Hogwarts Raven's Claw

Chapter 436 Twenty-Five Boys

The most special part of this building, which Mike named Ant Factory, is the fifth floor where Mike is now.

Unlike all the previous floors, the space on this floor is obviously much larger. It is obvious that the wizards of the Avery family have added a large number of traceless extension spells to this floor.

Not only that, although the fifth floor is a living area like the fourth floor, there is a huge difference in terms of comfort.

This place is like an advanced community for the rich. It not only has many streets, large tree-lined parks, a variety of taverns, shops and numerous roadside sentry boxes, but also densely packed standard villas for wizards to live in.

When Mike and the others officially entered the fifth floor, they were shocked by the scene in front of them. If it weren't for the pale magic lamps hanging high in the sky instead of the sun, Mike and the others would have thought that this was just an ordinary residential community.

However, this residential community is obviously not in a good condition now. The arrival of Mike and others also brought panic here, especially when they knocked down dozens of guarding wizards as soon as they came in. The ordinary wizards who were originally watching the excitement around them quickly reacted after being stunned for a moment, turned around and fled to the back. No one dared to attack Mike and others at all.

Isn't this nonsense? Didn't you see that so many specially trained guards were killed? Are we going to deliver food instead of running?
Mike and others did not try to stop their actions. These people were just ordinary wizards with low combat capabilities and there was no need to pay attention to them.

What they need to deal with now are the guards in front of them who have not yet completely died.

Turning his gaze back to the wizards in front of him who had not been hit by the Killing Curse and were only slightly injured by the explosion, Mike slowly squatted down and asked one of the wizards:
"Time is urgent, so I won't go into all that fancy stuff. Where is your clan leader and your main force?"

"I won't tell you! Unless..."

The wizard who was asked by Mike originally wanted to bargain with Mike, but before he could finish his words, the wand in Mike's hand burst out with a horrible green light, which directly took his life.

The voice stopped abruptly, followed by the dull sound of a body falling to the ground.

The other survivors around were startled by this sudden scene, but before they could come to their senses, Mike came to the next survivor and said:

"You go ahead and talk, I'm short on time."

"I...I...I...Ugh!"

The man was probably too nervous and he stuttered while speaking, mumbling over and over.

This was obviously not the answer Mike wanted, so a green light flashed on the blackthorn tree, and then another body fell to the ground.

Mike looked at the next survivor expressionlessly. This time, this survivor was obviously much smarter. Before Mike could ask any questions, he said hastily:
"Our clan leader is in the administrative building in the center of Avery City, and our main forces are stationed nearby. However, the situation here is quite serious, and the main force should be coming soon!"

As he spoke, the wizard stretched out his arm tremblingly and pointed to a tall building in the distance.

Mike nodded with satisfaction. The person in front of him was able to keep his thoughts clear and answer his questions concisely and directly after encountering such a thing. He was indeed a talented person.

If it were normal, Mike would definitely recruit him into his company. You know, the most lacking resource in the wizarding world right now is talent!

But now Mike doesn't need a traitor, he is a pure-blooded traitor.

But this did not prevent Mike from extracting more information from him, so he pulled up a smile that he thought was very friendly and asked slowly:

"What is this place? Why are you here? Are all the Avery family members here?"

Mike's three questions, coupled with the terrifying smile on his lips, confused the other party. Fortunately, talent is talent. After a brief moment of stunned silence, the wizard shivered and quickly replied:

"This is the Avery Secret Realm. Our ancestors conquered this place and used it as a production base for Avery Magic Cloth and Avery Magic Liquid. It is also the emergency shelter for the Avery family. If the family encounters a catastrophic disaster, we will come here for refuge.

Normally, besides the Squibs, there are only some wizards on duty here. But not long ago, our clan leader seemed to have reached an agreement with other pure-blood families, and suddenly announced that the family had entered a wartime state, and transferred all the clan members here. We were a little dissatisfied at first, but when we knew that it was because of the return of the man who cannot even be named, we began to feel lucky. After all, the mysterious man who cannot even be named is really too scary!"

Perhaps because talking could ease the tension, the wizard started talking more and more and gradually went off topic.

Mike didn't stop him, but raised his hand, patted his shoulder and said softly:

"You are very good, a talented person, I am optimistic about you."

Mike could clearly feel the wizard's body tremble violently the moment his arm touched the wizard's. But when Mike said the following words, he was surprised to find that the wizard's face flushed with excitement.

"Thank you! Thank you!" The wizard said this with a stutter. But just as he finished speaking, his face suddenly changed and he said nervously, "No, this is not the time. Our large army is really coming. You must hide immediately!"

When the wizard said this, the survivors around him all looked at him with surprise and contempt, and Mike was also stunned.

He even suspected that there was something wrong with the other person's brain, why did he suddenly care so much about him.

Could this be Stockholm syndrome?

Thinking of this, Mike smiled gently and said:

"Wrong, they are not coming soon, they have already arrived. But don't worry, we will take care of it."

As he spoke, Mike slowly stood up and looked at a series of dark shadows that were slowly approaching them not far away.

"Attention all units, unlimited firing rights are now open, prepare for combat!" Upon hearing Mike's order, the elite wizards of Los Santos around him all entered stealth mode with a grim smile on their faces.

Unlimited right to fire, this is their favorite order, because it means that everything they do next will be allowed, even if their behavior is immoral or even inhumane!
One after another, illusory phantoms rushed out in all directions. Avery's large army on the opposite side obviously also noticed the strange changes on Mike's side. Their commander was also a decisive man. He gave the order for a formal attack very straightforwardly.

