Harry Potter's Dharma

Seeing the appearance of Zheng Fan, one of the Death Eaters suddenly spoke up.

"Are you the one called Zheng Fan?"

"Yes, what's the matter?"

Zheng Fan smiled and looked at the Death Eater. Soft Feet actually dared to talk to him. He had some courage.

"Nothing, I'm just a little surprised."

The Death Eater said with a smile.

"I'm more curious about the person who just openly went against us, but I didn't expect him to be a child."

"Step back, child, we are just here to create fear."

"Seeing your courage, we won't do anything to you. You just need to run away with your friends."

"Just run away. When facing Voldemort, facing us Death Eaters, running away is enough."

Suddenly, the speaker began to change among the group of Death Eaters.

This made Zheng Fan unable to figure out who was speaking at that moment.

But no matter who was talking, he got one thing wrong.

Zheng Fan will never surrender, let alone run away.

"You just came here to create fear in people?"

Zheng Fan couldn't help but ask.

His hand was already in his bosom, grabbing his wand.

But now is not the time to attack.

Zheng Fan isn't stupid enough to attack as soon as he sees a Death Eater, let alone when they are talking.

After all, if they are still talking, he can get some information out of them.

The real battle is when they are about to attack, or when they are obviously preparing to attack. That's when Zheng Fan needs to fight these Death Eaters.

Not now.

"Run away, for the sake of the master's kindness."

"The master is very kind, he appreciates you and is willing to give you a chance."

"You won't be killed by us, you won't die at this time, we won't take your life, because your life belongs to the master."

The master they are talking about is naturally Voldemort.

When Zheng Fan heard their words, he began to be a little curious.

What did Voldemort do to this group of people to make them follow him so loyally?

Zheng Fan could understand if it was just to follow a King, but from his words, he could tell that it wasn't just the feeling of following a King.

The word "Master" was just like the way the Crucifixion prayed to their Lord.

Zheng Fan began to wonder if these people have already regarded Voldemort as a God-like existence.

Otherwise, they wouldn't be so devout, like a believer, following him.

"Run away."

"Hurry up and run, while you still have the chance to escape.

"Otherwise, disaster will befall you."

These people were talking one after another, and their voices were very low, as if they were coming from the ground, as if they were holding the throat of death and sending it out.

Zheng Fan didn't know who said this sentence.

Instead, he felt a little irritated.

But although he didn't know who made him feel irritated, it didn't affect his detection ability.

He clearly saw one of the Death Eaters take out a magic wand from his arms.

Immediately after.

Although it wasn't at the same time, the synchronization rate was very high. The other Death Eaters all took out their magic wands.

Zheng Fan quickly pulled out his magic wand and cast a defensive spell.

The moment Zheng Fan cast his defensive spell, the other people's offensive spells came from all directions and from all angles.

Zheng Fan almost couldn't block them.

If Zheng Fan didn't choose to cast a defensive spell at the beginning and used an offensive spell to attack, he would have been hit by at least one of the attacks.

At first, he was more or less conservative, but it didn't seem to be a bad thing.

But this was as far as the gem went!

Zheng Fan was different from these Death Eaters. He was in the sky, while the Death Eaters were on the ground.

This was Zheng Fan's advantage, and it was also an advantage that he had to grasp.

Zheng Fan flew around on his flying broom. He flew behind the Death Eaters, waved his magic wand, and directly attacked one of the Death Eaters.

Zheng Fan's attack was very obvious, and it also clearly conveyed his intention, which was to declare war on the Death Eaters.

That's right, a declaration of war.

Since the other party attacked first, he just had to fight back. After all, there were only a few of them, at most a dozen Death Eaters. Zheng Fan wasn't afraid of them, and he was confident that he could win.

The Death Eaters on the ground continued to attack Zheng Fan.

Zheng Fan occupied the commanding position, which made them a little annoyed.

Not to mention, he was a moving commanding position, and he could move his position anytime and anywhere, and then attack them.

Although Zheng Fan's attack wasn't fatal, it was very accurate.

He only waved his magic wand twice, and three people fell to the ground.

Even the Ministry of Magic didn't have such efficiency.

"You guys are very unlucky to have met me."

Zheng Fan said with a smile, then waved his magic wand again.

This time, the Death Eaters didn't fall.

They quickly pulled themselves together. First, some of them began to focus on defending against Zheng Fan's attack.

This was a good choice.

After all, the Death Eaters fought as a team.

Even Zheng Fan couldn't fight against so many people. It was impossible for him to gain the power of more than a dozen people.

Fighting as a team was the best choice for the Death Eaters.

It was also the choice that made Zheng Fan the most excited.

He knew that the battle after this would be very difficult, and it could even be said that it would be very tiring.

But he was very happy.

After all, if the battle was one-sided, then the whole battle wouldn't be fun at all.