The Hogwarts Professor at Marvel

Chapter 442 Grindelwald's provocation, the student who fought close to the werewolf
Rumble!
The defensive cover shattered, and gray light spots swayed around.

The fireball fell heavily on the square.

Since the sky fire descended and broke through the defensive cover, it had already been successfully cast.

Facing the Death Eaters who quietly gathered in teams, it was difficult for Ian and the others to adjust.

In other words, these were calculated by the Death Eaters based on their own experience.

Powerful magic may exert influence and control in the early stage, but after it has been formed, especially the magic that has been cast halfway, unless it is a top wizard like his master.

Otherwise, it can only exert a certain influence at most, and it is difficult to control it smoothly.

In the face of the students who were even less than 20 years old, this group of black wizards who were over half a century old had already calculated the most effective way to avoid them.

call!call!
The fireball fell on the square, and large pits appeared one after another, and the dust filled the surroundings with waves of heat.

And the dark wizards who prepared themselves a strong defensive spell early, instantly increased the output of magic power, and the defensive cover was grayed or even close to black.Start blinking.

Forcibly resisting the falling hot fireball.

boom!
The fireball shattered and flames filled the air.

The faces of the black wizards who had cursed were instantly exposed with blue veins, and some even began to bleed from the corners of their mouths and even their eyes and ears.

After all, it was performed jointly by dozens of wizards. Even if most of the attacks failed, the remaining ones were not easily resisted by a single black wizard.

However, when the dust dissipated from the battlefield, the heat wave brought the dust all over the sky to the edge of the square, rushing towards the auditorium.

After Tom Riddle saw it, he frowned slightly, and waved his wand casually.

The dark green barrier flickered slightly, and in mid-air, it seemed that a breeze was blowing, counteracting the heat wave, and the dust fell as if it was still.

Dumbledore glanced at him, didn't say much, and focused on Lockhart's students and Death Eaters.

"Albus, Lockhart is really good at training students. Can you tell me how long it has been since Lockhart trained squibs to become wizards?" Grindelwald's provocative voice sounded in his ears: "To be honest, it's really curious."

Dumbledore didn't reply, as if he didn't hear.

And Grindelwald continued.

"I don't know if you have noticed, Albus." Grindelwald's tone was full of surprise and curiosity: "The magic performed by this group of students actually resonated with power, at least tenfold."

"In this, the idea of ​​meditation should have played a big role." Grindelwald's analysis made Dumbledore subconsciously nod slightly, but then stopped.

Although the movement was very slight, Grindelwald, who had been paying attention, seemed to be interested in it all of a sudden, and continued to analyze: "I feel the breath of meditation, and the magic power of this group of students tends to be of the same nature."

"It seems that the emergence of meditation not only has a profound impact on Squibs, but also brings great changes to wizards who cast magic."

Having said that, Grindelwald seemed to think of something, and added as if watching a good show.

"Albus, what do you think the pure-blood family will do if they know this?"

"And Hogwarts, is there any plan to popularize meditation?"

Hearing this, Dumbledore frowned slightly.

He naturally knew the meaning behind Grindelwald.

Several wizards who practice meditation can cast magic together in a certain way, and the power will increase by more than 10 times

There is no doubt that unless it is a top wizard like him, other Aurors like Mad-Eye Moody would not dare to face it.

In the past, this was a trick enough to be a family heritage.

Every time you use it, you will pay a high price.

But looking at the appearance of this group of students, it seems to be the same as usual.

Does this mean that this method of casting spells has become the norm.

If the pure-blooded family knew about it, it would be strange not to pursue it crazily.

This is simply the best way to maintain the pure blood status.

Turning his mind around, Dumbledore did not reply to any of Grindelwald's words, but continued to focus on Ian and other wizard students.

Above the square, the heat wave weakened and the dust gradually descended.

It can be seen vaguely that there are large pits one after another on the surface of the square, and each pit and its surroundings are covered with flames.

Around the group of black wizards, there were scattered flames on the ground, but otherwise everything was the same as before.

But seeing the pale faces of the black wizards and the blood dripping from the corners of their mouths, one knew that it was not easy for these black wizards to resist.

"The whirlwind sweeps away!"

"The whirlwind sweeps away!"

Several black wizards cast spells to further clean up the dust and clear their vision.

at the same time
Woo!Woo!
The werewolf raised its head and roared, before the dust fell completely, it suddenly rushed towards Ian and other students.

The wizard's magic is strong, but when it comes to close combat, unless it is a giant, no one can compare to them.

Ian, Remy and the others didn't panic when they saw the werewolf coming directly

Only a very calm voice was heard: "The last time the top 15 melee fighters stepped forward and fought with the werewolf, be careful not to be bitten by it."

"The rest stepped back, ready to cast the spell again."

After hearing Ian's familiar voice.

Fifteen young male wizards walked forward. Most of these young wizards were relatively strong.

Vera and Wanda backed away.

Ian and Remy led the way, leading 15 wizards who were good at close combat, and walked forward slowly.

They quickly closed their palms, and then pulled them outward.

Sparks seemed to splash in all directions, and black magic sticks wrapped with red flame runes appeared in his hands.

A melee magic staff exclusively for Karma Taj mages!
The wand disappeared quietly, and Ian and the others held the hard sticks tightly in their hands.

The pace began to speed up, rushing towards the werewolf.

To be honest, seeing the actions of Ian and the others, Fenrir, the leader of the werewolves, had a look of astonishment in his eyes.

Fighting with them wolves, these students wouldn't be crazy.

Then, a cruel smile appeared on his face.

Since these students want to die, let him send them to the God of Death.

Woo!
Without hesitation, after a long howl, Fenrir rushed towards Ian and the others with the werewolf behind him.

At the same time, a group of wizard students behind began to wave their wands in unison, and their goal was the dark wizards behind.

boom!
Ian, the leader, slammed Fenrir, the leader of the werewolf, with a stick in his hand.

Due to the stereotype of weak wizards in the past, Fenrir was still very disdainful at first.

However, when the French stick landed on his shoulder, the red light flickered, the weight increased sharply, and he was hit hard. With a click, the bones seemed to split, and blood began to ooze out.

"Damn!"

Enduring the severe pain, Fenrir yelled and swung himself to scratch Ian's face.

His wolf claws have already hidden wolf poison, and ordinary wizards will be severely injured if they are hit by wolf poison, and there is a very high probability that they will be corroded by wolf poison and become a werewolf
McGonagall and other professors subconsciously exclaimed when they saw this scene.

They had heard of the reputation of the werewolf leader Fenrir, and Ian on the opposite side was a young wizard who was under 20 years old.

Danger!

Extremely dangerous!

(End of this chapter)