at an extremely fast speed. Its two strong hind legs opened its claws, and fiercely grabbed the two black-robed wizards who were fleeing.
Unable to use Apparition, a wizard who runs on two legs cannot escape the pursuit of the black dragon anyway.
The two black-robed wizards had to stop and use spells to attack the black dragon's claws.
If it is a real black dragon, the dragon skin, which is immune to most magic, is not afraid of magic attacks.
But the black dragon under Scott's feet is just a deformation of a bunch of reefs. It uses the rune circuit to realize the effect of flying and breathing dragon breath, and it does not have the magic immunity of real dragons.
So the black dragon looked terrible, and his claws were blown to pieces by the curse, turning into stones and falling.
The two black-robed wizards visibly cheered up.
However, just as they were about to continue their attack, the two fire crows that escaped earlier flew behind them like lightning.
Then, two hot lines of fire shot through their hearts.
Neither of the two black-robed wizards could make another sound, and fell down directly.
Scott stomped his feet, and the black dragon missing two claws flew back to the surface of the sea, and after he waved his wand, it turned into large chunks of rocks and fell.
There was a loud bang.
Before the waves surged, Scott had turned into a peregrine falcon and flew back to the cliff.
"awesome!"
Rimbaud flew over with the crows and circled Scott several times.
"Of course, I think you can use those stones to turn into a giant crow."
Rimbaud escaped from the crows and landed on Scott's shoulder.
"Next time." Scott twitched his lips.
Rimbaud looked at the corpses in the distance, and asked worriedly, "It doesn't matter, will you be imprisoned in Azkaban? Now it seems that you shouldn't tell others."
"It's okay." Scott sat down cross-legged, "I'm just acting in self-defense."
(End of this chapter)
