"Damn! There are too few people who have completed the second step of the ritual!"
In front of the church, Martin fought against Malfoy and his son alone without falling behind.
Although no one knows yet why he did not obtain more powerful power from his "teacher" Haierbo. But for a wizard who was not particularly outstanding, he actually did well enough.
You know, Lucius is the head of the Malfoy family and was once a major Death Eater under Voldemort, so his dueling level will naturally not be that low. And his son Draco has never had any room to relax in the past few years, so his performance at this moment is really remarkable.
But Martin was not afraid of the father and son joining forces at all, always maintaining a stable rhythm as he advanced and retreated. Although he has a tendency to be suppressed to some extent, if nothing unexpected happens, it is absolutely impossible for him to lose at least for a while.
However, Martin now discovered that he had somewhat misjudged the strength comparison between the two sides.
According to his judgment, as long as 30% to 40% of the believers he summoned could complete the second step of the ritual, then he would be absolutely sure to drive back all the wizards brought by Lucius Malfoy. And if the number of people who complete the ceremony can reach 50%, with luck, there may be a few hostages left.
Unfortunately, the harsh reality told him that only 20% of the total number of people could increase the strength of the spell through the second step of the magic ritual.
"Compared to the first step of the ritual, the second step is obviously much less difficult... These guys are really useless!"
Martin thought with some annoyance as he waved his wand fiercely and used the Iron Armor Curse to block the powerful crushing spell cast by Lucius.
Then, he saw him taking two steps to the side just in time, accurately dodging the trap spell Draco cast at his feet.
"Huh, if it weren't for the teacher's instructions, I wouldn't let any of these guys go!"
Naturally, no one would hear what Martin was muttering in his heart. And to be honest, he couldn't help but feel a little upset now.
Judging from the fact that there are almost the same number of people on both sides in this underground church, the specific battle situation can only be said to be evenly matched. The fight between the two sides was very lively.
However, in Martin's opinion, this is just a waste of time.
"Do you want to retreat temporarily?"
If he continues to delay time like this, Haierbo will not come to help him - as an apprentice accepted by the other party, Martin knows this very well.
Therefore, the longer the battle lasts, the more unfavorable the situation will be for them. After all, although Haierbo will not come, the possibility of Namaka McLean suddenly appearing here will become more and more likely.
But almost at this moment, the first cry of pain of the night finally sounded from the fighting crowd... At this moment, the first person injured by the curse had also appeared.
…
"There are many obstacles!"
During the melee, Pansy threw another obstacle spell, trying to relieve the pressure caused by the constant pressure around her.
And just now, she heard the cry of pain in the field. It can be distinguished that the exclamation voice happens to belong to the witch that Maka talked to last time.
"If this fight continues like this, it will be a bit endless..."
While hurriedly taking stock of the surrounding situation, Pansy once again deflected an ill-aimed stun spell. But at this moment, she saw a slightly short cultist being hit by a rather powerful disarming spell. As the wand was bounced into the air by the blow, the little wizard also It flew upside down due to the unexpectedly powerful impact.
Seeing this, Pansy subconsciously cast a floating spell, then reached out to catch the other person's body.
"Are you OK?"
Before he finished speaking, another red light shot through the air from the other side, forcing Pansy to raise her head again and wave her staff to resist the spell cast by an unknown person.
"...It's okay, thank you."
Immediately, Pansy heard the little wizard in her arms say thank you—the voice was soft, waxy, and slightly high-pitched, and it was obviously a female.
But to be honest, this witch is too small, right? Could it be that he is still a first-year student
Compared to this terrifying gathering in the underground church, considering that Pansy is already young enough...could it be said that there are really people younger than her among them
"Can you stand up?" Pansy didn't have time to lower her head, so she could only half-support the other person and said casually, "You won't be able to fight without your wand... Just follow me first! Don't be too far away."
This is undoubtedly a good opportunity to make friends with others. Although she doesn't know the meaning of making friends with such a "child", she still shows her kindness to the other person.
There is no way, it is not easy for Pansy to still take care of Maka's mission in the midst of this chaos. Rather than getting nothing in the end, it would be better to be able to contact one, right
"Float into the sky!"
