Chapter 222 Perfume is poisonous

Moody is down!

Mad-Eye Moody, who could make dark wizards run away just because of his name, has fallen!

However, he was not knocked down by Maca's spell.

Just when the second flame of the Stunning Curse broke through the Iron Armor Curse and shot out dazzling brilliance, and just when the third flame was about to strike head-on, Moody took the initiative to throw his head back and fell down by the impact of the second flame. go down.

The third flame almost brushed off Moody's messy hair.

This thrilling blow, it fell through!

It's just that falling to the ground in a battle is not terrible, but losing the rhythm of the battle is the most terrible thing.

Although Moody fell heavily on the stage, he did not show the slightest hesitation. I saw him put on his crutches and quickly rolled around.

Torn apart!

In the next second, the place where he was originally was exploded, and sawdust splattered for a while, making people feel terrified.

You can use the silent spell, why do you have to read it out? Are you underestimating me? Moody had already stood up at this time, and shouted at Maca with a displeased face.

Maca shrugged, and without a word, he just waved his wand, and the plank that was blown just now flew up, whistling with the wind, and went straight to Moody.

Humph!

Moody snorted coldly, raised his hand and swung his wand violently, those planks exploded again, turned into finer sawdust and thorns, and shot towards Maca at a faster speed.

This kind of fast-paced back-and-forth attack is all about speed and reaction. If you let the other party take time to add another spell, the other party will immediately fall into a passive position.

And Moody's move was broken into parts, obviously in a way to restrict Maca's use of movement to evade attacks and break away from the fast pace. It can be seen that Moody is quite confident in his response ability cultivated by years of fighting.

As for Maca, in fact, his combat experience is not too rich. However, his strength lies in those ideas that are different from ordinary people and the extremely targeted exercises.

Right now, in the face of a fast attack, the general wizard's response method is usually to counter the countless wooden spikes in time, or simply rely on defensive spells to get out of this rhythm of a war of attrition as soon as possible.

But everyone was surprised to see that although Maca stretched out his wand, he didn't cast any corresponding spells. From everyone's point of view, he seems to be... in a daze?

What is he doing? Waiting to be nailed with blood holes all over by those wooden thorns?

near! closer! So close that no one could imagine that he could make any counterattacks.

Following the screams of the young wizards in the audience, those extremely fast and terrifying wooden thorns directly nailed Maca's whole body densely, and the remaining wooden thorns were accompanied by a series of fierce sounds, falling into pieces stuck on the ground.

At the moment when everyone was terrified, Moody reacted extremely quickly. I saw his magic eye turning rapidly, and the pupil turned to the eye socket all at once.

And his feet were not idle, almost at the same time, he had already turned around.

However, it was too late to react at this time. But he saw a phantom shaking behind him, and a magic wand was lightly placed on his shoulder.

There was another exclamation of astonishment and shock, and the little wizards exchanged their eyes back and forth between the two Maca, and soon a student with a quick reaction was the first to understand the situation and communicated in a low voice.

...The tactics are wonderful, and the transformation technique is even more exquisite... No wonder you invited Minerva to be your dance partner. Moody said coldly, First use the heat of the flame to interfere with my magic eyes, and then use the detailed deformation Sneaking spells and stun spells caught my attention, so I didn't realize that you had come behind me with the disillusionment spell...

Because I found that, Professor, you seem to have developed a kind of dependence on the magic eye, Maca said with a shrug, taking away the wand, but to be honest, that thing is really a good thing! Very understanding!

But... I didn't say the battle was over! Moody's wand suddenly stretched out from his armpit,

A flame burst out almost close to Maca's chest.

With a bang, and amidst the flames, an invisible stone slab appeared in front of Maca.

Maca smiled at Moody who turned his head, and then turned around unscathed under the staring of the other party, and stood aside calmly.

At the same time, the figure of another Maca not far away twisted for a while, turned into a robe and fell down, and was drawn back into the hand by Maca with a wave of his wand.

Cough... Moody coughed dryly, and pointed directly at the young wizards in the audience with his wand, Have you seen it? In fact, the reason why the 'Three Unforgivable Curses' became forbidden curses is entirely because They are evil...including most of the other black magic, they will have an immeasurable and terrible impact on themselves and others! Because they will unknowingly erode the body, mind and even the soul of the caster. Ordinary magic spells may not... ...

