Altar of the Heavens of Harry Potter

At this time in London, almost all wizards from all over the world gathered here. Under the organization of the Ministry of Magic and the Alchemy Foundation, they effectively fought against the behemoth Behemoth.

"Everyone, proceed according to the previous plan, and make sure that Beamon enters the magic circle." Guwet was wearing a three-generation supreme cloak, circling above Beamon's head, and disturbing the Beamon with one or two spells from time to time. Mongolian.

"Roar!" Beamon waved his fists angrily, trying to crush this disgusting little bug to death.

Although Guweite is not proficient in combat, relying on the flexible supreme cloak, he seems to be able to do a job with ease under the slow-moving Beamon.

Once again dodging Beamon's dune-sized fist, Gouvet seized the opportunity and swung his wand.

"Torn apart!"

Another sharp spell hit Beamon's eyes.

This time, the Behemoth seemed to be unable to bear the humiliation of the little bug anymore. It stared at its red eyes, beat its chest heavily, and roared upwards.

The roar seemed to trigger a chain reaction, and all the Behemoths stopped attacking at this moment, making the same roar.

The roars gathered together like thunder, and the wizards in the air fell to the ground like dumplings.

The wizards who were fighting on the ground also fell to their knees amid the roaring roar, losing their fighting power. Only the wizards hiding in the distance escaped.

Guwet, who was flying over Beamon's head, felt as if his head had been hit hard with a hammer, his whole body couldn't use his strength, and the magic power in his body was out of control.

Immediately afterwards, Guvert fell straight down like a fly that had lost its wings.

This Beamon stopped roaring, and seeing the opportunity, it stretched out its palm, ready to crush the little bug that had been bothering it to death.

"Huh!" The huge palm brought out a strong wind, and Guweit felt the crisis of life for the first time when he saw the huge palm waving towards him.

He wanted to control the supreme cloak on his body to escape from here, but found that the magic power on his body seemed to be out of touch, and he couldn't mobilize even a little bit.

"Damn it, in my next life I will definitely develop a supreme cloak that doesn't require magic power!"

Seeing that Guwet was about to fall into Beamon's palm, the wizards on the ground closed their eyes nervously.

At this time, a shocking BGM and the roar of propellers came from a distance.

I saw Lincoln driving a cool silver-black mech in front of everyone. With the impact of the propeller, he quickly rescued Guwet from Beamon's palm.

The wizards' eyes widened.

Iron armor?

Is this Iron Man?

But the Mark armor in the book is not this color? Could this be Iron Man's newly developed armor?

Just when the wizards were guessing whether the person who came was Iron Man.

Beamon roared angrily again, damn it, the bugs he got flew away!

However, before Beamon finished yelling, Lincoln shot a red laser beam at Beamon's arm, who was close at hand.

Looking at Beamon, who had only a few green hairs burnt off, Lincoln couldn't help shaking his head and sighing: "This big guy is a bit difficult to deal with."

When designing this armor, Canaan considered that the world cannot replenish shells,

So Tony was equipped with a laser weapon that only consumes energy, so the attack just now was already one of the strongest attack methods of this armor, but I didn't expect that it just burned a few hairs of Beamon, even Beamon's No skin was hurt.

Finding that he was unable to cause damage to the 100-meter behemoth, Lincoln immediately changed his combat strategy. He quickly placed Guwet in a safe place, and then used the flexibility of the mecha to try to drag Beamon and stop it from moving forward.

These wizards seemed to have lost the battle in the previous roar, and now he was going to buy time for the wizards.

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On the other side, Hogwarts students are actively rescuing the injured.

"What happened just now, the situation looks a little bad?" George murmured, looking at several battlefields in the distance.

He found that the attacks of the wizards seemed to have stopped, and the Beamons had no hindrance, and they strode quickly towards the City of London, which is the core area of ​​London, where a large number of people fleeing for their lives gathered .

And the people of the Alchemy Foundation are also working hard to maintain several huge golden teleportation arrays there, sending the crowd away in an orderly manner.

"That's not for us to worry about. Dumbledore and Canaan will take care of this. Come on, George, help me lift this slab. There seems to be a person under it." Hagrid raised the white stone not far away. A corner of the slate is struggling.

"Oh, well." George waved the charm skillfully, and said the incantation of the Levitation Charm, "Hagrid, I can't believe that you left the wizard's wand at home, it's like a Muggle without a brain It's the same as going to work." George said weakly while maintaining the spell.

"You know, to learn occult magic, you have to give up using the wand for a while, and this war happened so suddenly, I was brought here before I had time to take my wand." Hagrid explained, Then he dragged a white woman from under the slab.

"She doesn't look well." Hagrid observed the woman, then shook her slightly. "Hey, ma'am, are you all right?"

The white woman opened her misty eyes, saw the huge Hagrid in front of her, exclaimed, and fainted again.

"Oh, Hagrid, she looks like you've knocked her out."

Hagrid shook his head weakly: "I see, it's really terrible, we need to gather with Alita as soon as possible, this lady needs treatment."

Then Hagrid carried the lady on his shoulders, but his strength seemed to be a bit stronger, and the lady groaned in pain.

"Hagrid, you're not a gentleman." George followed Hagrid, complaining again.

Hagrid scratched his head, and lifted the woman from his shoulders into his arms. This time, he was as gentle as taking care of a beloved pet.

The two walked swiftly on the ruins, and soon came to an incomplete library. This library was very large. Hogwarts students were taking care of the wounded who had been rescued.

"Alita, this lady needs treatment." Hagrid said loudly.

"Wait a minute, come here right away." Alita wiped the fine sweat on her forehead with her cuff, turned her head to Pikachu beside her and said, "Pikachu, help me get another bottle of awakening potion from the storage bag, the green one bottle."

"Pika Pika!" Pikachu wagged his tail, and immediately got into the storage bag excitedly, looking for the awakening potion that Alita said.

Alita came to the lady brought back by Hagrid, first healed the small wound on her body with a magic wand and bandaged her, and then fed the revival potion.

Seeing the lady slowly waking up, Hagrid breathed a sigh of relief. This time, he hid far away.

After the lady was settled, Alita came to Hagrid's side again.

"Hagrid, can you open the portal again? There are almost enough wounded here, and we need to send them away as soon as possible."

Hagrid thought for a while, took out the extra-large customized hanging ring, and replied, "It should be possible. My magic power has almost recovered, but I can't teleport very far."

At this time, a series of explosions suddenly came from outside, and Alita and others quickly ran outside to check what happened.

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