Mastering Lightning from Hogwarts

But the opponent actually received it so easily. You have to know that the Dark Arts spell, Shadow Strike, is extremely fast, highly concealed, and incredibly sharp. Anduin had never seen anyone able to deflect it directly without using a Shield Charm, or even shift position to do so. He even doubted whether he himself could accomplish it so easily. Reading М

And when he saw Anduin deflect his spell, the Thunderbird also felt a chill in his heart. This young man's strength was not bad. You have to know that the spell just now was released using his unique casting technique. In addition to the spell's extremely strong power, it also carried an exaggerated impact force, which can be described as powerful and heavy.

If it were an ordinary wizard, even if they could keep up with the speed of his spell, they would not be able to move his curse at all when deflecting it. Only those with substantial magic power and great arm strength could cope with it.

This young man cannot be underestimated. If you want a quick battle...

You must use all your strength from the beginning!

Thunderbird and Anduin both made such judgments in their hearts after a brief exchange.

"Fiendfyre! Flying Blossom!"

"Electronic Carnival!"

The two shouted almost at the same time.

Then they saw the 'Thunderbird' wave his wand, and in the process of the wand sliding, the tip of the wand and the air were like a match being struck, bursting out with fine and dazzling sparks. And as he swung his wand, a large area of ​​floating fire composed of Fiendfyre appeared around him, and then these flames flew towards Anduin in a whirlwind-like trajectory, like falling leaves and flying flowers.

On the other side, Anduin urged his magic power, arousing wisps of active silver-blue plasma, which flowed upwards outside Anduin's body like a liquid, rising and falling outside his body as if breathing. Anduin's hair, which had just covered his ears, stood on end, looking like a thunder god descending to earth.

At this moment, Anduin raised his wand and pointed it at the palm of his other hand. The constantly gushing current exploded outwards like a water-absorbing toy baby, gradually forming small, flashing silver-blue stars, and surrounding Anduin like a meteorite belt orbiting a planet.

Then Anduin also stretched out his wand and pointed it at the Thunderbird. These star-like electrons seemed to be activated, flying towards the opponent with faint tail flames in the deep night sky, like a fine rain of meteors.

The flying fire blossoms composed of Fiendfyre and the carnival electrons condensed from desolate thunder met in the air.

The scene was like two Gatling machine guns spraying blue fire at each other, and the bullets flying in the air seemed to be conscious, finding their opponents and colliding with each other.

For a time, electrons and sparks twisted and turned, fighting each other in the air, and the whistling of flames and the crackling of lightning were endless.

On one side, the electrons formed by desolate thunder stimulated wisps of electric current, like a swordsman with sharp blades, cutting the Fiendfyre into pieces. Even the Fiendfyre, which burns almost everything, could hardly resist, and was directly annihilated by the silver electric light.

On the other side, the menacing Fiendfyre turned from flying flowers into ferocious beasts, opening their hideous mouths to swallow the electrons alive, allowing these electrons to rush left and right in their stomachs to no avail, and finally turning into nourishment for the Fiendfyre.

And whether the sparks annihilated the electrons or the electrons annihilated the sparks, they could strengthen themselves after solving their respective enemies. The small electrons could eventually grow into ball lightning, and the weak sparks could turn into ferocious beasts, and then fight each other again.

Thunderbird and Anduin were like two generals fighting on the battlefield, concentrating on commanding their respective elemental armies, while constantly condensing magic power to replenish their troops.

However, while they were fighting inextricably, the Occamy next to them suffered. The power of these two people's spells was ridiculously high, and the range of these elemental spells was particularly large. The battle between the two occupied a large area, and as long as the Inferi he had just summoned were touched by their electrons or Fiendfyre, they would be scrapped immediately.

And let alone such direct accidental injuries, even the sparks or electrons that were knocked away and scattered during the collision could cause serious damage to the Inferi.

The main reason was that the battlefield between these two people was particularly close to the 'Occamy', which led to nearly half of the Inferi he had just summoned being destroyed in the aftermath of the battle between the two.

So you two are showing off whether you are human or ghost, and I'm the only summoner getting beaten.

"Thunderbird! The power of your spells is too great. My Inferi army cannot be formed at all. Can you change the battlefield and find a way to lure the opponent away? Otherwise, even if you win, the scene will be ruined by you, and this operation will have to be called off!" The Occamy hurriedly transmitted a signal to the Thunderbird through his mask. He was not only worried about the Inferi in his hands, but he was afraid that he would die in the hands of these two perverts if he was any later.

Thunderbird frowned slightly after receiving the message. He could feel that his Fiendfyre had gained the upper hand, and he estimated that he would be able to gain an advantage on the field after a while of stalemate, but the Occamy's mention of the operation made him feel a lot of scruples.

After all, the scale of this operation was too large. Originally, he thought that he could complete a large-scale transportation feat through a diversionary layout, but now there was such a big loophole. If this batch of goods could not be snatched in the end, then he would have no face to see anyone in the club in the future.

He had quickly inspected before. Including Anduin, there were only 15 Aurors who came to attack. Although his side had lost nearly half of his manpower in one encounter, with the help of the Occamy's Inferi army, it was not impossible to quickly end them. If it dragged on any longer, when the Ministry of Magic's support arrived, they would be finished.

Damn it! Thunderbird couldn't help but glare at Anduin again when he thought of this. If it weren't for this guy holding him back, even if he was attacked by the Aurors, he wouldn't be able to stop him. These Aurors were nothing.

But this kid's strength was a bit outrageous. He could even block his unique magic, and he had never seen the lightning element used by the opponent. It could actually compete with his Fiendfyre.

Gritting his teeth hatefully, Thunderbird knew that he couldn't delay any longer. If he fought too hard here, he might even burn the goods.

So he made up his mind, then waved his wand twice in succession, wiping out two more groups of 'Fiendfyre Flying Flowers', then turned his head and rushed towards the forest on the edge of the cliff, shouting as he ran.

"Boy, your strength is not bad. These wastes are just getting in the way. If you are not afraid of death, come with me and let me teach you what real combat is, otherwise I can only deal with these obstructive Aurors."

"As you wish." Anduin waved his wand repeatedly, dispelling all the flying Fiendfyre in front of him, sneered, and chased after the Thunderbird.