With his yell, Brandi grabbed his wand in both hands and thrust it hard into the dirt of the grass.

Do it all!

"Ultra Demon Spell - Whirlwind Sweep!"

The lines that appeared on the wand shone brightly, and the invisible shockwave centered on the wand spread in the direction of the volcanic bat, and the storm formed by the magic roared underground, and the violent force caused the ground in front of him to rise a full three or four inches high, rolling up the lawn to the roots. Wrapped in grass clippings and dirt, it collided with the volcanic bats that were clinging to the ground at high speed, making a dull popping sound that sounded like a large plastic bag that had been hit by a volley of sticks.

Although Voldemort Bat was reinforced enough to effortlessly navigate through the shockwave, the turf beneath it was not magically tough. In the face of the impact of a typhoon, the whole piece of turf was lifted high and flew weakly in the air. The Voldemort's wide and thin body became the biggest obstacle for it to cross the storm circle, and its unstoppable speed was abruptly curbed, and then it held each other, and then it let out an unwilling hiss, and was blown back by the storm with even more violent momentum, crashing into the jungle on the edge of Beauxbatons Manor.

But Brandi's heart didn't feel relaxed at all, and the 'Storm Charm', which had been strengthened by almost half of his magic power, only gave Brandi less than a minute more reaction time - under his powerful magic perception, the red color, which symbolized extreme danger, had begun to move rapidly in this direction after a short period of stagnation, and Brandi could not use the same technique to delay the movement of Voldemort bats.

He had to run away and take Gabrielle with him.

Brandi quickly turned around and rushed into the broomroom, holding the limp Gabrielle in his arms in the princess's arms, but he soon found that he could not cast any more spells. So he summoned two ropes and tied Gabrielle firmly to his back. After doing all this, he glanced back, and was not surprised to see a dark shadow of a pig rushing towards this side not far away.

Brandi didn't dare to return to the castle, the duel in the dueling arena could end at any time, and once the unaware students came out and saw such a terrifying monster, it would definitely turn into a huge riot! Even if Voldemort seems to have a soft spot for Gabrielle now, it's hard to guarantee that he will suddenly become interested in eating with other students - such as Fleur.

As soon as he remembered that there was such a deadly goblin in the castle, the back of Brandy's head began to hurt again.

What should I do, I can't enter the castle, so where else is there enough terrain and helpers to allow me to maneuver with Voldemort for a while?

(Three years ago, a group of mountain trolls living deep in the Pyrenees appeared to have stupefied on the outskirts of Beauxbatons during their migration...... ）

At this time, Brandi suddenly remembered what Anna had done to him when the school bell rang.

(They couldn't get past the dead wood arch of the school, and in less than half an hour, they were driven away by the two old trees...... ）

Dead Tree Arch...... Yes.

He gripped the handle of his wand, which was a little wet in his hand, felt the fine sweat in his palm, and made up his mind.

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Inside the dueling arena, the atmosphere is being set off to the extreme.

Beauxbatons' fifth-year representative, Fleur Delacour, gracefully moves on the stage, her wand flicks, and the silver spell shatters the protection of Hogwarts sixth-year student Kiana Kaslana, and her opponent can't even put on her protective charm - Fleur just winks at her, and the usually suppressed charm is completely liberated, encroaching on the senior girl's mind, and she stares into Fleur's eyes with a full smile, and then unsurprisingly is robbed of her wand by the disarming charm.

"Winner, Miss Beauxbatons Delacul!"

The narrator jumped up from his chair excitedly, shouting hoarsely. "It's almost unguardable to the mind! Now that Hogwarts is in the most awkward situation, the last contestant, Miss Wendy Mabel, needs to think carefully about her tactical strategy - she will face three Beauxbatons in a row in a near-wheel battle, but the loss of magic will be a big problem, so what will she do? ”

"Well done, Fleur." Madame Maxime approached the contestants and handed Fleur a towel with concern. "It seems that the temporary assault before the game still played a role, and your demon-breaking piercing spell that specializes in protective spells has a good effect, in this case, we should already lock in the victory."

"Actually, I'm not close......" Fleur craned her neck and rubbed her hair, revealing her fair and slightly sweaty skin, and her hoarse voice made the surrounding unrelated crowd a little dizzy. If it weren't for the rogue trick of seduction, which suddenly relieved Kaslana's mind, I would have been knocked out by the stun spell a long time ago. ”

"What does it matter, there is nothing to be ashamed of in the power that belongs to you in the first place. You might as well take advantage of this opportunity to take a break...... "Madame Maxim comforted her with amusement.

