Chapter 350: Sudden Attack
The sudden action of the nine-headed bird made the friends feel moved, and they hurriedly followed it and chased it. But when they got close to it panting, they were frightened by the scene in front of them.
But I don't know what happened to this baby bird, it flew to an area full of adult Mandrake plants. What's more outrageous is that this guy actually started biting with his mouth.
"Xiao Jiuhong, come back to me quickly!" Yang Tian's heart tightened and he quickly shouted.
When the nine-headed bird heard its master's call, it had to retreat reluctantly, but it still kept chirping, as if warning the area of mandrake grass in front of it.
"Neville, go get the earmuffs." After just a moment's thought, Yang Tian understood the connection. He couldn't help but say in hatred, "These bastards are so sinister that they actually use adult Mandrake to deal with us. Are they afraid that we won't die?"
Neville was a very obedient person, so he didn't ask the reason and turned around and walked towards the tool room.
"Hermione, go inform Professor Sprout. She should be in her office at this time. It's not safe here anymore. The professor must make preparations early." Yang Tian arranged calmly.
Hermione nodded repeatedly after hearing this, and then turned around and left quickly...
Yang Tianze and the rest of his friends watched cautiously in private, fearing that the enemy would launch a surprise attack.
I thought I was careful enough, but something unexpected still happened.
However, in the area of adult mandrakes, the flowerpot of one of the mandrakes suddenly broke apart without any warning. As the flowerpot broke apart, the soil tilted down, and the mandrake's face-like roots instantly appeared.
A hint of coldness flashed across Yang Tian's eyes, but his movements were as fast as lightning. Almost in an instant, a magic wand appeared in his hand, and he whispered, "Silently!"
As soon as the words fell, an invisible magical light instantly enveloped the Mandrake, imprisoning it in place. The Mandrake, which had opened its mouth, seemed to have its throat strangled, and could not make a single sound.
But Yang Tian didn't hesitate at all and rushed straight to the broken part of the flowerpot. But unfortunately, he was still a step too late.
Suddenly, an ancient Greek black-painted Hydra amphora suddenly broke out of the ground and shot off into the distance. Yes, as mentioned before, Hydra is another name for the nine-headed snake.
Before Yang Tian could chase after it, he saw that the two-handled pottery bottle had already fallen rapidly and landed in the hands of a black shadow.
"I have to say, you are really strong. But there is one thing I really don't understand, why do you suspect me? I think my acting skills are pretty good." The shadow said as he walked out of the shadows. Who else could it be but Kirill?
Seeing the other party reveal his figure, Yang Tian was not surprised at all. He walked towards Kirill and said, "Actually, I want to say that you are really wronged."
"What do you mean?" Kirill asked in confusion.
"That is to say, I just simply hate the tea smell in tea. If you hadn't insisted on dressing up like such a ghost, I might not have targeted you directly." Yang Tian answered calmly.
Kirill obviously didn't understand what green tea meant, but when a group of friends "very enthusiastically" explained to him the relevant knowledge about green tea, he completely broke down.
"So... you think I'm a... green tea?" Kirill's face was full of disbelief.
"That's right!" Parvati nodded affirmatively.
"Is it because you hate green tea that you are staring at me so hard?" Kirill stared at Yang Tian and roared.
"That's indeed the case." Yang Tian agreed.
"Forget it, it doesn't matter. It doesn't matter what you think." Kirill suddenly put away his anger, smiled calmly and said, "But you don't think that I have really been provoked to lose my mind by you, do you? Are you trying to surround me?" The corners of his mouth were full of teasing, and he privately looked at the people who had quietly surrounded him.
As he spoke, he waved the wand in his hand: "Avada Kedavra"
Green light flew out from the tip of the staff and shot towards Penelope.
Looking at the killing curse in front of him, Yang Tian couldn't help but frown. He sighed in his heart, the power of this spell is not much different from the one cast by Voldemort himself, is this really something a little wizard can do?
Yang Tian knew that with Penelope's strength, it would be difficult to resist the killing curse in front of him. Without any hesitation, he quickly waved the ancient magic wand in his hand, and red light shot out from the tip of the wand like lightning.
In the blink of an eye, the green spell and the red spell collided violently, accompanied by a dazzling light and violent fluctuations of magic power. The two canceled each other out and finally annihilated at the same time.
"Haha, now you finally stop pretending? You even used the Killing Curse." Yang Tian raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a playful smile.
While Yang Tian was talking nonsense, the other friends were not to be outdone. They waved their wands one after another, and cast gorgeous spells at Kirill like raindrops.
Kirill was very depressed at this time. He had been beaten up one day without realizing it. However, he was not panicked at all. Unlike his previous mediocre performance in the duel club, his fighting ability at this time was extremely amazing.
As he waved his wand, various spells appeared one after another, easily blocking all the spells shot by his friends. Not only that, he could also find time to counterattack with ease. Fleur, Draco and Hannah were almost hit because of their negligence.
"Oh, you are really a hidden talent." Yang Tian flipped the magic wand in his hand, and after blocking a spell for Padma, he finally said dissatisfiedly: "If your performance today continues to be at this level, I don't mind giving you a special training package. I really can't afford to lose face!"
Hearing this, Kirill uttered endless ridicule: "What a naive idea, can intimidation improve magical power? Ha..." Before he could finish his words, the scene in front of him changed drastically.
Kirill, who was surprised by the sudden surge in strength, suddenly seemed to be frightened and began to use all means possible.
Needless to say, they were running aggressively, and the spells they cast had also changed fundamentally. It was no longer a straightforward pounding, but instead, it incorporated all kinds of disgusting little tricks...
