Faced with the attack by Fang Linyan and the two men, it seemed that Pat had also realized that he was likely to be targeted by the enemy.
Therefore, he was well prepared. As soon as he was attacked by Fang Linyan, he immediately used a prop and instantly escaped from the dazed state. He was ejected five meters away without any warning.
Then, like a frightened hamster, Pat turned around and ran away without saying a word. He also threw a ninja smoke bomb that broke off, leaving the enemy unable to pursue him.
But Pat, who was safe, could no longer do one thing, which was to land his fatal blow on Hager!
After all, this is a damn skill that requires close range to successfully hit the enemy.
Therefore, Hager did not waste the opportunity created by Fang Linyan and the two of them. With a brush of his fingers as thick as carrots, the wand from afar flew over and landed in his hand.
The half-meter-long extended wand looked like a small matchstick in Hager's broad palm.
As the wand waved in the air, a magic began to take effect on Haggar's body quickly. The name of this magic was Hardened Skin.
This made several bleeding wounds on Haggar's body obviously improve, and Haggar's own defense also increased again.
After Hager looked around, his next move completely defeated the fighting will of the king team. This guy took out the third bottle of magic potion! He drank it without hesitation!!
After drinking this sip of potion, Hager let out a sigh of satisfaction from his throat.
A group of space warriors can clearly see a big green number +17231 floating above this guy's head!
Hager's health points suddenly rose from the previous 6,000 points. The giant's special potion was indeed extraordinary!
The leader of the KING team weighed the situation and concluded that it was impossible to kill Haggar, because if they went into battle, the enemy they would face would be Haggar + a dozen powerful space warriors (miscalculation) .
Obviously, the situation has evolved to this point. Even if the team is at its peak, this is an impossible battle to win!
What's more, the team is now being raided by the opponent and reduced in number?
Therefore, the KING team decisively chose to retreat. This group of people quickly retreated like a tide. They were obviously well prepared for evacuation, and they were very determined when they left, just like the tide receding from the beach.
The vulture touched it to see if there was any bargain to be gained, but accidentally stepped on the trap set by the enemy. Although he was not seriously injured, he was driven back in disgrace.
Fortunately, the purpose of this raid was not to kill people, so it was still very successful. After all, the biggest set goal was successfully achieved, saving Haggar, an important plot character.
It is worth mentioning that Omi had already known Hager when she got up. She took the initiative to go up and greet Hager:
"Hey, you big brown bear, do you remember what I said? Sooner or later, you will need my help!"
In combat mode, Hager was a half-giant with a height of over three and a half meters, but when he calmed down and faced his friends, he was just a big man about two meters tall.
Such a height makes it easy for him to blend in with human society, and his funny round face and bulbous nose make him approachable. Facing Omi's words, Hager shrugged and said:
"Oh, I must admit now that you are right, I will definitely make these damn murderers pay a sufficient price!"
Omi smiled and said:
"Okay, can you still move freely now? Do you need us to escort you back to your cabin?"
Hager raised his eyebrows and said:
"Oh, you are so little Hag. Even now, I can still reach the top of the Alps!"
Having said this, Hager made a gesture of curling his arms to show off his biceps:
"If those despicable guys didn't use traps, no matter how many of them came, I could turn them into pulp like fleas!"
Max said hurriedly:
"Although it's a bit presumptuous to say this, Mr. Hager, please stop such dangerous actions for the time being, because the wound on your back is now open and bleeding. Let Omi take care of it for you."
Hagrid curled his lips and said:
"Okay, okay! It's been a bad day. First I knocked over a pot of alfalfa soup and it was still scalding hot and poured it all over a Bowtruckle, and then I wore out my new buckskin boots.
, and ended up being besieged by these hooligans.”
Vulture said:
"If you like alfalfa soup, you can actually go to the steakhouse at 9 Duke Avenue. Their onion soup also contains alfalfa, curry and brown sugar. Trust me, you will fall in love with this taste.
.”
Hagrid shook his head and said:
"To be honest, I don't refuse sweets, but I don't like sweetness mixed with soup. I think the salty and sour taste is the perfect match for soup."
.....
The group of people finished treating Hager's injuries while talking and laughing, and then escorted him to the fireplace.
Omi said to Hager:
"My friends from Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry are in a hurry to go to the Ministry of Magic to report for their internship. You know, that place is full of trouble, so we have to go."
"And Mr. Hagar, my suggestion is that you go home now, get yourself a glass of Scotch brandy--but no ice--and then send a letter to Dumbledore,
Tell him you won't be able to perform your job tomorrow because of your injury."
Hager was obviously disappointed:
"Oh, this is really bad news. I'm planning to treat you to my newly learned apple pie tonight!"
Omi said:
"Come on, Hag, your baking skills are a disaster, please forgive my bluntness! Goodbye, we'll catch you."
After finishing speaking, Omi sprinkled a handful of floo powder on the fireplace, and then motioned for everyone to step into the green flames. After a familiar dizziness, they heard the sound of busy traffic coming from more than ten meters away.
At this time, they had arrived at a third-floor attic in a bustling downtown area. This was equivalent to a "bus stop" for magicians, so the owner who was chatting on the TV in the living room on the first floor paid no attention to the uninvited guests coming down from the third floor.
If you ignore it.
Because they experience similar scenes many times every day, they have long been accustomed to this kind of life.
The goat sighed:
"This is so convenient. In just a few seconds, I traveled more than 300 kilometers and arrived in London again! The magical world is really so convenient."
