HP Approaches the Magical World

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

The moment Edmund uttered his voice, Eddie, who was hidden behind the big tree, moved when he heard the sound, and shot a petrification spell at Edmund.

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

Edmund was caught off guard and narrowly escaped the petrification spell, only to be stuck in place by Jon's swamp.

But that's all.

The bow hit the strings, and the rapid music sounded around Edmund in an instant.

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

When it comes to combat experience, how can these white wizards compare to the battle-hardened black wizards?

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

So he knew very well that the direction from which the petrification spell flew just now was not the direction from which he heard the voice.

Enemy, more than one.

So he stabilized himself at the first moment, and with continuous movements of his hands, he set up a magic field with the sound of the piano.

Black magic [mental interference] is the magic with the fastest effect in the magic system he has learned. Not to mention both offense and defense, 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 Disillusionment Curse collapsed instantly, and his whole body was exposed.

But it didn't matter anymore, Jon was already quite close to Edmund's body, and the white paper soaked in blood in his hand was also urged by magic power, and it slapped on Edmund's body with Jon's momentum.

court death!

Edmund's pupils shrank, his bow vibrated, and a wave of sound sent Jon flying.

Jon suddenly backed up as if he had been hit hard. Even though he was quick to grab Bane, who was frozen to the side, he still flung him a long way back.

But after a successful blow, Jon didn't want to fight, and threw a [Swamp Reappearance] backhand at Edmund who was trapped in place, and Jon ran back in the direction he came from.

The effect of [Monitoring Wind Whisper] has been removed by him. Facing a wizard who casts magic with music, the magic is to increase the combat power of the opponent, and it can save a little magic power when it is turned off.

Now I hope that the movement is big enough to attract the surrounding wizards to rush over.

Jon clapped the bracelet on his hand back, dragged Bain and ran back, Eddie who received the signal also ran out from behind the tree, and then the two of them grabbed Bain and ran back together.

Edmund was still held in place by the gravity of the swamp, but he was not in a hurry.

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

With a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth, Edmund pressed his fingers on the strings again.

In an instant, the ethereal and long sound of the violin entered the ears of Jon and Eddie. The music seemed to be whispering with ghosts, and echoed in their ears. In an instant, the music sounded like It is to control their souls like controlling Bane.

Even Jon couldn't resist the sudden and strong interference, and Eddie's footsteps softened and he almost fell down.

Subconsciously catching Eddie behind him, all the magic that Jon was about to cast and had already cast was interrupted by the sharp pain in his mind.

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

Helga cast a very rigorous protective magic on his soul, but this protective magic is not completely free, at least Jon's current soul strength will still feel very uncomfortable when the protective magic is touched .

Jon patted his head,

Qiang cheered up and dragged the two Ravenclaws towards the cave. No matter what, before Helga's protective restraint expired, at least go back to the secret passage.

Seeing that his magic did not succeed in one blow, Edmund was surprised, his eyes became more angry, and the restrictions under his feet also ignited the anger in his heart.

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

Immediately, it stopped abruptly.

It seems that the reappearance of Jon's quagmire has spread to the whole body, and his whole body is tightly restricted by some kind of force.

"I have known you for a long time, Mr. Black Musician from America."

Edmund's face was instantly frightened, because he was too familiar with this voice.

In the entire Western magic world, no matter whether it is a black wizard or a white wizard, there is no one who does not remember this voice.

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

Damn the intelligence system, didn't it say that Dumbledore is in Albania now?

However, he couldn't make any sound. Dumbledore's deep and warm voice sounded like the cold winter wind at this moment, making Edmund chill all over.

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

"The bow that was changed from the wand is made of yellow peach wood, and the strings are also good. It is the sinews of the red dragon? So it seems that the black wizard in America did the poaching case back then."

"Deng, Mr. Dumbledore."

The moment the surrounding air loosened, Edmund said hastily, "I think this is a misunderstanding. I didn't enter Hogwarts Castle."

"I heard that the tendons of the red dragon have the function of rubbing fire?"

Dumbledore didn't seem to hear Edmund's words, and played with the violin in his hand leisurely: "Did you accidentally burn the violin when you were playing it?"

"what did you say……"

"Like this..."

Dumbledore raised his hand and pulled the bow, a burst of flames shot out from the strings, and within a short while, the whole violin was burnt up.

"Look, isn't this flame very bright?"

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

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

Edmund screamed, but made no sound.

The flame in Dumbledore's hand fell lightly on Edmund's body, and after a burst of sparks flickered, only a pool of ashes remained on the ground.

"Eh? No soul left?"

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

Severus Snape walked up to him and handed Dumbledore a scroll of parchment.

"The identity of that person is here."