Fortunately, the Main Line is at Hogwarts

Patient zero is very recognizable, almost everyone below is wearing protective clothing, only he is very arrogantly wearing a hospital uniform.

And most of the composition of voodoo is black, while his is white.

The most important thing is that Charles has seen Patient Zero a few times in the game. At that time, as a source of curse infection with no special abilities, he was like a background setting, and he was not noticed by Charles at all.

But the Pensieve can still reproduce it.

Patient No. 0 also saw Charles' gaze, and their eyes met. The latter's gaze was dodged, tired, painful and even unhappy. Then, with a wow, Patient No. 0 spit out a mouthful of blood again.

Well, you can't go wrong now.

"come over!"

The wand fell into his hand, Charles stood on the stairs, lifted it lightly, and Patient Zero jumped into the air dancing and flying towards him.

"Put him down!"

Papa Buddy is not there, and the rest of the voodoo cult is a group of bastards. They scream fiercely, and all kinds of curry flavors, Haitian flavors and English spew out one after another, but there are not many real means.

There was even a guy who grabbed patient zero by the arm and tried to grab him, only to be dragged along with him instead.

Of course Charles didn't want him.

When the wand moved again, he was thrown out of the car. The black man was rough and thick, and it didn't matter if he fell, but soon the next force came again, pushing him to the side hard.

Just like a pot in a curling arena, he slid along the floor and hit the wall at the end of the corridor. There was a muffled bang in his head, and he passed out.

Then Madison seemed to have found some novel toy, she never let go of her raised hand, her delicate white hand swung left and right, and the voodoo members below were like pins under a bowling ball, suddenly stumbling around flew out.

Some hit the wall with their heads and knocked themselves out, while others were thrown into the pool of flesh and blood at the ball, stained with blood.

It seemed that she was having a good time. Sure enough, the previous mistakes were not her fault, but John was too fragile. The group of people in protective suits would be fine.

"Who are you?"

"what are you up to?"

"I tell you, I am cursed by God, anyone who comes too close to me"

Mr. Potter, who flew over, said while vomiting blood.

Charles lightly tapped him with his wand, as if some kind of cold solid liquid poured him from head to toe, he became immobile and petrified.

"Stop playing, get your stuff, and prepare to retreat."

"good."

But as soon as Madison agreed, her face turned red, and blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.

It seems that this group of voodoo cultists in protective suits are really not crispy at all, and even a little too good.

Charles looked over and found that most of the guys in protective suits were lying on the ground, but there were three of them left, and these three had torn off the heads of the protective suits, revealing dark faces, staring at them seriously. watching them both.

"None of you can go!"

The leader glared fiercely at Madison. Madison's ability to control objects had failed on him, and not only had it failed, it had even turned back on him.

Madison has only become a witch for a few days, and it was Shire who awakened her opportunistically. Coupled with her reckless character, it is not surprising that she is backlashed.

Charles glanced at him, and soon noticed the tattoo on his neck. Although most of it was hidden under the protective clothing, it was still enough for Charles to distinguish.

The protection of the ancestors, a kind of tattoo tattooed with the juice of multiple poisonous plants such as aconite and datura, combined with the unique magic of voodoo.

If you are lucky enough to survive, you will gain the power to be immune to most low-level magic.

In game terms, it is magic resistance.

Charles didn't know how to make this thing, and he didn't want to know, because he didn't intend to gamble his life.

"Damn witch, put down the cursed son, otherwise"

This guy has the protection of his ancestors, and he can be regarded as a middle-level and high-level person in Voodoo. He has more knowledge, and he can recognize Madison's identity at a glance.

The witches of the witch coven, control material power.

The relationship between voodoo and the witches' coven was ups and downs, and no one was willing to easily form a death feud with the other party unless it was due to interests.

And this generation of voodoo queens seems to have a good relationship with the Supreme Witch, and there is much less friction between the assembly and voodoo.

Charles raised his hand without waiting for him to finish speaking.

"Well!"

The protective suit shrank suddenly, like a rope during a hanging, tightly strangling his throat.

The term low-level magic is actually very vague. Controlling objects is one of the basic powers of witches, whether it is a new witch or a supreme witch will use it. Is this something low-level magic?

And Transfiguration.

Charles used the Transfiguration technique to shrink the protective suit and strangle the opponent.

In an instant, the remaining three people lost their mobility and fell to their knees on the ground. They clutched their throats weakly, wanting to take a breath of fresh air.

Fortunately, there are no lunatics who turned themselves into Haitian zombies, otherwise this b would not be perfect.

"Magic is more than a fist of air."

"Don't just use brute force, learn to use skill."

Charles said to Madison.

This hand-transformation technique is very similar to the ability to control objects. Charles can do it, and Madison can do it too, but she didn't expect it.

Wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth with her tongue, Madison nodded. She did have some talent in magic, and she realized it as soon as Charles said it.

Letting go of a few guys, flames filled Charles' hands, and the flames rose up, burning more and more vigorously, and with one breath, it turned into a huge fireball.

"call!"

Charles suddenly blew outwards, and the fireball turned into a fire snake, which moved downwards at an extremely fast speed, touching the ground, and instantly ignited, turning into a ring of fire in an instant, enclosing everyone inside.

Except for a few unlucky ones that Madison threw into that pile of blood and filth on the dance floor.

Breathe again, although the faces of the voodoo members who breathed the scorching air were ugly.

"wizard?"

His dark face frowned.

The witch coven is all women, without exception, male wizards, and wizards with a wide variety of spellcasting, are more likely to be from the Magic Council rather than Green creatures.

The Magic Council is not easy to mess with. Although I heard that the strongest wizard Dumbledore is in England, the main reason is that there are too many of them. There are too many of them. It can be said that they are the main components of the entire magic world. They are a society.

And Voodoo is just an organization, so even if it is Voodoo, I don't want to provoke it for no reason.

More importantly, the power of Voodoo Cult is indeed inferior to the Magic Congress.

For example, now, Charles just used a fire magic, which easily trapped all of them.

Voodoo is good at cursing, soul, if he is determined to kill someone, it is really hard to guard against, even Dumbledore probably will be tricked.

But they lack the ability to fight head-on. Voodoo zombies are fine against ordinary people, but not enough against wizards.

The ability of voodoo to fight head-on is still at the level of using zombies more than fists than physical strength, and they are better at playing dirty behind the scenes.

Indeed, if they were prepared, they could curse Dumbledore and the president of the Magic Congress, but then what.

A large number of adult wizards don't need Aurors, they can't resist.

The downfall must be voodoo.