Hogwarts: I Am Such a Model Wizard

Chapter 107: Disapparate

Chapter 107 Apparition

Just like Kyle said, since he knew that Hagrid was plotted, he went to the Room of Requirement and put the two biting cabbage into the deformed lizard skin bag.

This leather bag was a Christmas gift Newt gave him last year. It is a modified model. Like the box, it can be used to hold magical animals. Plants are also no problem.

It means that the place is a hundred million points smaller.

When he was escaping just now, Kyle had secretly placed them in the bushes nearby. He originally wanted to make a trap to trick the witch, but he didn't expect that it ended up being used on Oren.

It can only be said to be an unexpected gain.

On the other side, Oren was rolling on the ground in embarrassment. His legs could no longer move, and he could only rely on this method to avoid the two biting cabbage like mad dogs.

At the same time, he also had to deal with Kyle's continuous disarming spells and stun spells.

"damn it!"

Olen deflected another disarming spell and took a bite from Biting Cabbage before finally casting his first spell.

“The flames are blazing!”

Although using the fire spell will reveal his position, Oren can't control that much now.

Red flames spurted out from the wand, and the surfaces of the two biting cabbages began to turn black, and soon became motionless.

“I admit, I underestimated you.”

Oren sat on a high platform made of fallen leaves. There was no emotion in his eyes. He raised his hand, and a large number of fallen leaves turned into sharp blades and flew towards Kyle with a roar.

“Thunderbolt!” Kyle pointed his wand at the ground.

The violent explosion was followed by a cloud of smoke and dust.

“Block my sight?” Oren sneered: “It’s a good idea, but where can you hide?”

The blade fell into the smoke like raindrops. Under this intensive range attack, he didn't need to know Kyle's position at all.

Oren’s lips raised slightly: “It’s over…”

“Fainted to the ground!”

A voice came suddenly from behind, and Oren's heart suddenly tightened. He recognized that it was Kyle's voice.

But how is this possible? Why does Kyle appear behind him!

Oren roared in his heart, but by this time it was too late to turn back.

"boom!"

With a dull crashing sound.

A green creature appeared behind Oren like an open umbrella, blocking him from the almost certain coma spell.

Kyle felt a sweetness in his chest. He endured the physical discomfort and gritted his teeth and said: "The Curling Wing Demon...it didn't go after Kang Na!"

"Haha, who told you that it was chasing that little girl?" Oren turned his head and said in a playful tone: "I'm just letting you guess where it is."

“First you bite the cabbage, and then you use apparation in battle...I have to say, you really gave me too many surprises today, Kyle!”

"Compared to you, my first grade was just a waste of time. As a reward, I decided to let you live. You can go..."

“Let me live...” Kyle smiled, “Do you think you can kill me?”

Oren didn't speak. It was difficult to say before, but now he really couldn't kill Kyle so easily.

Although there is still a chance if he continues to fight, the people from the Ministry of Magic are about to arrive, and there is not much time left for him.

But Oren didn’t want to leave just like that.

Failed to kill an eleven-year-old wizard, but was forced to retreat? If this gets out, his reputation will be completely ruined.

“You really don’t want to leave?”

“Can’t walk.” Kyle spread his hands and teased the Billywig bug that had just landed on his shoulder.

If it was five minutes ago, he would have turned around and ran away without saying a word, but it was different now. He couldn't swallow this breath.

Being threatened, deceived, and ridiculed... He has never suffered such a big loss since he was a child. If he doesn't come back with revenge, he won't be able to make sense.

Moreover, it’s not him who needs to be anxious now. This is the Forbidden Forest...

“You’re looking for death!” The corners of Oren’s mouth twitched crazily. That Billywig insect was the one he threw away before!

Oren raised his wand, and a green light began to gather at the tip of the wand, "Avada..."

“Whoops!” An arrow passed through the air with a sound, and Oren had to withdraw his wand in order to prevent his arm from being pierced.

"Da da da…"

The sound of intensive horse hooves came from a distance, and a group of centaurs rushed out of the bushes. They held longbows and aimed sharp arrows at Kyle and Oren.

Mainly Oren, because the horsemen recognized Kell.

Firenze stepped forward warily, "You are a student of that castle, why are you here, and who is he?"

“A dark wizard!”

Kyle said quickly: "He is the one who stole the unicorn cub, and he also used the Unforgivable Curse!"

The next second, all the centaurs' bows and arrows were aimed at Oren.

At the same time, bursts of explosions began to ring out one after another.

The people from the Ministry of Magic have arrived.

“You’re lucky!” Oren suddenly laughed, “Okay, I admit defeat.”

He threw a cloth bag to Kyle, which contained the unicorn cub.

The little golden unicorn curled up there quietly, seemingly asleep.

"It's you!" A batter stepped forward and said through gritted teeth: "Oren Morris!"

He was the beater captain who wanted to arrest Hagrid.

“We meet again, this brave and kind-hearted Mr. Striker.”

Oren smiled and said: "You clearly had a chance to catch me last time, but you didn't do it. I'm very grateful that you let me go... Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot that you idiots only know the Curling Wing Demon, They didn't find out who I was at all.

Then thanks are cancelled, Mr. Brave Striker. "

“Don’t even think about running away this time!”

Hade pointed the wand at Oren and said solemnly: "I will personally send you to Azkaban. I don't know if you can still laugh when facing the dementors."

“I’m sorry, I don’t like Dementors, can I not go?”

Oren sighed and said: "If possible, I would rather stay at Hogwarts. Being a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is quite interesting."

“It’s not up to you!”

Had waved his hand, and all the strikers raised their wands at the same time.

“Fainted to the ground!”

“Expelliarmus!”

“Imprison quickly!”

…

More than a dozen magic spells flew toward Oren from all directions.

“What a pity, I haven’t graded the test paper yet…”

Oren sighed again, and the high platform made of fallen leaves beneath him collapsed instantly.

With no support, Oren's body began to fall, which also allowed him to escape all the spells.