"Split into pieces...duplicate into pairs...float into the sky...get bigger quickly!"
After a series of chanting sounds, there was a sudden rumble on the street outside the Leaky Cauldron.
But I saw that the floor tiles, which were originally only the size of a palm, were split, copied, lifted into the air, and enlarged under the combined application of a series of magic spells. Step by step, they turned into a nightmare-like rain of stones. Self-respect fell from the sky.
And this was the grand gesture of Aberforth Dumbledore, who had just arrived here.
It must be said that compared to his brother Albus Dumbledore, Aberforth was far behind in both magical talent and understanding. But obviously, as long as you don't compare with the top group of people, Aberforth's ability is not weak at all.
Especially his dueling level. As a wizard who doesn't like to do research by nature, Aberforth's combat ability has been improved through actual combat.
It's okay that he has gotten older in recent years, but in the past, he has never been less troublesome. Thinking back to the beginning, having "friendly discussions" with some people he didn't deal with was usually the most daily "exercise" in his youth.
To be honest, when it comes to actual wizard combat, he can even be said to be stronger than most Aurors and dark wizard strikers.
Looking ahead at the entire street shrouded in dust and fog, Aberforth did not pause.
He knew that the bombardment of huge rocks just now might not be able to eliminate all the combat effectiveness of those dark wizards, so he just waited for the larger rocks to fall to the ground, and immediately rushed into the smoke and dust that was flying all over the sky.
"Fainted—"
"Expelliarmus!"
"... shattered to pieces!"
"The strength is relaxed and the strength is released!"
Aberforth naturally knows the technique of silent spells, but he has always been a power supremacist. In order to make each of his spells faster, stronger, and more powerful, he usually chants the incantation of each spell aloud as much as possible during battle.
Moreover, his fighting style is often more informal than others...
"Um?"
Suddenly, Aberforth, who was running rampant in the smoke, noticed that two dark wizards were pointing their wands at him at the same time. It can be seen that the two people, one close and one far away, are in two completely opposite positions, which puts him in a dilemma for a while.
"Lock the tongue and seal the throat!"
However, Aberforth still didn't hesitate at this moment.
He saw him casting a simple sealing spell first, temporarily interrupting the black wizard in the distance from casting a spell. At the same time, he strode towards the one closer to him without looking back. Beside one person.
When the other party was almost about to cast a spell, Aberforth didn't even have the intention to recite the spell. He just raised his right hand holding the wand, pushed away the opponent's wand rather roughly, and then "passed" his old fist to that person's cheek.
"boom!"
With a heavy blow, the dark wizard was knocked out by him.
There is no doubt that Aberforth, who is as tall as Professor Dumbledore and has tendons that look like Hagrid, is quite strong. This physical version of the disarming spell would definitely be much more severe than Maka's when used here.
"Everything is petrified."
Just knocking someone down was not enough, so when he dodged to avoid the magic spell coming from behind, Aberforth also conveniently sent another full-body binding spell to the opponent, and then turned to face the next enemy.
But now, the dust in the nearby area has finally settled, revealing a street that was completely messed up by the "rock rain" just now.
"Oh! This is really cruel! And the use of the combination spell just now... Kingsley, I think it is very valuable for reference and learning!"
At a window on the second floor of the Leaky Cauldron, listening to Sirius's evaluation of Aberforth's battle outside, Kingsley immediately shook his head.
"Perhaps in a relatively open place, but in a city like this... if you are not afraid of accidental injury!" He said, "Obviously, Aberforth's control over various magic spells is definitely more conspicuous than it appears on the surface. The destructive power is even more powerful!"
"And you have the guts!" Tonks leaned behind the two of them and couldn't help but add in a low voice, "If I were the one, even if I had the control, I would never dare to let Muggles live in such a vicinity. There are so many big rocks thrown down the street!”
When Sirius heard this, he couldn't help but shrugged, and then shouted downstairs:
"Aberforth—be careful at the door! There's a madman in that flame stronger than the others—"
Originally, he and Kingsley planned to ask Aberforth to leave here and hide for a while. After all, there were indeed many dark wizards outside. But now seeing how fierce the bearded old man was, the two of them naturally came up with the idea of letting each other hold on for a little while longer.
Because they knew that Li Huo Ping's flame would go out on its own in a minute or two. When the time comes, they rush out to provide support, and maybe they can clear out all those dark wizards.
