Chapter 1104 Goblin Half-Blood Witch

"Damn! The number of people who have completed the second ritual step is too small!"

In front of the church, Martin fought against Malfoy and his son alone.

Although no one knows yet, why he didn't get more powerful power from his "teacher" Hai Erbo. But as a wizard who was not particularly outstanding, he has actually done well enough.

You know, as the head of the Malfoy family, Lucius was once the main member of the Death Eaters under Voldemort, so his dueling level is naturally not too low. And his son, Draco, has never had any room to relax in the past few years, so his performance at this moment is really remarkable.

But Martin was not afraid of the cooperation between the father and son, and kept a steady rhythm when he advanced and retreated. Although he tends to be suppressed to some extent, if nothing unexpected happens, it is absolutely impossible for him to lose for at least a while.

However, Martin now realizes that he somewhat misjudged the strength comparison between the two sides just now.

Originally, according to his judgment, as long as 30 to 40% of the believers he summoned could complete the second step of the ceremony, then he was absolutely sure to drive back all the wizards brought by Lucius Malfoy. And if the number of people who completed the ceremony can reach 50%, with good luck, there may be a few hostages left behind.

It's a pity that the skinny reality told him that the people who strengthened the strength of the spell through the second step of the magic ceremony accounted for at most 20% of the total number.

"Compared to the first step of the ceremony, the difficulty of the second step is much lower... These guys are really useless!"

Martin thought rather annoyedly, and swung his wand fiercely, using the Iron Armor Charm to block the powerful Crushing Curse cast by Lucius.

Then, he took two steps to the side just right, accurately dodging the trap spell that Draco cast on his feet.

"Hmph, if it wasn't for the teacher's instructions first, I wouldn't let any of these guys go!"

Martin's muttering in his heart, of course, no one would hear. And, to be honest, he couldn't help feeling a bit of annoyance now.

Seeing that the number of the two sides in this underground church is about the same, the specific situation of the battle can only be said to be evenly matched, and the two sides are fighting lively.

However, in Martin's view, this is just a waste of time.

"Do you want to retreat temporarily?"

If you continue to delay time like this,

Hai Erbo would not come to help him—as an apprentice accepted by the other party, Martin knew this very well.

Therefore, the longer the fight goes on, the worse things will be against them. After all, although Hai Erbo won't come, the possibility of Namaka McLean appearing here suddenly will become greater and greater.

But at about this time, the first cry of pain tonight finally sounded from the fighting crowd... At this moment, the first person injured by the curse has also appeared.

...

"There are many obstacles!"

During the melee, Pansy cast another blocking spell, trying to relieve the pressure of the constant pressing around her.

And just now, she also heard the cry of pain in the field. It could be distinguished that the exclamation voice happened to belong to the witch that Maca spoke to last time.

"If you keep fighting like this, it will be endless..."

While hurriedly surveying the surrounding situation, Pansy once again blocked a stun spell that was a bit off-point. But at this moment, she saw a slightly short cultivator being hit by a rather powerful disarming spell, and as the wand was thrown into the air by the blow, the little wizard was also hit by a powerful disarming spell. Unexpectedly powerful impact and flew upside down.

Seeing this, Pan Xi subconsciously cast a floating spell, and then reached out to catch the opponent's body.

"Are you OK?"

Before the words were finished, another red light pierced through the air from the other side, forcing Pan Xi to raise his head again, swinging his stick to resist the spell cast by someone.

"...It's okay, thank you."

Immediately, Pansy heard the little wizard in his arms thank him - the voice was soft and squeaky, obviously a woman.

But to be honest, this witch is too small, right? Could it be that he is still a first-year student?

Compared to the terrifying assembly in this underground church, Pansy herself is young enough... Could it be that there are really people younger than her mixed in?

"Can you stand up?" Pansy didn't have time to lower her head, so she could only half-support the other party and said casually, "You must not be able to fight without your wand... Just follow me first! Don't get too far away."

This is undoubtedly a good opportunity to make friends with others. Although she doesn't know the meaning of making friends with such a "child", she still shows her kindness to him.

There is no way, it is already very difficult for Pan Xi to take care of Maca's mission in this chaotic battle. Rather than end up with nothing, it’s better to be able to touch one is one, isn’t it?

