As he was talking, Brandi's vision suddenly changed, the light dimmed, the surroundings were gray, there was no moonlight, and Ron and Hermione, who were close at hand, gradually disappeared into the darkness, and they were all invisible, and the whole world seemed to be left alone. It was no longer the cold wind that came to his face, but a more bone-deep ice mist, and almost in the blink of an eye, the heat on his body was lost in the biting ice mist, and he desperately found that his fingers were losing sensation-

"Hold on, Brandy, fluorescent flickering!"

At this moment, he heard Hermione's incantation beside him, and his heart trembled.

Glowing Spell!

"What are you kidding! Casting a fluorescent spell in such a dimly lit environment? What's the difference between that and a live target! ”

Brandi tilted his head in anger and stared at the sudden rise of white light beside him. His fears were quickly confirmed, and almost as soon as the ball of light of the fluorescent spell was raised, the attack followed, and an eerie green light swished out of the mist and slashed over his head. He also heard the crunch of the Iron Charm and Hermione's muffled snort - it made his heart tremble violently, don't be a Killing Curse!?

"No, no! Hermione, stop! He shouted in panic, "It's too dangerous!" ”

Hermione was gasping for pain as if she was normal, but as if she couldn't hear Brandy, the ball of light still stubbornly swaying in the air not far from him.

The only bit of white light in the clouds attracted the leeches to swarm like fragrant blood.

At first, it was only sporadic spells, but soon, Brandi heard the sound of broomsticks flying and whispering, and someone was apparently close to them, but he couldn't see anything but the fog. At this time, the fluorescence around her suddenly went out - it was undoubtedly to lure the enemy, but what did Hermione, who put herself in danger like this, want to do?

"Ron, hurry, hurry!" Hermione's voice trembled.

"Wait a minute! It's just not easy to control! ”

Ron shouted anxiously from the thick fog, and he had been quiet since the beginning, as if something had been brewing. Gradually, Bran began to perceive that near Ron's location, an extremely strange magic was slowly spreading out.

…… What is that?

Brandi stared in the direction of the rising magic, somewhat puzzled. It was strange, the feeling was more complicated than he knew, it was just the magic of the spell that had not yet been formed, but it felt a bit like the moment when the voice-changing potion was just boiled - like flame, like the starry sky, like fog, like rain, like wind. The nature of that mass of magic seemed to be forever reversed, churning, and with each mental temptation and touch, Brandi would get a completely different result—was it a little too active?

He suddenly remembered what Harry had said to him: what strange magic had Ron learned from the Fifth Seal......

After a few more seconds or so, the violently fluctuating mana finally stabilized, and it began to converge, turning into a swirling and gradual light in the mist. In fact, Brandy couldn't even tell if the spell had succeeded, but he heard Ron let out a long sigh of relief before spitting out the spell in his mouth.

"Proclamation—Glorious Hand."

…………

"Huh?"

Brandi almost didn't come up in one breath and choked to death on the spot.

Glorious Hands? Does this really sound like a spell?

But the next scene almost made his jaw drop - because at the moment when Ron's ghost words came out, the stable magic in the perception network actually began to change.

As if with Ron as the center, an invisible storm erupted, and magic erupted from the head of his half-definite wand, and in the blink of an eye, it formed a big, big, big wave. Quickly spread beyond a distance that Brandi couldn't perceive.

As the ripples brushed over him, he felt an unnatural sense of disobedience, as if there was an eye quietly watching him in the darkness behind him.

"Seems to have worked, Hermione, Brandy—hey, that feels awesome!" Ron whispered, "Wait a minute, I see them - there were six people in our neighborhood, and the unlucky guy closest to us was only seventeen or eighteen feet away—and it looked fine!" We need to fly a little higher, two feet is enough, and then to the right! Let's get Harry over! ”

"Carf, do as he says."

Brandi didn't know what kind of ghost spell Ron was, but he understood Hermione's plan, so he hurriedly said to Caph, who was concentrating on manipulating the flying carpet. For a moment, the flying carpet groaned and pulled up again, then jerked to the right.

"Harry! Watch your surroundings! Ron stared nervously at the fog behind him, yelling.

