The solid wood door of the auditorium was blown into countless pieces, and in the smoke and dust, red beams like lasers swept the entire room.

Felix picked up a spell as a coma.

"What a weak magic." He was surprised.

But the next second, a red beam of light came straight towards him, hitting the invisible barrier, making a low roar.

Felix curled his lips, "It's just like a little bit."

He pulled Professor Bubaji up, and she panickedly pushed away the ginger hair blocking in front, "What's wrong, what's wrong? What's going on?"

Felix did not respond to her. The dual effects of super-sensory curse and memory acceleration slowed down everything around him.

Bubaji's question seemed to drag on a long tone, and the galloping spell arc was slightly slower.

When more than a dozen spells came, he had already prepared the iron armor spell to block them outside.

"laugh!"

With a light sound, Felix used the phantom to move and took Professor Bubaji to the seventh floor of the hotel. "Professor Bubaji, I have investigated before. No one lives on the sixth and seventh floors, so it will not be the target of the attacker. You can find a room to hide it."

This was confirmed by him. Before, Silester and the vicissitudes of the witch were just looking for a secluded place to talk about private topics.

"Okay, OK." Bubaji swallowed nervously. The scene just now was so exciting. She had never seen so many spells appear in front of her at the same time in her life.

The words Felix advised her before flashed through his mind.

Felix's body distorted and disappeared, leaving a faint black smoke in place. The next moment, he walked out of the air in the auditorium and appeared in front of the railing on the second floor of the auditorium.

After tilting his head to avoid a red arrow that was shooting, he stood high and looked down below.

The room had become dilapidated and the doors exploded, the tables and chairs were scattered, and there were burning traces everywhere. Suddenly, more than half of the Muggle research experts fell to the ground, but judging from their condition, they were in a coma at most.

‘Ha, will these attackers still show mercy?’

His eyes swept across the venue quickly, and his brain was operating at high speed, taking all the details in the room into control.

This is the starting requirement for the instant killing tactic, and read the battlefield to get useful information.

The two sides of the war were divided into three camps: Silester, the vicissitudes of the faces hid behind the podium, and they belonged to the American Magic French Association camp;

Maxwell and two strange young Aurors were hiding beside the stone pillars, and they should be guards assigned by the French Ministry of Magic;

There are still a dozen Muggle experts from different countries, scattered around and barely protecting themselves.

The other side was the attackers, who were uniformly wearing black robes decorated with white stars and masks. There were twenty-seven people, and they were still pouring in.

"Noel Cilester! Come out!"

Someone among the attackers shouted, and while they were talking, the windows of the fourth-floor auditorium exploded, and seven or eight black-robed wizards riding brooms broke in, hovering above the ceiling, diving and spelling spells.

Felix waved his staff and shot down two wizards who spelled him, scaring the others away from him.

Silester hid behind the podium, and she was angry like a lion: "It was abolished in 1965!"

"Do you know what you did? Fight against the Magic France!"

She seemed to be explaining something, but this aroused the other party's anger.

"Liar!"

"This is a deception!"

These attackers were clearly divided into four teams, front, back, left and right. In each team, some were responsible for attacking, some were responsible for protecting, covering each other, and advancing layer by layer, occupying most of the auditorium, almost forcing the Ministry of Magic to the corner.

What's even more terrifying is that there are black-robed wizards constantly pouring into the room, and the number of enemies seems to be unable to see the end, which makes Maxwell despair.

There were only five people attacked in the last time, but this time it was probably not ten times more.

The French Ministry of Magic was already cautious enough. It transferred twelve Aurors to form two combat squads and swept across a black market. But this time they were defeated too badly and seven were knocked down in one meeting.

There is only one reason, that is, there are too many people on the other side! There are spells everywhere, and there is no room for refuge.

Maxwell gritted his teeth and glanced at his comrades beside him. Including him, there were only three, and the remaining nine had fallen into the hands of the other party.

He could only pray that the Ministry could detect abnormalities as soon as possible and send support.

...

Felix was a little confused. The purpose of the attacker was very simple, which was Noel Cialest. Cialest seemed to know that their target was himself, and even who they were.

Because she said to Maxwell through two stone pillars: "Don't use lethal spells!"

But the battlefield was not something she could control, and it was not a good idea to show mercy during the battle. A red light hit Maxwell, making his body stiff, and then seven or eight red lights followed.

In his shocked expression, the spell overturned him and smashed him heavily on the pillar behind him.

"Maxwell!"

A young Auror had red eyes. He gritted his teeth and punched a black spell. The black mist condensed into a sharp dagger in the air, and stabbed into the chest of an attacker on the opposite side in an unstoppable posture. A large amount of blood splashed out from his chest instantly.

"Bethni!" A sad voice was made on the opposite side, and then their spell became ruthless.

Although he still didn't find out the truth, Felix felt that he had to intervene before things became irreversible.

He raised his hand to inspire a shattering spell, which hit the chandelier on the ceiling, smashing the chandelier and half of the ceiling, and dust and stones fell down in a scattered manner.

The red light in the sky weakened a lot for a while.

Felix's figure suddenly appeared in the middle of the auditorium. He waved his wand calmly and accurately, and coma spells flew out from the tip of the wand like flowing water. The smoke and dust dispersed, and seven or eight attackers fell to the ground.

"All curses end!"

Felix put his magic wand backhanded on the ground, and the red light poured out like a terrifying wave. With him as the center, the attackers, Muggle experts, Aurors, and officials of the American Demons and French Society flew backwards like wheat, and the spells that were still brewing fell silently and dumb.

Everyone looked at the figure that suddenly appeared, and watched him slowly stand up, holding his wand expressionlessly.

The auditorium was so quiet that it could even hear breathing. It took seven or eight seconds to pass

"Knock him down!" said a calm voice from the attacker.

But more than a dozen spells hit the black smoke that he left in the same place. Then, everyone present saw an unforgettable scene. Felix's figure kept flashing, and every time he appeared, he shook his hands and waved a dazzling red light.

At the most exaggerated moment, they saw seven Felix's shadows at the same time.

The attackers team, which barely rushed into the front of the auditorium, was almost swept away in one or two seconds, and the other three teams also collapsed in dismay.

‘Too weak. Although the formation is quite good, the personal quality is too poor. If you lose the protection of the team, you don’t even have the most basic sense of self-protection. It’s like bullying a child…’

Felix did not feel the pleasure of casting the spell. On the contrary, his confusion in his heart was even more serious. If he had to compare, some of their spells were not as good as Percy Weasley.

‘The strength gap between members is huge, there is no habit of using killing curse and black magic, lack of combat experience, and the spells are not powerful…’
Chapter completed!