Moody's is down!

That mad-eye Moody, who could have made a dark wizard flee by his name alone, has fallen!

However, he was not struck down by Maca's spell.

Just as the second flame of the Stuna Charm broke through the Iron Armor Spell and burst out with dazzling light, just as the third flame was about to meet the head-on blow, Moody took the initiative to raise his head and fall down with the impact of the second firelight.

The third flash of fire almost brushed the ends of Moody's messy hair.

This thrilling blow, it missed!

It's just that falling to the ground in a battle is not terrible, but losing the rhythm of the battle is the most terrible.

Although Moody fell heavily on the stage, he did not show the slightest hesitation. I saw him stretch his crutches and quickly roll around.

"Divided!"

In the next second, the position where he was originally located exploded, and for a while, sawdust flew and people couldn't help but feel a chill.

"Why do you want to pronounce a silent mantra when you can use a silent mantra? Are you underestimating me? By this time, Moody had already stood up and yelled at Maca with an unhappy expression.

Maca shrugged her shoulders, and without saying a word, she waved her wand, and the thick planks that had just exploded flew up, whistling in the wind and heading straight for Moody.

"Humph!"

Moody snorted coldly, raised his hand and waved his wand violently, and the planks exploded again, turning into finer sawdust spikes, and shooting towards Maca at a faster speed.

This kind of fast-paced back-and-forth attack is all about speed and reaction. If you give the opponent time to add another spell, the other player will immediately fall into passivity.

Moody's move to zero was apparently a way to limit Maca's movement to dodge attacks and get out of the fast pace. It can be seen that Moody is quite confident in the reflexes he has cultivated over many years of fighting.

As for Maka, he doesn't really have a lot of combat experience. However, he is strong in those unusual ideas and highly targeted exercises.

In the face of fast attack, the average wizard's response is usually to counter the countless wooden spikes in time, or simply rely on defensive spells to get out of this almost attrition rhythm as soon as possible.

But everyone was surprised to see that although Maca stretched out her wand, she didn't cast any spells to deal with it. To everyone, it seems that he is ...... In a daze?

What is he doing here? Waiting to be nailed by those wooden thorns and covered in bloody holes?

It's close! It's closer! It's so close that no one can imagine that he can fight back in any way.

With the screams of the little wizards in the audience, those extremely fast and terrifying wooden thorns directly nailed all over Maca's body, and the remaining wooden thorns were accompanied by a series of fierce sounds, and they were stuck on the ground in pieces.

In a moment of horror, Moody's reacted very quickly. I saw that his magic eye was turning rapidly, and his pupils suddenly turned into the eye sockets.

And his feet were not idle, and almost at the same time, he had already made a gesture of turning.

However, it was a little late to react at this point. I saw a phantus swaying behind him, and a wand gently rested on his shoulder.

There was another burst of surprise with a shocking exclamation, and the little wizards all exchanged their eyes back and forth between the "two" maca, and soon some of the students who reacted quickly took the lead in understanding the situation and whispered exchanges.

“…… The tactics are wonderful, and the Transfiguration is even more superb...... No wonder you invite Minerva to be your dance partner. Moody said coldly, "First disturb my magic eye with the heat of the flames, and then use the subtle transfiguration and the sneak attack of the Stun Charm to attract my attention, so that I didn't realize that you have come to my back with the Illusion Charm......"

"Because I've noticed that you seem to have developed a dependence on the MONOCULUS," Maka said, taking her wand away, shrugging her shoulders, "but seriously, that's a good thing!" I understand this very well! ”

"But...... I didn't say the battle was over! Moody's wand suddenly came out from under his armpit, and a flash of fire burst out almost against Maca's chest.

With a bang, the flames flew in all directions, and an invisible stone slab showed a silhouette in front of Maca.

Maca smiled at Moody, who had turned back, and then turned unscathed under the other's gaze, standing to the side with a calm expression.

At the same time, the figure of the "other Maca" not far away twisted, turned into a robe and floated down, and was summoned back into her hand by Maca with a wave of her wand.

