Oki is a dark wizard - or rather, he is called a dark wizard.

He had always denied this name - he was just a wizard whose robes had turned white, so why should he be called a dark wizard?

He was nothing more than an outcast from the school called Mahoutokoro, and such a man took up almost all of their organization—at first, he spurned all these betrayers, and when his pink robe faded all its colors, along with the panic, there was a realization in his heart that he had been wronged!

In this realization, he showed his figure, ignored the classmates in the hot spring, rushed directly through the screaming locker room, knocked down several seniors at the door who came to block the door after hearing the news, and successfully escaped from the place where the professors were in the group activity on campus before the professors came to arrest him - fortunately, he was not in the school that day, otherwise he really wouldn't have been able to escape.

After running out on the spur of the moment, he found himself finished.

Of course, he was wanted - although the amount was not high, and even the bounty hunters would not pay for it, but it still meant that he was rejected by normal wizarding society.

It meant that he lost his job, his social interactions, and the land of his life - a pain that a wizard could not bear.

Unless he was going to live like a Muggle and forget about wizarding altogether, he could be found by the Ministry of Magic at any time and sent to prison - to make matters worse, it was entirely possible that an Auror would kill him with a single spell during the arrest, which is in accordance with wizarding law in Japan.

He had cheered for the prisoners to be killed, but now he had no thought of it.

However, for wizards, it was unthinkable for wizards to fully integrate into Muggle life - Spotted or Wormtail would rather survive on rat food than be far away from wizarding society and into the Muggles they considered savages.

Thankfully, he was eventually saved—by the leader of their current organization.

Although he lost his freedom of movement, he was able to read the Daily Prophet, study magic books, and even rely on polyjuice potions to go out for a few days a month while acting in groups, even if he was under supervision, but it was enough—especially after being rescued from the Aurors.

In the words of their leader, this was a necessary act to keep the Order secretive—for they were kept warm by huddles, but such a goal was more valuable to the Aurors and the Bounty Hunters, and if they were not careful, they would be destroyed.

Although he didn't understand it, he didn't want to lose it anymore because he was fed and clothed, and he only needed to complete the manufacture of some things to be able to do what he wanted to do in the base, and he didn't understand what the leader said about taking revenge on the damn school—how could such a huge school and the Ministry of Magic be easily destroyed?

Even if he didn't understand anything, he still didn't lose his trust - just today, when the leader went out, he gave him the task of guarding the base: "Tony-kun, this time, the task of guarding our homeland is entrusted to you!

yes – this is their last home.

So, even when Kenjun, as the leader of the team, changed his old rules and tried to kill them instead of using a memory erasing spell on those who strayed - after all, if this place was scattered, he didn't know where to go.

As for the dark arts - he's all dark wizards, so what's the matter?

As the green spell erupted from his wand, he said to himself, "Don't blame my child, this is our last home—blame you for pushing us so hard that we won't even have our last place to live." ”

Eight spells to kill two hairy children, or Avada to kill - the best possibility is to leave a whole corpse, the worst possibility is to have no bones.

Today, however, there was a deviation in this matter - eight spells, one missed.

With a deep crater in the ground, their two targets appeared in another place after a bang - speed is something that has a lot to do with strength, especially when their size is not affected.

Just as Alan was about to make a move, the originally leisurely Tiebs suddenly stood up, the flames ignited directly on it, and its height began to explode, and before the remaining wizards could react, the bear paws with flames had already been slapped down fiercely - even if they were protected in time, they were still not left with scum.

There was no scum left in the true sense, and under the flames on the surface of Tibbs's body, two large black pits appeared on the surface, and a cloud of white mist directly drifted away.

Then, with another sweep, the three wizards were directly shot away, and even lost their breath of life in the flight.

What's the situation? So weak?

Alan can easily see that the reason why the other party was easily beaten like this by Tibbes is not that Tiebs is too strong, but that they are too weak, just like the most ordinary wizards, who have not learned combat skills at all, and even Alan dares to say that the eight Avada will kill him, even if he hits him, he will have a little nosebleed at most.

The villain is so easy to be a villain these days?

It's easier than bullying your classmates at school - at least the Slytherin ambush won't be idle that much, and it's completely prepared for others.

The only one with a little combat effectiveness was the one who spoke first - he was a short general, and he could block Tibbs so many times that he didn't even have the intention of making a move.

After barely snatching his head and getting his first win, Alan shouted, "Tibbs, stop, stay alive!"

Well, there are two people left, just to make a comparison of confessions.

However, when Tibbs stopped, a rookie suddenly laughed and said, "Dream! Yamagatata-kun, don't worry! I won't give my home to such a person!"

As the sound fell, he swallowed his breath - and then a series of explosions rang out.

When he loses his life, the sealed magic of destruction blows up the base - something the leader gives him before leaving, telling him what to do if someone is going to steal his home.

Well, of course, Ai Ethics vomited blood.

He stared directly at the remaining wizard, his wand pointed at him, "Say something—if you don't have anything, please go see Merlin." ”