"Floating into the sky!"

After fending off a few more curses scurrying towards them, Pansy tried her best to turn over a few prayer benches next to her, and folded them up to block behind the two of them.

"If this continues, sooner or later it will be unstoppable, just hide for a while!"

She dragged the little witch down to a squat, so that they would not be attacked before the heavy benches were destroyed.

And it wasn't until this moment that Pansy had time to look down at the little witch. But at the moment when she lowered her head, she couldn't help being slightly stunned.

She found that the hood that was originally worn on the opponent's head had been turned back when it was knocked into the air just now, and the face that had been hidden in the shadows at first was now naturally exposed in front of her.

"You..." Pan Xi was stunned and said, "Do you have fairy blood?"

The face did look exactly as she had expected it to, with delicate fair skin, rosy lips, and cheeks with a little baby fat.

However, the time that has passed has left a maturity on her face that does not match her apparent age.

However, if it is said that this is a female elf, Pan Xi did not find the dwarf-like five-short figure that is unique to elves.

Thinking about it this way, it's unknown if this little witch might be a half-elf hybrid.

"what!"

During Pansy's subconscious questioning, the other party seemed to realize that half of his hood had fallen off, and flipped it up again in a panic.

"Hug, I'm sorry..."

"No, you don't need to pay too much attention," Pansy said. "In fact, the professor of Charms at Hogwarts is a half-blood elf. I don't think it's okay."

In fact, Pansy's words were somewhat insincere, she said this to complete the task.

Originally, for the descendants of a pure-blood family, the mixed blood of wizards and humanoid magical creatures has always been a race that should be rejected. Even Professor Flitwick, like her, Pansy, and Malfoy have occasional criticisms in private, but they dare not easily despise them because of their achievements.

Of course, compared to giant half-bloods like Hagrid who have always been known for their stupidity, the treatment of smart enough goblin half-bloods among wizards is actually pretty good.

However, if there is a goblin hybrid like Flitwick who is full of self-esteem and self-confidence, there must be a goblin hybrid like this little witch who feels inferior to his blood.

Hearing Pansy's wrong words of comfort, the other party just smiled lightly, but did not express his thanks again for it. Perhaps, she has long been used to hearing all kinds of comments, either positive or negative.

"careful!"

Suddenly, Pansy heard a sharp reminder from the little witch beside her. This made her quickly raise her head again, and the wand in her hand habitually drew a trajectory, casting a rather hasty Iron Armor Charm dangerously.

Immediately, the brilliance of magic power exploded in front of the two of them, covering their sight.

In such chaotic battles, losing sight is obviously quite dangerous. Pansy's heart suddenly had a warning sign, which made her fall to the ground without hesitation, and even the little witch was pushed down on the rough and cold ground by her.

The next moment, a flash of fire passed over the two of them, and quickly hit the prayer chair that Pan Xi had built just now.

"Bang! Crash—"

Pansy felt a sharp pain in her shoulder as the sawdust flew, and she almost couldn't hold the wand in her hand.

It seemed that the exploding curse shot from nowhere just now shattered the bench, causing a splinter of wood to pierce her back shoulder unfortunately.

"I can't stay here any longer, look for it, where can we hide!"

Enduring the pain, she got up and looked left and right, only to see chaos around her. There was no safe place in this underground church.

It was terrible—she had no choice but to Apparate away, and she couldn't find a place to hide in the clear space.

Before Draco asked his father Lucius to bring someone to attack, didn't he consider the minimum hold back?

In such a complicated battle situation, if both sides still had scruples about using the Unforgivable Curse, she might have to die here!

On the other hand, that Martin seemed unwilling to just evacuate.

After all, most wizards understand that in a duel, the side that is distracted and retreats will definitely suffer losses. This is obvious common sense.

As the spells flew around one after another, it became more and more difficult for Pansy to resist. Seeing that she was thinking about whether to leave the "burden" around her that prevented her from avoiding it.

But in the next second, Martin, who was fighting against Malfoy and his son, finally knew that there was nothing to do, and if he dragged on, he would really be in danger of meeting that McClane.

"Pay attention to mutual cover!"

But he swung his staff violently and released three impacts, and then he jumped to the side and smashed something hard on the ground.

"Prepare to retreat!"