Hogwarts Ordnance Manual

Peter didn't expect Dudley to react so quickly, but the curse had already been cast, like two lightning bolts, one red and one green, clashing in the air. The powerful magic in the two people's bodies condensed into a spring-like torrent of magic, and the wand was like a torrent of magic. This torrent increased the pressure tenfold, and the brilliant energy flows intertwined and collided in the air. Countless energy particles turned into brilliant sparks, as if a firework that glowed with the sun ignited in mid-air.

It was the first time that Dudley went all out for a magical duel. Peter was indeed the leader of Voldemort's Death Eaters. He was not only a representative of ruthlessness, but also a model of magical strength. His combat prowess was probably unrivaled among the Death Eaters. Being ranked in the top three, second only to the crazy woman Bellatrix Lestrange and Barty Crouch Jr., brought great pressure to Dudley.

After all, Dudley's magic value is still at 14 points (magician level). He is not a powerful wizard based on his magic attribute alone. He only relies on his mastery of magic spells and the swift wand in his hand to exert more than [-]% of his power in ordinary battles. A combat power that far exceeds its own strength.

The current duel with Peter can be described as a real competition of internal strength. There is no adulteration at all. Even though he has experienced hundreds of battles, Dudley still feels a mountain of pressure. He is fully focused, nervous, desperately activating his magic power, and the will to win makes him His heart is like steel.

His right hand clenched tightly into a fist. He didn't want to use firearms to sneak attack the enemy in every magic duel, so that his magic power would never be improved.

The two magic torrents almost illuminated the sunny sky red. The two people's robes were swept up by the storm formed by the magic torrents. The entire sand dune shook slightly. In just ten seconds, the two of them almost disappeared. Erupting the destructive energy contained in a tactical missile.Sparks flew in the air, and the ever-changing dazzling light reflected streaks of flames, like a mysterious picture.

This is not only a confrontation between magic power, but also a confrontation between two people's wills. As time goes by, Peter still has the intention to retreat. His desire for freedom, fear of death, and confusion about the future make his will wear away faster.

As Peter's fighting spirit decreased, Dudley finally gained the upper hand. The red magic surge surged forward for more than half the distance. As long as he exerted more force, he could force Peter's life-killing curse back into his body. The magic wand allowed him to withstand the backlash of the Death Curse, which was the fate he deserved.

But just when Dudley was about to make the final move, the sand dune beneath his feet suddenly shook violently. The solid yellow sand suddenly seemed to come to life and began to rotate around a point between the two of them. .

This power was more powerful than the magic storm caused by the air waves caused by their magic duel. After a while, a huge desert vortex was formed.

"Oh, no!" Dudley was shocked, but he was still in the magic duel. At this time, with the magic power withdrawn, the power of the life-killing spell would counterattack instantly. He didn't know if his battle mage cloak could withstand the death-killing spell. He was never willing to test the lethality of the curse.

But regardless of Dudley's mental activities, a huge creature poked its head out of the desert whirlpool. It looked like a giant hammerhead shark. Its mouth was big enough to crush a small car, and it sprayed a large amount of yellow sand into the air like a volcanic eruption. , covering the sky and the sun, forming a terrifying sand storm.

Its size was so large that it formed a natural energy attraction. Dudley and Peter's magic currents were stirred and dispersed in unison, and all the remaining energy was poured into the monster.

Although the Death Curse and the Disarming Curse are not elemental magic and must be targeted at specific objects to achieve maximum lethality, the magical energy contained in them is not fake. Even if it is lightly rubbed, it is enough to cause serious damage to ordinary magical animals. In front of this shark-headed monster, its scales, which were harder than granite, seemed to have been shot by a small water gun. The two curses did not produce even a scratch.

"Sandstorm Dragon... I'll choke you!" Dudley cursed in his heart. Even if he was beaten to death, he would never have imagined that a magical showdown with Peter could alarm the overlord among the overlords in the desert. It can be called the biggest monster of the caravan disaster.

Dudley grabbed Crookshanks, ignoring the large fine gold iron cage that Hagrid had worked so hard to build, and retreated back.

