Chapter 523 What Kind of Magic Is This? (2-in-1)

"Let's go!" Ivan glanced at Jin Gallon on the ground for the last time, and then he and Doggett used phantom and disappeared.

After a while after Ivan left, old Rozier raised his head tremblingly, looked around, breathed a sigh of relief, and then planned to stand up.

But when he actually stood up, old Rozier suddenly felt a stab of pain in his waist.

"Hiss~"

He grinned and looked down, and found that there was a small opening on the side of the wizard's robe, and blood was constantly leaking out.

He was completely unaware of this due to fear and anger before. Now he relaxed and stretched the wound, and the stinging feeling came to his heart again.

Old Rozier held the wound and endured the pain, walked up to the house elf, kicked it, and said angrily.

"Are you dead? Lar? If you're not dead, get up!"

Old Rozier's kick was very heavy, waking up the dazed house elf and ordering it to treat his wounds.

This poor slave was almost killed, but he didn't dare to complain at all. He put his trembling hand against old Rozier's wound and started to perform magic. However, when his finger scratched the wound, it had no effect. any effect.

"Are you kidding me?" Old Rozier glared at it fiercely, and the anger he had accumulated for a long time was about to burst out.

The house elf shook his head in horror and hurriedly explained. "Master, Lal Lal really tried his best!"

Old Rozier stared at it for a while, and when he saw Lar with tears and nose running down his face, looking frightened and undecided, he probably didn't have the guts to deceive himself, so he believed it a little.

He looked at the wound that was still bleeding again, couldn't help but think of something, and turned his attention to the golden galleons scattered on the ground.

"Lal, I order you to use the repair spell to restore the golden galleons!" Old Rozier said tentatively.

The house elf did not dare to disobey his master's instructions. While sobbing, he stretched out the index finger of his right hand again, and a ray of white light lit up at the fingertip.

The damaged Golden Gallons on the ground seemed to be wrapped by some inexplicable power, slowly floating up and pieced together.

But the strange thing is that the cracks in the middle did not recover. When the power of magic gradually disappeared, they fell to the ground and broke into two pieces again.

"I'm sorry, Master Ral, I can't do it! Ral can't do it!" the house elf said tremblingly, and then like other elves who had done something wrong, he picked up a small wooden stick on the ground and slapped himself on the head. , so as to punish yourself for your incompetence.

"Bad Lal, Bad Elf!" The house elf shouted crazily while beating him.

Old Rozier ignored it at all. He knelt down and picked up one of the gold galleons that was split into two halves, and looked at the cut carefully.

"What kind of magic is this?" Old Rozier's expression changed, a chill ran down his back, and he murmured to himself.

The magic that Ivan just cast seemed more terrifying than he imagined. Not only did it have a wide range and extremely strong penetrating power, it also came with an inexplicable blocking power that could inhibit the recovery of wounds!

This means that once you are injured by this kind of magic and there is no corresponding solution to the curse, the wound will never be repaired. Even if the person who is cursed does not die on the spot, he will bleed to death in the next few days.

Thinking of this, old Rozier couldn't help but shudder, and hurriedly wanted to go to Ivan and ask him to unlock this weird magic.

However, old Rozier quickly stopped again. He suddenly realized that with the strong strength and control ability shown by the other party, it was impossible to cause accidental injury. If he was willing to break the curse for himself, I am afraid it would have been solved long ago!

Then there is only one possibility. The wound was left intentionally by the other party to punish him for his previous offensive behaviors!

After all, the wound is not big. If emergency treatment is provided, he will not die from blood loss in a day.

When the wizard market is conquered tomorrow afternoon, and my merits and demerits are equalized, I am afraid it will be time to break the curse!

Old Rozier smiled bitterly and shook his head, and had no choice but to order the house elf to collect the gold Galleons on the ground and take him back to the manor.

He needed emergency treatment for the wound as soon as possible.

Lal's brain was not very good, but his movements were still very nimble. He threw down the wooden stick that was used to punish him, pulled the rags on his body to make a bag, and packed the golden Gallon in it, full of it. Very dazzling.

Old Rozier looked at it, shook his head and sighed.

He originally thought that no one could stop the charm of money, so he made such a tentative move, but he did not expect that Ivan was not very interested in money.

But that's right, such a little wizard must have a higher level of pursuit, how could he be as vulgar as himself?

"It seems that not everyone likes money! I have to try something else next time." Old Rozier sighed and dragged the house elf Lal away from here.

At the same time, Docter, who returned to the black magic shop, looked at Ivan with an expression of admiration. "You did a great job just now! That old guy will definitely be more honest after being frightened like this."

"I hope so," Ivan rolled his eyes and said casually.

If Doggett hadn't boasted too much and put his image too high on par with the Dark Lord, he wouldn't have had to pretend to improve his style to the point where he couldn't lose face and squatted on the ground to pick up money.

That's five hundred gold galleons, not a small amount of money!

Thinking about it this way, Ivan felt a little pity. Old Rozier was too ignorant. If he begged him to accept the tribute, would he still refuse?

Docter didn't understand what Ivan was thinking, and he didn't take the five hundred galleons seriously, but continued to talk about business.

"There should be no problem with the information provided by old Rozier. When do you plan to attack the wizard market tomorrow? Do I need to inform Fulen and the others about this matter now?"

"No, no! The less people know about this, the better!" Ivan shook his head and rejected Doggett's suggestion.

Even though he had been intimidating and benevolent in the past two days to keep the more than 30 wizards in check, the time of contact was really too short, and there was no guarantee that there would be a mole among them. It would be difficult to deal with if the news got out.

So he thought that it was enough for Asia, Doggett and himself to know. It happened that they needed to divide into three teams tomorrow to block the entrance, exit and secret passage.

