The old man casually split the vines that attacked him, he didn't even turn his body, he slashed out with a backhand, and the sword wind containing magic power had already split the spell of the attack, and then he turned his head, but there was no trace of anger on his face, but with a bit of joy, for him who was looking for a successor, Allen's strength was stronger

"Little ghost, I'll teach you a lesson - it's best not to pronounce the name of the spell out loud when attacking, although some people think it will be a little more imposing to do so, but it's definitely - "

Before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by a sudden explosion, and the saplings gathered at his feet chose to boom without a pause after reaching the soles of his feet. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

When the first sapling exploded, the old man finally managed to pull out of the explosion, and with a flash of his figure, he appeared not far away, although the clothes on his body were blackened by the explosion, but he was not injured.

However, just as he was relieved, Allen, who was standing in the doorway, snapped his fingers with his left hand, and then a violent explosion came from him—the seeds had already stuck to him from the explosion.

In the midst of a puff of smoke, the old man's figure appeared, only to become quite funny, his beard was blown off a small half, the hair on his head was coming out from time to time, and the clothes on his body were completely destroyed into beggar's clothes, just a broken bowl and a stick.

Alan shook his head and turned away - no thick-skinned person would have the courage to say such a stupid thing as taking the other party as an apprentice.

Before he could step out of the store, the old man's unconvinced voice came-"Little ghost, you won, but twenty years ago, you would never have beaten me." ”

Alan didn't look back, he raised the sword in his hand, and there was no trace of mockery in his voice: "Yes, indeed, so I took this sword - I think I can get more from it." ”

The old man was speechless, apparently acquiescing.

After more than ten minutes, he suddenly came to his senses: "The little bastard took all the things away without giving him a single Galleon, I don't even know what his name is!"

It's a pity that Allen has long disappeared without a trace at this moment - just kidding, he took so many things in one breath and didn't give the money, and when he left, he pretended to be forced and didn't run and waited to be caught?

Unbeknownst to the hurried departure, Alan was that shortly after he left the shop, three witches with hurried expressions walked into the shop.

The man at the head held a crystal ball that was huge and natural in his hand, and this crystal ball floated in the air under the influence of magic power, shining a white light at the door of this storefront.

The person dragging the crystal ball nodded at the two companions, indicating that this was the place, and then the other two directly took out their wands, looking ready to do it.

The moment the three of them pushed open the door of the shop, the three well-informed witches couldn't help but open their mouths at the same time - because at this moment, the shop, which was also considered a little famous in the mouths of many wizards, was completely like it had been demolished.

Alan didn't have his hands tied when he started, although the things didn't damage much, but the items that were knocked over and disrupted were naturally countless, and the things inside were originally very chaotic, so they naturally became a mess.

The old man, who had lost a lot of Galleons and was beaten by fat, had just changed his clothes at the moment, and his hair had been simply processed, but the beard that had just been burned off obviously couldn't grow so quickly, after all, the old man could only be regarded as half a wizard at most.

In this case, it is natural for the old man to be in a bad mood, so he unceremoniously snorted from his nose: "I'm sorry, it's closed today, you guys go out!"

The witch who followed the man with the crystal ball to the left stepped forward - "We're not here to buy something, we're here to capture an important target, and the divination shows that you are likely to be the target's hiding place, say, where are you hiding?"

The old man, who was using his meager magic to try to fix the real or fake treasures, suddenly became angry, and he pointed to his face: "You mean--I'm a Tibetan?"

He grinned: "Okay, I'm a Tibetan, what's the matter, do you still dare to search my shop?"

"Do you !! you know whose order it is?"

"I don't care who you are! Even when the Minister of Magic came, he wouldn't dare search my shop!!"

In response, two pale blue spells hit the old man directly, which he easily blocked with his hand, and then he shook his hand: "Is that all there is to it? I thought that the young people nowadays could crush us old bones into the garbage heap, it seems that it is not that I have become weak, but that kid is too perverted - but this is good news, although the old man is very unhappy." ”

Just when the words were just spoken, the old man dodged, slashed out with both hands and knives, and the magic formed with special properties directly cut the water blue protective shields of the two witches who were doing it like cutting paper, and then the hand knives fell, and the two were stunned at the same time.

"Tsk, the old man is still not old, that little ghost can have the upper hand because he is too insidious. He muttered to himself as he used a dexterity in his hand, and the two fainted witches were easily thrown to the door.

Then his eyes were fixed on the remaining witch: "What about you, little soothsayer, are you going to get out of the house yourself or will the old man throw you out?"

His eyes were not murderous, and his face was full of smiles, but the soothsayer holding the crystal ball trembled - the two people who had just been easily thrown out by the old man were not ordinary wizards, although they were not as powerful as the Aurors, but there was no problem at all in sending five or six normal level wizards, but in front of this old man, he didn't even survive two moves.

She trembled to the door, and then remembered her mission: "Do you know who our employer is?

The old man angrily disappeared a vine summoned by Allen on the ground, leaving only a butt for the other party - "I don't bother to care who he is, I told you, the Minister of Magic is here in person, and you have to be polite in my little shop!"

"Okay, you wait!" the soothsayer woke up his two companions, and hurried away, leaving the old man there to tidy up, full of doubts.

"Strange? Which kid is wanted? How dare you do it here?" he subconsciously touched his beard, thinking about whether to give the little ghost a wave of support, and then found that it didn't feel right.

"Cut, I'll take care of him! Just that perverted little ghost, this is not his trouble, it's completely the trouble of the person who wants him!"