The Sandstorm Dragon did not move in the direction of Dudley, but chose Peter, who was bleeding all over his body. Its huge mouth covered with several layers of sharp fangs covered Peter's figure with the force of swallowing the sky.

"Ah! -" Peter let out a miserable scream, and as the Sandstorm Demonic Dragon got into the yellow sand again, Peter's figure disappeared without a trace.

Dudley pulled out his flying broom, almost catapulted into the air, and rushed out of the sandstorm caused by the Sandstorm Dragon. When he turned back, the Sandstorm Dragon had already sunk into the depths of the desert like a whale into the sea. .

Dudley sighed slightly. Although Peter had committed many crimes, the fate of being buried in the mouth of a desert monster still made him sad. It all came to him. If he had run away when he was released, Or just disapparate, and you may not be able to chase him down. In the end, you still have to trade malice for death, and you deserve it!

Dudley no longer thought about Peter. It was just a small episode in his trip. He flew high into the sky and looked towards the direction of the thick smoke in the distance. It seemed that just at this moment, there was another firefight over there, and he was heartbroken. With a thought, he stuffed Crookshanks into the robe on his chest, leaned on the broom handle, and rushed towards the crossfire.

The hot wind blew across his face, as dry as a knife, but the high-speed flight brought him an extreme sense of pleasure. He was already familiar with the performance of Nimbus 2001 and felt like he could use his fingers. If he could improve his flying proficiency to C level or above, I am afraid that he will no longer be satisfied with the ability of this broom. He thought of the Firebolt, which can be called the king of flying brooms, and secretly made up his mind to buy one as soon as possible next time he returns to the magic world.

As he flew closer and closer, the two parties involved in the firefight also came into view, and he also had a panoramic view of the battlefield.

There were densely packed people on one side, at least 800 people, riding shabby desert motorcycles or other retro-style jeeps, mounting various types of machine guns, and surrounding and killing another wave of people in front.

"Sand bandits...these turtles..." Dudley murmured. The last time he teleported to this continent, he met Mia who was being chased by sand bandits. These cruel bandits were even more cruel than the Sandstorm Dragon. Such monsters are even more greedy and ruthless, and in Dudley's heart, they are already a must-kill target.

Looking at another wave of teams, there are about 60 people in them. One of them is a vehicle similar to a mechanical sand beast. Although it looks like a sand beast, it moves several times faster. It may be a modified combat model, not a mechanical sand beast. General freight model.

While running, this group of people turned around and exchanged shots with the sand bandits. Their speed was not too fast and slow, and they kept a certain distance from the sand bandits.

"Ha, the art of luring the enemy..." Dudley was in the air, which could be said to have opened up a God's perspective. When he turned his head, he could already see the terrain in front of the warring parties. It was a piece of Gobi protruding from the desert. There are large rocks several meters high, and behind these rocks, a large group of people are ambushed.

Soon, the army that lured the enemy took the lead and rushed into the Gobi. The vanguard of the sand bandits behind them also followed closely. Huge stones divided the two armies into many small pieces. When nearly half of the sand bandits were When entering the Gobi area, the group of people hiding behind the rocks rushed out with the sound of a horn.

The men were bare-chested and holding long knives. They rushed towards the motorcycles of the sand bandits one by one, and slashed hard at the wheels of the sand bandits or vehicles with their big knives.

The sand bandits were caught off guard, and the number of ambushes was even greater, forming a semi-surrounded situation. The team that had previously lured the enemy also turned around, jumped on the big rocks next to them one by one, and attacked the sand bandits from a high position. shooting.

The sand pirates were immediately in a dilemma. If they continued to advance, they would lose their mobility in the vast desert and the range advantage of their firearms. However, retreating would almost give up the vanguard, and at least half of the 800-man team would be lost.

Maybe the sand pirates don't have any dilemma. Between dead Taoist friends and dead poor Taoists, how can they have a second choice?Following the leader's whistle, the sand bandits behind them all braked suddenly, and those who had just entered the Gobi area also turned around and retreated.