The inability of a werewolf in his transformed form to cast spells should be a recognized thing in the wizarding world. Werewolves' physical fitness is extraordinary, and if they were able to cast spells like normal wizards, they would have been able to dominate the wizarding world a long time ago.

However, it seems that Hall Chad is not casting regular magic, but a spell that blesses physical fitness, as evidenced by his increased movement speed.

Hall Chard's claws slammed into Nolin's magic barrier, and Norlin couldn't even catch his movements for a moment before he faintly heard a crisp sound in the air, and a slight crack appeared under his claws.

Not only speed, but also strength......

Norlin thought in his heart, and soon had a plan. His wand was tipped towards him, and his body quickly dissipated into the air.

The Illusion Charm was a tried and tested spell, but it had lost its effect at the moment. Hall Chad completely lost Nolin's sight, but he didn't panic at all, sneered, sniffed hard, and his claws found Nolin's position with unmistakable accuracy, striking again.

Norin frowned, and couldn't help but curse himself in his heart, forgetting that the werewolf's nose was more sensitive than that of the hound, and he could easily track his own scent.

"Loose and energetic!"

Seeing that Hall Chad's attack could not be avoided, Norin simply relentlessly condensed all the remaining magic power of the magic barrier in one place, blocking the path of his claws, and a magic spell was launched, facing the direction he came.

The magical barrier that had been held up for a long time shattered under this claw, and Norin's spell successfully hit the opponent. Hall Chard's body took a step backwards, slowing down visibly by a few points.

The corners of Nolin's mouth hooked, and the next slowing spell seamlessly followed, hitting Hall Chad in the chest again.

Hall Chad raised his arm with some effort, his strength much weaker than before. He let out a low roar and burst out as fast as he could, his body turning into an afterimage and heading straight at Norin, clearly wanting a quick victory.

Norin reacted very quickly and pointed to the ground, exclaiming:

"Shadow Imprisonment!"

Under the tables and chairs, in the corners, wherever there was a shadow, a hand made of shadows quietly stretched out, reaching out from all directions towards Hall Chad who was moving at high speed.

Norlin's body rolled twice on the ground, claws narrowly grazing through his hair. Hall Chad couldn't strike a blow, and just when he stood still, he found that his movements were much slower than before, like being trapped in a swamp, unable to move an inch.

Unconsciously wrapped around his body, he was entangled in many shadow hands, holding him tightly to prevent him from moving.

"Damn ......"

Hall Chad roared through gritted teeth, desperately trying to break free from the shadows, but finding that it was in vain, he could only continue to pounce on Norin.

However, his speed was not as fast as he used to be, and Norlin was always able to keep a certain distance from him, using the long-range advantage of magic to fly a kite.

As Nolin's spell hit his body one by one, Hall Chad felt like he might be running out of power.

However, while Hall Chad was desperate, Norlin also had considerable doubts...... How is this wolf different from other werewolves, this is too capable of carrying it, right?

Norin roughly estimated that this werewolf had already been hit by more than a dozen spells, and six of them had been used for the stun spell alone, and even a fire dragon would have to stop and gasp twice, right?

But the werewolf in front of him can still hold on, and this kind of magic resistance is even comparable to that of the basilisk.

Coupled with the magic he had unleashed earlier, Norlin became interested in the werewolf. Instead of killing him, he used the Unconscious Charm again, breaking down his defenses step by step.

Probably because of the basement, the ground was full of dirt and compacted cement blocks, and the sound was not too loud.

However, this sound was like a death knell in the hearts of all the lying werewolves, and they could not imagine that the powerful leader had fallen at the hands of this young wizard.

Norin immediately struck another binding spell, and the magic wrapped upward, binding Hall Chad on the ground to a strong knot.

After dealing with the strong enemy, his state of mind relaxed slightly, but the hair on the back of his neck stood on end, and a sharp bloodthirsty aura was about to touch his neck.

Norin subconsciously flipped his body to the ground, and the wand in his hand spewed out a red light, which accurately hit the sneak attacker's body.

Jasmine, who came behind Norin quietly, seized that opportunity and was about to kill the killer, but he didn't expect Norlin to react so quickly, and he was beaten back again and again by the red light.

The spell Nolin hastily unleashed was not very powerful, otherwise with the strength of the battle with Hall Chard, the little vampire might have been killed by the spell on the spot.

There was no one standing in the room anymore.

Norlin rolled over and stood up, patted the dust off his clothes, ignored Hall Chard, who was restrained by him, and walked towards Jasmine.

Jasmine's thin arms were propped up on the ground, and her little face flushed abnormally, looking in utter pain, but more than that, hatred and unconcealed fear.

She knew that this man was very strong, but she could never have imagined that he would be able to deal with a room full of werewolves. She stubbornly stared at Nolin with her eyes wide open, her heart overwhelmed by despair.

Jasmine had seen Norin's decisiveness and knew that betraying himself would not be spared. She closed her eyes and waited for death to come.

However, after waiting for a long time, she did not wait for Nolin's spell. When she opened her eyes, she saw that Norlin had walked up in front of Hall Chad and dragged a chair over and sat down.

Hall Chard's mental activity can be described as extremely rich. He didn't expect that this battle would end in his own defeat.

He didn't take Norin to heart at first, but he was just a wizard, and he had always been unafraid of wizards in the battle in a small space.

However, he didn't expect that this little imp could not be measured by ordinary wizards. The total amount of mana is terrifying, and there are many spells that can be obtained, especially those control spells, which torture him to the extreme.

"Can you tell me now?"

Norlin sat down in his chair for a long time, looked at Hall Chad with a smirk, released some of his confinement, and asked out loud.

Hall Chad craned his neck and looked at him in disbelief, wondering in his heart about the young wizard's origins.

"It's so loud, do you want to tear down my bar?"

Hall Chad was still struggling with how to answer, but the door was pushed open, and a sexy voice came in.

Norin turned his head to look at it, his eyes narrowly constricted. It was the wild girl on the dance floor.