"boom!"

"Uh-"

The bandaged patient was hurled into the air by an invisible force, and after a close contact with the ceiling, he fell heavily back to the original lay-up.

Victor Jr. held the "wooden stick" in his hand halfway, and was stunned by what was happening in front of him-what just happened?

In his eyes, it was almost the feeling of a flower in front of him. He even realized that he seemed to have caused some amazing changes even after the guy fell back to the floor again.

"What is your kid doing! Hurry ..."

"Murder! The black wizard sneaked into Saint Mungo! Help--"

To be honest, as a Muggle, the old Victor's response was quick. But even so, he didn't have time to finish, and was suddenly interrupted by the shouts of other injuries.

Followed by it, the panic triggered by the exclaiming quickly spread in the room.

After discovering that it was impossible for him to cover more and more riots, the old Victor simply stopped talking, and stuffed the rest of the bread into his mouth with a boring look and chewed.

However, although the old Victor apparently felt that these people in the room were a little too fussy, he really couldn't blame them.

The disaster of self-danger had just stopped for a while. Everyone was immersed in the aftermath of fear. When something like this happened, it became like a bird of surprise, and it must be said that it was human.

What's more, who would have expected that there would be injuries in this ward suddenly ... just emptied and flew up?

Everyone who witnessed the "Big Bandage" hit the ceiling, I'm afraid that none of them felt that they were hurting!

However, just as the ward from which the door could not be opened gradually cluttered, the panic situation inevitably affected the little Victor, who was a little lost.

In fact, at first he just wanted to borrow the wand in the bandaged man's arms to try it out, and he had already prepared for how to wave without incident.

But he never expected that he pulled out the small wooden stick, and there was such a big movement.

To be honest, he was really scared.

But as he stared at the bandaged man who looked like a terrible bandage at his feet, the noise and chaos in the room brought him back to reality, and noisy whispers kept digging into his ears.

"Black Wizard!"

"A murderer ... he's a murderer! It's him--"

"Help! Let me out—"

All the injuries were far away from him as much as possible, and many of them went to the door and knocked hard.

The original house arrest was due to the appearance of a "suspicious black wizard" in the house, and it seemed as if it had suddenly become a slaughterhouse.

Of course, maybe it's because these people have some similarities that Maca will focus them here to limit their actions, right?

As for Victor and his son, they are now clearly two different numbers.

"No no no, I'm not a 'black wizard' ..."

Victor Jr. was actually okay. He didn't feel annoyed because so many people made mistakes, and didn't think he had suffered any wrongs.

The accident just now was caused by his impulse, which is obviously true ... Not only that, he was kind and even deeply guilty and worried for the bandaged brother on the ground.

However, if you have to ask him how he feels hostile to so many people now ... I would probably feel a little panicked!

That's right! Victor Jr assured-there was really only that little bit.

"Really! I just accidentally picked this up ..."

When he waved his hands subconsciously and tried to justify himself, the magic wand still in his right hand flashed a light.

Then, another invisible force spewed out from the tip of the rod and flew obliquely into the pile of wooden boxes stacked against the wall.

"Bang! Wow--"

With a box suddenly falling apart, a large number of dried herbs were scattered all over the place.

After a few seconds of silence, the commotion in the ward became more intense.

"Except your weapon!"

I don't know who suddenly cast a disarming curse. The red brilliance passed over everyone's head like lightning, and rushed to Xiao Victor's side.

He didn't know what to do with Little Victor, who was still far from being able to adapt to the curse. He only saw the red color zoom in instantly in his vision, scaring him to raise his arms conditionedly, blocking his head in a hurry.

But just as the magic wand in his hand was passing in front of him almost unconsciously, everyone found that the disarming curse had shifted slightly along the arc drawn by the tip of the staff and pressed close to his side. " Slipping "in the past.

People who saw this scene immediately became more afraid.

"Oh!"

Suddenly, the door of the room that everyone couldn't open was suddenly opened from the outside.