Omi said calmly:
"This convenience is built on burning gold galleons."
"For example, the floo powder we consumed during the teleportation just now cost almost twenty gold galleons."
Fang Linyan took a breath. He had a very intuitive understanding of the purchasing power of gold galleons in the magical world! The price of an ordinary wand does not exceed 10 gold galleons!
"Why is it so expensive?"
Omi said:
"This should be a new regulation to limit the abuse of magic teleportation."
"Every magician's first teleportation every day is actually very cheap, but if it is the second teleportation, the price will double the last time. If it is the third time, it will be based on the second time.
Double it!"
"Of course, this kind of regulation also has certain restrictions. For example, if it is teleported on a fixed route designated by the Ministry of Magic, the price will be fixed and it will not be limited by the number of teleportations. You can think of it like the subway in the magical world."
After hearing what Omi said, Fang Linyan added:
"So our previous behavior was like ordering a few special orange cars at double the price during the peak period of the Spring Festival?"
Omi smiled and said:
"No, you called 911 and called an ambulance in the United States without buying insurance, and it was still the prime time for traffic jams during the morning rush hour."
***
A group of people came to the street next to them chatting and laughing, and a prompt suddenly appeared in front of Fang Linyan:
"Contractor ZB419, you have arrived on the streets of London and triggered the first step of the elite colonist mission: collection!"
"Next, please collect the following items in this world!"
"Acromantula's black spider silk, one ounce."
"One drop of unicorn tears"
"Rhombus-shaped mouthparts amoeba, alive, five."
"A poisonous purple slug, one."
"Ye Qi's hoof armor is no less than 100 grams."
"Werewolf blood, 2 ounces."
Looking at this long list, Fang Linyan also frowned and hurriedly shared it, hoping that other channels in the team could provide him with some help.
At this time, an arrow prompt about the main mission appeared on the retina, so he followed the prompt and turned into the alley next to it.
You can see that this is a common alley in the UK. Sewage flowing across the street and cigarette butts everywhere are not just standard in Asia. In fact, there are similar places in London.
There were very few people in the alley. Only two smoking guys came over vigilantly. In the center of the alley, there stood a red phone booth. This thing was obviously in disrepair and belonged to the city where the wind blows.
The kind that makes a crunching sound.
There are mottled and peeling paint marks on the surface of the phone booth. Even from a distance, the phone receiver inside has fallen off and been dragged around by the phone cord. Even the door of the phone booth is half open. It is obviously very damaged.
serious.
The arrow that appeared was facing the phone booth. Obviously, this was the key location of the mission.
After a group of people walked to the phone booth, Fang Linyan took the lead and walked in. Of course, he turned on Athena's Blessing out of habit.
Then Fang Linyan noticed that the arrow was pointing at the phone keypad, and at the same time, numbers began to appear on his retina: 62442
Fang Linyan pressed the numbers one by one, and without picking up the receiver at all, he heard a dull voice coming from his ear:
"Hello sir, this is the receptionist witch Barbara to serve you. How can I help you?"
Fang Linyan said:
"We are students from Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. We have applied for an internship before. The application number is is717. Now we are here to report."
"Please wait..." Barbara said.
About five minutes later, six silver badges appeared one after another from the coin slot of the nearby phone booth, with the names of the legendary teams in this world on them.
Then Barbara said:
"Ladies and gentlemen, please put on your badges and enter the building next to you. Today's password is: Fantasy."
Fang Linyan and others followed their words and walked to the gate of the old building next to them. Immediately, an old man wearing a peaked cap said coldly:
"This place is not open to the public and visitors are not allowed."
Fang Linyan raised his eyebrows and said those three words:
"Fantasy."
Then the old man opened the iron door without saying a word, and said impatiently:
"Enter the red door."
Fang Linyan and the others walked forward for more than ten meters and entered the red door. They found that it was a large room, but it could be seen from the broken windows and the muddy floor that it needed a general cleaning.
Immediately afterwards, the silver badges on the chests of the six people began to make a buzzing sound, as if they were resonating with something, and then the whole room slowly descended, like an elevator.
After a minute of falling, the room slowly stopped, and then they slowly walked out of the Ministry of Magic.
As you can see, this is not much different from some companies that are about to go bankrupt:
Surrounded by old furniture and walls with dark or even peeling paint, the floor creaked when stepped on, and there was even a rotten musty smell in the air.
However, the clock on the wall next to it can talk and say hello, and even makes funny faces, which adds to the feeling of a haunted house.
At the corner ahead, a broom was sweeping the floor, and the trash basket next to it began to complain that it was filled with too much...
It can be seen that the people walking around are accustomed to all this, and most of them are wearing exactly the same black uniforms, with the difference being that they are wearing retro-style bowler hats and plaid peaked caps.
Soon, a group of people felt the indifference here. After arriving here, the arrow prompts on their retinas had disappeared.
The goat tried to ask people twice, but all they received were indifference and blank stares. Then they could only bump around in the Ministry of Magic like headless chickens, until they finally encountered a guard who couldn't speak and stood in the way.
in front of them.
This guard is a white glove.
To be precise, it was a white glove holding a classical Western rapier.
When Fang Linyan and the others tried to enter the corridor ahead, the white glove immediately began to perform its duties, pressing the sharp rapier against Max's chest! Until Max began to retreat, the rapier's sword
The tip began to droop downward.
Then, the white glove began to wave the rapier, and lines of writing appeared in the air as the rapier was waved:
"You are not allowed to pass here unless you can tell the second level password!"