I saw round after round of dense, colorful barrages composed entirely of spells flying towards Mike and the others, but Mike, Arthur and the others had no intention of dodging at all. The distance between the two groups was too far, and at this distance these spells had no lethality at all.

This was indeed the case. Most of the spells cast by Avery's wizards fell in the huge park between the two groups, and only a very small number fell near Mike. However, those spells did not cause any consequences except for destroying the garden beyond recognition and causing a gust of wind that made Mike's hair a little messy.

But there was no relaxed expression on Mike's face, he knew very well that the opponent's commander issued such a seemingly stupid order only because he did not want to fight in a densely populated area. They just wanted to clear a safe passage by means of fire coverage, and then rush to fight on the edge of the sparsely populated town where he and others were now.

What Mike expected was exactly right. After a round of fire coverage, Avery's troops quickly began to rush towards the location of Mike, Arthur and others at a very fast speed.

However, the Los Santos wizards who had originally entered the invisible state and dispersed were not vegetarians. They had originally rushed to the enemy's vicinity under the sound and light cover of the enemy's firepower coverage. Now they saw that the enemy actually ignored them and started to charge. How could they tolerate this?
“Swish, swish, swish…!”

Accompanied by a series of almost inaudible incantations and sounds of breaking wind, beautiful beams of emerald green light shot towards Avery's troops from all kinds of unimaginable places.

Suddenly, the Avery wizards on the opposite side were all stunned for a moment, and then a series of screams came from the opponent's camp.

Except for a small number of wizards who responded quickly, most of the wizards targeted by the Los Santos wizards fell to the ground and became corpses.

The death of their companions made the remaining Avery wizards angry. They raised their wands fiercely and wanted to fight back, but unfortunately, the Los Santos wizards once again activated the Disillusionment Charm and the invisibility system on their combat uniforms after casting the spell. This double invisibility effect made them completely invisible even in broad daylight. In addition, a layer of anti-magic paint was applied on their combat uniforms, which basically ignored the perception of magic. Therefore, as long as they entered the invisible state, the Avery wizards could not find them at all.

What followed was a one-sided massacre. The wizards of Los Santos were like elusive snipers, firing a shot and then moving to a new location. The guerrilla warfare that appeared from time to time caused Avery's wizards great pain.

Their numbers were obviously several times greater than the opponent's, but at the moment they had no way to deal with the opponent. They could only gather everyone's strength to release a super-large universal protection, and then everyone hid in it passively.

There was no way out. Not only did the enemies on the opposite side use extremely despicable tactics, but each of them was also extremely powerful. As long as our side charged forward, they would be greeted with a large number of killing curse attacks and a large number of casualties!

Faced with such a situation, many of them were no longer willing to continue charging forward and committing death, and could only stay where they were and defend silently.

You have to know that this is their base camp. Although the Avery family itself is not strong, they are invincible here!

Because they also rule over countless giant ants. As long as they can hold on long enough, when the sea-like ant army arrives, it will be the end of the enemies opposite them!
This was the inner thought of everyone inside the super-large shield, and it was this thought that allowed them to hold on and not collapse under the opponent's ghostly attacks!

It has to be said that this tactic of Avery's army was very effective. Although the individual strength of the Los Santos wizards was very strong and their equipment was very sophisticated, their numbers were still too small. Faced with the Avery family wizards who were retreating and whose numbers were several times theirs, they had no better solution and could only continue to hide in the dark and look for opportunities.

Fortunately, the situation is generally good. After all, the magic power required to maintain all the protections is not a small number. As long as it continues to drag on, the Avery wizards inside will collapse sooner or later.

But Mike, who was standing at the stairs in the distance, couldn't help but frown when he saw this. This was not the situation he wanted to see.

In his opinion, the Los Santos Wizarding Corps that he had carefully trained should have won a crushing victory against this old-fashioned pure-blood army, but the current situation was that the other side was relying on the advantage in numbers to delay the battle.

It seems that the number of people in the Los Santos Wizarding Coven is still too good, and it must be expanded.

Thinking of this, Mike frowned even more tightly.

Arthur, Benjamin and others nearby also noticed that there was something wrong with Mike's expression.

After a slight hesitation, Arthur asked tentatively in a low voice:

"Otherwise, let me go. You know that as a demon hunter, a magic shield of this level is like parchment in front of me."

"No."

Mike rejected Arthur's proposal expressionlessly, then took a step forward and raised his wand high.

"I'll do it myself!"

As soon as Mike finished speaking, under the shocked gazes of everyone, a terrifying magical power so strong that it was almost visible to the naked eye began to erupt from Mike's body!
This magic power supported Mike, making him float up. At the same time, this magic power was gathering towards the tip of the blackthorn wand in Mike's hand at an extremely fast speed!

“Huh!~”

Accompanied by a strange sound like a devil's scream, a twisted and strange ball of light refracting faint colorful light appeared on the tip of Mike's staff!

From the moment this strange ball of light appeared, the temperature around Mike began to rise rapidly. Soon, a dense layer of sweat appeared on the foreheads of Franklin and others, half of which was due to the heat and the other half was due to fear.

There was no way. The person in front of me, Mike, who was emitting a faint blue light and holding a strange ball of light, gave people a really terrifying feeling!

Almost everyone around Mike looked up and looked at him with an idiotic look on their faces.

Benjamin was no exception, but he was obviously a little smarter than Franklin and Arthur. At least he knew very well what would happen next.

As a result, Benjamin, who was still immersed in shock, suddenly shook violently, and then he grabbed Arthur's arm and shook it hard!
"Wake up! Tell everyone nearby to retreat! Quickly!"

(End of this chapter)