It is not an easy task to escape when surrounded by many people.
After Kingsley reminded his companions to break out in the opposite direction immediately, he did not move. Instead, he still faced the short wizard and flicked his wand.
Obviously, someone has to contain the other party first, right
It must be said that Kingsley's judgment was very correct - just as he waved his wand and used the levitating spell to suddenly drag a parked car in front of him on the street, a green light suddenly flew from the opposite side.
"Avada Kedavra!"
"Bang—"
The short man's death curse was blocked by the car, splashing a thrilling green light, but Kingsley did not suffer any harm from it.
But even Kingsley couldn't do it a few times by forcibly dragging something as heavy as a car. If you observe carefully, you can see that his breathing has become slightly heavier.
Of course, the effect of pulling the car to the center of the road is still obvious.
Seeing that the dwarf had been temporarily blocked at the other end of the car, and two of the opponent's men were knocked down beside him, Kingsley quickly backed up and headed straight for the gap in the encirclement.
He knew very well that what he had done just now was actually based on surprise. If he waits for the other party to come to his senses and order his men to attack together, it won't work even if he builds a fortress with ten vehicles.
However, what he wants now is temporary cover!
"Where is your International Statute of Secrecy? Where is your Auror character? Does the Statute of Secrecy teach you how to use magic to drag Muggle cars around?"
The short wizard did not immediately instruct his men to besiege Kingsley, as if he was sure that the other party could not escape, and even continued to provoke him with words.
Oh no, as far as the twisted character of this dwarf wizard is concerned, perhaps these words are the most straightforward interpretation of his heart.
He looked down upon the Statute of Secrecy and looked down upon the Ministry of Magic... Therefore, he naturally looked down upon the many Aurors who maintained and enforced the laws for the Ministry of Magic.
Therefore, his shouting at this moment is not so much a provocation, but rather a venting of his past experiences and life.
"Run away! Hahaha... Run away like two goblins in the back garden! Let me see how far you can escape—"
While the dwarf was laughing wildly, the other wizards who surrounded the place were naturally not idle either. Even if no one gives them orders, once they find the Kingsleys approaching them, they will spontaneously cast spells to stop them.
The gap created by the car being dragged by Kingsley was quickly blocked by another wizard, who fired a red light in the direction of Kingsley's companions who were approaching quickly.
"Armor protection!"
At this time, using the technique of silent spell will reduce the effect of the spell. The Auror must have thought of the scene of Kingsley falling before, so he simply chose to recite the spell directly.
The next moment, red light exploded in front of him, turning into dazzling light particles. The Auror passed directly through the light particles without hesitation, gritted his teeth and continued to rush forward.
Judging from the way the wand in his hand was once again stretched across his chest, he was probably trying to get close to the opponent despite the obstruction of the curse, hoping to find the right moment to break through from this direction.
At this time, Kingsley was actually not far behind him.
"is that OK?"
"Yes... I think it should be no problem..."
Hearing Kingsley's voice, the Auror answered in the affirmative even though he didn't seem confident.
Because he knew that the pressure on Kingsley's side would only be greater.
In fact, this is indeed the case.
"Very good," Kingsley said as he backed away without looking back, "I have to say, even if you need my help now, I can't do it for the time being... so you try to hold on."
The reason why he said this was because the wizards controlled by the dwarf had begun to chase them.
Curses were flying towards him one after another, and Kingsley obviously had no room to fight back. He had spent a lot of energy just to fend off those spells.
After all, there was a companion behind him who gave his back to him, which made it even more impossible for him to dodge as he pleased.
At the moment, Kingsley only felt that his ears were filled with whistling sounds, and his eyes were filled with scattered flames. He struggled to swing his staff to ward off the continuous powerful spells, and his vision narrowed little by little as the pressure increased. He staggered and almost tripped to the ground several times.
"If this continues, sooner or later I will be unable to resist."
Just when such a thought flashed through Kingsley's heart, reality seemed to be eager to prove his guess. A curse with a tricky angle suddenly penetrated from behind a magic light curtain.
At that last moment, he saw it, but it was too late.
"Well."
