great-warnovel Chapter 198 The Strength of the Group
Chapter 198 The Strength of the Group
Chapter 198 The Strength of the Group
In fact, for Percy, who is about to enter his seventh year, his strength is already very close to that of an adult wizard. In fact, as a top student, he is already stronger than most adult wizards who have not studied at Hogwarts.
But just as Harry's steel chains could severely injure Alecto with a single blow, demonstrating a typical high offense and low defense, Percy, despite mastering more spells, only had more ways to entangle with Harry. The latter's strong and uncanny combat awareness, combined with his increasingly skilled Transfiguration, made Percy feel rather helpless.
The spells he shoots are always twisted or deflected in absurd ways. Even if the terrain is changed, his current shapeshifting ability can help him break through.
Percy's fighting style was too predictable. Once Harry became familiar with his spellcasting rhythm, he was even able to deflect his spells repeatedly and instead charge at him.
Mr. Potter, whose physique was growing stronger, glared with his green eyes, swinging his chain to smash Percy's obstacles, while releasing a flock of birds with his other hand to clash with Percy's flock, forcing the latter to retreat and dodge continuously.
"I'm not fighting anymore!" Percy frowned and stopped.
"Without using the Explosive Charm, I really don't have a good way to deal with you." He shook his head.
Harry's combat instincts were a more reliable weapon than chains; it was almost impossible for any spell to hit him successfully. After becoming familiar with Hermione's dual skills in both weaponry and magic, coupled with his experience of being ambushed in the borderlands,
He truly possessed keen eyesight and keen hearing, and was remarkably adept at intercepting and evading spells.
In other words, his magic power and physical strength are not very strong right now, so a powerful spell can still suppress him.
Once he grows a bit more, becomes able to withstand the Explosive Curse, and masters the ability to move at high speed, Percy can't think of any way to defeat him other than a barrage of Deadly Curses.
Percy was just as annoyed as Draco. Harry was so difficult to deal with, and his little brother Ronnie was just as disgusting!
Although his combat awareness was far inferior to Harry's, his defensive strength was ridiculously strong. This younger brother, who was good at chess, seemed to have a talent for thinking three steps ahead after entering defensive mode. He always prepared multiple backup plans to deal with subsequent attacks while blocking the first spell. Even though Percy had mastered the various spell chains and attack angles taught by the professor, it was difficult for him to break through his defense.
We can only wait until his magic is exhausted. During this time, we also have to be careful to guard against the spells that this kid might suddenly shoot. Fortunately, his offensiveness is relatively weak. As long as we use polymorph and spells to trap him, it will be difficult for him to break free in a short time.
Fortunately, others crumbled more quickly when facing him, which helped him regain some confidence.
"Hermione, I want to fight you," Percy said seriously, his head bowed.
"I know I'm no match for you, but I want to know how big the gap is between us." His matches with the boys made him realize the effects of Hermione's special training, and he even felt a little unsure of his own position.
Didn't they claim to be the best soon-to-be 7th grader? How come they're having so much trouble bullying a few soon-to-be 3rd graders?
Hermione looked at him, somewhat embarrassed. After thinking for a moment, she still said truthfully, "Although it may be hurtful to say this, Percy, I am stronger than when I fought Professor Lockhart before, much stronger."
She gestured with her hand to indicate the width, suggesting it was quite large.
Over the past year, she has learned more spells, deciphered and translated more magic from the borderlands, and her magical power has increased dramatically after obtaining the moon form. To put it bluntly, even the most outstanding student like Percy, who hasn't graduated yet, probably can't be forced to truly exert herself.
According to her own estimation, she was not afraid of any number of ordinary elite adult wizards. Even Professor McGonagall, who had been immersed in transfiguration for decades and was extremely powerful, could be easily dealt with by her. It would probably be McGonagall and Flitwick together that would give her a headache.
Only top-tier powerhouses at the level of Voldemort and Dumbledore, who have mastered the Great Runes, could defeat her; that's a qualitative difference.
"But where did their Great Runes come from?" she wondered to herself.
In the borderlands, the existence of the magic ring can be traced back to ancient times. It seems that ever since the establishment of the one god and one king model, it has always been like this. No matter how powerful ordinary people are, they can only possess runes that represent their power.
The Great Rune, representing the rules, remains forever within the Ring of Law.
Until Marika shattered the Ring of Power, the Great Runes spontaneously flowed to the eligible demigods, giving them both the qualification and the ambition.
In this world, there has never been such a thing as a magic ring. Even Dumbledore cannot see her own Great Rune; it is merely an expression of her own soul's vision.
But whatever they interpret it as, there must be a source.
She still clearly remembered the Great Rune of Dumbledore that she had observed back then. It seemed incomplete, a fragment of a rule that was still effective, and it gave Dumbledore an absolute power that far exceeded that of ordinary wizards and surpassed conventional power.
How did he, Voldemort, Grindelwald, and other top-tier wizards acquire such power? It seems no wizard can explain it, attributing it solely to talent. But that's too simplistic. While few students can achieve 12 zeros, Barty Jr. and Bill are examples, yet they clearly lack the potential to become top-tier wizards. There must be some other factor at play.
"Maybe I can ask Dumbledore directly?" she thought. Given her current relationship with the old man, he probably wouldn't keep it a secret, and might even be happy that she took the initiative to ask.
Her thoughts had wandered too far; Percy was still awkwardly in front of her. Saying that was indeed a bit hurtful, but with Hermione's current strength, if she didn't hold back, Percy would be defeated in one move. But if she did hold back, being seen through would be mistaken for contempt.
"My magic is extraordinary, so it's not a good measure of my abilities." She touched the tip of her nose.
"But perhaps those werewolves that have wandered over would be a good option?" she suggested.
"How about we find a chance to wipe out those werewolves this summer? We'll do it ourselves."
"Ourselves?" Percy pointed to the children around him, looking surprised.
"Aren't you going to ask the adults for help?"
Hermione nodded: "I will write to Professor Lily and purchase a batch of improved wolfsbane potion in case of any unforeseen circumstances."
With proper precautions, werewolves are not nearly as terrifying as they used to be. With potions at hand, their most feared werewolf curse loses its power. Of course, only Hermione, with her incredible wealth, can afford to do this. Even the werewolf extermination team at Malfoy Castle is reluctant to equip each member with a bottle.
She looked at Percy with the same formal gaze, and then at all the other children: "As you all know, next school year, Hogwarts will be moving to the Scottish Highlands, and the situation there is not good."
"A tough battle may be waiting for us all, and I think we all need to be prepared."
"That's right! Are we supposed to all hide in the castle and wait for the professors to kill the monsters and then come back to teach us?" George nodded.
"Hey George, I think we need to design something—something even more powerful, what do you think?" Fred had another new idea.
"If we're afraid of even a bunch of roaming werewolves, how are we going to fight our way through hordes of mutants?" Harry brandished the chain with a fierce determination.
Even Ginny was eagerly waving her wand, making a series of sharp, crackling sounds.
The little wolf girl Maria remained silent, quietly gripping the Holy Mark tightly. She needed to improve herself quickly; there was still revenge to be taken from that pack of werewolves!
We can't let these violent male wizards get there first.