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Just as I was thinking about it, a dazzling green light suddenly shot up into the sky from below. The dazzling magic was like a meteor shooting up from below, illuminating half of the forest.
Kyle had only seen a killing curse of this degree on Voldemort.
He cursed in his heart, but had to stop sweeping the broom.
Because the direction of the curse was not far in front of him, it was a warning. If he didn't stop, it was uncertain where the next killing curse would fall.
Kyle could only turn around and fall back to the ground.
He jumped off his broom, and before he could stand firmly, a group of people surrounded him...the same people he saw at the entrance of the forest, all of them were here.
"Nice to meet you again, this... Beauxbatons graduate." The witch came over.
She changed into a blue robe that was many years out of fashion and tied her hair into a round bun.
"Oh no, I should call you a Hogwarts graduate. Beauxbatons can't produce students like you."
"How did you know?" Kyle asked.
"Because I graduated from Beauxbatons." The witch straightened her clothes, "But I don't see any familiar feeling in you."
"Well, I should have said Durmstrang." Kell shook his head in annoyance.
"In fact, we also have students from Durmstrang here." Another older wizard said, "Boy, you dare to lie to us."
His whole body was hunched over, and he felt like he couldn't even walk steadily, but his hand was firmly holding his wand.
"You lied to me, didn't you?" Kyle laughed, "Magical animal scholars, do you know how many legs a cat-leopard has?"
"Nonsense, of course it has four legs." the man blurted out.
"It's six, idiot."
"Who are you kidding? Only spiders have six legs."
"The spider has eight."
Looking at the quarreling people, Kyle's mouth twitched unconsciously. He didn't expect these people to be so funny.
"Shut up." The witch scolded, ending the farce. "Okay, we are even now. Now let's talk business. Can you please tell me how to enter the tower? In return, we will pay you a huge amount of gold. How about that?"
"What tower... I don't understand what you are saying?" Kyle blinked.
"I don't want to waste time." The witch raised her hand. "Perhaps the Cruciatus Curse can make you smarter."
"Wait, I'll tell you." Kyle raised his hand quickly, "But before that, can you tell me your name? You already know that I'm a student at Hogwarts, so I have to know who you are too."
"Amara," the witch said.
"I want the real name."
The witch was silent for a moment, "Wenda Rosier."
It was indeed her, the famous Black Rose of France, Grindelwald's most loyal follower, and one of the few famous people in Beauxbatons.
"Can you tell me now? I want the answer."
"Of course, after all, we agreed on this." Kyle nodded, "First, you need to find a photo, a photo of Nurmengard. It has the address here. Just take a look at it, and you can push open the door."
"Where's the photo? Give it to me."
"I don't have it." Kyle spread his hands. "How could you give me such an important thing? It's in Nicolas Flamel's hands. You can go to him for it."
There was silence for a moment, and then...
"Heart-breaking and bone-cutting!"
Without any hesitation, Wenda Rosier raised his hand and cast a Cruciatus Curse, heading straight for Kyle's position.
Fortunately, he was prepared and hid behind a thick tree in time.
"Or you can crawl in through the gap at the top of the tower." Kyle huddled himself as far as possible behind the tree and continued, "Although the space is not big, if you can turn yourself into a flea or a wisp of smoke, you can still squeeze in."
Kyle's response was more curses.
This time it wasn't just Wenda Rozier, everyone else had lost their patience as well.
The tree where he was hiding was blown down by spells flying from all directions. Kyle had no choice but to continue looking for another place.
"No need to go through so much trouble." Rozier's voice came from behind, "There is an easier way. All you have to do is lead us there... and catch him!"
The encirclement began to shrink, but while she was talking, Kyle also found an opportunity.
In the current situation, he had to find a way to break out first. He chose a lame wizard as a breakthrough point. Although it was a bit unkind, he couldn't care less about that at this moment.
Kyle raised his wand and the surrounding trees began to grow wildly. The saplings that were as thick as a wrist grew into buckets in the blink of an eye, and the adult trees became like millstones, instantly blocking everyone's sight.
As Kyle's main target, the lame wizard was immediately entangled by the twisted and wriggling branches, and the sharp branches pierced his body like spears.
As followers of Grindelwald sixty years ago, these wizards were not inexperienced opponents like werewolves. After the initial surprise, they quickly thought of countermeasures.
A flame burst out from the tip of the wand...
"Be careful." Kyle warned: "Using the Fiery Curse here will affect Nurmengardri."
Almost subconsciously, the man immediately interrupted his magic.
Kyle also took the opportunity to run past him and snatched his wand without any hesitation. At the same time, he waved his hand, and the thick branch turned into a big mouth full of fangs, biting down on the opponent's leg.
"Click..."
"Ah!" The shrill cry of pain echoed in the forest.
"Tron...damn it!"
The ground beneath the witch's feet rose and turned into huge stone chains, tying up all the still squirming trees and fixing them firmly in place.
With her help, the others quickly broke free and gathered around.
"Trump!"
One of them ran over to the wizard whose wand Kyle had taken away and checked his injuries.
