"It's really not aesthetically pleasing... Don't you say?" Roger stabbed Filch, who was stupefied by the stupefi, and complained with a smile. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"That's... Who are those two?" Filch asked, stammering, as if he had seen Dumbledore for the first time.

"Aren't you going to ask the headmaster for corporal punishment, that's it, go ahead..."Roger grinned and pushed the administrator forward with his backhand.

Filch struggled on his heels to resist the huge force coming from behind him, he was a squib does not mean that he was stupid, in this case, not to mention that it was the principal, even if it was a student, he would not be able to move forward.

"School, school, school... Oops! I suddenly remembered that the prize room hadn't been cleaned yet, and I had to hurry over..."The Administrator stammered a few times, came up with a 'perfect' excuse, turned away from Roger's palm, and walked away from the land of right and wrong much faster than he had come.

The principal has taken the lead in violating the school rules, what else can he say?

Filch slipped back into the tapestry and vanished.

The battle between the two was still in full swing, but before Roger could say those two words, the ugly and abstract stone slag troll had already been shattered to the ground.

Aberforth summoned a large cloud of flames that filled the hallway, in a ring, flying straight towards Dumbledore like a lasso, the walls and ceiling of the hallway blackened by the flames.

However, when the ring of fire wrapped around Lao Deng and his silver shield, the raging flames turned into a slender and long line of fire, and the scorching temperature dropped considerably.

Teach a lesson, and it is not to kill him, Aberforth is more or less taking and beating.

But before the line of fire could be tightened, a phoenix cry sounded from the corridor window, and Dumbledore's phoenix Fawkes slammed through the glass and flew over, swallowing all the flames into its belly with a single beak.

"Tsk... It is worthy of being a divine bird, and it will destroy public property as soon as it appears..."Roger crossed his arms and mocked in a low voice, if it weren't for the stone carving monster with a missing half-pulled butt still blocking the entrance to the principal's office, it is estimated that Phoenix would have joined the battle a long time ago.

Seeing this, Aberforth's right hand holding the wand was raised suddenly, and several faint translucent invisible blades appeared out of thin air under the phoenix, covering the area of Lao Deng.

The big bird cried and stood in front of its master.

After a few seconds, its entire body burst into flames, and it fell to the ground and shrank into a crumpled mass, unable to fly again.

A spell directly knocked the phoenix into Nirvana, and then the continuous slashing made the silver shield suspended in front of Lao Deng clang.

After a while, the shield flickered, and after fending off multiple magical attacks, it finally reached the limit of what it could withstand, bursting open and shattering into the translucent barrier it had previously been.

Aberforth laughed happily, and his wand dotted a large stone cone with a not-sharp top that pierced out abruptly from under Old Deng's feet.

The iron armor that had been flown behind Lao Deng was also resurrected again, throwing the one-handed sword in his hand to the side and slapping the back of his head with a small shield.

That wasn't the end of it, Aberforth put his hands together again, and another shockwave that struck his brother the ground.

Using Dumbledore as a sandbag for half a day, the resentment in his heart has been eliminated a lot, and this multiple attack is regarded as the final touch, regardless of whether he can deal with old Deng or not, he doesn't plan to shoot again.

As soon as the ground thorn appeared, it turned into soft mud and was no longer lethal, the real focus was the shock wave ahead, the power of this spell was not to be spied on by Dumbledore, if it weren't for the fact that Hogwarts couldn't apparition, he would have dodged it early in the morning, and he would definitely not resist.

However, the location of the battle was too constrained, and he didn't even have a place to dodge, so he could only hold the wand with both hands and re-solidify the barrier summoned by the iron armor spell in front of him.

The shockwave slammed into the barrier with a bang, and the two spells canceled each other out, but Dumbledore was still backed back by the aftermath of the momentum.

Compared to the effect of the iron armor spell and the silver shield, it was still much worse.

Dumbledore, who staggered backwards with unsteady steps, suddenly felt as if he had crashed into something cold, and for a moment's astonishment, the shield of his armor slapped him on the head with a loud bang, without mercy.

Dumbledore slammed into the streets.

Aberforth had a great advantage in this battle from the beginning, Lao Deng did not fight back, and the dodge range was still very limited, and in the end he won by sneak attack... It's hard work.

Although Aberforth didn't really hurt the killer, the key point was to keep his hand a little, after all, he was his own brother, and he just beat him.

He looked at Dumbledore, who was lying on his stomach with a large visible bag on his head, and waved his wand to summon a thick blanket to rest under him, and moved it to the wall of the corridor where Roger was.

"I've been doing this for years, and today I've taught you a lesson," Aberforth muttered as if in a whisper.

With such a vent today, the resentment that has been pent up for many years has disappeared a lot, and Dumbledore who is in a coma is not as annoying as before.

Aberforth took a deep breath, shook his head slightly, and turned to walk towards the stairs.

There are more important things waiting for him, it has taken a lot of effort to fight with my brother just now, and now he feels that time is becoming short...

My sister is waiting for him to 'pick up'...

But it doesn't seem to work out...

"Dumbledore!?" an exclamation sounded abruptly, followed by a red light that struck Aberforth's back swiftly.

Aberforth's reaction was also extremely fast, and he turned around in an instant, and the spell was bounced off with a wave of his wand.

Lupin stood beside a fainted Dumbledore, his wand pointed at Aberforth. It was clear that the spell was fired by him.

But when Aberforth turned, Lupin's slightly haggard face was filled with surprise.

"No, why are you?"

The two of them have known each other for a long time. Twelve years ago, they both belonged to the Order of the Phoenix and resisted Voldemort together.

Roger, who was standing behind Lupin, spoke in a lazy tone: "Didn't I remind you that this is a family dispute just now... The two brothers fight, what are you meddling. ”

Lupin had only arrived when Dumbledore was knocked unconscious, and he hadn't made two turns to Hogsmeade today because he had gone to the Black Lagoon to catch a few Grindillowe... A sickly little green monster with small pointed horns.... You'll need it in the next lesson.

So it was much later than Filch.

Aberforth glanced at Lupin and said coldly...