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"Fall unconscious!"

"Expel your weapons!"

Instantly.

In the cramped room.

The air seemed to explode.

The two men noticed each other's abnormality almost at the same time.

The reaction was swift.

The spell cut through the air.

But Deveraux is a [Duelist] after all!

A doctor fighting him.

That's really not good enough.

Deveraux was casting the spell.

He dove sideways quickly and accurately. ,

Easily avoided the stun spell shot by Prout.

Bang!

The spell hit the iron door behind Deveraux.

The loud noise shook the whole room.

The door panel was bent and deformed in an instant.

The edge made a harsh friction sound.

The patients waiting outside heard the explosion-like sound.

All of them were stunned.

Stretching their necks to see clearly what happened.

As for why the other party didn't just use the killing curse to kill him.

He didn't have time to think about this for the time being.

Prout obviously underestimated Deveraux's reaction ability and duel experience.

She didn't even expect that this seemingly immature student would be so decisive.

Before the opponent's spell was about to be cast again.

Deveraux's disarming spell had already hit accurately.

Bang!

Prout's wand was knocked away.

The whole person was pushed by the power of the spell and hit the desk.

The documents on the desk were scattered all over the floor.

Dust was flying.

Deveraux didn't hesitate at all.

He rushed forward in one step.

He pressed the wand hard against Prout's temple.

He didn't use the coma spell directly according to previous experience.

This is not a routine.

It's a strategy.

It's the confidence brought by his increased combat experience!

He wants to take this opportunity to complete his plan!

"Soul return to the body!"

A ray of emerald green light poured out of the wand.

Prout's stiff body shook violently.

The Imperius Curse that controlled her began to weaken.

But it was not completely lifted.

Deveraux frowned.

The magic power of the other caster was quite strong!

But this was an opportunity for him! !

"Spell Tracking!"

Deveraux quickly cast the second spell.

This was the anti-location spell he learned from Moody's experience entry.

It could track the identity of the caster through the residual breath of magic.

In an instant.

A face appeared in his mind.

It was a familiar face - so familiar that his mind was blank for a while.

He was stunned.

He could hardly believe his eyes.

It was him? ! How could he be related to all this? !

However, the other party obviously noticed the traces of being tracked.

The magic fluctuations disappeared instantly.

The control of the Imperius Curse was quickly cut off.

After a violent twitch, Prout in front of Deveraux collapsed to the ground.

He regained consciousness.

The footsteps outside were approaching rapidly.

The patient and the doctor were obviously attracted by the noise.

Deveraux stood up suddenly.

His eyes were fixed on the twisted iron door.

The door frame was dented by the spell just now.

It was obviously not easy to open.

He instinctively raised his wand and prepared to force the door.

Just then.

A cold and trembling hand grabbed his wrist tightly.

"Don't go, kid! It's too dangerous!"

It was Prout.

Her face was pale.

Her eyes were full of fear and pleading.

Her voice was almost crying.

Deveraux turned his head and looked at her.

A confident smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

But his eyes were as cold as a knife.

"Dangerous? Haha, he is the one in danger."

Before he finished speaking.

He shook Prout's hand away.

Pointed the wand directly at the iron door.

After confirming that no one had arrived yet.

"Thunderbolt explosion!"

Bang!

The iron door was blown away by the huge force of the explosion.

It hit the wall of the corridor heavily.

It deformed and made a harsh metal friction sound.

Dust scattered.

The walls in the ward were faintly shaking.

Devereux controlled the power.

He did not let the explosion spread to the entire treatment room.

But the corridor was already in chaos.

The patients screamed and fled everywhere.

He leaned over and stroked his legs.

He quickly recited the spell that Moody used to increase movement speed.

The next second.

His body seemed to be lifted by the wind.

He rushed out of the treatment room at a very fast speed.

Even Prout's shouts were left behind.

Only Ms. Prout collapsed beside the desk in shock.

In the corridor.

The patients who were still queuing just now were now in a mess.

They stared at the blown iron door and the boy rushing out in amazement.

Someone was about to curse.

But Devereux passed by like the wind.

He brought a whirring wind along the way.

He rushed to the edge of the stairs.

Without any pause.

With two feet on the ground.

Jumped directly down!

"Oh my God, is he crazy?!"

"Stop that kid! He's going to jump!"

Screams exploded behind him.

The wizards who witnessed this scene were all stunned.

Just before landing.

Deveraux suddenly pointed his wand at his chest.

"Wingardium Leviosa!"

The air stagnated.

His falling speed slowed down instantly.

Landed gently on the ground.

Almost without a pause.

He stood up.

His eyes were fixed on the black shadow rushing towards the exit of the waiting room.

"It runs pretty fast!"

Deveraux sneered.

He raised his wand and aimed at the shadow.

"Fall to the ground!"

A strong red beam flew out from the tip of the wand.

It rushed straight to the black shadow with a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

After this period of time, the improvement brought by the practice of meditation day and night.

Deveraud's magic power has long surpassed that of ordinary adult wizards.

This spell is unstoppable! !

Bang!

The red light hit the black shadow accurately.

The target immediately let out a piercing cry.

However.

What Deveraud couldn't believe was.

The black shadow didn't fall down.

Instead, it shook violently.

Still rushed to the exit.

The speed did not slow down at all.

"How is it possible?!"

A trace of shock flashed in Deveraud's eyes.

But his feet did not stop.

He gritted his teeth and chased out.

He rushed to the door of the waiting room.

The magic wand was clenched in his hand.

The screams and chaotic noises of the patients around him were in his ears.

However, all this seemed to be isolated from his mind.

"Get out of the way!"

Deveraud shouted loudly.

There was an unquestionable urgency in his voice.

In the corridor.

Patients and medical staff were frightened by his explosive sprint and retreated one after another.

He even knocked over a treatment cart pushing a medicine bottle.

The glass bottle broke on the ground.

The potion was spilled all over the ground.

It emitted a pungent smell.

"Mad man! This is a hospital!"

A wizard shouted in exasperation.

The wand in his hand almost fell.

The moment he rushed out of the waiting room.

Deveraux found himself on a wide street.

The sun was shining on the ground.

Probably because it was the weekend.

Many people came out with their families for shopping and entertainment.

The shops on both sides were bustling.

People were busy chatting.

In the middle of the street.

Many people have been attracted by the movement just now.

They gathered around.

Pointed at Deveraux who suddenly appeared.

And that black shadow.

It had already disappeared without a trace.

"Damn..."

Deveraux cursed in a low voice.

He knew.

The other party must have used Apparition.

When he turned around.

He saw that the hospital staff had begun to come out to maintain order.

And cast the forgetfulness spell on the Muggles who were watching.

Deveraux stood where he was.

He tightly grasped the wand.

His chest rose and fell sharply.

His mind was in chaos.

The scene brought by the anti-tracking spell just now appeared in front of him again-that familiar face.

How could he appear here?

His voice was inaudible.

But it was full of deep shock and confusion:

"Vega...what's going on?!"