Scott didn't dare kill in front of Dumbledore.

At this point, Dumbledore was standing precisely outside of Scott's previous magical perception.

He just stood there and watched, posing as an onlooker, with no intention of acting.

Scott knew he was probably trying to see what he would do.

Tut.

Although he was a little unhappy, Scott couldn't help but start to be grateful to Medea.

If it weren't for her musical magic to expand her perception range, I'm afraid she would have been planted!

Killing in front of Dumbledore?

Then he will definitely be sent to Azkaban.

Scott took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, finally calming down his fearful mood.

Regardless of what is really inside, the wizarding world is ostensibly a society governed by the rule of law.

But......

On the plus side, now that Dumbledore is here, there's no need for Scote to be too careful.

Thinking of this, he took another few steps forward with his wand in hand.

"Fainted."

The dazzling red light of the Stun Spell pierced the deep darkness and instantly came to Yaxley.

Scott even caught a glimpse of Yaxley and Caro's shocked faces for a split second.

Porphyry.

The Unconscious Charm struck Yaxley in the chest before he could react.

How is this sound?

Scott was a little surprised.

But in the next second, a dazzling green light shot out.

"Avada suo!"

It was Yaxley's voice.

Scott immediately tensed.

But instead of panicking, he calmly waved his wand.

"Grow faster!"

A horizontal branch in front of him suddenly swelled rapidly, blocking the flying death curse.

Boom!

An explosion rang out, and the branch shattered.

"Broken bones!"

"Armor protection."

Scott waved his wand again, blocking the flying sawdust and Caro's smashing charm.

Then, he quickly ran to the other side.

"Looks like you're tougher than I thought, little mudblood." Yaxley spoke, "Phantom Spell?" I didn't expect you to be not only a Transfiguration genius, but you could even use this kind of spell. ”

Scott didn't make a sound, just walked slowly and quietly.

The illusion spell, which was originally not as effective as the invisibility cloak, was especially effective in such a dark environment.

Now the other party should not know where he is, and he has no intention of revealing it.

The trickiest thing right now is the magic item on Yaxley's body that automatically protects against the stun spell, and Scott doesn't know if it will automatically defend against other spells.

"Are you hiding?"

Yaxley said with a smile.

"But it didn't work!"

He waved his wand, and a palpitating flame fell to the ground, then spread rapidly.

"It's a fire spell!"

Carlo screamed in horror.

"You're crazy, this is the forest!"

Yaxley didn't answer, he commanded the growing fire to sweep around.

At this moment, Scott is very glad that he has been on the move.

He had come to the rear of Yaxley.

Looking at Yaxley's back, he waved his wand and whispered a spell, casting an unexpected spell.

A golden light struck Yaxley's back in an instant.

Not defended by magic items.

I didn't expect it to work!

Scott, who was just holding the attitude of giving it a try, happily hooked the corners of his mouth.

He uses the Happiness Charm, which Hogwarts students learn in their third year.

It's a spell that can bring real happiness to people, and is usually used by students to make jokes and pranks, or to comfort their lovelorn friends.

But Scott always felt that it could be used for many purposes, and even felt that the spell could restrain a lot of dark magic that required negative emotions to dominate.

At this moment in the day, with Dumbledore escorting and the opponent being a dark wizard, it was simply the best chance to test the conjecture.

So he didn't hesitate to use the spell.

He won the bet!

This is not a harmful attack spell and is not protected against magic items.

But for Yaxley, who was now controlling the fire, this heartfelt happiness was fatal.

Fierce fire is the flame of the devil, and it needs the strong hatred of the caster, and it needs this dark emotion to feed it.

As Scott guessed, a person who is happy from the heart may not be able to use most of the dark arts.

Unless it's a true lunatic who sees killing and darkness as a source of pleasure.

Rumble!

The raging fires were out of control, and Yaxley had no way to control them anymore.

They began to swell, rewinding at Yaxley and Carlo.

"Run!"

Yaxley turned and ran, and Scott saw a happy smile on his face.

"What's going on!"

Carlo almost screamed.

Yaxley cursed with a smile on his face, "...... Happy Spell! The fire is out of control! ”

But the two of them seemed to underestimate the speed of the flames, and the terrifying flames caught up with them almost instantly.

Carlo's ass was burned, and he howled like a little girl and jumped high.

"Help me!" He shouted for help.

But Yaxley ran faster and didn't look back.

In the nick of time, a rope sprang out of the woods, binding Jaxley and Carlo together.

Then, the two flew up under the pull of the rope and broke away from the fierce fire.

Dumbledore walked out of the woods without hesitation, reaching out and catching two wands that had fallen from the sky.

His long silver-white hair and beard, as well as the half-moon-shaped glasses on the bridge of his nose, glistened in the light of the fire.

He didn't look at Yaxley and Carlo, who he had left behind, and he didn't look at Scott.

He just glanced at the rapidly spreading fire and then crouched down.

"All curses are over!"

The Elder Wand in his hand glowed golden, and he plunged it into the ground with his backhand.

The golden light also spread rapidly, instantly covering all the ground where the fire was burning.

The fierce flames were extinguished.

"Scott."

Dumbledore looked back at Scott.

"As far as I know, you're running out of time for the challenge."

"Yes, Professor!"

Scott came to his senses and hurriedly ran towards the spider's nest.

He passed by the two men who were tied to the ground and responded with a smile to the smiling Yaxley.

He thought that the eloquent wizard should be crouching in Azkaban like his cousin Travers.

Scott ran to the spider's nest as fast as he could.

"It's all petrified!"

"It's all petrified!"

Two petrification spells flew out, striking the two large spiders guarding the entrance to the nest.

"Broken bones!"

"Broken bones!"

Two smashing spells turned them into shreds.

Scott walked past them and into the white silk lair.

The young spiders in the nest did not seem to notice the movement at the entrance, and Scott heard the sound of the sooth, and the characteristic sound of sucking made his scalp tingle.

"The flames are blazing!"

The beating flames fell to the ground, and the thick spider silk suddenly burned violently.

"The flames are blazing!"

As Scott walked, he set fires at random until he set fire to all corners of the spider's nest.

He then walked out of the nest of flames and smoke billowing amid the terrible cries and foul smell of the young spiders.