Although they knew that there were two people on their side, and even though they knew that all the members of the Gryffindor team were nearby, when Amosta's terrifying eyes were fixed on this side, Priam and Philo Ya still shuddered involuntarily, as if an adult Hungarian Horntail was opening its ferocious mouth towards them, trying to select and devour anyone
"Prian"
< p>Filoya held her boyfriend's wrist tightly, her voice trembling,"Are you sure he is just a weird nerd in Slytherin? Priyan, why do I feel the look in his eyes? It's scary, a bit like the crazy Hippogriff that Professor Keltburn showed us last week"
"Don't talk nonsense, Philoa, we are Gryffindor "The Wizard of the House of Courage"
Prian recognized Filoa's statement in his heart. The moment he made eye contact with Brian just now, if it weren't for Filoa hiding in his arms, Then he might have turned around and fled.
But his dignity as a man requires him to toughen up,
"Hey, bad boy Brian, don't look at us like this, you are doing it to yourself, who is it?" Let you run into the Forbidden Forest in the middle of the night and curse you with black magic. What are you doing?"
Huh
The magic is rioting, scattered in the soil, tree trunks and stones. The flames gathered at the tip of Amosta's dancing staff and turned into a solid golden fireball, just like a sun with endless light and heat suddenly rising on the sea level under the cover of night.
The terrifying high temperature quickly evaporated all the moisture in the cold and humid air and then spread to all sides. A pine tree near Amosta was scorched to the point of spontaneous combustion. Two little wizards dozens of feet away were even more intense. He was sweating profusely in an instant, as if he was standing in the crater of a volcano that was about to erupt.
"Don't be like this, Amosta, we just don't mean to do it."
Fear made Filoa beautiful There were two more lines of tears on her good face. She didn't realize what she said at all, she just instinctively begged for mercy.
Prian also raised his wand, but he knew very well that his iron armor spell, which was a question of whether it could be successfully released, could not stop the violent force from the tip of Amosta's wand. golden blazing sun.
"Get on your broom and run away"
The moment the livid-faced Amosta waved his wand, Priyan finally found some courage. He tried his best to throw Philoa and her Nimbus 1700 backwards, and let out a heart-rending roar,
"Go to Professor McGonagall, don't look back"
Prian may never know that it was the brilliance of humanity that bloomed between his life and death that saved him.
Seeing this scene, Amosta's eyes full of anger shook for a moment. The next second, his steady wrist suddenly pressed down a little, and the ball that was originally going to fall at his feet The fireball finally hit the ground ten feet away from him
Boom
It was like a supernova blooming towards the end of its life.The bright, terrifying fireball containing terrifying magic power burned the cracked ground into lava the moment it landed.
The scorching air that was pushed out instantly made a loud explosion, like a pressure cooker with full pressure being suddenly opened. Priyan's iron armor spell was broken before he could hold on for a second, and he even screamed. Before he could even make a sound, he was blown away by the tyrannical wave of air. He broke a tree as thick as his wrist with a click and rolled on the ground for more than ten times before he could stop. His back was already full of flesh and blood. Blur
The damage Filoya suffered was relatively light. Priyan blocked a considerable part of the impact for her, but even so, she was blown away more than ten feet by the surging air waves.
Standing behind the milky white magic barrier, Amosta, who was unscathed, looked sinisterly at the beaten Filoa, crying and climbing onto the broomstick, not even bothering to take off her robe. With the flames on it, he rushed towards the castle without looking back, and finally made no move.
The surroundings are in a mess, and without the support of magic power, the magic fire with special properties is still tenaciously eating away at the messy world.
Click, click
Amosta walked through the scorched earth and came to Priyan's side step by step. He lowered his head and looked down at the shocking scars on his back, his expression unmoved.
Prian is not dead, of course. Amosta doesn’t want to go to Azkaban to further his studies, at least not yet.
"Just now I was going to let you taste the pain of a broken limb"
Amosta said expressionlessly, "so that you can grow your brain, but in the end, you His bravery has earned him some dignity."
Amosta took out a bottle of white fresh food from the cloth bag in his arms, and several bottles of colorful potions with unclear effects, and mixed them according to the proportions. He fell on Prian's back and used the magic wand to cast the spell. The fleshy wound was open and the flesh buds squirmed, and new flesh soon grew.
Prian's face looked better, but a few ribs were still bent unnaturally. Amosta did not deal with his broken bones. This minor injury, Madam Pomfrey could easily fix that.
"I should also remember it for a long time, actually thinking that I would be safe in school"
Boom, boom, boom
Suddenly deep in the Forbidden Forest There were several shrieks piercing the air. When they got closer, they quickly split up and surrounded themselves from all directions. Five black shadows gradually emerged in the rolling fog.
Amosta was not surprised. Ever since he saw the Gryffindor uniforms worn by Prian and Filoa, he had expected that they would not act alone.
However, when a short and stocky figure became clear from the blur, Amosta still twitched the corner of his mouth uncontrollably.
Charlie Weasley is the younger brother of Bill Weasley, the second eldest son of the Weasley family, and the talented seeker of the Gryffindor team. There is actually a car-sized car hanging under his broomstick. Big, eight-eyed spider that was hit by at least three petrification spells at the same time
Amosta never knew that in the Forbidden ForestIt turns out that eight-eyed spiders can indeed play, these little lions of Gryffindor
As a sharp-eyed seeker, Charlie saw Puri at Blaine's feet at the first sight Ann, Charlie, who was more stable than his age, did not rush to question. He sat high on the broom and carefully looked around the frightening mess. When he saw the man in front of Amosta, who was almost three feet deep and still swollen. Breathing into the melting hole of green smoke, he took a breath of cold air,
"Where is Filoya, Brian?" Charlie's voice was as old as his appearance.
"Maybe it has been mixed with the soil."
Amosta said calmly, "You can look for it yourself, and maybe you can find a few fingernails or something. "
"You killed Philoa"
One of the Gryffindor players roared in disbelief, "And Priyan, his clothes. Where have you been? What did you do to him?"
A flood of angry comments came in. They raised their wands and pointed them at Amosta. Some shouted that Amosta should be sent away. Enter Azkaban.
Charlie Weasley does have a leadership quality that ordinary people do not have. Among this group of people, he is the youngest and the calmest. He thinks that Amosta cannot really kill Fei. Loya, unless he really wants to go to wizard prison, but it is irrefutable that Priyan was seriously injured, and the top priority at the moment is to keep Priyan safe.
Charlie took out his wand and cut into sections the rope hanging the Eight-Eyed Spider. He controlled the broom to float in the air and said in a deep voice,
"Give Priyan back to us, Bray. Well, otherwise, I'm afraid you'll have to suffer a little bit. "Please remember to bookmark the latest and fastest website for free reading without anti-theft