While the little wizards were still in the wonderful battle just now, Moody warned and guided everyone while the iron was hot, and explained the battle just now in detail.

Although Moody only came to teach for a year at the invitation of Dumbledore, and more of it was to protect the students. But when he was a professor, he was quite serious and responsible.

In his philosophy, everyone should rely on their own strength to protect themselves and even the people around them, instead of relying on the strength of others to protect themselves.

After he finished what he was supposed to say, the other three warriors practiced hard again under Moody's partnership.

But it was obvious that Hermione was not in the state, and Moody had knocked her wand away several times, causing the old man to curse unceremoniously.

Hey! Professor...just say a few words. Maca persuaded in a low voice.

Moody glared at him again impatiently, but did not continue to reprimand him.

In the end, the exchange class between the three schools ended in the rotation of the little wizards. It can be seen that this special class is very popular with everyone, and the effect is really good.

Because of this, Moody's popularity among young wizards has suddenly increased a lot.

As for Maca, who made another big splash in the communication class, he even suspected that this was actually Dumbledore's idea. Could it be that Dumbledore really intends to train him to be the heir to the position of headmaster?

Maca shuddered at the thought of being locked up in the principal's office all day to deal with various affairs.

...No matter how much it is, let's go to sleep first!

...

At night, in a certain alley in Hogsmeade village.

...Mr. McLean, are you really planning to go alone? Tarino asked with a look of astonishment.

Moody didn't come with him tonight.

Perhaps, in his opinion, Maca is obviously good enough. And this test, logically, became a task assigned to him alone.

This is the first official mission after the restart of Order of the Phoenix.

That's right, the Order of the Phoenix, the organization that was founded by Dumbledore during the First Wizarding War and secretly accomplished many major events, has now been restarted under the leadership of Dumbledore.

And Maca has also joined... er, was joined this once unknown, but brave and fearless organization against Voldemort.

I'm just going to investigate the situation. Maca shrugged, You don't have to go this time, just keep helping me keep an eye on the previous targets! To be honest, your side is the focus...

Of course, you have paid all the money, we must work hard. Tarino said, and ran away without a trace.

No wonder he, the werewolves were really not easy to deal with. Even if it is just to sneak in and investigate, it will take a lot of effort.

Those wolves are very good at anti-reconnaissance, and once they find something, their action power is terribly high. After all, they are a group of villains with violent tendencies, but they can't be regarded as a group of huskies. Generally speaking, few people will find themselves unhappy.

According to the information obtained by Tarino, that group of werewolves were all other types of brutal people, and they were hiding in an underground bar in the Muggle world these days.

There are still a few days until the next full moon, and even if they transform, they will not be as powerful as the forced transformation during the full moon. For Maca, this is actually a good opportunity.

At this moment, he was secretly complaining about his inability to apparate perfectly, while wearing the disillusionment spell and flying on a broomstick to a certain busy city in London...

As for those citizens who love London's nightlife, different classes have different interests.

In the north of London, where the night is still full of feasting and feasting, Canada Street, citizens who want to relax at night frequently hang out at the street night market.

There are many gourmet stalls beside the old brick and concrete walls, and various aromas mixed with the smell of alcohol shuttle freely between everyone's mouth and nose, tempting people to take out the pounds in their pockets again and again.

And on a smaller street next to this hot food street, colorful neon lights flicker with vulgar light pollution, dyeing everything on the street into a dark and distorted posture.

What's more here is a row of consumption places that are only open to attract customers at night, and the unique obscure atmosphere here seems to bring everyone who strays into this place into the abyss of corruption.

Maca got out from behind a low two-storey building sideways, patted the Muggle clothes on her body, and then looked up and looked around.

Hey! Little brother, is this your first time here? Why don't you ask my sister to take you to a fun place?

A strange smell of inferior perfume came from behind Maca. The pungent smell made him feel as if he had returned to Snape's potion preparation room. It was familiar but confusing.

Sister... How much is a bottle of your perfume...? Maca asked without changing his expression.