Chapter 209: A Challenge from a Foreign Country (Part II)
One thunder was easily blocked, but the second one struck again after a moment, and it was obvious that this attack could not be blocked forever. And looking at the appearance of the old Taoist priest, there is more than one means. Dumbledore's apparition shifted to another place, ignoring the attack, and his wand pointed at the sky, spewing out a ball of unimaginably large orange-red flames.
Dumbledore continued to attack the old Taoist priest with fast and powerful spells in order to interrupt the opponent's next spell, while constantly and quickly consuming mana power to perform short-distance apparition shifts to avoid one thunderbolt after another, and controlled the flames in his mind, turning into a phoenix and flying into the clouds. Did he want to use the heat to burn away the clouds?
The old priest struggled to defend against Dumbledore's torrential rain of spells, wielding his weapon lightly and silently chanting the next incantation. At this time, the fire phoenix that was swallowed by the clouds actually exploded in the clouds, and after a dazzling flash, the expanding air formed a huge impact, blowing the entire thundercloud into a circular cloud ring. The violent impact continued to spread outward, blowing everyone from the Ministry of Magic, teachers and students watching the battle from the sidelines, and Professor McGonagall swung his staff to create a magical barrier to protect those behind.
The cloud ring in the sky, under the influence of some mysterious method of this Chinese wizard, slowly gathered again, and at this time, the old Taoist priest resisted Dumbledore's dazzling attack, and exerted his strength again - the vines and trees on the ground suddenly grew, each of which grew into a huge plant nearly ten meters high, and swept towards Dumbledore at the same time, as if to restrain him.
The apparition was useless, and the plants found their target again in a matter of minutes and pounced frantically, so Dumbledore had no choice but to give up the attack for the time being, and used the flaming flames again to try to burn the plants. But the wall of fire that Dumbledore spent a few seconds to create was obviously unable to instantly burn the plants that the other party had spent more than ten seconds catalyzing.
Flames can't work quickly...... By this time, Dumbledore had realized that the fighting styles of wizards in the East and the West were completely different. But he couldn't think of a way to solve it for a while, so he could only use a lot of magic power to perform short-range phantom transformation, while taking time out of the plants to give each other a moment.
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Dumbledore was at a disadvantage!βeven the outsiders could see that the clouds in the sky had gathered again to form a circular pattern, and Dumbledore had not had time to burn all the plants. If this continues, in a few seconds, Dumbledore will be caught between two powerful spells.
Dumbledore didn't come up with a good solution, so he could only continue to harass the other party with spells, while preparing for the next spell-
This time there was no thunder in the clouds...... No, not snow, but almost pouring down ice crystals, each one mixed with magic and the tremendous kinetic energy that fell from a great height, poured down on Dumbledore, and at this time the huge plants on the ground were barely burned, and a few roasted blackened plants shook their branches in an attempt to continue attacking the enemy. And Dumbledore watched the other party holding a wooden sword to drive the ice crystals in the sky, and he didn't have time to fight back, so he could only drive the magic power, gave himself a thick protective shield, and then was wrapped in the surging storm of ice crystals.
The clouds in the sky were all smaller, because too much water had been converted into ice crystals, and where Dumbledore had been standing, there was now only a large ice ball. The magic contained in the ice crystal seemed to limit Dumbledore's phantom transformation, and he could only eat this trick, Dumbledore was just wrapped in it, unable to resist?
Dumbledore had already realized that the fast attack could not solve such an opponent, so he hid in the ice hockey and resisted the huge pressure for a while, and also held back a big move.
"Explosion!" A shockwave that was more violent than the explosion of the fire phoenix just now came from inside the ice ball, this time it was an extremely pure burst of magical power, and in terms of magical power, it far exceeded any spell used by both sides from the beginning of the battle to the present, and the adult wizards who were watching the battle were shocked, and immediately joined forces to set up a magic shield to protect more and more students watching the battle.
The ice ball was blown up without a trace in an instant, and the fragments were splashed in all directions by the magic power, and of course, under Dumbledore's control, most of them shot at the white-haired wizard from China on the opposite side. But even so, the scattered fragments still shook and trembled the magical shield cast by several professors, including Lockhart.
The counterattack was quite effective, not only interrupting the opponent's next lengthy spell, but also tearing all the remaining plants on the ground and blowing away all the remaining plants on the ground, and most importantly, the shockwave once again forced the rolling clouds overhead, so that Dumbledore did not have to worry about the threat from above him for a while.
Forced by the fragments of his own ice ball, the wolf was overwhelmed, and retreated a few meters repeatedly, the old Taoist priest looked unconvinced, and after strengthening the magic of the body again, he floated backwards to open up the distance, and at the same time prepared a more powerful spell again.
The air began to flow violently, and the pressure changed violently in a small area, and a lot of wind blades appeared in the air, and at the same time, a tornado-like air flow appeared outside the body of an old Taoist priest, protecting himself.
But Dumbledore was clearly not ready to fight any more, it was not a life-and-death battle, it was just a scramble, and there were so many students watching the battle on the grass next to the Hogwarts campus.
"I'm throwing in the towel!" Dumbledore pointed his wand to his throat and widened his voice, "Your Excellency's use of magic has been an eye-opener for me, but if we have to win, we will all have to use some means that could cause serious consequences, and I am willing to admit defeat." β
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This is the end of Scrimgeour watching, which is more exciting than the wizarding duel between Dumbledore and Grindelwald that shocked Europe decades ago, because the methods of the two sides were completely different, and obviously much more powerful. Was it that battle many years ago that Dumbledore and Grindelwald were released, or did the top wizards once again widen the gap between them and ordinary wizards after so many years?
Although the people from the Ministry of Magic were not satisfied, they dutifully translated the words to the other party, and the old Taoist priest put away his weapon with great interest.
After meeting at the crowd watching the battle, the old Taoist priest seemed very happy: "Deng Budun Daoist, to be honest, there are many people on our side who have always thought that the West is a barbarian land, and there is no brilliant wizard culture at all, and I have always disagreed with this. It wasn't until this time that I took the initiative to ask for a trip to the West that I got dry goods to prove that the hermit has always been a frog at the bottom of the well, and European wizards, both in quality and quantity, are not inferior to us. β
With the help of translators, the most high-end wizards from the East and the West communicated smoothly.
"Where, your Excellency's skills in the use of magic power really amaze me, it seems that there is no communication, there is really no development, maybe we can go back and sort out some information for the reference and learning of the wizards on both sides. Dumbledore was also very polite, "But this fight, there is no doubt that I lost." β
"No, no, no, why bother to say that meaningless polite words, Poor Dao knows it. The old Taoist priest sincerely excused himself, "If you continue to fight, it will be nothing more than forcing you to use thunder to injure me and interrupt my comfortable spell casting attack." Your attack speed and mana burst ability are far above me, and your mana strength also makes me sigh that I am losing down. β
"Hehe," Dumbledore shook his head, stopping his meaningless modesty, "This battle consumes a lot of mana, why don't you enter the castle and let me do my landlord's friendship?"
"Haha, don't bother, to be honest, I just established diplomatic relations with the Western wizard forces, and there are a lot of things to do, so I'll leave first!"
"If that's the case, I'm not going to force it anymore. Dumbledore smiled and nodded, "However, England is not at peace now, if Your Excellency is going back soon, you should be careful on the way." β