Chapter 921

When little Victor ended his rampage with Kingsley's help, he had given up.

Yes, he found himself flying up on a broomstick. However, if you can't control the direction and speed by yourself, what else can it be if you're not joking with your life?

As for the kind little girl... Look, the wizard has gone to save her?

Little Victor, who felt that he didn't need to intervene anymore, didn't think about anything else. He just hung in the air silently, waiting for the end of everything.

However, the duration of the magic spell cast by Maka on him is indeed very long, but not every wizard's spell can last so long!

In fact, Kingsley used nothing more than an ordinary floating spell to stop him from flying.

At that time, little Victor did not dare to move, but he still raised his head with difficulty. She looked at Kingsley's figure, looked at each other's rapid rise, and soon shrunk into a small black spot.

And I don't know how long it has been - in little Victor's feeling, he seems to feel that it has been a long time. But in fact, at most, more than a minute after Kingsley left.

At that moment, he suddenly felt that the broom under him was not stable. It's like a nut on a chair is loose. If you move your ass a little, you'll feel a slight shaking.

At first, little Victor comforted himself that this must be a normal situation in the wizard's world. But just when he felt that the shaking was getting bigger and bigger, he really couldn't comfort himself to calm his mind.

However, Kingsley's floating spell didn't bring him much confusion, because he didn't have to sit there in a moment.

The next second, the floating spell finally failed completely, and the flying broom without interference immediately ran out like a cat whose tail was trampled on.

"Oh -"

Little Victor didn't expect to fly a second time!

"God! God... Ah, no, this is something in the magical world. Then who can tell me what the belief of a wizard is?"

He held on to the handle of the broom and remained motionless against the violent air flow, while he continued to wail. But now he is obviously more adaptable than before - at least he has make complaints about it, doesn't he?

"Wait -- wait -- no!"

Little Victor shouted desperately. After shrinking on the broom and stiffening for a while, he suddenly began to try to beat up the control mode of flying broom.

Since I had just watched Kingsley fly before, it's time to try as much as possible.

If he can learn and use what he sees... Naturally, he doesn't expect to control his flying skills, but he may be able to avoid the tragedy of throwing himself into a puddle of mud.

"Speed up? Push the broom handle forward to speed up... Ow! Damn it, it's down..."

Little Victor pulled his broom back and forth, constantly trying to figure out the direction, but he also shouted and shouted.

And because the magic curse on him is still in effect, so that only a broom can be seen flying freely in the air, drawing dazzling arcs of size.

If he hadn't been in a higher position at the moment, I'm afraid something would have happened.

After a while, when little Victor finally managed to figure out how to control his flight path with sweat, he suddenly found that he was getting higher and higher off the ground.

After all, he was afraid of this height.

Seeing that little Victor, who had just mastered the flying tips, was trying to land quickly, he suddenly remembered the male wizard chasing high into the sky, so he subconsciously looked up again.

"Oh! What's that glittering silver? A big cat?"

"The little girl is still held by the monster? She... She seems to have lost consciousness? Is it all right... Oh! It exploded!"

"My God! The monster ate a rocket and burned only a little cloak? Is the wizard OK?"

"Wow! It exploded again..."

Little Victor looked at the battle in the sky with surprise. He was not only worried about freina, but also amazed at those gorgeous and diverse magic spells. Sometimes he was secretly afraid of the ugliness and strength of the monster.

You know, not long ago, he couldn't see these magical scenes!

Before he knew it, he leaned forward, pulled up the handle of the broom, and moved closer and closer.

"Oh, what is Mr. wizard going to do?"

While he was still immersed in the duel between Kingsley and the monster, a palpitating green light suddenly burst out from the tip of Kingsley's wand, forming a beam like a high-voltage arc and went straight to the monster.

At almost the same time, the monster tried to move sideways.

As soon as he saw that the green light was very likely to directly penetrate the position under the monster's left hand, little Victor's face suddenly changed dramatically - because it was the phantom curse given by Marca, he could clearly see where freina was!

In an instant, little Victor root couldn't think about anything. He began to rush higher with pure instinct.

However, if Kingsley did not rekindle his will to never give up, his patron saint would not be able to take the initiative again.

In that case, Kingsley's lynx patron saint would not let go and turn the monster back to the top, so freina would be hit by the curse of death.

In that case, no matter how little Victor accelerates, everything will be in vain.

But the truth is the truth. Kingsley's spirit saved freina's life.

When the monster was hit by the green light arc and released the left hand holding freina, little Victor also passed under it surprisingly accurately and caught the girl who was still in a coma.

At that moment, he was only ten feet away from the monster, but he had already forgotten what fear was.

"Call -"

Little victor who received freina was unstable at the moment, but he still held the handle of the broom and didn't fall down with freina.

Unfortunately, Kingsley was far less lucky than them.

Suddenly, a gray black flame, which was no slower than the curse of death, spit out from the monster's mouth, crossed an almost straight gray line, and hit Kingsley's back shoulder with unparalleled accuracy.

Kingsley, who mistakenly thought that the curse of death had at least relieved the opponent's combat effectiveness, finally made a move at the moment when he wanted to save the hostages.

But this move is particularly vicious and powerful.

"Huh?"

Little Victor, who managed to save freina, suddenly heard Kingsley's roar of pain. He quickly looked up again.

So he immediately saw Kingsley, who was not far above him at the moment.

"... what happened in those seconds?"

"Is that a flame? Why is it gray?"

"What should I... Do?"

It can be seen that although Kingsley was constantly burning his soul by the flame emitted by the monster, the pain was unimaginable. But he still cried and hugged the broom firmly, and did not fall from the height because of the unbearable pain.

Not far from Kingsley's side, there seemed to be some powerless monsters, who seemed to have the ability to maintain floating out of thin air.

Little Victor didn't know what to do about it.

Fortunately, he was not embarrassed for too long, that is, about ten minutes. Finally, another figure appeared from the square below.

"Where's Kingsley?"

Sirius came. He and lupin were originally responsible for carrying out secret inspection in London. Like this monster, there must be a reason to come out here, and there will always be a place to enter the city.

Now, although they can't find any reason and direction, they have found a more important thing - there are more unidentified creatures of the same kind in downtown London!

So Sirius actually came to Kingsley to convey emergency information.

"Roommate? He went after a sheet -" an Auror left in the square pointed to tiankong.

"What?"

Although Sirius was puzzled by the Auror's statement, he and Kingsley had known each other for so many years. He knew that with each other's temperament, he must have found something when he left suddenly.

Thinking of the situation he and lupin found, he soon had some general conjectures in his mind.

Not long after, when he also rushed into the air and found that he was carrying little Victor with freina's Distressed face, Kingsley's distorted face also came into his eyes.

"You are -"

Before little Victor could ask, Sirius passed him and came directly to Kingsley.

"Hey! What's going on - are you okay?"

But now, except for clinging to the handle of the broom, Kingsley's energy has been all focused on the confrontation with severe pain. He doesn't have the ability to answer Sirius.

In fact, he didn't even notice Sirius's arrival... Even if he had opened his eyes wide.

Seeing that Kingsley didn't respond, Sirius knew something big was going on. He stared at the gray black flame on each other's shoulders and found that he didn't know what it was.

Subconsciously, he was trying to put his hand to the risk, but he finally restrained this mindless behavior.

"Who are you? What happened? Tell me!"

Sirius finally realized that there were two other living people around him, so he suddenly turned around and asked little Victor, who was still at a loss.

"Uh... What am I... Oh, I'm Muggle."