Journey to the Wizarding World of Hogwarts

The man with brown curly hair roughly pushed the petite woman in front of him away. Feeling the irresistible force, the woman screamed and fell to the ground. Passers-by moved out of the way for fear of getting into trouble.

Just as Mike continued to move forward with a proud and disdainful mood, he was stopped by someone.

The person who stopped him was a strong man. His large leather jacket could not cover the man's bulging muscles. His big copper eyes glared, bringing a heart-stopping intimidation.

Mike panicked for no reason, like a child who had done something wrong facing his angry parents, but then he felt angry.

As a wizard, he was actually frightened by a mere Muggle!

This is simply incredible.

"You hit someone!" the other party said angrily, "Apologise!"

Seeing the vague glances from around him, Mike felt a sense of humiliation.

Why do wizards need to explain their actions to Muggles? !

Angry, he took out his wand and waved it at the strong man.

An irresistible force hit his chest. Although the strong man couldn't see the opponent's action, he instinctively felt something was wrong. He roared and punched. The collision of flesh and blood and mysterious power produced a shock that made the wizard Everyone was shocked by the consequences.

Maybe it's because the strong man represents "justice", or maybe it's because the strong man's fist is covered with "boxing style". A situation he has never encountered before is happening in front of him. Mike looks blankly at the strong man who has rushed forward, and endures He couldn't help but take a step back and shouted in horror, "You, don't come over!"

What did he see just now?

His repel spell was shattered by a punch from an ordinary Muggle without any magic power? !

Do you think you are One Punch Man? Use your fist, your fist!

Mike roared in his heart, even if the other party dodges, even if the other party uses objects to block it, he will not be surprised at all, because wizards who can see the spell do the same, but with fists?

boom!

His mind went blank. The huge fist made Mike completely impressed physically and mentally. The broken nose bone made his face covered with tears and nosebleeds.

After finally opening his eyes, in the blurred field of vision, the strong man stared at him warily, his hands firmly clasped his arms, and one leg pressed against his waist, like a human-shaped restraint, restraining this temperament The bad guy is pinned firmly to the ground.

Mike felt that he could no longer move at all. The opponent's technique looked very skillful but very powerful. He probably had some experience in defeating enemies, but he just didn't know what kind of enemies the opponent usually dealt with.

"It hurts, it hurts! My bones are broken! Broken! Almost broken!" Mike yelled, and the pain made his expression more ferocious.

Someone called the police, and not long after, well-trained police officers lined up at the scene and took away the captured Mike.

What no one noticed was that a transparent guy quietly picked up Mike's wand, cleared away the traces of the wizard's existence, and then disappeared into the alley.

"Harry, you are taking too many risks!" Mr. Weasley's reproachful voice sounded.

Lifting the invisibility cloak, Harry's face, which was slightly flushed with excitement, was revealed, "It's okay Mr. Weasley, they can't see me."

Mr. Weasley shook his head and said seriously, "Even so, you shouldn't go there in person. If someone is watching Mike, your actions may be caught in his eyes."

Harry smiled awkwardly, a little embarrassed, "I will definitely not do this next time, Mr. Weasley."

Seeing that he had listened, Mr. Weasley breathed a sigh of relief and patted his shoulder, "Although it is a bit reckless, the result is not bad. You must know that the wand is the wizard's full power. You picked up the other party's wand." , there is no way to use magic in a short time, that guy can’t cast spells without a wand.”

Harry breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Mr. Weasley had no intention of continuing to lecture.

"Did you put the Iron Armor Curse on him just now?" Mr. Weasley asked curiously, "On that Muggle's fist?"

Harry nodded, "We discussed how to use magic spells in actual combat before at Neon. This method of attaching the Iron Armor Charm to a certain part of the body was improved by Hermione."

Although she was able to cover her entire body with the Iron Armor Charm, Harry whispered in his mind.

What Mr. Savior doesn't know is that the Iron Armor Curse itself cannot do this kind of thing covering the surface of objects. After all, the wizard's magic is so rigid. Although it is called the Iron Armor Curse, it is essentially just a transparent piece that can resist the curse. barrier.

Or it might be more appropriate to call it the Wind Barrier.

Of course, the fundamental reason why it is called the Iron Armor Curse should be that the person who invented this curse subconsciously thought of knight's plate armor. After all, they are all things that can provide protection.

And Hermione's improvement is nothing more than... turning plate armor into soft armor?

Neither Mr. Weasley nor Harry knew how difficult it was, but that didn't stop them from feeling the applicability of this method.

"A very practical improvement." Mr. Weasley commented. "This can already be called another new curse. She can apply to the Ministry of Magic to list this curse as a new curse, or issue a new curse." A book that specifically introduces the advanced use of the Iron Armor Curse."

As he spoke, he murmured in a low voice, "It's better to sell it to the Ministry of Magic. The Aurors will probably like this very much."

Compared with the Iron Armor Curse, this kind of usage that can be attached to the surface of the body is obviously more suitable for Aurors with high mobility. After all... after the Iron Armor Curse is cast, it cannot run around with it.

"I heard that the Iron Armor Curse has other uses." Harry looked at Mr. Weasley doubtfully, "It is to condense the magic power on the tip of the wand to offset the enemy's magic spell."

Mr. Weasley nodded, "You've heard of it, right? In fact, Dumbledore knows this trick." He showed an emotional expression, "That's really cool!"

Harry couldn't help but nod, it was true.

"Speaking of which, Sirius can occasionally use it." Mr. Weasley waved his wand twice. "Unfortunately, I'm not very good at using this technique. By the way, you can ask Lupin for advice. His body is flexible and he can't use this technique very well." He’s very good at technical things.”

As he spoke, he patted his erect belly in embarrassment, feeling a little depressed, "Really, I'm just a little fat, but I'm not so fat that I can't walk. Why can't I always do this kind of thing? "

Harry laughed dryly, and unexpectedly found that he understood the reason for Mr. Weasley's complaint, but it was just this kind of thing.

He looked in the direction of Grimmauld Place. Perhaps Mrs. Weasley dotes on her husband too much, right?