Hogwarts: From Selling White Peppers to Becoming a God

Chapter 223 The Great Shaman

He turned around in surprise and saw that the man was not unconscious. He was holding something that looked like a drumstick and struggling to get up.

At the same time, a doll made of clay and straw fell from its waist and broke in two on the ground.

This thing... could it be some kind of surrogate doll or something?

"Great oak, spirit of our ancestors... heed my call... halt this train!"

"Thump!" The drumstick struck the train floor.

A muffled thud carried far, and Murphy sensed something was wrong. He quickly threw Felix into the Seamless Expansion Box as well.

The next instant, "Boom!" Murphy felt a jolt beneath his feet and was suddenly thrown into the air.

Several tree roots, each as thick as a person's embrace, suddenly rose up from under the rails in the middle of the train, like tentacles, directly overturning the rails. The enormous force even lifted the entire train itself.

They were immediately smashed to pieces by the train, but the tracks were damaged, and the carriages behind them derailed one after another. The entire train immediately began to swing wildly like a long snake whipping its tail.

Soon the locomotive was also pulled off the tracks. The enormous inertia caused the entire train to zigzag. The first few carriages were pulled over and tilted, but they were still pushed and slid a long distance on the ground before finally coming to a stop.

A bolt of lightning suddenly shot out from the train, transforming into the shape of Murphy in mid-air. He frowned, looked at the derailed train, and sighed.

Even with his current power, he is completely helpless against a disaster of this magnitude.

He sensed them through the seeds of the mind planted in the werewolf mercenaries and found that they were all still alive, but had suffered minor injuries to varying degrees. However, as long as they transformed into werewolves, these minor injuries would not affect them much.

But what's more troublesome is that some soldiers who had previously inhaled the dense fog and fallen unconscious were also awakened by the intense stimulation.

Perhaps that's what that guy's goal was.

There aren't enough Life-and-Death Water and Winged Demon Venom to create the Sleeping Fog anymore.

In that case, let's start the war.

Suddenly, black mist emanated from his body, crackling and popping as countless bolts of lightning shot outwards, transforming into crows in mid-air. In a short while, thousands of lightning crows flew into the air, forming a black cloud that blotted out the sky and circled around the train.

"Seal off this place!" Murphy gave the order.

Just then, with a loud "thump!", the wizard climbed out of the train, now carrying a large drum that looked like a shield.

Several lightning crows spotted him immediately, cawing excitedly as they launched a swooping attack.

However, the wizard struck the drum again, and with a "thud," a hurricane formed on the drumhead and instantly multiplied, becoming a whirlwind that swept up several crows, tumbling and flinging them away.

Murphy transformed into a bolt of lightning and instantly appeared beside him, throwing a punch. As his opponent retreated, he struck a drum. Murphy felt as if his fist had hit a wall made of water, and his power was silently neutralized.

The wizard dared not fight Murphy, so he struck the drum again, and the earth beneath him surged up, suddenly engulfing him.

A mound of earth immediately appeared on the ground, and it fled towards the forest at an astonishing speed.

Earth Escape?

Did he break his wand himself, so he can't use apparition-like techniques anymore?

The drum in this guy's hand looks very old and must have been around for a long time. The magic he's using now seems to be from a completely different system than spells or incantations, as if it comes from a much older tradition.

However, since we can't apparite, there's no need to worry too much.

Earth Release, is that right?

Can it be as fast as lightning?

With a "smack," Murphy instantly appeared in front of the earthen slab line and kicked it down.

But the other party seemed to be able to sense his movements as well, and the soil line made a sharp turn and instantly disappeared into the roots of a large tree.

Just then, the tree swayed, and several branches drooped down. Before Murphy could figure out what was happening, the tree shook violently, and its branches suddenly stretched out, sweeping over like whips.

What kind of magic is this?

Did this guy possess a big tree?

Murphy flicked his wand upwards as if wielding a short sword, and an arc of light flashed before the wand, severing several tree branches.

Then he pointed his wand and shouted, "Powerful Explosion!"

