"Handsome fellow, I don't know your name yet...... I don't think you're going to refuse to give me an answer, are you?"

With watery eyes blinking, Rosemerta sat down next to Romon and said in a coquettish voice with a flushed face. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Mild and Titch looked at each other, beckoning the rest of the wizards back to their seats and continuing to enjoy their unfinished meal.

"Romon Eric, you can just call me Romon Romon , I don't seem to have much resistance to a beauty like you. ”

Tilting his head, Romon looked at Rosemerta's delicate face and said in a playful tone.

"If you can, would you like to have another glass of juice? ”

Rosemerta froze for a moment, then smiled, twisted her supple waist and walked to the back of the bar, busy with Romon's juice.

"Thank you so much, Rosemerta, I love the taste, so how about I treat you to a good show as a thank you?"

"Fun?"

"Yes, good show, Dark Wizard vs. White Wizard, Voldemort vs. Dumbledore, I think this cast can definitely put on a good show. ”

"Go get me a basin of water, it must be clean!"

A wizard near the bar quickly got up, and after a while came out with a copper basin and placed it on a table next to Romon.

Rosemerta's careful thought that Romon only guessed in the blink of an eye, it was nothing more than to find out the true purpose of their group, and Romon didn't bother to hide it, after all, he came here to make a name for him and the 'Bell Tower of Bones', and Voldemort and Dumbledore could only be regarded as the steps to his prestige!

"Fame is a good thing, it can make many big problems simple, and small problems can no longer be problems......"

Looking at the clear water in the copper basin, Luo Meng faintly thought that the tip of the purple wood wand lit up with a soft light.

"Boom la la ......"

The water in the copper basin rolled up under the effect of magic power, condensed into a water mirror in the air of 2.5 yards, Romon closed his eyes, and three seconds later, an image appeared on the originally transparent water mirror.

"Oh!"

Rosemerta let out a cry of surprise, staring at the scene in the water mirror, as did the wizards of the Bone Tower, who belonged to the Bone Tower.

Looking at the scene that had just happened on the water mirror, where the giant tore apart a gray-haired wizard, Romon couldn't help but pout.

"The fact that the Wizard's Eye can only collect images is a bit insufficient, and adding sound collection to this sorcery improvement plan is a must......"

As soon as the image on the water mirror turned, Voldemort's pale and distorted face appeared above the water mirror, and everyone could even see the bloodshot on the whites of his eyes.

"Is that the 'mystery man'? just by seeing his face, I can already feel his powerful ......"

Rosmerta sat back beside Romon and patted her chest with palpitations, the corners of her eyes looking at Romon as she reacted, she was now more and more sure that this young man, who was only meeting for the first time today, definitely had some great plans.

"In the face of the current situation, he looked calm as he had expected, and he was able to subdue these eleven wizards with good strength. What's more, is it possible for ordinary people to call the 'mystery man' by his name?"

Putting his hand directly on Rosemerta's shoulder, Romon sneered in his heart as he watched another wizarding resident of Hogsmeade being bombarded by Voldemort's spell.

"Founded in the wizarding village next to Hogwarts, anyone with a discerning eye who doesn't know your relationship with Hogwarts is either a diehard Dumbledore loyalist, or you have close interests with Hogwarts......"

"Come to think of it, Dumbledore should have appeared too, ten minutes is about the same time for the wizards at Hogwarts who are eager to rescue!"

Thinking so, looking at the 'fluorescent flicker' that lit up in the night at the edge of the water mirror, Romon picked up the cup of crimson tomato juice and took a sip.

......

"Damn Death Eaters, suffer death!"

"Long live the Dark Lord!"

“......”

Listening to the sound of fighting in his ears, Voldemort held his wand but did not continue to kill, his bloodshot eyes staring at Dumbledore in a blue printed robe.

His gray beard and hair didn't look like they were wet from the rain, and Dumbledore's gaze was still so gentle.

"Professor Dumbledore, oh, I forgot, you're now the Headmaster of Hogwarts, so I should call you, Mr. Headmaster?"

Voldemort smiled sinisterly, and a spell had been directed at Dumbledore from the chaotic crowd.

A spell flew from the tip of the Elder Wand, just in time to counteract a spell from Voldemort, and Dumbledore pushed his half-moon glasses and looked straight at Voldemort.

Dumbledore didn't move, Voldemort didn't move, and the men on both sides tried to avoid their battlefields coming near the two, so that as the battle went on, there were no other wizards between Dumbledore and Voldemort.

Two powerhouses who stand at the top of the British wizarding world, and letting either of them join the battlefield is a kind of destruction of the existing battlefield balance, if the two of them do not confront each other, then it will be a disaster for the wizards under both sides!

The light rain in the sky gradually stopped, but there was still a cold wind blowing from time to time, and the clammy air made the clothes seem to be useless.

Suddenly, the two of them moved in unison, no one knew which of the two came first, when one side made a move, the rich combat experience made them make the most suitable decision for the moment.

Colorful spells are intertwined, mixed with undetectable and fierce spells from time to time, and even some small spells that are usually used by wizard apprentices to play pranks have also turned decay into magic in the hands of the two.

Gently shattering a crater that suddenly appeared under the foot of his right foot, flames erupted from Voldemort's feet, and the ice surface where the water had just condensed on the ground instantly melted.

With two strange screams, a pitch-black spell shot at Dumbledore, faster than any previous spell, and Dumbledore just wanted to dodge to the side, but found that both sides had been blocked by invisible walls.

With a serious expression in his eyes, with a flick of the wand in Dumbledore's hand, the White Wizard's body floated in the air in a strange way like a balloon that had suddenly deflated, successfully dodging the dark spell.

Voldemort, who was also floating in the air, scanned the entire battlefield, and he was not satisfied with the progress of the Death Eaters.

At the time when he was at war with Dumbledore, he had so many men under him that he had not made any effective progress, and even had a tendency to fall into disadvantage.

"Rubbish!"

Several more spells struck Dumbledore, but Voldemort didn't see the result, and hurried towards the nearest warband, and before the two Hogsmeade wizards could react, the two powerful spells had already taken their lives.

Compared with a strong man like Dumbledore, ordinary wizards still have much worse combat experience and reactions.