harry potter book of crimes

When John saw Brooks for the first time, he knew that this was definitely not his kind but shrewd, brave but slightly introverted brother. Although it was probably due to the skill of the spell caster that from his appearance,

There aren't many relevant traces visible on it, but as far as the situation in front of me is concerned, it's probably...

"The Imperius Curse?"

John stood still behind the Shtabe boy, looking at the figure of Brooks standing at the door at the other end of the corridor, and couldn't help but clenched the dogwood wand in his hand tighter.

Of course, he also knew very well that no one would give an answer to this question.

"Um...hey, do you want to do something?" After a slight pause, John couldn't help but lower his voice and asked, and it was at this moment that he realized that he had not known the name of the alien boy in front of him.

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"Of course." The young man said without turning his head.

"Well," John nodded immediately after hearing this, but he hurriedly added in the next second, "Brooks was just confused, just fainted. Be careful not to let him get too seriously injured!"

"I know."

The young man also nodded slightly and agreed, but then John unexpectedly took a step to the side and gave John the position directly opposite Brooks.

At the moment when John was slightly puzzled, the young man said calmly:

"So the next step is up to you—my fighting style cannot be spared."

"ah?"

John was stunned again when he heard this, but before he could say anything again, the two of them discovered that Brooks opposite them had already started to move.

There is no time for them to continue discussing!

"Stay vigilant, there are enemies in the room behind Brooks... If that guy comes out, I will take action."

When he heard the reminder from the Shitabe boy, John had already taken steps towards Brooks, who was in the state of the Imperius Curse, and raised the wand in his hand.

He did not try to talk to his brother in front of him again, because he knew that it was almost impossible for a person under the Imperius Curse to break free by his own will, even those Aurors from the Magic Congress who had undergone actual training.

There are very few who can do it, let alone a little wizard who has just entered the second grade this year?

Even if Brooks was really outstanding among his peers, it would be impossible for him to do it.

Therefore, the next thing he has to do is just take action.

However, compared to the elder brother John, who would still hesitate in his heart even though he was mentally prepared, Brooks, as the younger brother who knew nothing about the outside world because of the Imperius Curse, obviously had to be more decisive.

Much more.

"Collapse!"

With his extremely serious practice and outstanding talent, Brooks was still able to skillfully cast this very beautiful coma spell even in this state. Even because of the emotional purity caused by the soul-stealing curse, the power was still strong.

It's slightly higher than usual.

Fortunately, in terms of talent, John was no less talented than his younger brother, and he had a natural advantage in terms of age and magic knowledge. He just flipped his wand back and easily blocked the incoming attack.

The firelight, while the light particles of the magic reaction were scattered in all directions, he suddenly started to fight back.

"Chi——"

A crimson arc of light streaked across the corridor between the two people, rushing towards Brooks like lightning - it was a disarming spell. It has a simple principle but often appears in wizard duels. It is safe, reliable and powerful.

But how could Brooks, who was being controlled by someone at this moment, have his wand taken away so easily? You know, the Soul-Impering Curse is not just about confusion. As long as the caster is powerful enough, it can even hit someone within a certain range.

The cursed person controls it like a puppet.

And it is obvious that the wizard who is controlling Brooks at this moment is not an ordinary character.

"Armor protection."

"Bang!"

As the stream of light scattered in all directions, Brooks reluctantly took over John's disarming spell with the help of the Iron Armor Curse, then took half a step back diagonally, and with a slight release of force, he guided the red light behind him.

Although Brooks himself could not really resist such a strong spell, the wizard standing behind him had rich combat experience and was enough to handle such a "small scene".

Not only that, after putting aside the disarming spell, John even saw more magic radiance emerging from the tip of the wand in Brooks's hand at an extremely fast speed, and the next spell fell immediately! Cast continuously like this

The skill of casting spells was obviously no longer possessed by Brooks himself, and even John felt a lot of pressure.

"Fluorescence flashes! All petrified... Oolong comes out of the hole."

There was almost no gap in Brooks's three consecutive spells, and these three spells formed a simple but very effective coordination extremely cleverly. When the luminous spell shone with dazzling light, the petrifying spell attacked John under its cover.

Then, the back hand released a snake that snaked rapidly from the floor.

John had no defense against the initial glowing spell of the wand, but his relatively good psychological quality allowed him to resist the subsequent attack of the petrifying spell. However, the snake wandering on the stalls in the corridor was

There was almost no sound, and when the vision was not restored for a while, it was actually a bit dangerous.

Just when John was thinking about whether to cast a large-scale magic spell to block it first, he heard the sudden sound of wind in his ears, and a "bang" sounded like something hit hard not far ahead.

above the ground.

"continue."

The Shitabe boy who had been standing silently behind John from the beginning calmly retracted his extended right arm, his eyes still never left the door at the end of the corridor, and just helped John casually.

After a moment, simply let the other person continue his fight.

A small snake without even venom glands is nothing more than child's play to the Shitabe tribe, who usually spend nearly half of their lives in the body of a giant snake.

And just in front of the boy, the battle between John and Brooks continued as he said, and the magic light shone continuously in the corridor for a while. Perhaps John, who had his younger brother as his opponent, was still a little restrained, or maybe he was hiding.

The dark wizard behind Brooks was quite powerful. Due to the ebb and flow of strength, the battle situation seemed to be quite stalemate at the moment.

"hiss--"

Sweat gradually appeared on John's forehead. As he secretly gritted his teeth, he suddenly felt that this battle seemed to be much more difficult than when he faced the Obscurus before.