Chapter 15
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Hua Shui Jun
Chapter 15
"Amosta Blaine?"
On Bill Weasley's handsome face, the usual relaxed and freehand expression was gone. Because he was so shocked, when he fell off the Nimbus 1700, he almost fell down when he was hooked by a broken wooden stake to the wizard's robe. wrestle.
"When Filoa told me you killed Prien, I thought she was just playing a funny little joke on me."
Bill's eyesight was limited, he only saw the crimson ground under Prian's body prostrating on the ground with his bare back, but he couldn't tell whether he was dead or alive.
"I can't believe it, Brian, are you secretly planning to kill Hogwarts?"
Bill wandered around, watching the Gryffindor players who fell from mid-air and passed out, his expression gradually distorted. When he saw Charlie who fell silently in a bush, the shock on Bill's face subsided. Instead, hysterical rage, he took out his wand and pointed at Amosta without hesitation,
"Tell me, bastard, what did you do to Charlie!"
Although the children of the Weasley family occasionally dislike each other on weekdays, when outsiders hurt their families, their behavior of fighting against each other is exemplary.
"Stop yelling, Bill Weasley." Amosta said unmoved,
"Take them back to the castle first. I will explain to the principal and the principals what happened in the Forbidden Forest just now, but I am too lazy to explain it twice. If you are curious, you can apply to sit in later."
"Stand there and don't move!"
The tip of the stick in Bill's hand trembled, and he stopped sharply.
"Philoa has gone to inform Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape that Principal Dumbledore will come back from the school soon. You are not allowed to go anywhere until they arrive!"
The cold wind was blowing, and the leaves were rustling. There was still some time before dawn, and fierce murderous intent was lurking in the dense darkness, waiting for an opportunity.
Amosta glanced at the depths of the Forbidden Forest as if aware of it, and twitched his eyebrows. He was not sure what the source of the sudden peeping sensation was. Considering that eight-eyed spiders are not solitary creatures, Staying here is not a good choice.
"It's not safe here, Weasley, let's go back to the castle first."
Amosta repeated calmly.
"The greatest danger comes from you, Bryan. I repeat, stand there and don't move. Also, hand over your wand!"
Bill's vigilance was very high. He fixed his eyes on Amosta's wrist with wide eyes, and his spirit was stretched to the extreme, ready to strike at any time.
Amosta frowned slightly, and looked up at the dark Forbidden Forest again. The slight but clear uneasiness in the air made him feel stuck in his throat. He could almost confirm that something seemed to be secretly staring at him.
"I repeat too, Weasley,"
Amosta emphasized his tone, "It's not safe here, let's go back to the castle first!"
Bill's eyes became sharp in an instant, and Amosta's words were in his ears, which was a signal to escape, so he waved his wand without hesitation!
Brush, brush, brush!
As the most outstanding student at Hogwarts at the moment, Bill Weasley is outstanding in actual combat. In a very short period of time, he threw three dazzling red lights at Bryan, blocking all of Amostar. space to avoid.
However, for Amosta, this is probably not a threat.
Since Bill Weasley is unwilling to leave, let him lose his ability to resist and take them back together. Anyway, it doesn't make any difference to bring five or six people. He has already exposed too much tonight, and he doesn't care about exposing more.
Amosta flicked the stun spell that hit him with his wand backhand, and with a light movement of his wrist, he recited the spell in his mind,
"Fuchsia!"
Bill raised his eyebrows, and finally confirmed that this Slytherin house, Amosta Bryan, who was unknown in the school, indeed possessed strength beyond ordinary little wizards.
"Armor protection!"
However, Bill Weasley also had his own self-confidence. Facing the incoming curse light, he didn't panic, and quickly and swiftly laid down defenses in front of him.
Whoa!
The strong wind rushed head-on, and the powerful magic power shattered the barrier of the Iron Armor Curse. Bill, who was calm and confident just now, froze for a moment. Before he recovered, he suddenly felt that his feet were empty. A beam of miserable green magic light made his pupils condense instantly, and the peeping man finally revealed his ferocity,
"careful!"
At the last moment, Bill Weasley sent a reminder to Amostar.
Pong!
The moment the curse light of the Killing Curse hit the ground, a cluster of emerald green magic fire rose instantly, and the ominous breath was like the god of death dancing in the flames.
Amosta, who rolled and avoided the death-killing light, slowly got up from the ground. Although he was prepared, he was still afraid after being attacked by the Unforgivable Curse for the first time.
The moment just now was the closest moment to death since he entered the magic world!
Around 20 years old, a woman.