Fleur still didn't look happy, or rather, the disappointment and panic on her face as she swept through the audience. "Madame Maxime, I may need to leave—my sister, Gabrielle has just run out to play by herself, and I have asked Miss Spears to look for it, but ...... They haven't come back yet. ”

"Isn't that normal, that rude Hogwarts girl must have been captivated by your sister's breath."

"No, Miss Spears, she ......"

Fleur's eager defense was suddenly interrupted.

"Knock~~~Knock~~~Knock~~~"

There was a long, crisp loud bang in the dueling arena, and the two of them looked back at the same time, and found that the large bell hanging high on the wall, which was connected to the castle's main clock, had actually rung on its own. The noise around it died down in an instant.

"What's going on?" Madame Maxim looked very angry, "This bell is only ringed when there is an emergency!" Now all the teachers and students in the castle are here, who is playing pranks on this important warning tool! Stand up for me! ”

For a long time, no one responded.

A confused voice came from behind her, and Maxim turned around to see that it was a boy in the fifth grade of their school. "Madame, no one has ever touched that clock...... I mean, is this going to be... What's going on outside? You see—"

He timidly pointed to the teacher's seat, where there was no one to be seen.

"Maybe Professor Dekken found something, like the missing cloaked freak or something."

………………

It's a senior sister?! That's great!

In the distance, Brandy, who was running in the direction of the arch of the dead tree, also heard the school bell, and the flame of hope instantly ignited in his almost desperate heart. At this time, the only one who is still wandering in the castle and can send a warning signal will only be Senior Sister Oriana!

She must have seen the storm she had just created outside the castle and found herself in danger before she managed to ring the bell to warn her!

Encouraged, Brandy's pace quickened a few more times, and he ran forward as he panted, waving his wand behind him, creating a wall glowing with magical shimmers. It's only been four or five minutes since he ran, and Brandi's physical strength and magic are almost at the bottom-

Voldemort's speed was so fast that it was difficult to catch it by sight, and almost none of the spells that Brandy's direct attack hit it. Moreover, the simple earth wall could not stop it for even a second, and Voldemort Bat would curl up in a ball, easily breaking down the earth wall like a chariot, and only the magic wall under the excessive magic power could slow its pace a little.

For Brandi, there was only one piece of good news, and he maintained that little hope of survival in the midst of endless exhaustion and collapse.

That's how fast Voldemort's turn is.

Its turn didn't make him desperate as fast as it did, and while it wasn't too slow to turn in place, it was only in place, not in the middle of the road: unlike a full-powered sports car, which relied on the rear wheels or four-wheel drive, Voldemort's oversized size meant that the folds at the edge required more effort to reorient.

That's why Brandy was still alive - the magically reinforced walls made it impossible for Voldemort to destroy it with a single impact, and whether it chose to break through the south wall or go around it, it would be slowed down. Brandi relied on such a high-consumption method to carry a girl in his thirties all the way to the vestibule like a street rat.

And when I looked up, the arches formed by the two giant trees that were intertwined and twisted together were already close in front of me.

Hold on, Brandi! You are the most banging!

Brandi gritted his teeth, forced his throat to burn like a burning pain, and tried to walk, running at a speed of 100 meters for nearly two kilometers, and he felt as heavy as mercury on his legs.

And at this moment, a hot and humid wind suddenly blew in my ears. A faint scream rang in Brandy's ears, and he subconsciously turned his head to meet a pair of blue eyes. The little girl looked at him in horror and wrapped her hands nervously around his neck.

The world collapsed in 0.01 seconds.

Brandi's footsteps couldn't help but stop, and that pitiful expression could knock down the whole world in an instant. "I'm sorry, I ......"

Before he could finish his incoherent words, his thoughts returned to his brain with extreme fear in the blink of an eye. He instantly felt the sound of breaking the air close behind him! In desperation, Brandi turned, lifted the rope spell, and threw the girl to the other side, meeting the black shadow that opened his flesh and lunged at him head-on - he didn't have time to cast his magic! He closed his eyes in fear.

There was a loud bang, as if something had fallen from the sky. His brain paused for a moment, then opened his eyes......

He didn't feel the horror of being devoured by a volcanogne.

A few steps away, a wooden pillar the size of a dining table stood abruptly in front of him, and between the gap between the wood and the earth, a part of the swarthy body of the volcanic bat was exposed. Brandi didn't know how to think for a moment, and he looked up blankly.

Obscuring branches covered the sky, and two incomparably large dead trees stood not far from him, gently waving their branches.

Merlin is on top, and the Arch of the Dead Tree has arrived!