Hogwarts: I Am Such a Model Wizard Chapter 829

Chapter 829 Rozier's choice

“Everything is petrified!”

In the forest, Kyle quickly threw the magic spell behind him, but his target was not the chasing Wendarozier and others, but the thick trees.

First use the softening spell to knock down the trees in the middle of the road, and then turn them into stones. This will form a stronger barrier, which can more or less stop his pursuers...for a few seconds.

Kyle originally thought that his opponents were all a group of old men and women in their seventies and eighties who struggled to even walk. It would be easy to get rid of them, but he soon discovered that he was wrong.

They don't have to run at all, but just fly in the sky like a ghost. As long as the magic power is enough, age doesn't matter at all.

To be honest, this is the most difficult battle Kyle has experienced in these years. It is even difficult for him to fight back effectively.

More importantly, the combat awareness of these people was completely different from the Death Eaters he had encountered before, and their reaction speed was too fast.

Kyle tried many methods, but still couldn't gain the advantage. In addition to the initial sneak attack that reduced the opponent's number by two, he also used the Poison Leopard to set up a trap and tried to lure the opponent into it.

It was indeed very effective. Because he didn't understand Kyle's method, the fastest wizard had no time to react and rushed directly into the poisonous mist and fell asleep...but that was all.

The others didn't even hesitate for a second. After noticing the strangeness of their companions, they immediately changed their positions and spread out from both sides. The person who stayed at the back took the initiative to use the bubble spell and rushed into the poisonous mist to save people...the movements were clean and neat, as if It's the same thing as it's been practiced countless times.

Later, when he was about to be caught up, Kyle threw out twenty pots of mandrake in one breath. Although it made him feel distressed, the effect was surprisingly good. The range of the sound was wider than the poisonous mist. The sound was successfully released. Two people arrived... As for whether they were still alive, Kyle didn't know. He only knew that there were three fewer people chasing him.

As for the biting cabbage... people use flying ones, this thing is useless at all, so Kyle doesn't waste it.

So far, the only trump card he can use seems to be Basilisk, but the opponent still has five people left, including Wendalozier, who is still the strongest.

She followed the group in the middle slowly and patiently.

Kyle didn't even think about repeating his old tricks and using mandrake or poisonous fog traps again. Judging from the opponent's performance, they probably wouldn't fall in the same place twice.

There was another rustling sound behind him. It was the sound of clothes and leaves passing by. Kyle was already very familiar with it. When he heard this sound, it meant that those people had caught up.

Kyle did not hesitate, turned around and pointed the wand behind him.

“The divine front is shadowless!”

Three invisible wind blades sliced through the air, cutting everything in front of them into two pieces, including two trees and an arm holding a wand.

At the same time, a hazy silver-white light flashed to his left, and the white light turned into a shield, blocking the stun spell that was coming from the left.

After the silver shield flashed for a few times, it instantly appeared behind him again, blocking a magic spell again, but this time it also shattered and turned into a small silver point of light.

Taking advantage of this gap, Kyle turned over again and ran away on his broomstick.

Walking through the forest, the Firebolt couldn't use its original speed at all, but Kyle didn't dare to fly too high, otherwise he would definitely become a target in the unobstructed sky, so he could only reduce part of his speed in exchange for cover.

“S***!” Someone cursed, “This is the first time. It's such a troublesome magic. Doesn't his armor protection need to be actively controlled?”

"Probably not necessary." Rozier narrowed his eyes, "Tinos, how are you?"

"I'm fine, I was just careless." The wizard named Tinos picked up his arm, endured the severe pain and put it on the wound, gritting his teeth and recited a spell.

The wound emits a burst of blue light and begins to heal slowly.

"Are all British wizards like this now... How old is he, twenty years old? He can actually force twelve of us to do this!"

“And his magic is weird enough. Almost all of it is runic magic. It's really unreasonable.”

"Probably not everyone, only him." Rozier said, "...a magic genius. This is probably why Dumbledore asked him to come to Nurmengard."

“Tell me, if you compare Gredens and him, who has more talent.”

"There is no comparison." Rozier thought for a while, "Greidens is an Obscurus, and one of the very few who can survive and master the Obscurus proficiently. His existence is a miracle, almost impossible to copy."

"But if we only talk about magic, I'm afraid he can't compare to this Hogwarts student. If we add methods and agility, the difference will be even worse." Rozier shook his head and said softly: "How did things go? That's it.”

“He has been forced to change direction...” Another person came out of the woods. "We have now returned to the range where apparation is prohibited, and Clough is following. According to the current situation, it will take at least an hour for him to get out."

