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Chapter 143 Arrival

The young shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, unable to react for a while.

But at this time, the black dragon had changed its direction again and began to fly towards the formation of the French wizards above.

"boom--"

A large amount of cursed poison poured out, and dementors were also mixed in.

Pure, high-concentration curse magic seems to be just what they like, and it strengthens their abilities.

Under the mixed attack of these two forces, the originally high-spirited French wizards and the entire sky where they were were completely engulfed in darkness before the black dragon arrived.

The annoying explosions on the battlefield finally stopped.

The Aurors and Strikers who hurriedly faced the enemy stared blankly at the black dragon in the sky.

After a long time, deafening cheers broke out from the crowd.

This cheer also reached the ears of the young shop owner.

He reacted suddenly and did not go directly to join his teammates. Instead, he ran like crazy towards Mrs. Gus who fell to the ground.

It was different from the excitement of the Aurors and Strikers.

Instead of relaxing at all, John's expression became more serious and vigilant.

Because whether it was judging from the intelligence they collected in advance or from the situation they encountered after occupying the French magic world, it was obvious that all the people in the French Ministry of Magic were slaves of the goblins, or cannon fodder.

Even John was skeptical.

The reason why they failed to capture the Minister of Magic and other high-level officials in France before was probably because the goblins led them to evacuate early.

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Now the cannon fodder troops have arrived.

It makes no sense that the main force is still nowhere to be seen!

Michael obviously had the same idea as John.

So now he is shouting everywhere, asking everyone to stop celebrating and continue to gather to prepare for the next battle.

With his efforts, in addition to the strikers on the periphery, the other Aurors and Death Eaters closest to the core battlefield followed the order and began to build their formations.

But this is not enough.

Because the sky above everyone's heads, which was dyed black due to the cursed poison and dementors released by the black dragon, suddenly lit up with a bright light.

Out of an instinctive fear of the dark and unknown.

Human beings actually also possess a certain degree of phototaxis.

Therefore, people often attach various beautiful meanings to light.

Such as hope, such as victory, such as justice...

But at this moment, the light that appears in the dark sky represents destruction.

"boom--"

The originally small ray of light turned into a beam of light and suddenly fell down, razing half of the street to the ground.

This sudden scene surprised everyone present.

Before they could react, countless light spots began to flash out of the dark sky.

To be honest, this scene is actually very beautiful, somewhat like a perfect starry sky after all light pollution has been removed.

But the difference is that the stars dotting the "night sky" at this moment are constantly amplifying and continuously releasing terrifying heat and light.

The darkness of cursed poison and dementors was dispelled.

It was only at this moment that everyone suddenly discovered that those 'stars' were actually countless fairies floating in the sky.

There are so many of them that they almost occupy people's entire field of vision.

And the most important thing is that they also hold something in their hands that makes the wizards feel very familiar.

"That's a magic wand? But how is that possible? Goblins shouldn't be qualified or capable of using wands!"

Lucius shouted in disbelief from the side.

John, who was also looking up, had a solemn expression.

As early as when the human wizard manager warned them of death, John had already guessed the possibility of the goblin successfully mastering wand technology.

So he wasn't very surprised by the wands in the hands of the goblins right now.

What really concerned him was the goblins' tactics.

What the goblins put up at this moment was not the traditional old formation of the goblins as a large army group, but a new formation that combined some of the characteristics of the group model and absorbed the wizard squad combat formation.

In other words, although the sky is now densely packed with goblins, it looks like a large-scale group crushing them.

But in fact, the 'group' in front of us is actually composed of larger goblin teams.

Within each goblin team, there is a goblin warrior responsible for commanding dozens of ordinary goblins.

The little bits of 'starlight' that dispersed the dark sky were the attack magic powered by ordinary fairies in these teams and cast by individual fairy warriors using wands.

This means that goblins have mastered more than just wand technology.

He also secretly learned the fighting methods of wizards, as well as the magic integration output technique that is popular among strikers and Aurors.

The population of goblins far exceeds that of wizards.

On this battlefield alone, the number of goblins exceeds five figures.

There are so many fairies who can use magic wands and can integrate their power for concentrated output.

This is really a bit scary.

"call--"

Taking a deep breath, John waved his wand gently, controlling the black dragon to spit out large amounts of cursed poison, first protecting all the people on the ground.

This is also what must be done.

These Aurors and strikers he brought over can be said to be most of the young adults in the magic world of the country.

If all these people died in this battle.

Let’s not talk about how to proceed with the subsequent war and occupation missions.

Even if you win.

The magical world of the United States will also fall into the same predicament as the French Muggles after World War I.

But John obviously miscalculated the goblins' strategic goals.

Because in the next moment, the fairies in the sky had already finished accumulating their energy.

Dense beams of light began to fall.

And their target is not the Aurors and Strikers scattered on Iris Lane below, but John himself.

"Boom boom boom..."

Countless beams of light struck the black dragon.

Accompanied by continuous explosions, following the dark sky, the black dragon entrenched in the sky also began to fall under the suppression of dazzling light.

At the critical moment, John suddenly increased his magic output, and then stabilized the falling black dragon.

"John..."

Michael's expression was ferocious, and he gritted his teeth and shouted.

But before he could say the second half of his words, he suddenly saw that on the left side of the battlefield, large numbers of people wearing Hogwarts school robes began to emerge from the twisted space.

The leader of these people is none other than Michelle, who is wearing armor, holding the sword of Gryffindor, and riding on the fire dragon Norbert.

And behind her, there are Professor McGonagall, Professor Snape, Professor Sprout, Professor Flitwick, Harry, Ron, Hermione, Draco...

"Caught up!"

Michelle raised the Sword of Gryffindor and shouted, "John, we are here to help you!"

After saying this, the Hogwarts staff behind him also raised their arms and shouted.

Michael was a little stunned when he saw this scene.
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