Altar of the Heavens of Harry Potter

Canaan looked at the people who were focusing on him, and explained: "I am the Auror of the Magic Union, Tofuos, everyone is safe."

They heard the words of Canaan. They all breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, there was a fierce fight upstairs, and it seemed that Schuster had already fought with them.

"Mr. Tofuos, don't you want to help the gentleman upstairs?" asked a middle-aged man holding a wand. He was very brave in the battle just now.

"Er..., sir, my mission is to protect you, and I don't know if there will be any dark wizards hiding around here, I'd better stay here and protect you." Canaan said with a straight face.

"But, there are so many dark wizards upstairs, can Mr. Schuster handle it?" Another wizard stood up and said worriedly. Without Shuster before, they would not have been able to hide for so long under the searches of so many black-robed wizards.

"Shuster is the leader of our Aurors. He is powerful. Don't worry, everyone. After all, your safety is also very important, isn't it?" Canaan made up his mind that he would not participate anyway.

At this time, the situation on the upper floor seemed to change again. Canaan saw a group of green flames turn into a fire bird, raging on the third floor.

"This is... the Fiercefire Curse!", it was devouring everything that could burn.

"We got the things! We can go." There was a loud cry from upstairs.

"This is Delan's voice." Canaan was very familiar with this voice. He had always thought that Delan might be caught by the Aurors. But I didn't expect Delan to be on the third floor all the time. And it looks like their organization got what it wanted.

Canaan said to the crowd: "Stay here and be safe. I'll go up to help. Remember to cover your ears." He hurried up to the third floor.

On the third floor, the fierce fire was still raging, and many lonely books were burned, and Canaan felt extremely distressed. But he also has no good way to deal with this powerful black magic.

Moreover, this kind of flame, the more it resists burning, the stronger it is, and even water and magic spells will become its nutrients. Seeing that it would take some time for the flames to spread to the first floor, Canaan felt a little relieved.

He cast himself a protective magic to isolate the temperature, then quickly crossed the flames and entered the corridor on the third floor. At the end of the corridor is the entrance to the fourth floor.

Faintly hearing conversations coming from ahead, Canaan slowly stepped lightly, and cast the Illusion Curse on himself. At this time, he suddenly felt that this kind of magic is the most important thing for wizards to learn, and it is the best in life-saving!

"I'll say it again, hand it over and I'll let him go."

Canaan stopped at the corner of the corridor, showing his head slightly to look at the situation.

I saw Shuster grabbing a black-robed wizard and turning his back to him. In front of him was a group of black-robed wizards standing guard at the stairs leading to the fourth floor. There were also some fallen black-robed wizards in the corridor. .

Shuster's combat power greatly exceeded Canaan's expectations. Unexpectedly, so many black-robed wizards failed to catch him, and several of them were counter-killed.

At this time, three people came out from the stairs. They were all dressed in modern clothes, without black robes. Seeing their faces, Canaan suddenly stared.

De Lan was among them, and another person he also knew was the guard who sent him out of the library today. The guard walked among the three of them. It seemed that his status was not low.

"It's you, Ferrot!" Shuster was very surprised when he saw the guard's face, and he unconsciously increased his strength with the left hand of the black-robed wizard.

"I didn't expect you to join them."

"Schuster, you made a mistake. I didn't join them, but they joined...me." Philroth emphasized the pronunciation of the last word.

"I don't have time to talk nonsense with you. Let him go. I'll let you go. We've already got what we want. It's pointless for you to stop me.

"Philrot continued.

"Wait, Ferrot, I don't agree with your decision. This Auror has killed many of us, and we cannot let him leave alive." The voice came from the mysterious fourth floor, and a black figure slowly walked down the stairs. Walking out of the middle, Canaan took a closer look, and saw that it was the former leading black-robed wizard.

Philroth glanced at the leader in the black robe behind him, "Kill him? Can you beat him? Now that the thing is in hand, there is no need to make extra trouble. Besides, he still has our people in his hands."

"Then kill them together." The lead wizard quickly took out his wand and aimed at Shuster with a spell.

And Shuster didn't expect the leading wizard to attack suddenly. He dragged the black-robed wizard in his hand back, and swung his wand with his right hand to defend with difficulty.

"Stop, No. 3! Don't challenge my patience! You know the rules of the organization!" Seeing that the leader in the black robe suddenly made a move regardless of his order, Ferroth said angrily.

"Oh, don't be angry, Philrot, I was just joking. I've killed a lot of people recently, so I'm used to it." The leading wizard in black robe said with a smile, and then put down the wand in his hand, as if he wasn't the one who did it just now.

"Schuster, let our people go. It's pointless for you to continue spending time here. The Fiercefire Curse outside has not been resolved, and there are still many people on the first floor." Ferrot looked at Schuss again special.

Shuster looked solemnly at the group of people opposite, and knew that it was meaningless for him to stay any longer. Then he pushed away the black-robed wizard beside him, and disappeared using Apparatus.

When Canaan saw Shuster disappearing suddenly, leaving him alone, he didn't dare to breathe, and stood there motionless against the wall.

Seeing Shuster leave, the remaining people were no longer as tense as before.

"Have you found the exact location?" the leading wizard in black robe asked.

"I have found it, but now I can only confirm that it is in France, and the specific location has to be found slowly." De Lan answered.

"Now I hope that Vimilu will go well. After all, without that, we won't be able to get in in the end." The leading black-robed wizard sighed, and then he looked at Philrot and pointed to the top of his head, "Number 2, Close this outer shell, we should go."

"Once this protective measure is turned on, we can only wait until the energy is exhausted, and there is no way to turn it off in advance." Philrot also looked at the leading black-robed wizard, and said slowly.

I didn't expect that this Ferrodt is only the number 2 of this organization, so who is the number 1? Grindelwald? Canaan was secretly surprised.

"What? Then we'll just wait here? Then wait for the Aurors outside to set up the anti-transition magic circle and catch us all?" The leading black-robed wizard lost control after hearing the answer.

After a moment of calm, he said again: "I don't believe it, you are not prepared at all." In his impression, No. 2 can be regarded as the brain of the organization, and he would never fail to consider this point and let them here die.

"I'm really not prepared, but don't worry, there is no Schuster outside, they are not so smart, and they don't have the time." Philroth said, he also took out a book, sat on the stairs, slowly It looked like he wasn't in a hurry at all.

"Shit!" Seeing Ferrot's indifferent expression, the lead wizard cursed in a low voice. But Canaan felt that he could hear it from the farthest distance, and probably everyone on the field could hear it.