Chapter 1503 Struggling on the Edge of the Forbidden Forest

For Haierbo, no matter how many attacks he endured from Maca, he would not be damaged; but for Maca, only by constantly dodging can he not be harmed.

And such a completely unequal battle is undoubtedly difficult to continue.

"Oops!"

During the extremely high-speed pursuit and dodge, the previously injured left arm naturally became a burden. No matter how much he paid more attention, Haierbo backhanded him to his left shoulder because of his unnatural movements.

Yes, he actually tried his best to speed up and dodge, but he was still scratched a little. And it was just such a "little bit" of contact that made him feel the terrifying power that Hai Erbo possesses now.

"boom--"

Maca, which was flying at high speed in mid-air, was shot down to the ground in an instant, followed by a clearly audible shock. If he hadn't reacted fast enough to apply protective magic to himself, he would probably be blood splattered on the spot.

However, the impact of landing can be eliminated, but Haierbo's backhand attack earlier was real. You don't need to look right now to know that his shoulders are definitely a bloody mess.

Of course, this is a serious injury in the eyes of others, but it is obviously not a top priority for Maca.

Facing the black figure that immediately zoomed in from the air, he turned the staff in his right hand upside down without hesitation, and met it decisively with the sharp end.

"clang!"

Haierbo, who was approaching rapidly, stopped at the moment the staff pierced his chest. Then, he suddenly lowered his head with a ferocious expression, opened his mouth and bit on the stick.

"Boom—"

Accompanied by a crisp sound of metal cracking, the basilisk-horned staff that had been with Maca for several years finally broke—and it was still bitten off by the sharp teeth of the devil.

But when Maca quickly retreated to the side, Haierbo licked his teeth with some concern, and said to himself with nostalgia:

"Well... there is a familiar smell."

"Is it possible that you are not familiar with it?"

While talking, Maca took out a bottle of healing potion, slapped the bottle on his shoulder, and applied the medicine to the bloody shoulder very carelessly.

"It was originally made from the horn of the basilisk that you researched how to breed,

If you don't feel familiar, I really have to doubt the authenticity of the relevant ancient books! "

This time, it wasn't that Maca said that because he was used to complaining, but...he was very clear about where he landed just now. If you go a little further ahead, you should reach Hagrid's hut on the edge of the Forbidden Forest.

In order to keep Hai Erbo away from the castle, it is better to attract his attention first and take him away as soon as possible.

"Oh, a basilisk? It's so nostalgic..."

Haierbo lowered his head and glanced at the broken fragments from the Maca staff, and nodded involuntarily.

"You have engraved a lot of runes, almost unrecognizable."

He was talking to Maca, and it seemed that he had really paid attention to the conversation. But in the next second, he suddenly turned his head and looked towards the castle behind him.

"Speaking of 'nostalgia'... McLean, do you know? In fact, I have been feeling very nostalgic for this castle since I crawled out of the ground! After all, the only thing I have seen so far is The 'old style' seems to be the only castle left."

"Tsk."

Seeing that Hai Erbo was not affected by his words, and still turned his head in the direction he least wanted him to look at, he couldn't help but clicked his tongue lightly.

"'Only'?" He tucked the broken staff back into his waist pocket, and frowned slightly, "If you say it hasn't changed much, isn't there still your 'grave' 'What about it?"

Maca's words are somewhat ironic. Because no matter how you think about it, the so-called "Herbo's Tomb" cannot be built by the other party himself.

"Humph……"

After hearing Maca's mocking words, Haierbo finally turned around.

"It hasn't changed there...maybe! It's a pity that I was stuffed underground by the Slytherin guy before the 'underground tomb' was built, but I didn't have a chance to confirm what it looked like when it was built !"

Having said that, Haierbo suddenly exerted force on his feet, so strong that even the ground was kicked out of a pit.

However, at the moment when he was about to rush towards Maca again, and even Maca was ready to dodge, a blue-white flame rushed out from the horizontal direction, prompting the two They all stopped in place.

"Professor McGonagall? Get out of here quickly, this—"

Before he finished speaking, he saw Mag coming out of the nearby woods, and the other party was still holding a large, rough-carved wooden goblet in his hand.

In the wooden cup, the full flames were constantly dancing, as if they were about to overflow.

"Goblet of Fire?"

Yes, because the champion of the Trifinals was won by Harry by accident, so the Goblet of Fire stayed at Hogwarts according to the rules. Maca naturally remembered this point.

But, can this thing be used for battle?

The flame in the Goblet of Fire is based on the eternal flame——Gublai Immortal Flame. This flame may sound mysterious and bluffing, but in fact it only has the effect of "not going out" .

This kind of flame is suitable for giving gifts to the giant tribe, but there is not much use for it other than that.

However, the flame that Professor McGonagall poured out just now seemed to be different from Maca's imagination.

"Maka, find a way to contain him!"

"No, Professor McGonagall! It's useless—"

Although Maca was indeed a little surprised by the appearance of the Goblet of Fire at the moment, he also really felt the power from the windless and automatic flame.

It's a pity that that might be strong enough for Mag, but it doesn't work for Haierbo today.

Playing with flames, that guy is an expert!

"Boom!"

Just as Maca was trying to stop Mag, the flames in the Goblet of Fire swayed out like waves again, turning into a blue-white fire phoenix in midair.

There is no doubt that this is Professor McGonagall's best transfiguration technique, and now it seems that it has the essence of Dumbledore back then.

However, not enough! Still not enough!

"It really surprised me... Huh, Phoenix? It has an empty body but no soul. On the road of summoning, there is still a long way to go!"

If this fire phoenix was constructed through the orthodox "spirit summoning technique", perhaps Hai Erbo would have to be cautious. But just as he said, Transfiguration is just a part of the ancient summoning technique, the soulless fire phoenix is ​​just a group of flames with no shape.

Haierbo just punched back and blasted it away in an instant.