Chapter 1277: A Crazy Is A Crazy

As I said before, since he was a child, Thomas didn't think he would have anything special.

Even later, he came to his senses and once wanted to try harder while he still had some momentum. But the ambition he showed is nothing more than a senior breeder's certificate and a better job.

But now, Thomas finally dared not be so sure about "whether he is that special or not".

Maybe... Maybe he really has some special points that surpass ordinary people, and even he himself has never discovered it.

For example, he actually has the unexpected talent of "can cast a powerful disarming spell in the face of the enemy" or something?

"laugh--"

While thinking about this, Thomas ran out of the alley, and smiled wryly to himself—what kind of special ability is this? It all sounds stupid!

However, it was such a seemingly stupid guess that made him have to believe it.

Because just now, he accidentally cast a super powerful disarming spell in an emergency, and for some reason, he had another impulse to wave his wand again before leaving the corner of the alleyway.

That's no accident! It's really no accident!

At that moment, he successfully released a dazzling arc of crimson magic power again, knocking the enemy who just got up again into the air!

Why? How did you do it yourself? Thomas didn't know.

He only knew that his life might really be about to usher in a huge change.

"But...why did I want to try again so impulsively just now? Why was I able to calmly swing my staff and chant the spell when I saw the mad wizard get up from the ground?"

If that impulse had happened to someone else—such as those brave Gryffindors, and proud and confident Slytherins, Thomas would certainly not feel any surprises.

But just now, the person who cast the second disarming spell calmly like that was the one who was always timid and reticent in making decisions.

Where did that confidence come from?

I don't know why, but he cast a powerful spell that was beyond his expectations twice in a row, but Thomas just felt that it was extraordinarily weird. It's as if... I suddenly became no longer myself, but was possessed by something else.

Shaking his head, he didn't think about it for the time being, it's better to run far away now. Although the two disarming spells just now were powerful, they only knocked the mad wizard away. Right now, he'd better run away first, and think about other things later after avoiding that guy.

Before he knew it, Thomas had already run a long distance, completely getting rid of that terrifying mad wizard.

However, the so-called is a wave of leveling and a wave of rising.

Just as Thomas was about to find a place to hide, take a breather, and ask a Muggle for directions, an exclamation suddenly sounded from behind a house on the street, making his heart tremble immediately.

Trouble is coming again?

With Thomas' temperament, the immediate reaction at this moment should be to turn his head and run away—the whispered voice sounded like a woman's voice, maybe a Muggle woman was attacked, but this meant that he had to go Save people?

Do not,

He also does not want to die!

After finally escaping the near-death situation again and again, he wanted to return home safely and be with his wife and children.

Thomas is not a cold-blooded person, but his kindness can only be shown to some kittens and puppies who have been abandoned, froze and starved.

At such a time, all he could do was to leave in silence... Yes, that's how things should have been.

However, just as Thomas gritted his teeth and turned back, intending to stay away from this place of right and wrong, another impulse that came from nowhere suddenly "squirted" out from the bottom of his heart.

why should i run I am no longer who I used to be, and there is no need for me to run away!

Inexplicable emotions swelled up in Thomas' heart, driving him step by step around the Muggle house, and came to the small yard behind the house.

Then, he saw the scene that he almost expected.

It can be seen that in the messy yard, potted flowers that should have been in full bloom were scattered all over the place, and the low wooden fence fell crookedly on the lawn. A figure was standing silently in the middle of the lawn, and the magic wand in his hand was already rippling with miserable green.

And at the corner of the courtyard near the house, a young woman about the same age as Thomas' wife sat down on the ground and kept walking backwards.

The wet mud and dust on the ground had stained her skirt and palms a dirty mottled brown.

What's more worth mentioning is that right between the lunatic wizard and the woman, a man was lying face up on the grass. He lost strength all over his body, his chest and abdomen were stained red with blood, and even the broken ribs could be vaguely seen at the wound.

Even if his chest was still floating slightly, it was obvious that he would not live long.

"...Don't come here! You... help..."

Perhaps because of the excessive fear, the woman's cry for help seemed muffled, and she couldn't yell out at all. If it weren't for the relatively quiet surroundings, Thomas might not have heard the movement here just now.