"Boom!" A hole was blasted in the tree, and it broke in two. A figure was thrown off the tree. Murphy transformed into lightning again and appeared in front of the figure, throwing a punch.

"Bang!" The figure was slammed to the ground by Murphy like a cannonball. With a snap, a broken head broke off from the body, bounced once on the ground, and rolled to the side.

Ok?

Something doesn't feel right.

Murphy picked up the head and saw that it was actually a wooden sculpture.

Looking again at the headless corpse on the ground, it had been broken into several pieces and was also made of wood.

Wood Release?

Substitution Technique?

Hmm... Could this guy have traveled from the ninja world?

Looking around, the wizard had vanished, and all that could be heard was the rustling of leaves.

This guy can use earth-遁 (earth-遁 is a type of magic that can be used to escape through earth and wood-遁 is a type of magic that can be used to escape through the forest).

But in such a short time, where can they escape to?

Murphy transformed into black smoke and soared into the sky, drawing his wand. "Flame Like Plague!"

Suddenly, a giant firebird flew out of his wand, then abruptly fell into the forest, and began to fly in a huge circle with Murphy as the center.

The firebird was incredibly fast, and in the blink of an eye, it drew a ring of flames through the forest.

Given the wizard's speed, it would be impossible for him to run more than a thousand meters in such a short time.

Therefore, by having the Firebird encircle the forest within a two-kilometer radius, it can be trapped inside.

I'll burn this whole forest down, where will you hide then?

The fire soared into the sky, and the fiery bird grew larger and larger in the flames until it was tens of meters long and had a wingspan of nearly a hundred feet, like a divine bird descending to earth, its power terrifying beyond measure.

"You dare to burn the forest with demonic fire!" A wizard's furious voice suddenly echoed from the bushes. "You will surely be punished severely by nature!"

"Naturally?" Murphy's eyes searched the forest, looking for the direction from which the sound came.

"You will leave me before it punishes me severely."

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" Several drumbeats echoed through the forest, their distant and deep sound carrying for a very long distance. The wizard's voice was also mixed in with the drumbeats, "Quick, get out of here! The forest is about to be burned down! Get out of here..."

Countless animals rushed out of the jungle: birds, monkeys, and various rodents fled from the forest, followed by large creatures such as wild boars, deer, and even black bears. They seemed to understand the wizard's words and fled their burning homes.

"Found you." Murphy's gaze suddenly fixed on an extremely tall oak tree in the bushes.

Then, he waved his wand, and a giant firebird took flight, unleashing billowing flames as it hurtled towards the oak tree.

"boom!"

The moment the firebird struck, a massive fireball exploded on the spot, the impact of which, like a cluster bomb exploding, shook the entire forest. Immediately afterwards, waves of fire surged and spread, threatening to incinerate everything within several kilometers.

But at this moment...

"Thump!"

A soft sound rang out from the center of the flames.

The sound was extremely soft, as if someone had casually patted the drumhead with their palm.

But it reached the ears of everyone and every animal around it with such clarity.

Amidst the drumbeats, the raging fire seemed to be sucked away by a vacuum cleaner, not only ceasing to expand but also retreating back towards its center.

Even the flames on the burning trees were drawn away. In a short while, the sea of ​​fire that had spread for several kilometers disappeared, leaving only a scorched earth and withered trees.

In the heart of that scorched earth, the enormous oak tree remained lush and unharmed.

Beneath the oak tree stood a short, hunched old man.

He looked up at Murphy in the air.

Murphy also got a clear look at his face.

His face was dark and wrinkled, he wore a headdress of feathers and deer antlers, his body was covered in tattered animal skins, and he wore a necklace made of animal teeth around his neck.

He leaned on a cane that was taller than himself in one hand, and in the other hand he held a round leather drum that looked much more worn than the one of the previous wizard.

The wizard Murphy was looking for was lying on the ground next to him, seemingly affected by the firebird explosion. Blood was flowing from all seven orifices, but when he saw the hunched old man, he showed a look of wild joy.

"You've arrived!"

"Great Shaman!"

(End of this chapter)