Homecoming from Hogwarts

Chapter 401 Welcome
Forgot your wand?

Amosta's words were like a gust of cold wind passing through the land, making the guests who were eager to witness a fierce battle of equal strength suddenly stunned.The same is true of old Batty, his face froze, and then, he looked at Amosta with a bit of gnashing of teeth in his eyes.

Forgot my wand, how could that be possible, what a poor excuse!

In just a few seconds, Batty's slight appreciation for Amosta was swept away. He glared at Amosta angrily. If it weren't for the crowd of spectators, he would probably rush up and give this young man a hard punch. up!

The wand is the life of a wizard. It is a more intimate partner than a partner. A qualified wizard should not forget to bring his own wand even if he goes into the bathroom to take a bath!
Compared with Batty's terrible mood, Dragern simply laughed.

Now it seems that Amosta is just a puppet pushed by Dumbledore to take over as expected. He is a guy with no real skills except a little bit of lip service.

"Oh, forgot my wand - what a sad mistake -"

Karkaroff's mouth parted to reveal yellow teeth.

Before, he was still thinking about what happened to the heart palpitation when he was swept by Amosta's eyes, but now it seems that it was just a pure illusion.Unexpectedly, Dumbledore would actually come up with such an idiot.

"Is there anyone kind enough to lend the wand to Mr. Blaine?"

Karkaroff blew his nose and made a gesture.

"It seems that the expected competition can only be like this--" Dragan said with 'regret', "I hope next time, there will be a chance--"

"Forget it, let's compare like this."

After a short period of time, Amosta, whose image has plummeted in the eyes of everyone, showed helplessness, he shrugged his shoulders, and the sudden words pushed the atmosphere that had just relaxed a little to freeze again!
Just like this?What does it mean? !

Dragen seemed to have guessed what kind of trick Amosta was up to, but he couldn't believe that he would be so humiliated by a kid who only graduated every two years!

The friendly image that had lasted all night couldn't be stretched any longer, and Dragern's face was slightly hideous.The furious emotion made his magical power faintly uncontrollable, and the beard on his face was blown away by static electricity, so that people could finally see the bloodless lips embedded in the vicissitudes of life.

"What do you mean, Brian, you forgot your wand, didn't you!"

Vip Dragan asked sharply.

"It's literally, Mr. Dragan—" Amosta didn't seem to realize that his words had brought great humiliation to a prestigious wizard, he smiled gently,
"You take the wand, I'm empty-handed."

boom!
In an instant, the discussions erupting in the banquet hall were like thunder before a summer rainstorm.

At this moment, everyone realized that Amosta Bryan was not timid to fight, so he made an excuse to say that he didn't have a wand, and it wasn't true that he didn't have a wand, he just—he was just fighting back!

A counterattack against Vip Dragan's targeting!
However, is this too conceited?

You know, Vip Dragorn is not a little wizard who can't even wield a magic wand. Although he is not a wizard who is famous for his powerful mana, but after all, this is a person who participated in the war and survived. As an elite wizard, it can be said that even now, Vip Dragorn's skills are not inferior to the elite Aurors of the Ministry of Magic of various countries.

It's crazy for a wizard without a wand to take on an experienced one!
Everyone in the banquet hall had this thought in their minds.

Fleur's delicate lips parted slightly, and she stared at Amosta Bryan, who remained motionless amidst the discussions among the crowd, her big azure blue eyes were still full of confusion.

Amosta Bryan wants to defeat the wizard with her bare hands, but she can't defeat it with all her strength. Sorry, is it April Fool's day?

"So--"

No matter how shocking the world he said in a light and light tone, Amosta still looks like a gentle gentleman, but there is an imperceptible hostility hidden in the lavender pupils,
"Are you ready, Mr. Dragan?"

"You'll pay for your stupidity, Blaine!"

Such a level of humiliation even made Dragan forget that he was in a public place, and he suddenly raised his wand and growled in a low voice.

Of course, Dregenn didn't completely lose his mind, otherwise, he should have created the most powerful curse he knew to let this ignorant young man know how powerful it is. Of course, magic that can make people look ugly in public There are many, Dragenn's eyes flashed sternly, he was going to pick the one with the most dramatic effect, but——
The moment his wand fell, the sharp sense of smell honed from fighting against evil for half a lifetime made Dragenn's heart ring loudly. The spell that was originally intended to be used for attack, when he noticed that Amostabrian was suddenly cold After the sparkle in the eyes, it became a safe guard when it landed.

"Armor protection!"

A transparent magic wand that was full of brilliance under the candlelight appeared in front of Dragan, and at the same time, everyone in the banquet hall heard a roar in a trance.

It seems to be the earth-shaking roar caused by the giant beast sleeping in the deep sea being disturbed. The invisible sea of ​​magic power set off shocking waves under the traction of Amosta's own magic power, and the rioting magic power is devastating. The momentum destroyed the Iron Armor Curse that had formed a stable magic configuration!

Click!

After the crisp and pleasant shattering sound, the magical barrier like a cicada's wing turned into withered petals in front of Dragenn, slowly floating up in the condensed air as heavy as lead and mercury.

Dragun's horrified expression hadn't yet formed, but he saw Amosta's right hand hanging naturally by his side, and his index finger and thumb were suddenly pinched together.

pat!

In the banquet hall where needles could be heard, at the same time as the sound of snapping fingers, a flash of lightning, although trivial, burst out from Amosta's fingertips.

His wrist was disturbed, and Draghen, who was about to respond, suddenly felt an irresistible force wrapping around his wand, and then his wand left his palm like an arrow from the string, and then In the blink of an eye, the wand was already in Amostar's hand.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.
The suffocating silence continued, and the flickering candles and Amosta's wand spinning in his palm seemed to be the only things moving in this hall.

In the end, it was Amosta Bryan who broke the silence.

"How long did it take?"

Amosta looked at the wizard who was in charge of timing, and his voice was cheerful.

"What. Oh, you mean the time!"

The wizard who was asked about it reacted and looked at his watch in a hurry, and found that it was a silent time, and the second hand hadn't passed half of the dial!

"Not too sure, Mr. Blaine." The wizard said fearfully, "Maybe three seconds or five seconds, anyway, it didn't exceed ten seconds!"

"how come."

Dragen seemed to be ten years older in an instant, his shoulders drooped, and he looked at Amosta in a daze, "How could it be. Casting spells without a wand and casting spells silently are my Iron Armor Curse."

"It's a little more complicated to explain—"

The stolen wand floated from Amosta's palm, flew a certain distance, and automatically inserted it into the pocket of Vip Dragorn's jacket. Amosta smiled politely,
"If you are interested, Mr. Dragan, you are welcome to come to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Witchcraft anytime, we will teach and will-"









(End of this chapter)