Magical Studies at Hogwarts

This year has been a very difficult one for the British people.

Since July, various strange incidents and bloodshed have occurred all over the country. The lives of ordinary people have been completely lost. There have been more than ten cases where families and even entire neighborhoods have died overnight. Although

Every time, it didn't take long for the police department to catch the criminals, but the panic caused by such vicious incidents was not so easy to calm down.

People urgently need to soothe their tense nerves. It is in this case that Christmas is coming.

The disorder of public security has inevitably affected the atmosphere of the festival. Compared with previous years, even London is not as lively. Few people come out on the streets, and even the homeless have hid in the rescue stations. Except for those who must work

Except for those people, they just hurried home.

"It's a very good sight." On the street outside the Leaky Cauldron, Lao Fu squinted his eyes slightly and took a deep breath of the cold air with his pair of noses that only had nostrils left.

"Do you know what I smell, Ike?" he asked softly.

"I don't know, teacher, what is it?" Ike replied, standing behind Lao Fu with his hands tied.

"Fear...what an intoxicating smell..." Lao Fu took a deep breath, then opened his eyes with red pupils, reached out and touched the top of his bare head, "Are you ready?

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Hearing this, Ike turned sideways and looked behind him, where Lucius, Narcissa, Bellatrix, McNeil and others, as well as the werewolves, vampires, and dark wizards, were all standing quietly with their hands down. When he saw him, he looked over.

, Lucius immediately nodded to him.

"Ready, teacher."

"Then... let's go..."

Following Lao Fu's order, Lucius took the lead and pushed open the door of the Leaky Cauldron. The others followed closely and squeezed in. After everyone left, Ike and Lao Fu

leave.

Old Tom, the owner of the Leaky Cauldron, was not in the bar. In fact, due to the bleak situation since the summer vacation, Old Tom left before Christmas. Now it seems that this is a good thing, at least he does not have to lose his life in a daze.

When Ike came in, only MacNeil and Lucius were left inside, and the others had already rushed into Diagon Alley under the leadership of Bella.

She has suppressed her desire to destroy for too long.

As soon as she stepped into Diagon Alley, her iconic costume and nervous laughter attracted the attention of those who were still lingering in Diagon Alley. Then, with piercing screams, Bella

While laughing wildly, he waved his wand fiercely and shouted: "Avada chews the big melon!"

A bright green light flashed, and a poor man who had just turned around to escape fell to the ground. The things in his arms immediately fell to the ground, and one thing even rolled to Bella's feet. Bella looked at it with a smile.

He kicked his feet lightly, then raised his head and swung out another killing curse.

Bella's death curse was like a signal, and the Death Eaters and those followers immediately let out deafening roars. The werewolves and vampires rushed out first, rushing towards the shops on both sides of the road in twos and threes. Some of them still had their doors open.

They rushed in and wreaked havoc and killing.

Soon, the glass shattered, and a bloody man was thrown out. He rolled on the ground before stopping. Painful groans sounded, but what he got in exchange was not salvation, but one or even several vicious spells.

Explosive spells, shattering spells, fire spells, and all kinds of magic flew through the air. Violent explosions were connected in a series, and broken glass was scattered all over the ground.

What a mess!

They walked slowly on the street, advancing little by little. At first glance, it looked like a leisurely outing. But behind them, the strong smell of blood, the burning flames, and the people who fell on the ground, groaning or dying,

But it was announced that this alley, which had been peaceful for hundreds of years, was completely caught in the flames of war.

There is still resistance.

Even though it was Christmas, the Ministry of Magic did not remove the guards from Diagon Alley, but in front of this group of vicious and cruel Death Eaters, their resistance seemed particularly weak.

Especially the werewolves, under the leadership of Greyback, they were not afraid of death and rushed towards the defense line hastily built by the Ministry of Magic guards at the first time. Although they did not have the ability to transform during the day, their speed was not slow.

To some extent, even because of the blood feud with the Ministry of Magic, everyone was working hard and going much faster than usual.

Greyback, holding the Iron Armor Curse, took the lead and jumped into the Ministry of Magic's guards after receiving two spells. His smelly mouth was wide open, and his yellow and black fangs bit the unlucky guy's neck.

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The blood couldn't stop gushing out, and Greyback swallowed it in big mouthfuls. He bit off a piece of meat forcefully, and started chewing it.

"Hahaha..." Greyback laughed wildly and stood there, letting the blood flow from the corner of his mouth and fall on his clothes. No one interrupted him to avenge the colleague who died tragically under his mouth, because

Everyone has too much time to look after themselves.

The werewolf's life-threatening impact was fatal. Although more than a dozen people from his already small group died again, the Ministry of Magic also left seven or eight corpses. More importantly, they could only give up this

The defense line was not reliable at all, so he retreated quickly.

But this is not easy, because Death Eaters and dark wizards are also here. They wantonly use black magic that is expressly prohibited by the Ministry of Magic. They are weird, insidious, and vicious. In addition to avoiding them, they can only block them with iron armor spells.

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However, there are not many people who can use the qualified Iron Armor Charm. Most of the time, they rely on the protective series of products purchased from Weasley's Wizard Wheezes.

Maybe before, they could rely on these things to resist some common attack spells, but in the face of these weird black magic, they seemed a little weak.

Defeated and defeated again, the Death Eaters' magic became more and more violent.

Some wizards who were still in Diagon Alley joined the battle, and as the battle lines moved back, more and more people joined the battle. But it is undoubtedly a fantasy to expect those wizards who have not fought in countless years to stop these ferocious dark wizards!

The effect was there, but not much. The defense line was still moving backwards. Soon, some people were frightened by the fierce battle. They might turn around and run away, making the already fragile defense line even more lax.

Or just phantom away.

Only the first two or three of those who left by phantom succeeded, and the rest stayed where they were. Looking around in panic, the dozen dark wizards holding their wands high made them completely despair.

They recognized that the magic that was constantly being launched into the air was the Anti-Apparition Spell.

These dark wizards want to be wiped out!