As for the other members, it’s not too late to set aside ten minutes for explanation before the battle begins.

"Is that so?" Docter thought quickly and quickly understood what he meant. It would be better to be cautious as it would not be easy to make mistakes.

Ivan asked Doggett to call Asia, and took out the map of the secret room. After explaining the whole story, the three of them discussed together the route of action for attacking the wizard market tomorrow, and the areas they were responsible for.

Now that we have such a good opportunity, no one wants to waste all their previous efforts due to some avoidable mistakes.

The day flies by in a blink of an eye.

At noon the next day, Ivan, who was well prepared, issued an emergency assembly order at 2:30!

According to previous requirements, all members must be present within thirty seconds after an emergency order is issued. Ivan kept an eye on the clock to see how many people would violate the order today.

Seven seconds later, the first figure appeared not far ahead.

What surprised Ivan was that the first one to arrive was Joseph, who came back the last time. It seemed that he had learned enough lessons last time.

In three seconds, Fulen, Walker and other werewolf wizards have all arrived, and then every second more figures will appear on the field one after another.

Until the 30th second, Grace, who was the last one to arrive, rushed to the scene. Perhaps because she was in such a hurry, she was in a very embarrassed state, with messy hair and no makeup.

Ivan wondered if she had slept until this point before getting up.

Facing Ivan's gaze, Grace shrank her neck like a frightened little animal, because she was not sure whether she was late or not.

Fortunately, Ivan's eyes did not stay on her for long, and he quickly turned to the other wizards on the field.

"Yes, you came in time today and did not disappoint me!" Ivan said with satisfaction as he looked around at everyone.

He originally thought that basic training like this would take several times to teach these wizards the importance of punctuality. Unexpectedly, these people were more obedient than he thought.

Hearing Ivan say this, the wizards present secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

They didn't want to try the severe punishment Ivan said, so they even slept in uniform these days, just to be able to arrive at the first notice.

"Mr. Hals, is there something urgent that you suddenly called us here with an emergency order?" Fulen asked.

Ivan nodded and said.

"I got an information. At three o'clock this afternoon, the Nott family will hold a meeting in the underground secret room of the wizard market. Everyone from those pure-blood families will be present. Your task is to conquer there, arrest or Kill everyone"

Fulen and others were very surprised and wondered where Ivan got such important information. Generally speaking, there is almost no possibility of secret gatherings being leaked.

What they are more worried about is that the Nott family deliberately released this information, because the underground secret room of the wizard market, which they once attacked, is no different from a small fortress. Once trapped, they may suffer heavy losses.

"The Rozier family, one of the six pure-bloods, has surrendered to us, handed over the map, and established a magic contract. There is no possibility of failure this time!" Ivan saw their worries and threw out another Got a piece of information.

Now, of course, he would not hide anything anymore. Even if there was an insider from the other side among the wizards present, he would not have the opportunity to report it under the supervision of everyone.

And saying it now has another meaning, to prevent accidental injury, lest old Rozier die in the hands of his own people.

"The Rozier family surrendered?"

After learning the news, Joseph, Grace and others couldn't believe it. The battle hadn't even started yet, but one of the enemy's leaders actually surrendered and became one of their own. Wouldn't that mean they were sure to win?

After Ivan nodded to confirm, everyone's morale suddenly became high, and they all clamored to rush into the wizard market immediately and arrest Old Nott.

Ivan did not take it lightly. His goal this time was not just to win, but more importantly, not to kill anyone!

After all, a person's pension costs a full three hundred galleons, which is unacceptable to Ivan who just lost five hundred galleons!

So for more than twenty minutes before departure, Ivan patiently explained to them the traps in the underground secret rooms to prevent them from falling into traps.

"If you need to disperse and search for targets after entering, each group must not be less than three people, and you need to ensure mutual support. Do you understand?" Ivan emphasized.

The wizards present nodded their heads, feeling a little moved in their hearts.

Although the little wizard in front of him was a little cruel and harsh, he still cared about their lives. This could be seen from the increase in pensions yesterday, the funeral held in person, and the repeated emphasis on safety measures today.

After arranging everything and saying everything that needed to be said, Ivan no longer hesitated and asked the wizards to divide into three teams and go to the entrance and exit of the wizard market to wait.

After receiving the order, the wizards all performed Apparition, and the figures disappeared from the same place as when they came.

Ivan was the last one to wave his magic wand, and in a burst of space interlacing, he landed on a high platform. Only thirteen wizards including Fulen were left beside him. The others followed Asia and Docter to block the remaining two exits. went.

"Your Excellency Hals, the wizard market is in front of you, and their secret room is built underground." Fulen pointed forward and said.

Ivan turned his head and looked over, feeling somewhat emotional.

He and Docter came here once two years ago, but the wizard market was bustling at that time, like a large market.

Now the place has changed its appearance, it is very deserted. There are not many people in sight, and only four law enforcers are still on duty at the door.

"We'll start taking action at 3:10!" Ivan took out the stopwatch from the wizard's robe and looked at the time. It was already 2:50. Considering that someone might be late, he delayed his action. Some.

Fulen and others were also holding their wands tightly, hiding themselves while also being ready to take action at any time.

The waiting time was not long, and Ivan also saw a richly dressed middle-aged wizard walking into the wizard market with some of his men.

This undoubtedly supports what Rozier said.

Ivan waited for a while, and after confirming that no one would come again in a short time, he waved his wand and pointed it at the law enforcers at the wizard market.

"Confringo!"

After Ivan gathered strength for a few seconds, he recited a spell, and a blazing flame gradually ignited at the top of the wand, which then rapidly expanded into the wind and crashed towards the wizard's market.