It was a sudden and drastic turn, at such an angle that Brandy's body was tilted to one side under the pull of inertia. At that moment, he even thought that with Harry hanging from him, he would probably fly out like this - but nothing, and the moment his hand finally couldn't grasp the flying carpet, Brandy's body suddenly lightened, and the terrible pulling force behind him disappeared unexpectedly.

Almost at the same time, the terrified screams of a strange male and Harry's screams rang out in the distance. The two men seemed to be scuffling on the broomsticks - a blue light flickered randomly from that direction, followed by the screams of the strange man and a series of muffled noises, and Brandi was so angry that he couldn't see anything, so he had to shout into the air.

"Ron, what's going on now!"

The guy was terrified and tried to cast a curse on Harry, but Harry jumped on the broomstick and kicked his wand, and the spell shot crooked...... Now they're hugging each other... Snatching the wand - well, that looks nasty. Ron said, he seemed to be watching with relish?

Brandi blinked, not quite understanding what strange scene made Ron say that, but the spell that suddenly flew out of the fog grazed his scalp and made him give up the idea of continuing to make up his head.

They were still under attack, and it seemed to be more violent than before, with more wizards choosing to venture into the clouds. And it seems to be strafing forward with impunity. Even if they lose their target now and don't threaten Brandi, the clouds are finite after all - once they emerge from the clouds!

Is there any way, a large enough range, a strong power, to be able to leave the guys behind him in this low cloud in one breath......

"Ron! What the hell does that spell mean? Brandi jumped up from the flying carpet like an electric shock and began to tremble to re-enshrine himself with the Iron Charm, and he suddenly asked aloud. It shouldn't be as simple as a perceptual spell......"

"Of course." Ron said that after watching the excitement for a while, he was cursed several times, and at this moment he finally realized the seriousness of the problem. As Brandi spoke to him, he was using his vision to chant the Obstacle Charm behind him. There was a dull bang, and it seemed like a guy had been knocked off the broom directly...... But his magic power had already been consumed before, and he was almost exhausted at this moment.

"It's not really a spell......" he said with some embarrassment as he heard Brandy's words. In fact, just a usage. After passing the Fifth Seal, there seemed to be a force in that room that had transformed my wand, and if I had enough mana to recall and pronounce the name of the item I had seen, my wand would have the effect of that item - of course, it would take a little luck. ”

"So, ...... the Hand of Glory you just mentioned?"

Ron nodded, "The illustrations I saw in the book are kind of talismans. It is made by wrapping and soaking mandrake or other herbs in the hands of the hanged person. The person holding the hand can use it to illuminate in the dark, but others cannot see it. ”

"That's right." Brandi pondered for a moment, "Ron, have you ever seen any other magic items, like something that blocks out light?" ”

With that, he fumbled his hand in that direction and grabbed a guy's clothes - Ron, who was dressed in a fancy gown, was pulled out of the fog by Brandy. "At least ten seconds, and don't let anyone disturb me."

"Cut off the light...... Stealth smoke grenades? Ron swallowed and said uncertainly, "Okay, I'll try, if only for a dozen seconds." ”

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Harry, who was battling the tall wizard on a flying carpet broomstick and trying to unlock new poses, suddenly sneezed, and the strength in his hand was loosened, and he was almost freed from the restraints. Luckily, he was able to recover quickly, and he regained control of the situation with the strength of his waist that he had developed over a long period of time - on a slender broomstick, his tall and strong body looked clumsy and weak in front of his agile and agile body, not to mention that Harry, who still had the power of the frostbite potion in the cold environment, was much better off than his opponent who had long since lost his strength in the cold environment.

(Strange, isn't it colder than before?) ）

Having finally managed to snatch his opponent's wand and chant a petrification spell on his neck, Harry, who was now busy regaining control of the broomstick, suddenly noticed something unusual, he had been flying in the clouds for so long, he was already wet all over his body, and it was understandable that the strong wind in his face was constantly draining his calories and physical strength - but in any case, in India in May, two miles in the air would not be cold enough to form hoarfrost on his clothes!

How could it be, suddenly it's zero!