Chapter 1203 The Fighter at the Bar Gate

Torn apart... Duplicated in pairs... Floating into the sky... Grow big fast! "

After a series of incantations, the street outside the Leaky Cauldron bar suddenly rumbled loudly.

However, the floor tiles, which were originally only the size of a palm, were split, copied, lifted into the air, and enlarged under the combined application of a series of magic spells. Step by step, they turned into a nightmarish rain of stones very quickly. Self-weight fell from the sky.

And this was the work of Aberforth Dumbledore who just came here.

It must be said that compared to his elder brother Albus Dumbledore, Aberforth was much inferior in terms of magical talent and comprehension. But obviously, as long as you don't compare yourself with the top group of people, Aberforth's ability is actually not weak at all.

Especially his dueling level. As a wizard who doesn't like to do research by nature, Aberforth's combat ability can be improved by actual combat.

In recent years, it's fine to get older, but in the past, he never caused less trouble. Back then, "friendly discussions" with some people who didn't deal with him were usually the most daily "sports" in his youth.

To be honest, when it comes to actual wizard fighting, he can even be said to be stronger than most Auror and Dark wizard strikers.

Looking at the entire street covered in dust and fog, Aberforth didn't pause.

He knew that the bombardment of the boulders just now might not be able to eliminate all the fighting power of those black wizards, so he waited for those enlarged stones to fall to the ground, and immediately rushed into the smoke and dust flying in the sky.

"Stupid-"

"Disarm you!"

"...to pieces!"

"Let loose and let go!"

Aberforth naturally knows the technique of silent spells, but he has always been a power supremacist. In order to make each of his spells faster, stronger, and swifter, he usually recites the mantra of each spell as loudly as possible during battle.

Moreover, his fighting style tends to be more informal than others...

"Ok?"

suddenly,

Aberforth, who was rampaging in the smoke and dust, noticed that suddenly two dark wizards pointed their wands at him at the same time. It can be seen that the two people were in two diametrically opposite positions, one close and one far away, which made him fall into a dilemma for a while.

"Lock the tongue and seal the throat!"

However, at this moment, Aberforth still didn't hesitate at all.

Seeing that he cast a simple sealing spell first, temporarily interrupting the spell cast by the dark wizard in the distance, and at the same time, he strode towards the one that was closer to him without looking back. By one's side.

When the other party was about to cast a spell, Aberforth didn't even have the intention of reciting the spell. He just raised his right hand holding the wand, pushed the opponent's wand away rather roughly, and then "handed" his old fist to the man's cheek.

"boom!"

Accompanied by the sound of a heavy beating, the black wizard was thrown out abruptly by him.

There is no doubt that Aberforth, who has the same outstanding height as Professor Dumbledore and has a body like Hagrid's tendons, has a lot of strength. This physical version of the Disarming Curse must be much more ruthless than Maca when used here.

"All petrified."

It's just that he was still worried about knocking people down. When he dodged to avoid the magic spell shot from behind, Aberforth also sent another full-body binding spell to the opponent, and then turned to face the next enemy.

And until now, the dust in the nearby area has finally settled, revealing a messy street that was smashed by the "stone rain" just now.

"Oh! This is really ruthless! And the use of the combination spell just now...Kingsley, I think it is very valuable for reference!"

By a window on the second floor of the Leaky Cauldron, listening to Sirius' evaluation of Aberforth's battle outside, Kingsley immediately shook his head.

"Maybe in a relatively open place, but in this kind of city...if you are not afraid of accidental injury!" He said, "Obviously, Aberforth's control over various spells is definitely stronger than it appears on the surface. Conspicuous destructive power is stronger!"

"And I still have the guts!" Tonks leaned in behind the two of them, and couldn't help but add in a low voice, "If I had the power to control myself, I would definitely not dare to have Muggles living near this kind of place." Throwing so many big stones down the street!"

Hearing this, Sirius couldn't help shrugging his shoulders, and then shouted downstairs:

"Aberforth - watch out for the door! There's a lunatic stronger than the rest in that flame -"

Originally, he and Kingsley planned to let Aberforth leave here to hide for a while, after all, there were indeed many dark wizards out there. But now seeing how fierce the bearded old man is, the two of them naturally came up with the idea of ​​letting each other hold on for a little while longer.

Because they knew that the flame of the Fiery Flask would go out by itself in a minute or two. At that time, they will rush out to support them, maybe they will be able to wipe out all those black wizards.