After fending off a few more curses that were thrown towards them, Pansy managed to flip up some nearby prayer benches and stack them up to block them behind them.
"If you keep going like this, sooner or later you will be unstoppable, so hide away first!"
She dragged the little witch down to squat down so that they would not be attacked from both sides before the heavy benches were destroyed.
It was only then that Pansy had time to lower her head and look at the little witch. But the moment she lowered her head, she couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
She discovered that the hood that was originally on the opponent's head had been flipped to the back when he was knocked away just now, and the face that had been hidden in the shadows at first was now naturally exposed in front of her.
"You..." Pansy said in a daze, "Do you have goblin blood?"
The face did look similar to what she expected, with delicate white skin, rosy lips, and cheeks with a little baby fat.
However, the time she had gone through still left a maturity on her face that did not match her apparent age.
However, even if this was a female goblin, Pansy did not find the short, dwarf-like figure that is unique to goblins.
Thinking about it this way, it is not known that this little witch might be a half-goblin.
"ah!"
During Pansy's subconscious inquiry, the other party seemed to realize that half of his hood had fallen off, and turned it up again in a panic.
"Hug, sorry..."
"No, you don't need to pay too much attention," Pansy said. "In fact, the Charms professor at Hogwarts is an elf hybrid. I don't think that's okay."
In fact, Pansy's words were somewhat untrue. She said them to complete the task.
Originally, for the descendants of a pure-blood family, the hybrid of wizards and humanoid magical creatures has always been a race that should be rejected. Even Professor Flitwick, Pansy, Malfoy and others have private criticisms from time to time, but they dare not despise them easily because of their achievements.
Of course, compared to giant hybrids like Hagrid, who are always known for their stupidity, elf hybrids who are shrewd enough are actually treated relatively well among wizards.
However, if there are elf hybrids like Flitwick who are full of self-esteem and self-confidence, there must be elf hybrids who feel inferior to their bloodline like this little witch.
Hearing Pansy's unintentional comfort, the other party just smiled softly, but did not express his gratitude again. Perhaps, she has long been accustomed to hearing all kinds of praise or derogatory comments.
"careful!"
Suddenly, Pansy heard a sharp reminder from the little witch beside her. This made her quickly raise her head again, and the wand in her hand also drew a trace out of habit, and she cast a rather hasty Iron Armor Curse in a dangerous way.
Suddenly, the radiance of magic power exploded in front of the two of them, obscuring their sight.
In such a chaotic battle, losing sight is obviously very dangerous. Pansy immediately felt a warning sign in her heart, causing her to fall to the ground without hesitation. She also pushed the little witch to the rough and cold ground.
The next moment, a ray of fire passed over the two of them and hit the prayer chair that Pansy had just set up with great speed.
"Bang! Crash—"
As the sawdust flew away, Pansy felt a sharp pain in her shoulder, which made her almost unable to hold the wand in her hand.
Apparently, it was the explosive spell that came from nowhere that shattered the bench, causing a splintered wooden thorn to accidentally hit her back shoulder.
"We can't stay here any longer, look for where we can go to hide!"
She endured the pain and got up and looked around, but all she saw was chaos around her. There was no safe place in the underground church.
This was really bad—she had no choice but to disapparate, and there was no way she could find any place to hide in this unobstructed space.
Before Draco asked his father Lucius to bring people to attack, didn't he at least consider keeping a hand
In such a complicated battle situation, if both sides hadn't been wary of using the Unforgivable Curse, I'm afraid she would have died here!
On the other hand, that Martin seemed unwilling to evacuate just like that.
After all, the vast majority of wizards understand that in a duel, the side that is distracted and retreats will definitely suffer losses. This is obvious common sense.
As one curse after another flew in all directions, it became increasingly difficult for Pansy to resist, and she was considering whether to leave behind this "burden" that hindered her ability to evade.
But in the next second, Martin, who had been struggling with the Malfoys and his son, finally knew that there was nothing that could be done. If he delayed it any longer, he would be in danger of encountering that MacLean.
"Cover each other!"
However, he suddenly swung his staff and released three impacts on his face, and then while jumping to the side, he slammed something on the ground.
"Prepare to retreat!"