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So, just as the smashed sand had calmed down a little and they could see, Ilvermorny's gang noticed something different—when the attack had receded, the sand balls had not been knocked off several layers of sand, but had been carved into a new image like a boulder meeting a sculptor.

The unformed sand ball looks like a human at the moment, although it is not lifelike, but it can already be recognized, it can be called a sand soldier, and in the hands of these sand soldiers, the spearhead at the very top of the spear condensed with yellow sand seems to be made of precious stones, and the cold light reflected from time to time tells people that his sharpness is at the same time, the powerful magic fluctuations on it are also terrifying.

"Damn - what is this! Is this a Transfiguration statue or a magically manipulated puppet?" the seven sand soldiers startled each other - the previous attack was not only like tickling them, but also made people wonder if it was just a wave of magical attacks that made these guys do it.

No, they guessed it was only from the wizarding world's point of view - Professor McGonagall used it to guard the Philosopher's Stone, and Dumbledore used it to fight Voldemort. But today's thing is not just a simple puppet, but a sand soldier who contains the will to fight of Shurima soldiers.

With the gentle swing of Alan's wand, the whitening sand on the ground began to dry and yellow rapidly from the ground where he was standing at his feet, and at the same time, a wind blew up as the environment changed - the difference was that it did not smell like a sea breeze and was wet, but rather dry as if it was going to take away the moisture from the surface of human skin.

In the midst of this sandstorm, the wizard at the front on the opposite side couldn't help but shout: "Defend against this wind!

Unfortunately, it was a little too late - at the same time as the wind blew, the bodies of the seven sand soldiers disappeared into the wind at the same time, and when they reappeared, they were already on the other side's flanks - hundreds of sand flew like swords from the land where they had been and towards the place where they had dedicated themselves again, and the wizard who shouted at the beginning had already broken one of his arms directly by the sand in the moment of scrambling to block the wind, and it was still the hand holding the wand.

One of them was in the middle of the face, and the wizard on the opposite side fell directly.

But that was just the beginning, as the Sand Soldier's spears were all stuck in the sand.

A visible bulge slammed from the ground towards the Ilvermorny wizards, and then exploded through the crowd - for a moment, a cloud of sand covered the inside of the shield they had used to ward off the sand.

This wave of attacks was directly put on one-third of the enemy.

When the sand cleared and the shield was forced to open, Charried's face looked unpleasant—the strength of the other party exceeded his expectations.

While the remaining wizards hurriedly pulled away their seriously injured friend and joined forces to lay a larger shield, Alan plunged his hands directly into the sand.

The huge sand began to stir and stir like the surface of the sea, and then small whirlpools formed in the sand. At first, the extremely small vortex did not spread out in the sand, and the speed became faster and faster, and even gave people the obvious feeling that anyone who was involved in it would be crushed.

Then, with a slight push of Allen's hand, the huge vortex swam rapidly in the sand, quickly squeezing towards the opponent's shield - this wave, Allen was ready to end the battle.

To Allen's surprise, the shield shattered much faster than he had imagined - the seemingly stable shield was as fragile as a piece of paper, shattering at the slightest touch, as if no one was guarding it.

Strange - the other party is giving up?

Eren was ready to put away some of his strength—just shoot and knock him down, but not kill.

The other party didn't have a deep grudge against him, he couldn't kill so many people at once, and doing so would put the handle on the Aurors - for now, the two sides were a deal, and when the time came, the handle would fall into the hands of others, and he couldn't explain it. Besides, kill for that money - is he there?

Not to mention Alan himself - even Mr. Auror was reluctant to kill so many people.

Because just as Eren broke the shield, Mr. Auror shouted among himself: "Don't kill them!

At the behest of his employer and his own thoughts, Alan stopped, and the vortex stopped when he broke through the defenses.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Mr. Auror stepped forward a few steps behind Alan, he was afraid that Eren would kill them all too hard - although the other party was aimed at him, his position meant that he must not do this.

As an Auror, his greatest wish was to see the wizarding world he served grow stronger—which is why he had come all the way to take power.

Although the gang in front of him did not hesitate to kill the four men, he still couldn't let the other party die—after sacrificing such a group of people, Ilvermorny was completely out of control.

After losing so many professors, the school will delay the growth of wizards for at least seven years or more, not to mention that the death of these people will directly lead to the loss of most of the high-end power in the American wizarding world, and South America is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

Moreover, the British Ministry of Magic, the de jure superior of the U.S. Ministry of Magic, has always been obsessed with this huge market, so although the other party wants to kill him, Mr. Auror must protect the other party.

Once Eren kills them all, he really is a sinner for the ages.

It's a pity that the other party doesn't understand his kindness.

At the moment when he pounced, several dark green spells slammed down from the center - the Unforgivable Curse, Avada Demanded His Life.

The strongest weapon for wizards to fight.

There is only one Harry Potter ever able to stand up to it.

The opponent gave up all his defenses, and even sacrificed some wizards, just to preserve his strength and use a nidal blow at the moment when the opponent was most relaxed - it didn't matter if the spell was illegal or not.

Fortunately, with Alan, the seven sand soldiers crashed straight into Mr. Auror, who rushed to the front to check.

Although the Avada Curse succeeded in destroying the Sand Soldiers, they had previously completed their mission - Mr. Auror was rescued after a long period of delay.

Very well - I wasn't going to kill anyone.

Allen's face turned a little blue, and he was ready to do it.

However, his footsteps were held back - Mr. Auror hugged Allen's legs, the corners of his mouth still had blood from the impact, and an ugly smile on his face: "And kill them, for the sake of our friendship." ”

There was a moment of hesitation, and then, the magic power fluctuated - all the other party's phantoms shifted.

Eren looked at the Aurors, shook his head, put away his wand, and gave up on the chase.