When John saw Brooks for the first time, he knew that this was definitely not his kind but shrewd, brave but slightly introverted brother. Although it is probably due to the skill of the spell caster that not many related traces can be seen on the surface, but in terms of the situation in front of me, it is probably...
"The Imperius Curse?"
John stood still behind the Shtabe boy, looking at the figure of Brooks standing at the door at the other end of the corridor, and couldn't help but clenched the dogwood wand in his hand tighter.
Of course, he knew very well that no one would give the answer to this question.
"Um... Hey, do you want to do something?" After a slight pause, John couldn't help but lower his voice and asked, and it was at this moment that he realized that he had not known the name of the alien boy in front of him.
"Of course." The young man said without looking back.
"Well," John nodded immediately after hearing this, but in the next second he hurriedly added, "Brooks was just confused. Just make him faint. Be careful not to let him get too seriously injured!"
"I know."
The young man also nodded slightly and agreed, but then John unexpectedly took a step to the side and gave John the position directly opposite Brooks.
At the moment when John was slightly puzzled, the young man said calmly:
"So the rest is up to you—my fighting style cannot be spared."
"ah?"
John was stunned again when he heard this, but before he could say anything again, the two of them discovered that Brooks on the opposite side had already started to move.
There is no time for them to continue discussing!
"Stay alert, there are enemies in the room behind Brooks... If that guy comes out, I will take action."
When he heard this reminder from the Shitabe boy, John had already stepped forward to meet Brooks who was under the Imperius Curse, and raised the wand in his hand.
He did not try to talk to his brother in front of him again, because he knew that it was almost impossible for a person under the Imperius Curse to break free of his own will, even those Aurors from the Magic Congress who had undergone actual training. There are only a few who can do it, let alone a little wizard who has just entered the second grade this year
Even if Brooks is indeed very good among his peers, it is simply impossible to do it.
Therefore, the next thing he has to do is just take action.
However, compared to the elder brother John, who still hesitates in his heart even though he is mentally prepared, Brooks, as the younger brother who has long been ignorant of the outside world due to the Imperius Curse, obviously needs to be more decisive. Much more.
"Collapse!"
Due to his extremely serious practice and outstanding talent, Brooks was still able to skillfully cast this very beautiful coma spell even in this state. Even because of the emotional purity caused by the Imperius Curse, its power is slightly higher than usual.
Fortunately, in terms of talent, John was no less talented than his younger brother, and he had a natural advantage in terms of age and magic knowledge. He saw that he just flipped the wand backhand and easily blocked the firelight that came through the air. While the light particles reacting to the magic power scattered in all directions, he suddenly started to fight back.
"Chi—"
A crimson arc of light streaked across the corridor between the two people, rushing toward Brooks like lightning—it was a disarming spell. It had the same simple principle but often appeared in wizard duels. It was safe, reliable and powerful.
But how could Brooks, who was being controlled by someone at the moment, have his wand taken away so easily? You must know that the soul-stealing curse is not just about confusion. As long as the caster is powerful enough, he can even control the person under the curse like a puppet within a certain range.
And obviously, the wizard who is controlling Brooks at this moment is not an ordinary character.
"Armor protection."
"Bang!"
As the stream of light scattered in all directions, Brooks reluctantly took over John's disarming spell with the help of the Iron Armor Curse, then took half a step back diagonally, and with a slight release of force, he guided the red light behind him.
Although Brooks himself could not really resist such a strong spell, the wizard standing behind him had rich combat experience and was enough to handle such a "small scene".
Not only that, after putting aside the disarming spell, John even saw more magic radiance emerging from the tip of the wand in Brooks' hand at an extremely fast speed, and the next magic spell fell immediately! The skill of continuously casting spells like this is obviously no longer possessed by Brooks himself, and even John feels a lot of pressure.
"Fluorescence flashes! All are petrified... Oolong comes out of the hole."
Brooks's three consecutive spells had almost no gaps, and these three spells formed a simple but very effective combination extremely cleverly. While the luminous spell flashed with dazzling light, the petrifying spell attacked John under its cover, and a snake was released from the back hand to snake rapidly from the floor.
John had no defense against the initial glowing spell of the wand, but his relatively good psychological quality allowed him to resist the subsequent attack of the petrifying spell. However, the snake swam on the stalls in the corridor with almost no sound. It was actually a bit dangerous when the vision was not restored for a while.
Just when John was thinking about whether to cast a large-scale magic spell to block it first, he heard the sudden sound of wind in his ears, and a "bang" sounded like something hit hard not far ahead. above the ground.
"continue."
The Shitabe boy who had been standing silently behind John from the beginning calmly retracted his extended right arm, his eyes still never left the door at the end of the corridor, and just helped John casually. After a moment, simply let the other person continue his fight.
It's just a small snake that doesn't even have venom glands. To the Shitabe tribe, who usually spend nearly half of their lives in the body of a giant snake, it is simply child's play.
And just in front of the boy, the battle between John and Brooks had continued as he said, and for a while the magic light shone in the corridor. Perhaps it was because John, who had his younger brother as his opponent, was still a little constrained, or perhaps the dark wizard hiding behind Brooks was quite powerful. Due to the ebb and flow of the situation, the battle seemed to be quite stalemate at the moment.
"hiss-"
Sweat gradually appeared on John's forehead. As he secretly gritted his teeth, he suddenly felt that this battle seemed to be much more difficult than when he faced the Obscurus before.