"What happened! Why did you hit the door this early?"

The questioning voice from the door not only failed to be answered by anyone, but seemed to be a signal to escape.

The next second, almost everyone in the room began to rush out. The guy who opened the door failed to show his face, and was quickly squeezed into an unknown corner.

"Ah! No, I really ..."

After Victor Jr. touched his body and realized that he seemed okay, this was the scene where everyone rushed to flee.

Unfortunately, because everything just happened too fast, he hasn't realized the root cause of the problem until now. I saw that while he was speaking, he subconsciously stretched out his **** right hand.

"Oh!"

Alright! Among the crowd crowding towards the door, another unlucky ghost flew into the sky.

"Stupid! Don't move!"

Maybe everyone is squeezing out of their heads, and the noise of screaming is much less than before. And this time, the old Victor, who had grasped the timing, finally passed his words accurately into his son's ear.

"what?"

Little Victor turned his head immediately, but found his father behind a wooden box. When he saw him, the old man rolled his eyes and showed him.

"I said-don't move!"

Victor Jr. still listened to his Lao Tzu. If he could give them a few more seconds now, maybe everything would be over.

However, God's script does not seem to be written that way-I mean, if Muggle Jr., Victor Jr., still believes in God after watching so many strange and magical scenes.

"Stunned ..." "Wait!"

This time two sounds sounded at the same time, and they both seem to come from the door behind Victor Jr.

Little Victor, who had just been nearly hit by magic, heard the chanting of a suspected spell, and immediately lay down on the spot.

And at about the same time, the fire light representing the coma suddenly passed over it, and accidentally hit the "bandage brother" not far from the little Victor again.

I don't know what wrong this brother did in his last life. This time he no longer vacated and changed to fly horizontally-just listening to a muffled sound of "嘭", he tumbling into a corner ten feet away.

"I didn't say anything ... did you fall to death just now?"

I do n’t know how to think about this rough nerve of Little Victor, lying on the ground in shock, but still have time to worry about that buddy.

"faint--"

"I'll let you all wait!"

The chanting behind him seemed to continue again, and he hurriedly rolled aside two more times, only to realize that the wizard who missed the shot and wanted to reissue it seemed to be stopped.

Also, how could the dissident voice be a little familiar?

He rolled over again in a hurry, and Victor Jr. looked up quickly at the door-it was the young man! Called ... called Harry? Harry Potter?

"Mr. Potter!"

When he saw an acquaintance, he seemed to have finally waited for a savior, and immediately shouted in his throat.

Harry at the door really heard the excitement of Victor Jr. for the first time, but unfortunately he was too messy at the moment ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Although he just stretched his arms and held the magic spell Panic, but still unable to squeeze inside.

In fact, it was still quite difficult for Harry to squeeze in with everyone running out.

"Who can tell me! What the **** happened?"

He shouted helplessly, and then he heard everyone around him rushing to say "black wizard", "killing" and so on.

"Black Wizard?"

Harry was a little dull when he was crowded in the crowd, and even more frustrated when they said that.

"What dark wizard? Do you mean that Mr. Muggle?"

As soon as the words came out, Harry seemed to be thinking of something, and a chill rose up behind him.

He had been occupied by that Haierbo himself at the beginning, and to this day, I am afraid he is the only one who has taken it back after being controlled by his body.

He couldn't understand the terrible feeling that he was completely robbed of control.

Is it possible that Mr. Victor Jr. was also "selected" by Haierbo? Uh ... will Muggle be controlled by Haierbo?

Harry didn't know whether "Herbo could **** Muggle's body", but he knew it was obviously impossible.

"Oops ... Herbo sneaked into San Mungo! Yeah, and Maca just happened to be away ... Doesn't that mean that guy just aimed at Maca when he left?"

He and Ron were still discussing about going upstairs to practice! Who knows that Haierbo came so fast that they didn't even have the opportunity to call them all.

"Come out and leave this ward immediately! Immediately!"

Harry hurried back out himself.