Chapter 55: The General Trend

The battle began almost instantaneously.

When he discovered that Neville was only a few of them, and that they were all very young, Fenrir Greyback ignored them completely, even though Neville had just killed one of their companions.

"Go hunting, my friends," Greyback turned to his men and spread his arms, "this is my hunting ground. ”

The group of tall werewolves behind him all laughed, and then jumped directly off the glass boardwalk halfway up the mountain.

This height, coupled with the steep slope, is naturally an egg downhill for ordinary people—all the way out.

However, these werewolves with outstanding physiques waved their hands with sharp nails, and slashed hard at the mountain wall, fearless of the pain of their fingers rubbing against the rocks, and just like that, with the help of buffers, they slid towards the Fire Dragon Park at the foot of the mountain.

Seeing this, Neville's face changed, "It's not good, you can't let them into the park!" ”

Several members of the escort behind him also knew the urgency of the matter when they heard this, and hurriedly rushed to the side of the trestle, waved their wands, and fired a series of magic spells of different colors at the werewolves who left.

But the next moment, with Greyback stamping his feet hard, the plank road made of tempered glass under their feet turned out to be like the sea in a storm, and began to shake violently under the action of the huge force.

"Squeak! Creak! ”

The long and narrow walkway made an overwhelming sound, as if it would collapse at any moment, and the undulating waves passed to Neville's feet, and the group of people immediately stood unsteadily, staggering, and could only quickly grab the handrail at hand, which was used to block the spells of the werewolves, and naturally tried to get their heads right.

"I've already said that," the grim smile on Greyback's face remains, "you're my prey, so you'd better mind yourselves." ”

Neville and the other looked at each other, and immediately saw danger in them.

If the guy he killed just now was a crazy wild dog, then this Greyback in front of him was really a high-level predator hiding in the dark forest, and he and his companions behind him were really prey that could be "eaten" in his eyes.

However, even the most top-notch predator is just a beast!

Neville grasped the frequency rhythm of the shaking of the wave plank road, and the whole person's center of gravity was pressed down, like a needle piercing the sea into the turbulent sea, and the constantly shaking plank road stabilized in an instant.

"Keep chasing, leave it to me here!"

Neville's voice was still so calm and powerful, undeterred by the notoriety of the guy opposite.

What is even more rare is that the men he led obeyed his orders, and without the slightest hesitation, jumped off the trestle, and used each other's magic to descend quickly.

In the process, Greyback tried to stop them, but was held back by Neville, who charged up with his sword.

"I've already said that your opponent is me!"

Neville's voice was not loud, but Greyback could hear it clearly, for the distance between the two was now only a palm's length.

At such a close distance, Neville could even smell a strange smell emanating from the other party, which was mixed with the smell of earth, sweat, blood, and ...... There is no doubt that it smells of rotten meat!

The battle between the two sides was retreating as soon as it was touched, and out of the corner of Greyback's eye, he saw that the members of the escort team were walking cleanly, but the sinister smile on his face could no longer be maintained.

"Good! Very good! The voice squeezed through the gap between his teeth, "You're the first person in so many years to ignore me like this. ”

Greyback casually inserted his wand into his waist pocket, his free hands spread out their fingers, and the blue-black sharp nails emerged from his fingertips like steel claws, and then were wrapped in a layer of black gas.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you, I like children the most, especially children who are not well-behaved......"

Before the last word "yes" could land, Greyback's whole person disappeared from Neville's sight in an instant, only where he had been standing, the hard tempered glass crackled and exploded, showing two radioactive cracks.

Left!

The warning from [Defeat the Enemy Aircraft First] only had time for him to hold his sword in front of him to block, and at the same time deflected his head.

The next moment, the claws wrapped in black qi grazed Neville's cheeks, activating the [Shield Technique] and [Resistance Energy Damage] that he had put on his body.

"What kind of spell is this?!"

Greyback, who had just launched an attack, looked at his fingertips curiously, recalling the texture that was different from flesh and blood just now, as if he was grasping on a layer of tough rubber and absorbing most of his strength.

Neville turned to look at Greyback, who was standing behind him, also apprehensive.

This guy is obviously a human body, and the speed of the blow just now is not weaker than the scorpion king he had seen in Egypt before.

Of course, compared to the terrifying strength of the Scorpion King, although this guy's attack power is much more than that of ordinary people, it is still within the range that can be handled.

But the wind-cut wound on Neville's left cheek was a reminder that even with this speed, he was still a dangerous figure.

Fortunately, it is still daytime, and the werewolf transformation needs to be illuminated by the full moon and moonlight, which is somewhat good news.

"If you think I can't change and look down on me, you're going to be out of luck."

Greyback looked at Neville's face, as if he had guessed his thoughts, stuck out his tongue and licked his sharp nails, sneering and reminding.

Hearing this, Neville's face did not change in the slightest, but he clenched the sword in his hand, once again put on a posture to meet the enemy, and took the initiative to charge, giving the answer with his own movements.

One of the two is an old dark creature who once worked under the Dark Lord.

One is the new melee mage, the right-hand man of the future god of knowledge.

The two fought together on the narrow mountain road like this, which can really be said to be difficult to hide the luck of the opponent in chess, and it was difficult to hide the luck of the opponent, and the talent of the meeting was very hard, and the fight was very anxious.

On the other side, a few werewolves who had just slid down the mountain wall had successfully reached the foot of the mountain, but they were just about to break into the fire dragon park when they met Clark running out of it.

"Stop!"

Although I don't know these people, but from this direction, all of them are wearing black cloaks, and they are tall and big, and their bodies are full of evil, and fools know that they are not good people.