"That's good. As long as he can't escape by apparating, we have time to deal with him slowly." Rozier looked at a neatly cut tree next to him. "I would like to see if he is still alive." How many methods are useless."

“Tinos, you stay.”

"Wenda, I can still do it." Tinos moved his newly grown arm. "This degree of injury will not have any impact on me."

“No.” Rozier shook his head, “If we continue to pursue him, he will definitely use you as a breakthrough point, and we will only have one person left.

“You go and take over from Nagel and bring the injured people together, and get them here as soon as possible.”

“Okay.” Tinos did not hesitate this time, and returned immediately after identifying the direction.

Rozier and others set off again, chasing Kyle in the direction he left.

It was already early in the morning.

Kyle walked through the dense trees, and he found awkwardly that he seemed to be lost.

Just now he was just avoiding those who were chasing him, and he didn't have time to identify the direction. As a result, now he didn't know where he was at all.

"No, if we continue like this, we will only be chased endlessly." Kyle felt a little irritable.

At this time, Billywig, who was responsible for investigating the situation, brought him good news.

“So, there is only one person chasing me now?”

Hearing the squeaking sound of the Billywig, Kyle's heart skipped a beat and he stopped immediately.

"Where is he?"

The Billywig changed direction, and Kyle immediately turned his broom and flew over.

Within a minute, he saw the wizard flying in the air.

Without any nonsense, Kyle directly raised his wand.

“The divine front is shadowless!”

Although Clough, who was responsible for chasing Kyle, didn't understand why he suddenly turned around and came back, the current situation did not allow him to think too much. With a wave of his magic wand, a ray of red light went straight to Kyle.

Kyle had no intention of hiding at all, but took advantage of the opponent's avoidance of the divine blade to point the wand at the tree next to him.

Clough's stun spell was blocked by the silver shield around Kyle...The branches began to squirm quickly, tightly wrapping around his legs, and then, a big mouth full of fangs appeared on the tree trunk next to it.

"Still want to make a sneak attack? Isn't it a bit too disrespectful?" As if thinking of the scene where Trang's leg was bitten off, Clough suddenly became furious, waved his hand and smashed the tree trunk next to him, and then turned his target again Kyle.

“Go out and dig out the bones!”

“Expelliarmus!”

Two red lights, one deep and one shallow, collided in mid-air, bursting out with dazzling aftermath, like a ball of red sun.

“Ha, the disarming spell... is a brat after all!” Clough sneered, and the hand holding the wand exerted force, and the ball of light slowly began to move in the direction of Kyle.

Kyle had a panicked look on his face and began to hurriedly control his magic power in an attempt to resist the approaching light ball.

But this was in vain. No matter how hard he tried, he could not stop the approach of the ball of light.

"Wenda told us to be cautious, but now it seems that your methods have been exhausted." Clough laughed ferociously, "I hope that when I torture you later, you will not surrender too quickly, so that I can spend more time." More time to torture you and avenge Trang and others..."

Suddenly, Clough's voice stopped abruptly, and after a convulsion, his whole body fell straight down from the tree.

Without the support of magic power, the Cruciatus Curse dissipated instantly. Kyle caught the whirling wand, walked up to Clough, stretched out his arm, and said lightly: "You should really listen to Rozier." Bowtruckle emerged from Clough's cuffs and held in his hand a small bone needle polished from basilisk teeth.

When he was fighting magic with Clough just now, Kyle let the Billywig fly next to him with the Bowtruckle.

Clough did not notice this...perhaps he did, but he did not care.

Similarly, in a forest, who would care about those bowtruckles that can be seen everywhere and are very weak.

Kyle took out his wand again and placed it in the palm of his hand.

“Show me the way!”

The wand was turned a few times in his hand, and the tip stopped in one direction. Kyle immediately got on his broomstick and flew over.

A moment later, Rozier and others also arrived, and there were six of them, which meant that they had gathered all the wounded together, and all the people who had been responsible for taking care of them were freed.

They saw Clough lying on the ground at a glance.

One of the people immediately ran over to check on him, then turned back with a pale face and said:

“Wenda, he is dead.”

"I know." Wendarozier's face was as dark as water, and his gaze fell on the back of Clough's hand. The hand had turned completely black, and there was a small wound that was not detectable.

“Another poisonous leopard?” Rozier frowned, shook his head and said, “No, it shouldn't be, the wound is too small, it couldn't have been bitten by a poisonous leopard.”

"It should be some kind of poisonous bee." Another person said thoughtfully: "But in the magic world, is there such a poisonous bee? It can actually kill a experienced wizard in such a short period of time."