You must know that there may be fewer enemies in other places outside right now than here, but it may not be safe to go there. It would obviously be a good thing for both parties if Aberforth could come in and join them earlier.

...

"In the flames?"

A dark wizard who had his leg crushed under a boulder not far away, but who still wanted to cast a spell to sneak attack him, knocked him out with a blow, and then Aberforth turned his head and glanced at the door of the Leaky Cauldron.

The bright blue flame in front of the door was still lingering endlessly, and it was so dazzling from his side that he couldn't even see half of the figure.

However, Sirius will naturally not be aimless. Hearing the reminder from the upstairs window, Aberforth began to pay attention to the movement of the flames.

However, while entangled with the dark wizards outside, Aberforth secretly watched for a long time, only to find that there were only flames flickering, but no one came out.

Could it be that the sound of the boulder hitting the ground just now didn't attract the other party's attention?

"I can't even hear this, is that still a 'crazy'? Let me see, that's deaf!"

After dodging a spell, Aberforth curled his lips and muttered, and then took the initiative to cast an explosion spell into the blue flame that was gradually turning from prosperity to decline.

"boom--"

"Hey!"

Seeing Kingsley upstairs who had been looking down below, he almost wanted to make Aberforth restrain himself—after all, those Aurors and strikers downstairs were still holding the protective spell!

This exploding spell will undoubtedly increase their pressure.

But considering that Aberforth was still fighting, and he was still fighting with the danger of one enemy, Kingsley refrained from saying that, and just continued to assist Aberforth from a distance from time to time with Sirius few times.

Needless to say, Aberforth's Explosion Curse finally succeeded in blasting out the mad wizard who was still bathed in the flames and focused on dealing with the magic barrier just now.

Yes, it was really "bombed" out!

It can be seen that when the remaining blue flames scattered and splashed, a figure was also thrown from the side by the impact of the explosion, and rolled heavily to the side.

However, it's just an ordinary explosion spell, and it won't cause too much damage to the lunatic wizard who has already strengthened himself with some unknown power.

The next moment, Aberforth, Kingsley and others upstairs saw that the other party who rolled and fell to the side soon got up again.

And it was obvious that the mad wizard was already aroused, and immediately rushed towards Aberforth. Its running speed seems to be much higher than that of ordinary people, and its movements are more flexible.

"This guy, did he transform from a rabbit?"

Although he didn't forget to say a few words, Aberforth's reaction was not slow. Seeing that the opponent was still far away from him, he first cast a backhand spell to force a black wizard to back away, then pointed his wand forward, and said calmly:

"There are many obstacles!"

As soon as this obstacle spell landed in front of the opponent, Aberforth found that the effect on the opponent was much lower than normal. Even if the guy slowed down the approaching speed a little, he was quickly separated by the opponent. The effective range of the Obstacle Curse is limited.

And almost in the next second, a green light that was still extremely eye-catching in the gray fog suddenly erupted from the tip of his staff, making Aberforth's heart tremble.

No matter how unscrupulous Aberforth's temper was, he couldn't help but realize that he might have underestimated the guy he blasted out of the flames.

It seems that the "stronger" that Sirius said is not an exaggeration.

"Flocks of birds—"

While calling out flocks of birds to meet the Killing Curse, Aberforth seemed to have eyes behind him, and moved a few steps sideways to avoid a curse approaching him from behind.

Immediately afterwards, he raised his hand again, and another explosive curse was thrown forward.

But this time, his target was not the lunatic's body, but the ground in front of him.

"Boom!"

It is naturally much easier to dodge before the curse touches the real object, but after the explosion is triggered, it is very difficult for the opponent to dodge.

It seemed that Aberforth immediately realized the possibility that the spell would be dodged after seeing the other party running with agility and swiftness. Therefore, he had the wit to choose an attack method that did less damage but was more difficult to dodge.

What's more, the first blow proved that the damage that the Explosive Curse could do to that guy was actually not that great.

Immediately, seeing that the other party was affected by the aftermath of the explosion again, Aberforth's next curse was also thrown out.

He only saw that the fragments of bricks and stones that were blown away were still in mid-air, and they were condensed into one piece by his transfiguration technique combined with the floating spell, and then mercilessly smashed down on the fallen mad wizard.

If this hit is real... I don't know if that guy's physical defense is as strong as his defense against magic spells?

Aberforth was looking forward to it.

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