But when Thomas appeared here, seeing the green light looming in the mad wizard's hand, he subconsciously raised his wand and waved it.

"Disarm you—"

"Boom!"

The red arc of light cut through the air, crossed half of the yard from the side of the stone road where he was, and quickly fell towards the mad wizard whose back was facing him.

The last time they were able to knock down the enemy twice in a row was only because the two sides were too close, but this time it was obviously different.

Seeing that the other party seemed to have eyes behind his back, he suddenly rolled to the side, narrowly dodging this rather powerful disarming spell.

The green light lingering from the tip of the wand was forced to dissipate with his movements, but immediately after that, a burst of flames hit Thomas directly.

The opponent's counterattack came surprisingly fast.

"Damn... what spell?"

While trying to dodge to the side, Thomas secretly complained about his student self—even if his talent was not good, he shouldn’t have given up like that back then!

If he could listen carefully in class and don't keep copying other people's answers when doing homework, he should at least be able to recognize what kind of spell it is now, and he wouldn't be so blind as he is now.

"boom!"

The next second, Thomas, who was dodging in embarrassment, heard a violent explosion suddenly sounded from where he was originally standing. The gravel and clods lifted up by the powerful impact splashed all over him with a "crash".

Damn it, what's the point of running over here by yourself? Just two disarming spells, so crazy that you can't even remember how many abilities you have?

Seeing the green glow on the opponent's wand light up again, Thomas just wanted to run away, as far as possible... Although, he wasn't even sure if he could run away.

But at this moment...

"Avadaso—" "Boom."

An insignificant impact suddenly interrupted the spell that the other party was about to complete, causing Thomas, who had just got up from the ground, to look up hastily.

Then, he saw the young woman who was so frightened that she couldn't even call for help, actually holding a stone in her hand, and threw herself on the mad wizard's body.

"Kill him! Quick... I hit him! Please, avenge my husband and child—"

"Flying sand and rolling stones!"

Just as the woman was pressing down hard on the opponent and screaming loudly, the mad wizard turned his wand and cast a blowing curse with his backhand. Immediately, she was thrown into the air by the powerful impact force, and then landed heavily on the messy lawn.

Fortunately, it was wet and soft grass. If it was a brick floor not far away, this heavy fall would be enough to kill half of her life.

However, it was probably the woman's desperate posture that stimulated Thomas's heart, and some inexplicable emotions ignited his anger.

The next moment, he waved his magic wand vigorously, and growled while running forward:

"Disarm you!"

It's still a disarming spell, and it's still a spellcasting that doesn't miss a single syllable—no way, he doesn't know the technique of silent spells. This clumsy and ordinary way of casting spells just represents his mediocre half of his life. .

However, the mediocrity of casting the spell was in stark contrast to the dazzling arc of light emanating from the tip of the staff.

All I could see was the arc-like red magic beam sweeping across the grass, causing the dirt and turf to fly left and right. When the mad wizard resolutely chose to dodge, Thomas imitated the movement demonstrated by the professor in his memory and flicked his wand violently, and saw the arc of light slantingly hit the opponent's dodging position with his movement.

I remember Professor Flitwick once said that this technique is not ingenious, but it requires a strong enough mental will to support it. Only a wizard who can fully control the spell can do it.

But somehow, at this moment, Thomas felt that it was a matter of course that he could do it.

"Boom!"

The impact was stronger than the previous few times, and the opponent was instantly sent flying, and the wand in the opponent's hand was also spinning in the air and flew towards Thomas.

He glanced up at the wand, and then reached out his hand to catch it, but he only raised his arm halfway, and the wand "slapped" on his forehead.

"Oh!"

Thomas covered his forehead and couldn't help crying out in pain.

Of course, now is not the time to relax. Although the disarming spell just now was unprecedentedly powerful, judging from the performances of those mad wizards time and time again, it was not enough to defeat them at all.

But, now that guy has no wand, let's see what else he can use to fight himself! No matter how crazy you are, a toothless beast is nothing to fear, is it?

"...Uh, isn't it?"

Seeing that the other party opened his mouth and ran towards him drooling, Thomas froze.

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