"It could be something else." Rozier closed his eyes, waved his wand, and the ground turned into a swamp, gradually engulfing Clough.

“I'm going to kill that guy! I'm going to kill him!” a wizard roared.

"Quiet, first we have to find where he is again." Rozier looked around and murmured to himself: "He definitely wants to leave here as soon as possible. The simplest and fastest way is to find a right direction... "

She seemed to have thought of something and placed the wand flat in the palm of her hand.

“Show me the way!”

The tip of the stick rotates and stops in one direction.

"Is it this way? Let's go after it." A person couldn't wait to fly forward for a distance.

“That's right, it's in this direction. Here is the broom branch he dropped.”

Others rushed out immediately.

But Wenda Rozier did not move. She flew to a high place and observed for a moment, then resolutely flew towards the back, where they were before.

The forest was so quiet late at night that even the chirping of insects seemed to have disappeared. Rozier's face became increasingly heavier as he galloped along.

The quieter the surroundings were, the more likely it was that a certain guess in her mind was true.

Rozier sped up again and turned into a huge golden eagle, soaring over the forest.

Finally, she saw the deserted tower and a leopard made of flames.

Looking down upon its goal…

With the golden eagle's excellent vision, Rozier saw Tinos, who was holding a wand with his left hand, and the injured and unconscious people behind him.

“Stop!”

The golden eagle made a shrill neighing sound, and turned back into Rosier's appearance in mid-air. She pointed her wand directly at Kyle, emitting a dazzling green light.

Kyle dodged in time, and her death curse also fell on the cliff behind, exploding a shockingly large crater.

Rozier fell to the ground and stared at Kyle who was smiling at her with a gloomy face.

"Is this what Dumbledore does? Killing people who have lost the ability to resist..."

"What you said is so insulting to me." Kyle shook his head, "I have never had such an idea. If you don't believe it, you can ask this gentleman. If he hadn't blocked my way, I would have Just left."

Rozier looked at Tinos.

Although he was very reluctant, Tinos nodded, "Yes, his target has always been me."

"It's just that I didn't expect that you didn't chase me, but turned back." Kyle shrugged.

"You can't be faster than us. Even if you find the right direction, you will be overtaken sooner or later." Rozier said calmly, "Think about it this way, the best way is to run back.

“Although it will take more time, it will get rid of us and make you safer. To be honest, I didn't expect you to do this at first.”

“But you're still back.”

"Because of the broom stick," Rozier said, "I don't believe you would be so careless."

“It's unnecessary for me.” Kyle sighed and said with his hands behind his back: “For wizards like you who were all-powerful sixty years ago, my tricks are indeed a bit childish.”

"You can't say that." Rozier straightened his somewhat messy robe, "Killing Clough stimulates us, makes us lose our due judgment, and leaves obvious clues... Most people have been deceived by you. ”

"Wenda...what did you say...Clough is dead?!" Tinos' legs weakened and he almost fell to the ground.

“Kill him…avenge…avenge Clough.”

"There's nothing to take revenge on. We were the ones who made the first move, so that's fair." Rozier said calmly, "As long as you take us into Nurmengard, I can make the decision to spare your life."

"That's not possible. If I ask you to rescue him, I can't explain it." Kyle said.

“Then there's nothing to talk about?” Rozier raised his eyes, “You should know that the reason why you are still alive is just because we don't want to kill you.”

"Of course, I know." Kyle said, "If what you used before was a death curse, my armor protection would definitely not be able to stop it. But despite this, I still refuse your request. But before I go all out, there is one thing. I'm curious about it."

"Desperately...just rely on your fire spell?" Rozier glanced at the wizards lying on the ground, "But since you didn't attack them, let me ask..."

“That is, between rescuing Grindelwald and watching him die, which one would you choose?”

"What?"

“Vulcan clears the way!”

Kyle's wand behind his back suddenly spurted out a burst of golden-red flames. Under his control, the leopard made of sharp fire also jumped into the air and actively merged into the flames.

In an instant, the golden red turned into a heart-stopping red.

The Vulcan, which was completely composed of fierce fire, opened the way. It was also the first time for Kyle to use it. Even Rozier was startled and subconsciously raised the wand in front of him.

But she soon discovered that the target of the flames was not herself, but the high tower on the cliff.

Although the fierce fire could not destroy the magic protecting Nurmengard, it enveloped everything around it. The blazing heat once dyed the tower red.

"Hurry up and make your choice, Ms. Wenda Rozier." Kyle turned around and smiled: "Mr. Grindelwald may not last long..."

Without any hesitation, Rozier left Kyle behind and headed straight for the tower.

(End of this chapter)

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