You know, there may be fewer enemies in other places outside than here, but it may not be safe anywhere. If Aberforth could be brought in earlier to join them, it would obviously be a good thing for both parties.
…
"In the flames?"
Not far away, a dark wizard whose leg was pinned under a boulder but still wanted to cast a spell to attack him knocked him unconscious. Only then did Aberforth look back at the door of the Leaky Cauldron.
The bright blue flames in front of the door were still lingering endlessly, and it was so dazzling from his side that not even half a person could be seen.
However, Sirius will naturally not aim at nothing. Hearing the reminder from the window upstairs, Aberforth began to pay attention to the movement of the flames.
However, while Aberforth was entangled with the dark wizards outside and watched secretly for a long time, he found that only the flames were swaying over there and no one came out.
Could it be that the sound of a huge boulder hitting the ground just now didn't attract the other party's attention
"If you can't hear, is that still a 'madman'? Let me see, you are deaf!"
After dodging a curse, Aberforth curled his lips and muttered, and then actually took the initiative to cast an explosion curse into the blue flame that was gradually turning from strong to weak.
"boom-"
"Why!"
When Kingsley, who had been looking down from upstairs, saw him, he almost wanted Aberforth to restrain himself - after all, the Aurors and Strikers downstairs were still supporting the protective spell!
This explosive spell will undoubtedly increase their pressure.
However, considering that Aberforth was still fighting, and that he was still fighting with the danger of one enemy being outnumbered, Kingsley resisted and did not say that, and just continued to assist Aberforth from a distance with Sirius from time to time. few times.
Needless to say, Aberforth's explosive spell finally succeeded in blasting out the mad wizard who was bathed in flames just now and was focused on dealing with the magic barrier.
Yes, it was really "exploded"!
Just as the remaining blue flames were scattered and splashing, a figure was also blown out from the side by the impact of the explosion, and rolled heavily to the side.
However, just an ordinary explosion spell would not cause too much harm to the mad wizard who had already strengthened himself with some unknown power.
The next moment, Aberforth, Kingsley and others upstairs saw that the opponent who had rolled and fell to the side quickly got up again.
It was obvious that the mad wizard was aroused and he immediately rushed towards Aberforth. Its running speed seems to be much higher than that of ordinary people, and its movements also appear to be more flexible.
"Is this guy transformed from a rabbit?"
Although he did not forget to mutter a few words, Aberforth's reaction was not slow either. Seeing that the other party was still far away from him, he first cast a spell with his backhand to force a dark wizard to retreat. Then he pointed his wand forward and said calmly:
"There are many obstacles!"
As soon as this obstacle spell fell in front of the opponent, Aberforth discovered that the effect on the opponent was much lower than normal. Even if the guy slowed down the approach a little, he was quickly separated from the opponent. The effective range of the obstacle spell is increased.
And almost in the next second, a green light that was still extremely dazzling in the gray mist suddenly erupted from the tip of his staff, making Aberforth's heart tremble.
No matter how unscrupulous Aberforth's temper was, he couldn't help but realize that he might have underestimated the guy he blasted out of the flames.
It seemed that what Sirius said about "stronger" was indeed no exaggeration.
"Flocks of birds—"
While summoning a flock of birds to face the opponent's killing curse, Aberforth seemed to have eyes behind him. He took a few steps sideways to avoid a curse approaching him from behind.
Immediately afterwards, he raised his hand again and threw another explosive spell forward.
But this time, his target was not the madman's body, but the ground in front of him.
"Bang!"
Before the magic spell comes into contact with a physical object, it is naturally much easier to avoid it, but after the explosion is triggered, it will be very difficult for the opponent to hide.
It seemed that Aberforth immediately realized the possibility of evading the curse after seeing the opponent's nimbleness and speed when running. Therefore, he cleverly chose an attack method that caused lower damage but was more difficult to dodge.
What's more, the first blow proved that the damage the explosion spell could cause to that guy was actually not that big.
Immediately, seeing the aftermath of the explosion affecting the other party again, Aberforth's next spell was released.
He only saw the blown masonry fragments still in the air, but they were condensed into one piece by his transformation technique combined with the floating spell, and then he smashed them mercilessly on the fallen mad wizard.
If it hits hard this time... I wonder if that guy's physical defense is as strong as his defense against magic spells
Aberforth was looking forward to it.