People in black robes do not want to abandon their companions not because of their deep friendship with each other, but because they are afraid that those who are injured will be caught and implicated in themselves. At the same time, they are not afraid and believe very firmly that they are at a disadvantage not because of the gap in strength, but because of the difference in strength.
Because they were sneak attacked. This arrogance based on pure blood drove them to turn back unwillingly. Even when they felt that they had an absolute advantage, they chose to slowly surround them from all directions after showing up. What's more, the Dark Mark had been launched elsewhere.
, its significance is not only to contain the people from the Ministry of Magic, but also to serve as a kind of insurance. There is still a lot of time, enough for the people in black robes to get rid of DeWitt's obstacles, and then make the trouble bigger.
"It's so shameless." DeWitt saw the enemy's thoughts and sighed in a low voice with a smile.
Among the people who came around was Lucius Malfoy. He looked at Hermione with DeWitt's body with hatred like the others.
"I caught you," the first person to speak was a wizard. His identity could not be identified, but his voice was both proud and vicious: "I have caught you, why are you still running?" p>
The siege was about to begin, and the people who had been knocked down were scattered and rescued. The people who had just scolded Hermione and DeWitt for having no sense of honor now stood among their companions, and never mentioned a head-on duel. Regarding this scene
, DeWitt didn't feel much, and he still had time to ask Hermione: "How is it? Do you want to stay or leave first?"
"Will it be troublesome to stay?" Hermione asked nervously, staring at the slowly approaching people in black robes.
"Only...a little bit of trouble," DeWitt admitted: "But it doesn't matter, you-" He raised his voice and said to the people in black robes: "Come to duel, I will duel all of you."
The people in black robes laughed again, uneven laughter, like the laughter when humiliating and torturing the Roberts family. "What is he thinking?" These people shouted: "He looks like a troll, and his brain is not good.
Done!"
"If he wants glory, then give him glory." Finally, someone still wanted to continue the drama: "Don't forget our identities, who comes first?"
"I'll do it!" A medium-sized wizard volunteered, and he didn't forget to sarcastically say: "Do you know the etiquette of dueling?"
Of course DeWitt knew that. He impatiently raised his wand in front of him and bowed to the wizard standing not far away. Another wizard came out and wanted to be the referee. He said: "When I say start
, before you can start."
DeWitt now regards the duel as an interesting drama that he can personally act in. The hand holding the wand involuntarily increased his strength. He couldn't wait to slap these people in the face.
Then, at the end of "Start", the medium-sized wizard raised his hand and cast a "Cruciatus Curse". DeWitt dodged sideways and counterattacked with a crushing curse. The wizard blocked it with the "Iron Armor Curse" and used it again.
A "Cruciatus Curse" was cast. DeWitt continued to dodge by relying only on his reactions, and at the same time he began to omit spells and gestures, and slowly accelerated the speed of releasing the curse. The wizard's resistance also changed from being able to resist with ease at the beginning to being in a hurry. He held on
The defense he built up could block at most three magic spells before disappearing, but DeWitt's speed of casting three magic spells gradually changed from one per second to three per second. In the end, he was too lazy to care about whether the casting movements were standard.
Simply raise the wand horizontally, so that the wand becomes like a fully automatic thermal weapon, like setting off fireworks, continuously releasing magic spells. Completely suppress the wizard, making his movements monotonous, until he is so panicked that he just uses a
"Iron Armor Curse", you have to prepare the second "Iron Armor Curse".
As the situation in the duel slowly changed, the attitudes of the people in black robes also changed from relaxed at first, to serious, and now shameful. They felt ashamed of their arrogance and began to plot a counterattack. p>
The medium-sized wizard also screamed at this time: "You are like this...protecting yourself with armor! Are you watching! Save me...protecting yourself with armor! Save me...protecting yourself with armor! Are you...protecting yourself with armor?"
Protect yourself! Are you really planning to go one-on-one with him?"
There was no need to hesitate. This battle was undoubtedly a shame for the people in black robes, but fortunately, the shame that no one knew about was not a shame. They reached a consensus in a very short time and raised their wands at the same time - obviously the magic spell used was not
Unification——Colorful dazzling beams of light shot at DeWitt and Hermione from all directions at the same time.
DeWitt knew very well that he could not trust anyone's bottom line, so this was to be expected, he thought with a sneer as the cursed beam flew in the air, and this time he did not dodge again, but instead set up a defensive barrier.
,Protect yourself and Hermione.
There are always spells that will hit the open space, creating rising smoke, and there will always be spells that hit the defensive barrier, which will conflict with DeWitt's power and produce distorted and weird light. The man in black robe is waiting for the result to be clear.
During the process, when they were hesitating whether to continue attacking the smoke, the sound of human breathing suddenly came from the dust.
All the fine dust was dispersed in an instant, and the figure in the smoke appeared in front of all the men in black robes.
DeWitt's black robe was extremely dirty, and his condition looked very bad. He was supported by Hermione on his elbows, and seemed to be standing very reluctantly, with his head lowered and his back hunched.
At this time, everyone heard DeWitt's words.
"I'm fed up with the red tape," he slowly straightened up, raised his left hand and pulled open the robe on his body, revealing the thick black armor under the robe. He let go of his hand and let the fragments of the robe fly, and said in a low voice: "Now,
It’s the second stage! You two-standard dogs that bully the weak!”
Before the words were spoken, DeWitt took a stance. When his right hand moved to his side, the wand in his hand deformed and unfolded into a sharp and heavy sword. The burly body moved, leaving no time to react.
, he had already rushed towards the medium-sized wizard, and the sharp blade in his hand immediately penetrated the wizard's body, was strung on the sword, and with more force, he raised the wizard and threw it towards the man in black robe who was trying to use magic, and used
The wizard's body interrupted the casting of the spell. With his free left hand, he swung a flaming whip, splitting the skin of a black-robed man, scorching the wound, and knocking them to the ground.
Hermione watched quietly, she couldn't bear it, but when she thought about what happened to the Roberts family, irrational anger rushed into her brain, which made her want to praise DeWitt. At the same time, the smell of fire and blood further dispersed her reason,
She thought that these people could hurt the Roberts family today, and they might randomly pick victims on ordinary people's streets tomorrow. If left unchecked, her parents would be hurt sooner or later. As for the Ministry of Magic... people from the Ministry of Magic arrived.
They didn't show up now. They went to pursue the clues of the Dark Mark, but ignored these suspected Death Eaters. Could an unknown message be more important than other people who might be injured? Recalling the experience of the first grade, people said
The evaluation of the hopeless atmosphere of the Ministry of Magic was reflected in reality. With no hope left, Hermione finally determined that the current Ministry of Magic was not trustworthy.
While Hermione was thinking in the barrier, DeWitt chopped down one black-robed man after another. The thunder and lightning and flames in his hands were splashed freely, and no defense was effective. The black-robed people finally realized that this was a
The enemy who could not resist began to try to escape.