Chapter 1312: Burning Paris (6)

In the Seine River, the war between the combined forces and the Extar prisoners is in full swing, while in the safe house that the goblin built for himself.

The politicians from the Ministries of Magic of various countries who participated in the signing of the "Mutual Defense Treaty" turned pale and were speechless.

Anyone who is not extremely stupid should understand that under the current circumstances, the exposure of magic is inevitable.

People in the wizarding world have always believed that the Statute of Wizarding Secrecy is a form of protection for Muggles.

But when the magic world was about to be exposed, these big figures in the magic world were like having their clothes stripped off, and like a wilderness swept by a cold wind, they were soaked in coldness from body to soul!
They suddenly realized.

The Wizarding Statute of Secrecy is also an indispensable protection for wizards!
"Please don't be pessimistic--"

Old Bana stood up at this moment, facing a group of "younger generations" with a stern look.
"We still have a chance to keep the secrets of magic, everyone!"

"How to do it?"

The hot-tempered Minister Adenauer also looked distraught at this time.

"In fact, Amosta also took into account the dire situation we are currently facing--"

Taking a deep breath, Old Bana snapped his fingers, and after a flash of electric sparks, a wine jug fell into his hands.

Politicians from the Ministries of Magic of various countries all gathered around, staring at the ordinary wine jug with burning eyes.

"This is."

Amelia stared at the jug with a look of surprise.

"The venom of the curled-winged demon--"

Old Bana said with a touch of emotion, and his admiration for Amosta rose to a new level.

"The venom of the curled-winged demon."

Chairman Kou Haoge was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing.

"So that's really you, Amosta, it's possible--"

"Oh, the one Mr. Newt Scamander used in New York?"

Amelia also reacted, looking excited.

"good--"

Old Barna nodded, and then looked at Minister Nash of the French Ministry of Magic.

"We still have a chance to defend the secrets of magic, Minister Nash, so please contact the Muggle President immediately and ask him to restrain his troops and stay away from the wizard battlefield as soon as possible to avoid unnecessary casualties!"

“All I can say is, give it your best.”

Minister Nash said tiredly.

"Special situation, special treatment—"

Old Bana took a deep breath again and spoke more strongly. He stared at Nash with determination.

"I think you can do whatever it takes to get the Muggle President to accept your opinion!"

Any means -
Nash opened his mouth and looked around, instinctively seeking advice from the wizards who were in charge of the Ministry of Magic like him.

What responded to him were silent and determined faces.

"I see--"

Minister Nash nodded, then took the Winged Demon Venom handed over by Old Bana and disappeared from people's sight.

"Now--"

The ministers turned their eyes back to the flickering screen, and old Bana's weathered face was filled with worry again.

"It's up to them--"

The Muggle fighter planes once again streaked across the night sky, and Sirius could even smell the cold breath emitted by this huge machine.

He knew that maybe the plane didn't attack them just because the Muggles wanted to know more about them!

"Prevent."

Sirius looked back at Alastor who was continuously firing spells at the Iron Giant, and roared in a state of collapse.
"But how can I stop it, Mad-Eye!"

"Did you lose your brain in Azkaban, Sirius!"

Alastor roared.

"Muggle Repelling Charm, Fire Curse, Anything!"

"Oh, that's a good idea!" Sirius shrank his head guiltily. He was indeed a little too nervous.

As the invisible waves unfolded, the fearless look on the pilot's face who had attempted to get closer for observation suddenly became confused. Then, ignoring the hoarse shouting from his superiors, he turned the plane around, broke through the thick clouds, and flew away!

Snapped!
When Sirius rejoined the battlefield and was about to fly towards Alastor, a goblin with dark green skin appeared beside Alastor first and whispered.

"I have a new mission here, Sirius!"

Alastor snatched the wine jug that the goblin had brought, and then he directly pulled up the broom handle and rushed towards the dark clouds in the sky with flashing lightning.

"I'll leave this to you first!"

call!
Before Sirius could ask, the Iron Giant slapped him again. Sirius had no choice but to hold down the broom handle and nimbly avoid the hand that was as heavy as a mountain!

The battle situation has become extremely tense at this moment.

Hundreds of strikers and goblins from the combined forces fought on their own, trying every possible way to break through the iron giant's defense from every angle, but the cursed light fell on the magic barrier like heavy rain, and apart from causing violent ripples, it was unable to break through.

However, the surging air waves caused by the steel giant's movements always push some people off their flying brooms and onto the river!

Every wizard who participated in the encirclement and suppression was extremely anxious!
The strikers have not forgotten that they are fighting an unprecedented war in front of the Muggles. If the crisis is not resolved quickly, the situation will become unknowingly bad!
Among hundreds or thousands of spells, a beam of green magic light, cast by someone unknown, flew past Sirius' scalp, making him break out in a cold sweat.

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It can't go on like this!

Sirius Black crawled out from the giant's armpit, panting heavily, and temporarily hovered on the giant's back to rest.

This battle has now gradually evolved into a competition between the two sides to consume magic power. Only when one side runs out of magic power first, will the war end!
Looking at the prisoners standing on steel frames inside the light screen, Sirius had a ferocious expression.

Boom!
An elf who was not good at using a broomstick in mid-air narrowly avoided the giant's palm. However, he felt dizzy for a moment and could no longer avoid the fierce curse light.

At the critical moment, Sirius swung his wand and set up a barrier in front of the goblin.

The exploding spelllight also tore through Sirius's magic barrier, and the powerful gust of air instantly blew the goblin on the broom away!
call out!
Sirius moved his body, and in the next moment, he caught the goblin tumbling in the air.

"Thank you, Mr. Black--"

The goblin, who was hung in the air by his arm, gasped for several times before coming to his senses. He tilted his head back and thanked Sirius.

"You're welcome, little one!"

Sirius dragged the goblin a little further away from the giant, and looked at the goblin who had lost his broomstick.

"I'll take you down, little guy, your broom is no longer useful!"

"Oh, no need, Mr. Black!"

The frail fairy swayed in the strong wind, and it screamed sharply,

"I can Apparate down!"

"Apparate!"

Sirius was speechless with shock, he suddenly remembered that the goblin who had just brought the wine flask to Alastor also Apparated onto the battlefield!

"But this large area has been anti-Apparated. The wizard's magic can't stop the goblins from Apparating!"

Sirius looked ecstatic.

"Little guy, can you teleport me into the barrier?"

"No, Mr. Black—"

The goblin gave Sirius an answer that was not too surprising to him.

"The magical magnetic field emitted by the barrier protecting the tower is too strong, Mr. Black. It will interfere with the goblins' Apparition positioning."

Sirius nodded grimly.

"--but,"

The little goblin he rescued was also inspired by this question. He hesitated and said,
"Maybe. The house-elf's Apparition is very strong in penetrating magical defenses. Maybe. Maybe."

House elves?!

Sirius' breath stagnated and his eyes widened to the maximum!
Yes, this is it!
The next second, Sirius held the broom handle and took a deep breath.

"Kreacher!!!"

boom!
On the battlefield filled with explosions and thunder, no one noticed the inconspicuous bang.

"Respected Master Sirius, old Kreacher!"

Before Kreacher fell, Sirius used his other free hand to catch Kreacher, who suddenly appeared in mid-air and was terrified.
"Kreacher, can you take me into the barrier?" (End of this chapter)