Through the hand holding the wand, which was exposed outside the black cloak, Amosta judged the gender and age of the attacker.
The oppressive tranquility devastated Amosta's mind, and the pervasive crisis made every cell of him tremble. Under the influence of the dual emotions of fear and excitement, the magic power in his body was unprecedentedly excited, as if he was facing the current crisis of life and death. Long awaited!
"It doesn't matter who you are, what your purpose is,"
Amosta stared at the face of the attacker who couldn't see clearly under the hood, and said coldly,
"Breaking into Hogwarts, under the nose of Headmaster Dumbledore, using the most dangerous of the three Unforgivable Curses to attack an underage wizard, I must admire you for your courage. "
The woman didn't speak, but let out a contemptuous cold snort, as if she didn't bother to respond at all.
"Dumbledore and the school's professors will arrive here in at most 5 minutes. If you escape now, there may be still time."
The wand in the woman's hand was very stable and did not waver at all, which made Amosta's heart sink, and he realized that the other party was probably determined to take his life.
But why?
Since he entered Hogwarts, he has never offended anyone, and all his involvement with wizards outside the school is nothing more than using owls to sell potions. Could it be that the potions he made drank to death, and his family members came to take revenge? ?
This is of course impossible, Amosta is very confident in his craft, and that kind of tragedy will not happen.
Amosta couldn't figure it out, and the woman who attacked him wouldn't give him enough time to think. She knew that what Amosta said before was not a lie, and that Dumbledore and the school's professors were indeed coming soon.
Tonight, the most dangerous contest begins!
The green light that once again illuminated the Forbidden Forest sounded the clarion call of life and death.
Amosta's expression was unprecedentedly solemn. He held up his magic wand, as if he was holding a king's sword and slashed down. The tip of the wand that was emitting a shimmer was like a collapsed embankment, and it swallowed endless and turbulent magic power. The magic power was in the dark. Under the night, it turned into a silver galaxy, striking the ground with a mighty force.
rumbling~
The earth shook violently, and the big bluestone blocked between the two was instantly shattered into powder, and the rustling sound of tens of thousands of frost-covered leaves at the same moment was terrifying.
When the dust fell to the ground and the curse light dissipated, a shocking crack with a length of seventy or eighty feet appeared on the soft ground.
This spell is Amosta's response to the woman's death curse!
(End of this chapter)
"Amosta Blaine?"
On Bill Weasley's handsome face, the usual relaxed and freehand expression was gone. Because he was so shocked, when he fell off the Nimbus 1700, he almost fell down when he was hooked by a broken wooden stake to the wizard's robe. wrestle.
"When Filoa told me you killed Prien, I thought she was just playing a funny little joke on me."
Bill's eyesight was limited, he only saw the crimson ground under Prian's body prostrating on the ground with his bare back, but he couldn't tell whether he was dead or alive.
"I can't believe it, Brian, are you secretly planning to kill Hogwarts?"
Bill wandered around, watching the Gryffindor players who fell from mid-air and passed out, his expression gradually distorted. When he saw Charlie who fell silently in a bush, the shock on Bill's face subsided. Instead, hysterical rage, he took out his wand and pointed at Amosta without hesitation,
"Tell me, bastard, what did you do to Charlie!"
Although the children of the Weasley family occasionally dislike each other on weekdays, when outsiders hurt their families, their behavior of fighting against each other is exemplary.
"Stop yelling, Bill Weasley." Amosta said unmoved,
"Take them back to the castle first. I will explain to the principal and the principals what happened in the Forbidden Forest just now, but I am too lazy to explain it twice. If you are curious, you can apply to sit in later."
"Stand there and don't move!"
The tip of the stick in Bill's hand trembled, and he stopped sharply.
"Philoa has gone to inform Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape that Principal Dumbledore will come back from the school soon. You are not allowed to go anywhere until they arrive!"
The cold wind was blowing, and the leaves were rustling. There was still some time before dawn, and fierce murderous intent was lurking in the dense darkness, waiting for an opportunity.
Amosta glanced at the depths of the Forbidden Forest as if aware of it, and twitched his eyebrows. He was not sure what the source of the sudden peeping sensation was. Considering that eight-eyed spiders are not solitary creatures, Staying here is not a good choice.
"It's not safe here, Weasley, let's go back to the castle first."
Amosta repeated calmly.
"The greatest danger comes from you, Bryan. I repeat, stand there and don't move. Also, hand over your wand!"
Bill's vigilance was very high. He fixed his eyes on Amosta's wrist with wide eyes, and his spirit was stretched to the extreme, ready to strike at any time.
