harry potter book of crimes

Quidditch is a national sport in the wizarding world. It can be said that anyone can fly around on a broomstick.

Even if you don't succeed in "calling" them when you first come into contact with a broom, you will gradually feel the joy of flying in the days that follow.

And this is true for students, not to mention a special profession like Auror.

As an elite Auror, Kingsley's flying skills are not only comparable to those of professional Quidditch players, but are actually not too far behind.

And right now.

Even though he had just been hit head-on by the scream from the monster, causing his entire field of vision to fall into darkness, he did not stop his actions.

After casting the Patronus Charm according to the remaining images in his memory, he immediately turned the broom handle and flew towards the right side of the monster.

There was no way, since the monster seemed to be holding a hostage, so Kingsley knew that he had to do his best to attract the other party's attention.

After all, in this case, he couldn't gamble with the enemy's IQ on the safety of the hostages.

Very good, my vision has recovered... Although the blow just now was quite harsh, it was not completely irresistible.

As long as he tries his best to seize the upper hand in the following time and does not give the monster too many opportunities to react. Then he can at least ensure that he can manage to entangle the opponent without injuring the hostage.

But, obviously - not yet!

Kingsley could clearly see that although light gradually began to appear in front of his eyes, what he could see was still blurry.

Turning his head slightly, he saw a hazy black mass intertwined with a silvery-white bright spot. It seemed that his lynx patron saint had already entered the battle in time during the few seconds he could not see.

"Hide your eyes and close your eyes."

The moment of blindness just now gave him an inspiration.

But he saw that while Kingsley was reciting the incantation silently, he suddenly flicked the wand behind him, and a wriggling gray shadow that looked like mud suddenly appeared in front of the monster's eyes.

This time, the opponent's vision was temporarily taken away. Even because this magic spell did not directly act on the monster's body, the magic resistance of this monster was completely reduced to a decoration.

"Roar--"

After the monster discovered that its eyes were blocked, it was obviously unhappy. With an angry roar, it raised its free right hand and tried to wipe it off its face.

"boom!"

A solid impact!

Kingsley's Patronus took advantage of this opportunity and immediately rushed forward. Then he twisted his neck, opened his mouth and bit the monster's wrist.

But even though he was still at a high altitude with no leverage, the guy still only floated back slightly under the impact, and actually managed to withstand the swoop of the lynx patron saint with his strong body.

But at least its right hand was temporarily forcibly locked.

"It's now!"

Kingsley's vision became clearer again, and he could barely distinguish the limbs, torso and head of the monster. At the moment when he could distinguish clearly, the wand in his hand reached forward again.

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In an instant, a ball of blazing flames shot out from the tip of the staff, quickly spanning a distance of dozens of feet and hitting the monster's head.

"Bang!"

A cloud of flames suddenly exploded, covering his entire upper body.

This is the Thunderbolt Explosion Curse. In terms of destructive power, it is at the top level among existing curses. The power it can erupt varies from person to person.

To be honest, if one day the three unforgivable curses want to be added to the "four major", then this curse will definitely become one of the strong competitors.

I think back then, the sacrificial black magic that Peter Pettigrew used to blow up a street was born out of this curse.

However, at the next moment, the monster suddenly waved his arm, and with the huge power, the lynx guardian angel immediately dispersed the flames that wrapped half of its body.

And when it revealed its body, Kingsley found that his blow had only burned a few gaps in the black cloak, shrouded in black mist.

Seeing the black mist slowly healing, Kingsley couldn't help but be a little surprised - it turned out that the cloak was actually a part of the monster's body!

He already knew a lot about Maka's power, but now he could even more appreciate the amazing power of Maka's magic that could freeze enemies.

"Roar--"

"shut your mouth!"

Seeing the monster roaring again, he didn't want to feel the pain of tapping his soul again.

So...since one explosion spell can't have much effect, it's better to use another one! While the Patronus was still biting the opponent's wrist, Kingsley waved his wand again, and another fireball went straight to the man buried in his pocket.

The face in the shadow of the hat flew away quickly.

It was even Kingsley's first time to put an explosive curse into someone's mouth.

Of course, it seems that the monster cannot be called a "human" no matter how you look at it.

At the same time that the monster roared, flames with high temperature and high pressure immediately covered its face. The impact of the explosion caused it to raise its head and fly backwards for a short distance.