So Clark directly chose to strike first, and the psychic energy was mixed with the voice of the words, and [Shock], [Suppressing Morale] and [Spiritual Invasion] were mixed together, and they successfully stopped these werewolves.

At this time, Clark also found that he lacked the strength to deal with the enemy with a frontal blow when facing a large number of enemies who were not inferior in strength.

Although his psychic ability is powerful, it is only better at activating stealth, and in terms of large areas of magical/physical damage, it is still inferior to mages, especially [plastic energy] mages like Hermione.

Fortunately, after these werewolves were shocked, even if they came back to their senses quickly, the volunteers who came with Clark to support had already arrived.

The two sides confronted each other and attacked each other with the gate of the Fire Dragon Park as the boundary, and beams of light, sparks, lightning, and earth and rocks of different colors flew in all directions in the battlefield.

Compared to those outliers who have been at the bottom of the wizarding world for many years and have been ostracized by wizards, these middle-class wizards and the senior students of Hogwarts have a good magical education, so they cast more powerful magic and more tricks.

But those werewolves are not easy to mess with, they have nothing, and their biggest capital is a rotten life.

With the werewolves' own more powerful magic resistance, they tend to cover each other and charge towards the park without fear of death.

Even if they were struck and knocked down by magic in the process, they patted their wounds, wiped the blood, and soon got up again and continued to charge.

From this point of view, the problem that the wizards and students did not experience brutal battles, and that their actions were not decisive enough and their methods were not ruthless enough, came to the fore.

In this process, even with Clarke's help, using their psychic abilities to command them and cheer everyone up, those werewolves who were not afraid of death quickly rushed closer.

The walls and gates, which were not very strong, were also broken by them.

"In a group of several people, move closer to each other and pull the enemy at the same time!"

Clark shouted loudly, a magical magic in his voice that calmed the scared minds of the students and brought them back to back, in twos and threes.

However, in the process, some of the werewolves were dragged by them, but there were also three or five werewolves who passed through the gap between them and broke into the park.

Seeing this, Clark glanced at the volunteers who were distracted by seven or eight werewolves at the scene, and then at the place where the explosion occurred in the distance halfway up the mountainside, which was covered in smoke and dust.

In the end, he gritted his teeth, sent a message to the top of the mountain not far away, and then turned his head to chase after the fish that had slipped through the net.

There was no way, in his heart, he had roughly guessed what this attack was all about.

In fact, everything is related to what he did after entering Hogwarts.

Perhaps the original book of "Harry Potter" is just written by the author, a fantasy fairy tale for children to spread the wings of imagination.

Readers are focused solely on the magical adventures of the protagonist Harry, the fantastical and gorgeous wizarding world, the new and outlandish spells, and the cliché of the triumph of good over evil.

But after being reincarnated in the world of Harry Potter, Clark realized that this world was not just a small couple in the book.

In this world, in addition to the British wizarding world, other parts of the world also have their own wizarding powers, and they also have their own ministries of magic.

France, Germany, Japan, Australia, the United States, Africa, Egypt, India, ......

Although the ministries of magic in various countries follow the principle of escapism, under the supervision of the International Federation of Wizards, they maintain a certain distance from Muggles and hide under the world, but they cannot completely cut off contact with Muggles.

After all, in the wizarding world, there are still a large number of wizards who are born in Muggle families.

They either had Muggle fathers or Muggle mothers, and sometimes both parents were Muggles.

And their Muggle fathers and mothers each have their own Muggle relatives.

So Clark once told Hermione that "magic has no borders, but wizards do", which is not a lie.

Because of this, the development of strength and weakness between the various forces in the wizarding world is actually inextricably linked to the historical trend between Muggles.

For example, the rise of the first Dark Lord Gellert Grindelwald and the start of the Wizarding War coincided with the second war waged by Germany in the Muggle world.

And now, at the end of the nineties of the twentieth century, the millennium is approaching, the glory of the empire on which the sun never sets has declined, and the ancient European aristocracy has been swept into the dustbin of history.

On the other side of the sea, the bankrupts, the homeless, the sailors, and the descendants of the women who came down from the Mayflower, after seeking independence and reunification between the North and the South, finally seized the opportunity given to them by the times.

Whether it is in science and technology, finance, manufacturing, education, etc., they have come to the forefront of countries in the world, especially not long ago, after the disintegration of that huge country, the United States' leadership position in global politics has been unquestionable.

Similarly, under the feedback of strong national power, the rise of American wizards has become an unstoppable trend.

This rise is not because of a powerful wizard, nor because of a certain company, or a new magic, but because of the overall strength of a country, because of the joint efforts of thousands of Muggles and wizards.

In the face of this grand trend, as powerful as Dumbledore, he can only sigh.

After all, he is a world-famous white wizard, when facing the Dark Lord, he can not talk about martial arts, but in the face of a country, he can only be restrained.

Of course, judging from the original book, Dumbledore didn't actually do nothing.

In the fourth part of Harry Potter's story, which progresses from a child's story to an adult story, Dumbledore joins two other schools of witchcraft and wizardry, also in Europe, to restart the Triwizard Tournament, which has been suspended for many years.

If it was just a fun amusement, Clark was the first to disbelieve it.

In his opinion, it was more like a tandem between the three magic schools, using the game to unite the front and also decide who would dominate the alliance.

It's a pity that judging from the original book, because of Voldemort's intervention and the death of Cedric Diggory, the effect of this event is not so obvious, and the so-called unity to resist the pressure of the Magical Congress of the United States has become an empty phrase.

Fortunately, compared with the dilemma in the original book, there are more variables like Clark in this world.

His existence added a bit of vitality to the gloomy British wizarding world, and at the same time gave Dumbledore a new hope.

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