Moody's down!

The crazy-eyed Moody, who can make the black wizard run away by his name alone, has fallen!

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

Just as the second firelight of the coma broke the iron armor curse and shot a dazzling glory, just as the third firelight was about to meet the headache, Moody took the initiative of the second firelight and fell down Go on.

The third light flashed across Moody's messy hair.

This thrilling blow, it failed!

However, falling to the ground in a battle is not terrible, and losing the rhythm of the battle is the most terrible.

Although Moody's fell heavily on the stage, he showed no hesitation. I saw him stick on a cane and rolled quickly.

"Fragmented!"

The next second, the place where he was originally exploded, and the sawdust splashed for a while, making people shiver.

"Can you use the silent curse, why do you say it? Are you looking down on me?" Moody had stood up at this time, and roared loudly at Maca.

Maca shrugged, not to mention a wave of a wand, and the thick planks that had just exploded as if flying, whizzing straight to Moody.

"Humph!"

Moody snorted and waved his wand violently when raising his hand, and the boards exploded again, turning into finer wood chips and thorns, firing towards Maca at a faster speed.

This fast-paced back-and-forth attack is about speed and response. If you make time for the opponent to add another spell, the other party will immediately fall into passive.

Moody's turn to zero is obviously a means of limiting Maca's movement to avoid attacks and escape from the fast pace. It can be seen that Moody's is quite confident in his ability to react through years of fighting.

As for Maca, in fact, his combat experience is not too rich. However, he is strong in those ideas and highly targeted exercises that are different from ordinary people.

Right now, for quick breaks, the normal wizard ’s response is usually to return countless wooden spurs in time, or simply to escape from the rhythm of near-consumption as soon as possible by defensive spells.

But everyone was surprised to see that although Maca stretched out her wand, she did not cast any coping spells. To everyone, he seems to be ... in a daze?

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

It's close! Closer! To the extent that no one could imagine he could make any counterattack.

As the little wizards in the audience screamed, the extremely fast and horrifying wooden spines directly and densely covered Maca's body. The remaining wooden spines were accompanied by a series of intense sounds, piece by piece Stuck on the ground.

For a moment everyone was scared, but Moody responded extremely quickly. When he saw his magic eye turning rapidly, the pupil suddenly turned into the eye socket.

And he didn't sit idle, almost at the same time, he had already turned around.

However, it was a bit late to respond at this time. He saw a shadow shaking behind him, and a magic wand lightly rested on his shoulder.

There was another shocked exclaim in a panic. The little wizards exchanged their gazes back and forth between the "two" macas. Soon the students who responded quickly realized the situation and communicated in a low voice.

"... the tactics are wonderful, and the metamorphosis is superb ... no wonder you will invite Millerva to be your dance partner." Moody coldly said, "First use the high temperature of the flame to disturb my magic eyes, and then use the detailed deformation The sneak attack of the stun spell and the stun spell caught my attention, so I didn't find out that you had come behind me with the magic spell ... "

"Because I found out that you seem to have developed a dependency on the magic eye, Professor Maca took away the wand and shrugged." But seriously, that thing is really a good thing! I said so I understand! "

"But ... I didn't say that the battle was over!" Moody's wand suddenly stuck out of his armpit, and a flaming light almost burst against Maca's chest.

With a loud blast and a splatter of fire, an invisible stone slab appeared in front of Maca.

Maca grinned at Moody looking back, then turned around unscathed under the stare of his counterpart, and stood aside calmly.

At the same time, not far away, "Another Maca" was distorted, turned into a robe, and was dropped by Maca with a wand.

"Hum ..." Moody coughed and pointed his wand at the little wizards. "See? In fact, the 'Three Unforgivable Curses' will become forbidden spells because of them. They are evil ... including most other black magic, which will have an inestimable and terrible impact on themselves and others! Because they will unknowingly erode the body, mind and soul of the spellcaster. Ordinary spells may not be ... ... "

While the little wizards were still in the exciting battle just now, Moody warned and guided everyone while hitting the iron, and explained the previous battle in detail.

Although Moody's was only invited to coach Dumbledore for a year, and more to protect 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 the people around them, rather than rely on the strength of others to protect themselves.

After he had said all that was said, the other three warriors went on to practice well under Moody's "practice".

But it was clear that Hermione was not in the state, and Moody's face was blown several times by his wand, causing the old man to be rude and cursing.

"Hey! Professor ... just a few words," Maka whispered.

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

In the end, this three-school exchange course ended in the little wizards' rotation practice. You can see that this special course is very popular and the effect is really good.

Because of this, Moody's popularity among little wizards suddenly improved a lot.

As for Maca, who made a big splash in the exchange class, he was even more skeptical that this was actually Dumbledore's idea. Could it be that Dumbledore really intends to train him as heir to the post of principal?

Maca shuddered at the thought of staying in the principal's office all day for all kinds of affairs.

"... No matter how much it is, go to sleep first!"

...

In the evening, in an alley in Hogsmeade Village.

"... Mr. McLean, are you really going to go alone?" Tarino asked with a stunned expression.

Moody didn't follow him tonight.

Perhaps, in his opinion, Maca was clearly good enough. And this test, naturally, became a task assigned to him alone.

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

That's right, the organization that was founded by Dumbledore in the First Wizarding War and secretly accomplished a lot of things, the Order of the Phoenix, is now restarted again under the leadership of Dumbledore.

Maca, too, has joined ... well, it was "being" joined by an organization that had been obscured but fearlessly opposed Voldemort.

"I'm just going to look into the situation." Maca shrugged. "You don't have to go this time. Continue to help me stare at those goals before! To be honest, the focus is on your side ..."

"Of course, you have already paid for the money, we must do it well." Tarino said, running away as soon as he slipped away.

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

The wolf guys are very good at counter-reconnaissance, and once they find something, their action is terrible. After all, they are a group of violent villains, but they can't be regarded as a group of huskies. Generally speaking, few people go to find themselves unhappy.

According to the information obtained by Tarino, the group of werewolves among the werewolves are lightnovelpub.net ~ these days are hiding in an underground bar in Muggle World.

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

At this moment, while secretly complaining that he could not perfect the Phantom Shift, he put on the phantom curse and strode across a flying broom to a downtown in London ...

For those who love London's nightlife, different classes have different fun.

At night, the streets of northern London and Canada are still brightly colored. Citizens who want to relax and relax at night frequently linger on the street night market.

There are many food stalls beside the old brick cement wall, various aromas mixed with the smell of alcohol running 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 flashed with vulgar light pollution, dyeing everything on the street into a dim and distorted posture.

Here are more rows of consumer places that are only open at night, and the unique obscure air here seems to bring everyone who enters here by mistake into the abyss.

Maca got out of the back of a low two-story building and patted her Muggle costume, then looked up.

"Hey, younger brother, come here for the first time? Why don't you let my sister take you to a fun place?"

A strange smell of inferior perfume came from behind Maca, and the pungent smell made him feel familiar and confused as if he had returned to Snape's potion preparation room.

"Sister ... you perfume ... how many pounds a bottle?" Maca asked without changing his face.