Obviously, this thunderbolt explosion spell is more powerful than the one just now.

But judging from the scene he just witnessed with his own eyes, Kingsley understood that this second explosion curse would not be able to cause much damage to the monster.

So, if I have to say it...this is just a prelude to his real killer move!

"Avada Kedavra--"

In the entire magical world, the Death Curse is undoubtedly the most terrifying curse. Even as powerful as the despicable Herbo, he once suffered a big loss from the death rules contained in this curse.

Therefore, it has been explicitly listed among the three unforgivable curses by the International Federation of Wizards, and it is undisputedly at the top of the list.

According to the legal provisions also passed by the Federation: Anyone who has used the unforgivable curse on others, once found, will be directly sentenced to life imprisonment.

Yes, there is a very important point in the regulations, which is "towards people".

When Aurors and dark wizard strikers perform their tasks, they have the right to take "enforcement after warning" in emergency situations, and the so-called "enforcement" is to use the Unforgivable Curse.

Even when Voldemort was at his most powerful, the Ministry of Magic activated a wartime order, ordering all Aurors and strikers to use the Unforgivable Curse on Death Eaters without warning.

As the current head of the Auror Office, Kingsley naturally knows what he is doing.

In an instant, a penetrating green light burst out from the tip of his wand, and the gloomy green magic threads immediately condensed into a bundle, heading straight towards the monster that was still tilting its head back in the flames of the explosion curse.

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His target is the opponent's chest.

To be honest, Kingsley's attack can indeed be said to be strong enough. An explosion curse first unbalances the enemy, and then the life-killing curse follows closely. Both the skill and power are extremely reliable.

It can be imagined that even for such a monster with extremely high resistance to magic, it would undoubtedly be quite fatal to be hit by a life-killing spell head-on.

It's a pity that Kingsley's knowledge is still slightly biased when it comes to dealing with an opponent that can fly by itself.

But when the monster felt that huge threat, it was still able to forcefully move sideways and make an extremely stable dodge action.

To make matters worse, the fatal beam sent by Kingsley actually rushed towards the lower part of the opponent's left hand.

At that moment, no matter how fast Kingsley reacted, how could a curse of the level of the Death Curse stop at the drop of a hat? It was obviously extremely difficult for him to even change direction.

"The monster is carrying a hostage!"

Kingsley suddenly roared in his mind. In critical moments, his thinking speed seemed to become extremely slow. But this slowness only brought him more anxiety and helplessness.

He can't change anything anymore...

No!

He can't give up!

Almost at the moment when Kingsley had this thought in his mind, the lynx patron saint that had bitten the monster's right wrist suddenly released its sharp teeth, turned around and bumped into its side.

It can be said that this impact was done with all its strength, but it only pushed the monster back slightly. However, the distance of more than ten inches was enough.

The monster that was pushed back was extremely frightened and furious, and punched the silver-white lynx away, and then the green light of the death curse hit it directly on the left side of its waist. When the frightening green magic power splashed silently,

, it was finally forced to let go of its left hand, and fell down as if it had lost all strength.

It can be seen that the monster's waist is constantly changing from black to gray, and it has the potential to spread.

Obviously, although this life-killing curse does not directly trigger the rules of death like Haierbo's original "self-destruction", its incomplete instant death effect is still powerful - at least it cannot be tolerated.

However, when Kingsley was sweating a little on his forehead and hurriedly dived to search in the direction where the monster's left hand was released, he did not see the red eyes in the opponent's hood becoming brighter and brighter.

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"Bang!"

A blur of gray-black mist suddenly hit Kingsley's shoulder. The mist danced and swayed like a flame. After it touched his body, it began to burn crazily.

Suddenly, Kingsley felt an unparalleled burning pain. The pain seemed to come directly from his soul, erupting from the inside out where the flame was attached.

"ah--"

That was not a pain that humans could endure. In front of it, the Cruciatus Curse seemed like an ordinary game.

But at this moment, Kingsley caught a glimpse of an unoccupied broom from the corner of his eye, flying rapidly in his direction from below.

Unfortunately, he had already exhausted all his strength to keep himself clinging to the broom handle, and the endless pain could hardly give him any more room to think.

Just as Kingsley was stunned, the empty broom passed by a certain position, and then suddenly sank. (To be continued)