Chapter Seventy-Four: Forced Retreat
What is it? A cursed child? Are you talking about me?
Norin was inexplicably puzzled for a while, but it wasn't him who looked at the old horseman's gaze, but ...... Elena on his back?
Elena jumped off his back and walked up to the old horseman.
The old centaur stretched out his withered right hand and dotted in front of her, and Elena's invisibility disappeared like a stream of water, appearing in the centaur tribe out of thin air.
"There's another one, come out too."
The old centaur looked at Nolin's place again, his eyes deep. He could see Elena, but he couldn't find Norin, who had double invisibility. It's just that the action of Elena jumping off Nolin's back clearly shows that there is more than one person there.
Norin's face changed uncertainly, he glanced at Elena's back, lifted all the effects of the illusion spell and the potion, and walked to Elena's side.
However, at the moment when he appeared in shape, the old horseman's face changed, and there seemed to be wind and thunder in his eyes, which was fleeting.
The old horse man looked at the two of them silently and did not speak for a long time. Until Bane on the side said loudly:
"Prophet?"
"Let the clansmen wait for a while, there is no need to make unnecessary sacrifices."
The old horseman, who had been made a prophet, waved his hand tiredly, turned to Nolin and said,
"My name is Chrysler Leslia Cecil Davros."
The long list of names made Norlin a little dizzy, but his eyes lit up when he heard the last word he had uttered.
Finally found it!
Norlin knew it was the right time to make the trip.
"It's an interesting combination."
The centaur prophet smiled and beckoned to Elena, "Boy, come here." ”
Elena hesitated for a moment, then slowly walked up to him.
"After enduring it for more than three years, it should be painful."
The centaur prophet whispered, "Your family is a great man. I know what you're here for, but alas, I can't help you. ”
Elena's eyes darkened, and the hope in her eyes gradually shattered. Norlin was confused.
"But, as it happens, there might be someone here who can."
The Centaur Prophet smiled. Elena was stunned, realized something, and cast a suspicious look at Norin, who was full of confusion.
……
"Then it starts with you, Professor McGonagall."
The mysterious black robe's voice was hoarse, and after he said a word with a sneer, he didn't see him take out his wand, his right hand was one, and all the burning fire around him converged into his palm.
The fire rose with the wind, and the wind fought against the fire, and it actually formed a fire tornado with amazing momentum.
Professor McGonagall's expression was extremely solemn, this level of transfiguration, this level of magic, all showed that the strength of the person in front of him was unfathomable.
"Who the hell are you......"
Professor McGonagall's eyes were fixed on the mysterious black robe, and in her mind, there were only a handful of people who could possess this kind of strength.
The mysterious black robe didn't answer, his fingers as pale as corpses hooked slightly, and the fiery tornado roared into the air, and then suddenly turned around and slammed into several professors.
"All curses are over!"
Professor Flitwick's robes were torn, and half of his delicate mustache was burned. He stared at the fire tornado that fell from the sky, and once again cast a thousand spells.
The fire spout condensed by the mysterious black robe is obviously not comparable to the fierce fire released by Alger, and Professor Flitwick's ten thousand spells cannot completely dissolve the fire tornado, but only make it blur a little, and the fire will decrease slightly.
"Let's go first."
Professor Krell gritted his teeth, and with all his might, he released a magical barrier in front of him, but it only lasted less than two seconds before it fell apart. The fire tornado was still unscrupulous, pounced with teeth and claws.
Alice's bright face was covered in gray stains, and her silver-white robe was blackened. She was now behind the magic barrier, her eyes were fixed on the mysterious black robe that was not in a hurry, and she said coldly:
"Silver spear!"
An unstable light swung through the tip of her wand, and the next moment, an extremely rich silver-white beam burst out, like a silver waterfall.
The mysterious black robe was taken aback, and the fire tornado quickly turned around to meet the beam. When the light dissipated, the fire tornado was also greatly diminished and dying.
"The man of the silver spear...... Go to hell. ”
The black robe said in disgust, and two ghostly flames suddenly appeared in the air. It looks inconspicuous, but it contains terrifying magical fluctuations.
Two flames came to Alice in an instant. Alice, who was severely consumed by her mana, tried her best to dodge, and the black flames exploded behind her, and the aftermath shook her and she couldn't help but stagger forward.
However, another green light came along with the arrogant voice of the black robe:
"Avada suo!"
"Retreat three feet!"
Alice, who was already powerless to dodge, subconsciously glanced at Professor Krell when faced with the impending death. However, before she could react, a red light arrived first, knocking her sideways for some distance.
Green light grazed her side, and she was unharmed.
Professor Krell, who was not far away, breathed a sigh of relief. He had long known that this woman's magnification move had sequelae, but fortunately, the enemy withdrawal spell issued first came in handy.
"Yaxley, where's your sister?"
He didn't kill Alice, and the mysterious black robe was not angry, he looked at Professor Krell and said with a strange smile.
"It's your business."
Professor Krell quickly picked up Alice, who was temporarily incapacitated, and said fiercely.
"Let's go. I'll wait until Dumbledore returns. ”
Professor McGonagall glanced at the mysterious black robe again and said calmly. For her, the lives of everyone in Hogwarts are always the most important.
The remaining Death Eaters and Dark Devils naturally couldn't let them go easily, and when they saw that the mysterious black robe had the upper hand, they turned out spells to cheer, and all kinds of unforgivable spells smashed in the direction of Professor McGonagall's retreat.
Although it is not known whether the black robe is friend or foe, Professor McGonagall is undoubtedly an enemy.
It's just that Professor McGonagall and the others insist on leaving, and the dark wizards can't easily stop them. Colorful spells struck Professor Flitwick's condensed barrier of magic, crumbling enough to hold a few people out of the battlefield.
"Stop chasing, follow me."
The mysterious black robe glanced at the retreating few people, but did not pursue. It was unrealistic for him to want to keep them in his current state, not to mention that he had more important things to do.
His body floated back into the air, speeding towards the depths of the Forbidden Forest. The direction is exactly what the blood of the horses is pointing to.
The Death Eaters and the Dark Cultists looked at each other, but eventually gritted their teeth and followed.
Regardless of whether they are hostile to the outside world or not, they have tacitly put aside their grudges in Hogwarts for the time being. They looked at the mysterious black-robed figure flying away, and they all followed.