"Ahem...... Moody coughed dryly, and pointed directly at the little wizards in the audience with his wand, "See them all?" In fact, the 'Three Unforgivable Curses' are forbidden only because they are evil...... Most other dark arts, including those of the rest of the world, can have immeasurable and terrible effects on oneself and others! Because they will unconsciously erode the body, mind and soul of the caster. And ordinary spells may not be ......"

While the little wizards were still in the wonderful battle just now, Moody struck while the iron was hot to warn and guide everyone, and by the way, he also explained the battle just now in detail.

Although Moody only came to teach for a year at Dumbledore's invitation, and more so to protect the students. But when he was a professor, he was still quite conscientious and responsible.

In his philosophy, everyone should rely on their own strength to protect themselves and even those around them, rather than relying on the strength of others to protect themselves.

When he finished saying everything that should be said, the other three warriors practiced well under Moody's "sparring".

But it was clear that Hermione was not in a state, and several times Moody knocked her wand off, causing the old man to unceremoniously scold.

"Hey! Professor...... Just say a few words. Maca whispered.

Moody glared at him impatiently, but didn't reprimand him any further.

In the end, this three-school exchange class ended in the rotation of the young wizards, and it can be seen that this special class is very popular with everyone, and the effect is really good.

Because of this, Moody's popularity among young wizards has increased a lot.

As for Maca, who made another big splash in the communication class, she was even more suspicious that it was actually Dumbledore's idea. Could it be that Dumbledore really intended to train him to be the heir to the headmastership?

The thought of being locked up in the principal's office all day to deal with all sorts of things made Maca shudder.

“…… No matter what it is, go get some sleep first! ”

……

In the evening, in an alley in the village of Hogsmeade.

“…… Mr. McLean, are you really going to go alone? Tarino asked, stunned.

Moody didn't come with him tonight.

Perhaps, in his opinion, Maca is clearly good enough. And this test naturally turned into a task assigned to him alone.

This is the first official mission after the restart of the "Order of the Phoenix".

That's right, the Order of the Phoenix, an organization that was founded by Dumbledore during the First Wizarding War and secretly accomplished a lot of great things, has once again been reactivated under Dumbledore's leadership.

And Maca, too, has joined...... Well, it was "been" to join the once obscure, but courageous fight against Voldemort.

"I'm just going to find out." Maca shrugged her shoulders and said, "You don't have to go this time, continue to help me keep an eye on the previous targets!" Honestly, you're the one there......"

"Of course, you've already paid for it, and we'll have to do a good job." Tarino said, and ran away without a trace.

It's no wonder that he, the werewolf side is really not easy to deal with. Even if you just sneak in and investigate, it will take a lot of work.

Those wolf guys are very good at counter-reconnaissance, and once they find something, their action is terrifyingly high. After all, they are all a group of violent villains, but they can't be treated as a group of huskies, and generally few people go to find them unhappy.

According to information received by Tarino, the group of werewolves were a different kind of murderous people, and had been hiding in a speakeasy in the Muggle world for the past few days.

There are still a few days left before the next Full Moon, and even if they transform, they will not be as powerful as the forced transformation during the Full Moon. For Maca, this is actually a good opportunity.

At this moment, while secretly complaining that he could never be perfect in apparition, he put on a phantom charm and flew across a broomstick to a downtown in London......

For those who love London's nightlife, there are different classes of people who have different kinds of fun.

In the north of London, Canada Street, which is still lit up at night, is frequented by citizens who want to relax at night.

The old brick and concrete walls are lined with food stalls, and the smell of various aromas mixed with alcohol runs between everyone's mouth and nose, luring people to pull out the pounds in their pockets again and again.

And on an even smaller street next door to this fiery food street, colorful neon lights flicker with unbearable light pollution, dyeing everything on the street a dim and distorted gesture.

More of a row of places to attract customers at night, and the unique obscure air here seems to lead everyone who strays here into the abyss of erosion.

Maca stepped out from behind a low, two-story building and patted her Muggle costume before looking up.

"Hey! Little brother, is this your first time here? Why don't you let my sister take you to a fun place? ”

A strange smell of inferior perfume came from behind Maca, a pungent smell that made him feel as if he had returned to Snape's potions preparation room, familiar and confusing.

"Sister...... You perfume...... How many pounds a bottle? Maca asked without changing her face.