"The leg was broken, bitten off." The man's eyes were red, "This method is cruel enough, is he really a student taught by Dumbledore?"
"What nonsense are you talking about?" said another wizard. "We are enemies. It's pretty good now. Although this injury looks scary, it can be cured by using bone spirit and other magic potions. Under the circumstances, he could easily kill Trang."
"He did it on purpose." Wenda Rozier came over.
"Don't forget, there are often Voldemorts and Chimeras here. Trang's wand was stolen and his leg was broken. If no one is looking after him, he will probably be killed by these beasts."
"But this way, there will be two fewer people chasing him at once."
"What a smart child... But this is the only chance to save him." Wenda Rosier suddenly laughed, and she turned her fingers slightly, pointing the wand at Trang on the ground.
"No, Amara, Wenda..." The two people next to him blurted out, "Please, we are the only ones still alive. It's been sixty years. Can we just treat him as dead?"
"That won't do..." Wenda Rosier said meaningfully, closing her eyes and twirling the wand between her fingers.
"You stay and take care of Trang." She opened her eyes again and looked at the wizard who had just spoken. "Everyone else, come with me to bring our guest back. Don't let him wander around in the dangerous forest alone."
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(End of this chapter)
Chapter 829 Rozier's Decision
"All petrified!"
In the forest, Kyle quickly threw the spell behind him, but his target was not Wenda Rozier and others who were chasing him, but those thick trees.
First use the softening spell to put the trees down across the middle of the road, and then turn them into stone, which can form a more solid barrier and at least hinder those who are pursuing him... for a few seconds.
Kyle originally thought that his opponents were a group of old men and women in their seventies and eighties who had difficulty walking, so it should be easy to get rid of them, but he soon found out that he was wrong.
People don't even need to run, but just fly in the sky like a ghost. As long as the magic power is enough, age is not a problem at all.
To be honest, this was the most difficult battle Kyle had ever experienced in these years. It was even difficult for him to launch an effective counterattack.
More importantly, the combat awareness of these people was on a completely different level from the Death Eaters he had encountered before, and their reaction speed was too fast.
Kyle used many tricks but still couldn't gain the upper hand. In addition to the initial sneak attack that killed two opponents, he also used the Nangdu leopard to set a trap and tried to lure the opponent into it.
It was indeed effective. Because the wizard didn't know Kyle's methods, the fastest wizard didn't have time to react and rushed directly into the poisonous fog and fell asleep...but that was all.
The others didn't even hesitate for a second. After noticing something was wrong with their companions, they immediately changed their positions and dispersed to both sides. The person who stayed at the back took the initiative to use the Bubble Head Curse and rushed into the poisonous fog to save people... His movements were clean and neat, as if they had been rehearsed countless times.
Later, when he was about to be caught up, Kyle threw out twenty pots of Mandrake in one breath. Although it made him feel very sad, the effect was surprisingly good. The range of the sound was wider than the poisonous fog, and it successfully killed two people... As for whether they were still alive, Kyle didn't know. He only knew that there were three fewer people chasing him.
As for the biting kale...others used flying ones, so this thing was completely useless, so Kyle didn't waste it.
So far, the only trump card he can use seems to be the basilisk, but the opponent still has five people left, including the strongest Wenda Rozier.
She followed in the middle of the team at a leisurely pace and with great patience.
Kyle didn't think of using the same old trick again, using the mandrake or the poison mist trap. Judging from the other party's performance, they probably wouldn't fall in the same place twice.
There was another rustling sound behind him. It was the sound of clothes and leaves blowing past. Kyle was already very familiar with it. When he heard this sound, it meant that those people had caught up with him.
Kyle didn't hesitate, he just turned around and pointed his wand behind him.
"The Divine Edge is Shadowless!"
Three invisible wind blades cut through the air, cutting everything in front of them into two pieces, including two trees and an arm holding a magic wand.
At the same time, a hazy silver-white light flashed on his left, and the white light turned into a shield, blocking the stun spell that was coming rapidly from the left.
The silver shield flashed a few times and then instantly appeared behind him, blocking another spell, but this time it shattered itself and turned into a small silver spot of light.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Kyle turned over again and rode away on his broom.
The Firebolt simply couldn't exert its original speed while flying through the forest, but Kyle didn't dare to fly too high, otherwise he would become a target in the sky where he could see everything. He could only reduce his speed in exchange for cover.
"S***!" Someone cursed. "This is the nth time it has happened. This is such a troublesome magic. Doesn't his armor need to be actively controlled?"
"Probably not necessary." Rozier narrowed his eyes, "Tinos, how are you?"
"I'm fine, I was just careless." The wizard named Tinos picked up his arm, endured the pain and put it on the wound, gritted his teeth and recited a spell.
The wound emitted a blue light and began to heal slowly.
"Are all British wizards like this nowadays? How old is he? Twenty? He can actually force the twelve of us into this state!"
"And his magic is really weird, almost all of it is rune magic, it's really unreasonable."
"It's probably not everyone, only him." Rosier said, "... a magical genius, which is probably why Dumbledore asked him to come to Nurmengard."