Amosta frowned slightly, and looked up at the dark Forbidden Forest again. The slight but clear uneasiness in the air made him feel stuck in his throat. He could almost confirm that something seemed to be secretly staring at him.
"I repeat too, Weasley,"
Amosta emphasized his tone, "It's not safe here, let's go back to the castle first!"
Bill's eyes became sharp in an instant, and Amosta's words were in his ears, which was a signal to escape, so he waved his wand without hesitation!
Brush, brush, brush!
As the most outstanding student at Hogwarts at the moment, Bill Weasley is outstanding in actual combat. In a very short period of time, he threw three dazzling red lights at Bryan, blocking all of Amostar. space to avoid.
However, for Amosta, this is probably not a threat.
Since Bill Weasley is unwilling to leave, let him lose his ability to resist and take them back together. Anyway, it doesn't make any difference to bring five or six people. He has already exposed too much tonight, and he doesn't care about exposing more.
Amosta flicked the stun spell that hit him with his wand backhand, and with a light movement of his wrist, he recited the spell in his mind,
"Fuchsia!"
Bill raised his eyebrows, and finally confirmed that this Slytherin house, Amosta Bryan, who was unknown in the school, indeed possessed strength beyond ordinary little wizards.
"Armor protection!"
However, Bill Weasley also had his own self-confidence. Facing the incoming curse light, he didn't panic, and quickly and swiftly laid down defenses in front of him.
Whoa!
The strong wind rushed head-on, and the powerful magic power shattered the barrier of the Iron Armor Curse. Bill, who was calm and confident just now, froze for a moment. Before he recovered, he suddenly felt that his feet were empty. A beam of miserable green magic light made his pupils condense instantly, and the peeping man finally revealed his ferocity,
"careful!"
At the last moment, Bill Weasley sent a reminder to Amostar.
Pong!
The moment the curse light of the Killing Curse hit the ground, a cluster of emerald green magic fire rose instantly, and the ominous breath was like the god of death dancing in the flames.
Amosta, who rolled and avoided the death-killing light, slowly got up from the ground. Although he was prepared, he was still afraid after being attacked by the Unforgivable Curse for the first time.
The moment just now was the closest moment to death since he entered the magic world!
Around 20 years old, a woman.
Through the hand holding the wand, which was exposed outside the black cloak, Amosta judged the gender and age of the attacker.
The oppressive tranquility devastated Amosta's mind, and the pervasive crisis made every cell of him tremble. Under the influence of the dual emotions of fear and excitement, the magic power in his body was unprecedentedly excited, as if he was facing the current crisis of life and death. Long awaited!
"It doesn't matter who you are, what your purpose is,"
Amosta stared at the face of the attacker who couldn't see clearly under the hood, and said coldly,
"Breaking into Hogwarts, under the nose of Headmaster Dumbledore, using the most dangerous of the three Unforgivable Curses to attack an underage wizard, I must admire you for your courage. "
The woman didn't speak, but let out a contemptuous cold snort, as if she didn't bother to respond at all.
"Dumbledore and the school's professors will arrive here in at most 5 minutes. If you escape now, there may be still time."
The wand in the woman's hand was very stable and did not waver at all, which made Amosta's heart sink, and he realized that the other party was probably determined to take his life.
But why?
Since he entered Hogwarts, he has never offended anyone, and all his involvement with wizards outside the school is nothing more than using owls to sell potions. Could it be that the potions he made drank to death, and his family members came to take revenge? ?
This is of course impossible, Amosta is very confident in his craft, and that kind of tragedy will not happen.
Amosta couldn't figure it out, and the woman who attacked him wouldn't give him enough time to think. She knew that what Amosta said before was not a lie, and that Dumbledore and the school's professors were indeed coming soon.
Tonight, the most dangerous contest begins!
The green light that once again illuminated the Forbidden Forest sounded the clarion call of life and death.
Amosta's expression was unprecedentedly solemn. He held up his magic wand, as if he was holding a king's sword and slashed down. The tip of the wand that was emitting a shimmer was like a collapsed embankment, and it swallowed endless and turbulent magic power. The magic power was in the dark. Under the night, it turned into a silver galaxy, striking the ground with a mighty force.
rumbling~
The earth shook violently, and the big bluestone blocked between the two was instantly shattered into powder, and the rustling sound of tens of thousands of frost-covered leaves at the same moment was terrifying.
When the dust fell to the ground and the curse light dissipated, a shocking crack with a length of seventy or eighty feet appeared on the soft ground.
This spell is Amosta's response to the woman's death curse!
(End of this chapter)
