HP Approaches the Magical World

　　 Jon didn't expect the other party to be so keen, but he had a plan for it.

　　 At the moment Edmond made a sound, Eddie, who was hidden behind the tree, moved when he heard the sound, and a petrified curse shot at Edmond.

　　At the same time, Jon also accelerated instantly, raising his wand in his hand, and a weakened version of [Mire Reappearance] was shot into the ground under Edmund's feet under the cover of the petrification curse.

　　 Edmund was caught off guard, who could have avoided the petrification curse, but was trapped in place by Jon's mud.

　　 But that's all.

　　 The bow hits the strings, and the rapid sound of music instantly ripples by Edmund's side.

　　 The curse that was originally intended to be released on Baine, after Edmund's slight change, changed from a single curse to a range of interference magic, because he knew that there was more than one enemy.

　　 Speaking of combat experience, how can these white wizards compare to the black wizards who have experienced many battles?

　　 As a violinist, his hearing is already quite strong, and the magical assistance is even more powerful.

　　 So he knew very clearly that the direction from which the petrification curse flew just now was not the direction he heard the sound.

　　 There is more than one enemy.

　　 So he stabilized himself at the first time, moving his hands repeatedly, setting up a magic field with the sound of the piano.

　　Black magic [mental interference] is the fastest magic in the magic system he learned. It is both offensive and defensive. The most important thing is that it can interfere with the opponent's spirit and plan the opponent's narrative and maintenance of magic.

　　 At the moment when this magic field was formed, Jon's maintenance of the phantom spell instantly collapsed, and his whole person was exposed.

　　 But it doesn't matter anymore, Jon is already quite close to Edmond's body, and the white paper in his hand that is soaked in blood is also spurred by magic, and it slaps Edmond on the body with Jon's impulse.

　　 Looking for death!

　　 Edmund's pupils shrank, the bow vibrated, and a sound wave knocked Jon away.

　　 Jon suddenly retreated like a heavy blow, even if he quickly grabbed Baine, who was stiff with his eyesight and hands, he still threw back a long way.

　　 Only a single blow was successful, and Jon didn't want to be in love with the fight. He threw a backhand at Edmund who was trapped in place [Reappearance of the Mud], and Jon ran back in the direction he came and went.

　　 The effect of [monitoring wind whispers] has been removed by him. Facing a wizard who relies on music to apply magic, this magic is turned on to increase the combat power of the opponent, and it can save a little magic power when turned off.

　　 I hope now that the movement is big enough to attract the surrounding wizards to come over.

　　 Jon clapped the bracelet on his backhand and dragged Baine back, and Eddie, who received the signal, also ran out from behind the tree. Then the two grabbed Baine and ran back together.

　　 Edmund is still trapped in place by the gravity of the mud, but he is not anxious.

　　 The black magic he learned was not originally created for mobile combat.

　　 With a cruel smile at the corners of his mouth, Edmund's fingers pressed on the strings again.

In an instant, the lingering and long violin sound penetrated into Jon and Eddie’s ears, and the music resounded in the ears of the two men as if they were whispering ghosts. In a flash, the sound of music seemed to resemble it. It was like controlling Baine, controlling their souls.

　　 This sudden and strong interference made it difficult for even Jon to resist. Eddie's footsteps softened and he almost fell.

　　 subconsciously caught Eddie behind him, all the magic that Jon was about to cast and had been cast was interrupted by the sharp pain in his mind.

　　 "Damn, the first layer of protection has been touched."

Helga imposes a very rigorous protection magic on his soul, but this protection magic is not completely cost-free. At least Jon's current soul strength will still feel very uncomfortable when the protection magic is touched. .

Jon patted his head, cheered up, and dragged two Ravenclaw's bodies toward the cave. Anyway, before Helga's protection prohibition expires, he should at least return to the secret road. Let's talk about it inside.

　　 Seeing that his magic did not succeed in a single blow, Edmund's eyes became more and more angry when he was surprised, and the restrictions under his feet made his heart raging.

　　 The sound of the piano suddenly accelerated, like a violent storm.

　　 then, stopped abruptly.

　　 It seems that Jon's quagmire reappears and spreads to his entire body, and his entire body is tightly restricted by some kind of force.

　　 "I've been admired for a long time, Mr. Black musician from America."

　　 Edmund’s face was instantly panicked, because the voice was so familiar to him.

　　 In the entire Western magical world, no matter whether it is a black wizard or a white wizard, no one will not remember this voice.

　　 The great guardian, the legendary wizard, Albus Dumbledore, even the dark wizard, have heard his speeches at various international magic associations.

　　 Damn intelligence system, doesn't it mean that Dumbledore is now in Albania?

　　 However, he could not make any sound. Dumbledore's deep and warm voice sounded like a winter wind at this moment, making Edmund cold all over his body. UU reading www. uukanshu. com

　　 His hand shook, and the violin in his hand was taken away by the old man.

　　 "The bow made from the magic wand is made of yellow peach wood. The strings are also good. They are the tendons of a red dragon? So it seems that the poaching case was made by a black wizard in America."

　　 "Deng, Mr. Dumbledore."

　　 The moment the surrounding air loosened, Edmund said hurriedly: "I think this is a misunderstanding. I did not enter Hogwarts Castle."

　　 "I heard that the red dragon's tendons rubbed together to make fire?"

　　 Dumbledore seemed to have not heard Edmund’s words, and he played the violin in his hand leisurely: "Will you accidentally burn the violin while you are playing?"

"what did you say…"

　　 "It's like this..."

　　 Dumbledore lifted his hands and pulled the bow, a flame burst from the strings, and in a short while, the whole piano was burnt clean.

　　 "Look, is this flame very bright?"

　　 Dumbledore made a sigh-like expression on his face, and pinched a flame with his right index finger and thumb.

　　 "What a beautiful flame, it's a pity that the burning time is too short. Wouldn't it be better if you change the fuel?"

　　 Edmund screamed, but there was no sound.

　　 The flame in Dumbledore's hand fell lightly on Edmund's body. After a burst of sparks flickered, only a puddle of ashes was left on the ground.

　　 "Huh? Didn't the soul remain?"

　　 Dumbledore seemed to be asking, and then a figure appeared under the moonlight.

　　 Severus Snape approached him and handed a roll of parchment to Dumbledore.

　　 "The identity of that person is here."