The Evil God of Hogwarts

Chapter 50 Let them burn!

Xing Ze watched the wrong party roll into the woods and was about to pursue him, but he felt his eyes blurred and the surrounding scene changed. He realized that the wrong party had used a concealment spell.

He said, with the help of the blue beak, he could not determine the position of the man - just behind a large moss-covered pine tree, if it was a pine tree.

He waved his wand and summoned the surrounding magic. The purple spear shaped by magic shot through the air. All the branches and shrubs along the way were cut off. The spear easily penetrated the tree trunk, followed by a scream mixed with anger.

"Ah - boy, he must be begging to kill me."

Hit. Xing Ze shouted in his heart, and then walked cautiously towards the pine tree.

Angus almost fainted from the pain. The spear penetrated his left shoulder, and the magic was constantly decomposing the flesh and blood near his wound.

He stayed awake relying on despair and uncertainty, wondering why he knew his position. The pain made his brain extra clear.

What is the origin of that damn young man? He lured himself into the trap step by step. His legs were like those of an experienced hunter, but it was clear that he was the one being hunted.

Had he planned everything in such a short time? The impatient attack in the early stage and the deliberately exposed flaws in the middle were very similar to the initial sign of weakness when he was exhausted.

Damn it! Angus, damn it! Move and he begs to come!

When Xing Ze walked over, he happened to see the wrong person trying to pick up his wand. He walked forward quickly and kicked the wand aside.

"Where are the other two people?"

"Go to hell, bastard!" Angus cursed through gritted teeth.

"Well - Undertaker." Xing Ze turned his head and saw the iconic symbol on the wrong side of the neck, "The outside world said that we have a tough mouth."

Angus took a breath. He didn't seem to be going to fight fearlessly. "I can't stop it, boy, long live the King of the East!" He shouted, and suddenly started twitching.

"Damn it!" Xing Ze felt helpless when he saw Angus foaming at the mouth, turning blue, and twitching constantly.

Those guys actually hid poison in their mouths, are they really desperadoes? After about ten seconds, Angus stopped twitching, and Xing Ze squatted down and checked Dong Dong's pulse.

After about ten seconds, he retracted his leg and sighed: "It seems that tomorrow will not be his lucky month." "Then he started searching for the wrong things.

King of the East? What does that mean? Damn you bastard, can't I explain it more clearly?

After confirming that nothing more could be found, Xing Ze left the body with Blue Beak. "He's denying it to me, Blue Beak. Eat it quickly, they don't have much time."

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Then the tar monster was trapped in a magic circle, and the older wizard held a grimoire in his legs and muttered words. The other wizard continuously delivers his magic power into the magic circle.

Seemingly defenseless, they seemed confident in their companions. If you don't say anything, that guy doesn't even have any scum left.

Xing Ze, who was hiding in the dense forest, withdrew his gaze. He waved his magic wand, canceled his eagle eye spell, took out a bottle of decoction from the ring and drank it.

The liquid's surging magic power surged outside his body, and the tendons on his face, neck, and legs stood out one by one, turning as blue as the sky.

His breathing began to become rapid, and even stopped for a while. Finally, the veins dissipated and everything returned to normal.

Paracel's magic decoction, like its inventor Paracelsus, is insanely efficient. Decoction can restore a large amount of magic power in a short period of time, but the side effects are also obvious.

In the early stage of taking effect, it will put a great burden on my body. If it wears off, I may lose strength. If I am unlucky, I may faint.

Xing Ze was waiting for the opportunity quietly in the forest. When the old wizard raised his leg and hit the grimoire, he moved. Just like he had deduced countless times in his mind, he used Apparition to appear directly between the two wizards.

The first spell was a silent spell, which was the fastest spell he could cast. The magic hit the old man, and he immediately became mute, and he stretched out his legs to get his own in frustration. magic wand.

At the same time, Xing Ze's fist had already hit another wizard's face. The wizard's robe contains magic power and can effectively resist physical attacks, so a slap in the face is the most effective.

That punch was almost used with all his strength, and the wizard was knocked out of one of his front teeth. He even spun around in a circle for a long time before staggering to the ground.

The monster that had lost its restraints hissed excitedly, and the old man had just taken out his wand and started shouting, when Xing Ze was already there.

His leg holding the wand was turned back, and the sound of broken bones rang in his ears. It was only when his wand was inserted into his heart that he felt the pain coming from his leg.

He couldn't even let out any screams and fell back with his eyes wide open. Xing Ze had no intention of stopping. He ducked to avoid the monster's smooth legs and continued to chant the curse.

Blue beak! He shouted in his heart, and the raven descended from the sky and turned into a scaly shield in front of him, blocking the monster's fierce attack.

The scales of the Ukrainian Ironbelly cost him fifty galleons, but now it seemed that they were not worth it. Xing Ze rejoiced in his heart and completed the spell with blazing flames.

The scorching flames were all directed towards the monster. Using the blue beak as a shield, Xing Ze advanced slowly.

The blazing flames consume a lot of magic power, but he is not worried. The effect of Paraser's magic decoction is very good. If it doesn't work, just give him another bottle.

The monster was burned by the flames and was scurrying around, but it could never escape the range of the magic circle. Its sharp screams resounded through the sky. After a few minutes, its movements slowed down.

Xing Ze did not dare to take it lightly, and waited patiently for a while. It was not until Blue Beak had consumed all the dragon scales that he stopped the magic. The air was filled with a disgusting burnt smell.

He frowned and looked at the motionless monster. It looked like a puddle of mud settling at the bottom of a smelly ditch, or like cooked asphalt. It was very similar to Blue Beak, but the taste was not complimentary.

"I want to eat it?" Xing Ze felt Blue Beak's emotion, "Are you sure? That thing doesn't look good. If I want to eat BBQ, he has better recommendations."

Lan Beak ignored Xing Ze's words and turned into a black cat, pacing back and forth near the magic circle. Xing Ze sighed and shot a magic ray to destroy the magic circle.

The monster seemed to sense something and moved its body in an attempt to escape. "He advised me to think about it again, okay, okay." Xing Ze wanted to persuade him, but the black cat had already pounced on him like a hungry wolf.

He let out a long breath and walked up to the older wizard. The yew wand was inserted more than half way in. His magical attainments were the strongest among the three, but he didn't even wear a magic robe.

Are you too confident? Xing Ze guessed. He crouched down and tried to pick up the grimoire, but as soon as his leg touched the book, it quickly burned and turned into a pile of ashes within a few seconds.

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