A crushing curse broke through the remaining iron armor curse barrier in front of him, and hit his right rib with a diagonal stab. Even though the barrier weakened part of the power, a bloody wound began to open under his ribs, and the bright red and warm blood immediately sprayed out with the remaining impact of the curse.
"Oh! Look at your miserable appearance... Head of the Auror Office? It seems like that's all..."
These words made the Auror who knew nothing about the situation behind him couldn't help but stop and turned his head slightly while on guard.
Unexpectedly, the dwarf wizard laughed sharply and waved his hands to let his followers surround him again.
"To be honest, I actually like playing the little game of 'you run and I chase' with you, because it feels really good to watch you run away in a hurry!"
He was grinning and describing his inner joy, but the next second, the smile hidden under the hood immediately became extremely cold.
"However, I don't like to talk too much when it's time to kill people..." He sneered, "Hey, tell me, am I very contradictory?"
Just as he said this, the dwarf wizard suddenly raised his hand, so fast that the Auror behind Kingsley could not react.
He said he was conflicted, but the behavior of the dwarf wizard was obviously completely different from what he said.
After injuring Kingsley, he only said three sentences in total, and the first two sentences were all meant to retain the Auror who was breaking through.
When the other party realized that Kingsley was injured because of his words, and when the other party was distracted by his words, his wand decisively erupted with a fatal green light.
"Avada Kedavra-"
…
About a few minutes ago, from the moment Kingsley was surrounded by enemies, the sound of a magic spell exploding penetrated the fog and vaguely reached an alley separated by several streets.
"Over there... is that the sound of fighting?"
Pansy, who was searching for Martin in London with the windbreaker wizard, was walking quickly through this slightly narrow alley. Their destination now was the studio of an ordinary potion master.
But suddenly, Pansy seemed to hear some slight movement in the distance, and she subconsciously stopped moving forward.
"Well," the windbreaker wizard paused for a moment and nodded, "Maybe!"
"Who met a strange dark wizard like before?" Pansy thought for a moment and said, "It should be a wizard, right? If it was just a Muggle, it would be impossible to make such a big fuss..."
The windbreaker wizard raised his head slightly and glanced in the direction of the sound. But of course, she couldn't see anything here.
"Yes," she said softly after another pause, "there may be quite a few people."
"That-"
Pansy just wanted to follow the conversation and ask if she wanted to go and take a look at the situation.
But when she thought about the fact that she could only be a burden in the past, and the real help had to come from the person next to her, she felt that she was not qualified to say anything to help others.
However, just when she was slightly dazed, the originally silent windbreaker wizard suddenly asked:
"'What'? Want to go over there and see if anyone needs help?"
"Well, that's right," Pansy finally nodded and whispered, "Of course, if you are willing... After all, you know, it won't make any difference if I go."
"Um-"
The windbreaker wizard pondered to himself for a moment, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Okay, let's go and have a look... follow closely."
After saying that, I saw her swinging her legs and running forward first, and her speed was surprisingly fast.
Pansy quickly started running, but found that even if she tried her best, she could only barely follow him a few steps away. It seemed that she would lose track of him at any time in the thick fog.
But in fact, the windbreaker wizard was always adjusting his pace so that Pansy wouldn't be able to see his back.
In a matter of tens of seconds, the two of them quickly followed the alley and crossed several streets, heading straight to the location where the increasingly fierce fighting sounds came from.
"...Tell me, am I very conflicted?"
Judging from the timing of arriving at that street, Pansy and the windbreaker wizard could be said to have narrowly escaped the killing curse. If it were just one or two steps later, at least one life would be forced to end here.
The moment the light from the tip of the dwarf wizard's staff turned into green magic light and shot out, a thick earth wall suddenly rose up, blocking him in front of him.
"boom!"
With an explosion, clods of earth mixed with particles of light exploded, causing the dwarf wizard to wave his staff to fend off the flying debris.
"Who is it! Whoever is out there ruining my good deeds, tell me—"
Before he finished speaking, the earth wall in front of him suddenly trembled and turned into a big hand, hitting his head heavily.
If this was confirmed, he probably wouldn't have to think about growing taller in his life.