Theoretically, there is almost no upper limit to the number of soul gatherers that can be born in this demon summoning ritual. As long as the sorcerer preparing the ritual can find someone with the right magic strength as a carrier, this kind of collector who captures the soul "nutrients" for the ritual can be produced one after another.

However, in this day and age, plus Helbo can only be called a "newcomer". Under the internal and external constraints of Maca and the International Federation of Wizards some time ago, it is obviously not easy to find enough carriers.

Forty-two!

Under the pretext of accepting apprentices, Helmo recruited a total of forty-two talented young wizards under his command, which allowed him to have forty-two collectors in this ceremony.

To be honest, this is really not a lot, and it is not even a little enough. What's more, it takes time to transform these nominal "apprentices" into collectors one by one.

Unfortunately, even if there are only forty-two black-eyed wizards in this London city at most, it is enough to set off a terrible disaster for modern society.

These guys are all agile, have a clear sense of combat, have extremely fast reactions, and also have the strange ability to manipulate that black unknown substance, which can be described as being able to advance and retreat, and be good at attacking and defending.

Even if Harry doesn't have much of a problem with the previous one now, if he plays against two at the same time...... No matter how much he insists on his courage, I'm afraid he can only put escape in the first place.

So he is now glad that he still chose to act with Charlie in the end.

"Someone sneaked up!"

This thought flashed quickly in his heart, and the hot feeling on his scalp showed that he had narrowly picked up a small life with this pounce just now.

But that's not all, there's no reason for the enemy to attack him once and then stop.

So when Harry fell to the ground, he turned over decisively, and hurriedly left the position where he had fallen.

Sure enough, the next moment he opened it, another extremely sharp black thorn slammed into the ground, barely sinking more than half of the road!

If he had hesitated for half a second, he would have been firmly nailed to the middle of the street by now.

However, it was precisely because of this turn that he was finally able to see the situation behind him clearly, and saw that another black-eyed wizard was staring straight at him with his ink-black eyes, and the third and fourth black thorns were ready to attack.

Thinking that there was someone else behind him, Harry could only give up the idea of rushing forward for the time being, and instantly got up and ran a few steps to the side, opening up the distance from the other party.

It's just that, don't forget that there is also a Charlie in the air who controls a fire dragon.

"Roar"

Harry, who had just dodged from the spot, soon heard a dragon's roar, followed by a large flame falling from the sky, and Charlie's shouts on the dragon's back:

"Harry, keep running! Beware of Dragon's Breath"

When Harry heard this, he took out the broomstick he had put back and stepped on it with a spun turn.

"Bang bang!"

Just as he rode his broomstick into the sky, two black thorns fell into the air again, stuck on the ground.

Harry was undoubtedly at home on a broomstick, and although he had trained to fly for Quidditch in the past, the Seeker's skills were also extremely useful when used in combat.

I saw him crouching on the handle of his broomstick, and when he accelerated even once, he flew with a technical movement that was not directed so that the black-eyed wizard below who still wanted to continue firing the blackthorn attack could not catch his movements at all.

This technique was originally used by Seekers to influence the judgment of the opposing batsman on the field, but it was also effective to avoid Blackspur's attack at this time.

Charlie, who was riding on the fire dragon not far away, couldn't help but nod his head again and again, he was the chaser and captain of the Gryffindor team before he graduated, and he also led the house team at that time to win the Quidditch Silver Cup.

In terms of Quidditch talent, he was no worse than Harry.

"Harry," Suddenly, seeing Charlie's thoughts, he said loudly, "Attention, Pokov's trick!" ”

Below, there was a sea of fire, and the two black-eyed wizards both left the ground and flew into the air. He reached out and patted Nobeta on the neck, allowing it to carry himself directly towards the two enemies at once.

And Harry, after hearing Charlie's tactical reminder, flew over with a flick of the broom handle.

It must be said that in the face of the black thorn attack of the black-eyed wizard, even the fire dragon with exceptionally hard leather armor still had to deal with it carefully. When Charlie found out that the other party had condensed the black thorn and shot at Nobeta under him, he immediately patted the side of Nobetta's neck again.

Although no one has heard of whether there was such a combat profession as "Fire Dragon Knight" in ancient times, if there were, maybe such a partner should be like Charlie and Nobeta at this time, right?

The intelligent fire dragon and the knight who are adapted to flying cooperate with each other, and it will definitely make the air combat ability skyrocket.

Seeing that after Noberta understood Charlie's intentions, he immediately flipped his body and rolled to the side in a position, accurately avoiding the two black thorns that were flying rapidly.

Immediately after, Nobeta spat out another mouthful of dragon breath, forcing the two black-eyed wizards to lower their bodies to avoid the burning of the flames.

In just a few seconds, the two sides did not get farther apart because of their respective dodges, but got closer because of the rapid sprint.

Lookingly, Nobeta is about to collide with those two guys.

The opponent has extremely sharp black thorns, even if it is a fire dragon, it is a disadvantage to fight at close range. I could see that there were already several more black thorns in front of the man, and they all shot towards this side.

But at this moment, Charlie suddenly picked up the barb on Lanobetata's neck again, and shouted:

"Turn back!"

To be honest, Charlie's words Nobeta actually didn't want to listen to them, she was a fire dragon after all, and she was also a Norwegian backboneback dragon with a warlike nature no less than that of the Hungarian wasp. But after only a slight hesitation, she still flapped her wings, rolled over and flew backwards.

Nobeta's huge body left in an instant, revealing Harry, who had been following him since just now.

The dragon's size was such that the two black-eyed wizards barely needed to take aim, and they preferred to hit Nobeta's wings.

But when Nobeta got out of the way almost as soon as they shot the spurs, Harry was much less exposed.

At that moment, Harry, who had sprinted out on a broomstick, had almost passed through several black thorns, and the Gryffindor sword in his hand had naturally shimmered with a cold silver light.

In less than a second, the two sides passed by, and the two enemies who were deceived by Charlie and Harry's "Pokov Trick" could not react quickly and failed to make an effective defense.

The next moment, Charlie, who was riding Nobeta into the sky, turned around, and saw a shocking blood bloom in the air with blood spurting out.

He looked closely, and the sword was the one on the left, and the opponent's body was almost cut off by Harry's waist, and only a small half of it was still attached.

"Hiss"

Seeing this, Charlie couldn't help but gasp Although he was an almost undying enemy, such a scene still made people's scalps tingle in the end.

The other party has suffered such a serious injury, if it is not treated, it is obvious that he will not survive. When Harry, who was passing by the two of them, also looked back, he saw the black-eyed wizard falling straight to the ground, but not as closely as Charlie.

"It's a pity."

Since he could only cut one person at a time, Harry didn't feel a little sorry.

Although the splash of blood was enough to make his eyelids jump slightly, after several battles during this time, he already had a lot of resistance to the red eye.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Harry felt a chill on his side. He hurriedly reached out and touched it, but found that his robe had been scratched at some point, and even his skin was exposed.

Could it be that when he killed one person just now, the other party also gave him a bit?

After realizing that he was not injured, Harry breathed a small sigh of relief, the speed of both sides had actually been mentioned to the fastest, and in an instant, he really didn't realize that he was almost injured.

But at this moment, in the mist not far away, another invisible figure shook his head gently.

“…… Harry, this guy was too careless. ”