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Compared to the previous rooms, this stone palace was the most spacious and luxuriously decorated, with its walls covered in reliefs of various mythical creatures: centaurs, Grindelwalds, chimeras, eagles…
There were several brass braziers around the stone palace, with bluish-white flames burning inside, clearly lit by magic.
The most striking feature of the stone palace is the enormous metal door in the center.
The door was covered with patterns drawn in the style of ancient Celtic art, with magic gems inlaid at the key points of the patterns.
Using [Detect Magic], Levin could see that the door was filled with magical aura.
This is undoubtedly a magic gate, guarding the treasure hidden in the ruins—the scholar's moonstone.
Four or five wizards were gathered around the gate, wands in hand, studying something.
It seems that this magical gate is the barrier between them and the scholar Moonstone.
This reminded Levin of puzzles in games.
Of course, solving a real-world puzzle is not as simple as guiding a few bronze moths to a designated location using "flashlights."
This undoubtedly contains complex magic runes and ancient magical knowledge.
Meanwhile, Tonks was observing the poachers.
Their attire was all very similar, either wearing dark cloaks or dark coats; in short, they all hid their heads and tails, and didn't look like people who did serious work.
The leader of them wore a purple cloak and a ferocious mask.
"That's the leader of this poaching gang, Piccolo Curtis."
Tonks stared intently at the other man and quietly introduced him to Levin:
"According to the department's documents, this guy rose to power at the same time as the Dark Lord and leads the second largest poacher organization in the Underworld. It is said that they have maintained long-term trade relations with the Death Eaters. His own style of doing things is also similar to that of the Death Eaters. He is powerful and extremely ruthless. We must be careful of him."
"Don't worry, Sister Tonks." Facing five adult wizards, one of whom was a powerful dark wizard, Levin smiled confidently. "Leave Piccolo to me. I have a unique spell that can temporarily restrain him for five seconds. During this time, we'll quickly clear out the minions and then focus our fire on him."
"Well... okay, I believe you."
After a moment's hesitation, Tonks could only agree; Levin's endless stream of self-created spells gave her confidence.
Pico Curtis was unaware that his four henchmen had fallen into enemy hands, and that two enemies were stealthily approaching them from behind.
At this moment, he was focused intently on the magic gate in front of him, trying various methods.
"Damn it, why didn't the ancient records mention that there was such a magic door in these ruins?"
After yet another failed attempt to pick the lock, Pickol slammed his fist heavily on the door, producing a dull thud.
But this level of physical attack had no effect on the gate.
It still stands in the way of poachers, preventing them from obtaining the treasures deep within.
“Gabrielles, can you decipher the magic runes here?” Piccolo turned to one of his bespectacled subordinates and urged loudly, “You’ve been studying it for three hours!”
"It's...it's not done yet, boss!" Gabriel said, his voice trembling with tears. "The magic runes here are too ancient; there are so many words I haven't learned. I can't do this problem—"
"Useless thing!" Piccolo cursed, about to turn to another person to ask about the preparation of the alchemical potion.
Suddenly, he felt an invisible force enter his mind.
He was completely caught off guard; the force was like a sharp iron nail, piercing her fragile, tofu-like consciousness.
"what!!!"
A piercing scream echoed through the sealed stone chamber.
Having been attacked by Levin's Mind Prick, the dark wizard collapsed to the ground, clutching his head with both hands. His long, slender fingers were deeply embedded in the messy hair under his hood, and cold sweat was already dripping from his tightly knit forehead, shimmering with a crystal-clear light in the firelight.
The intense pain, as if his brain were being churned up, made it impossible for him to concentrate, think, or even cast a spell to retaliate.
Pico Curtis has temporarily lost his fighting ability.
Seeing that the formidable enemy was no longer a threat, Levin and Tonks appeared simultaneously and made their move.
Levin took the lead, expending a large amount of mana to cast the first wave of control on the poachers:
"[Instant Cast - Frost Nova]!"
The power of the ice element spread rapidly forward in a fan shape, centered on Levin.
The unsuspecting poachers fell victim to the trap, their feet instantly frozen in place, temporarily losing their mobility.
The intense chill also slowed their movements by half a beat.
Tonks' attacks came one after another.
"[Thunderous Explosion]!"
In this situation, she didn't have time to care about the Auror rules and directly used the strongest dark magic she knew—597. If it were her from six or seven years later in the original story, she definitely wouldn't have been able to do this.
The powerful blasting spell exploded among the poachers, instantly injuring two of them and sending them flying backward, while the rest coughed up blood.
"[Thunderous Explosion]!"
"Fireball!"
In the second wave of attack, Levin and Tonks continued their barrage tactics, and several poachers were blown to pieces in the deafening explosions, leaving few with the strength to resist.
This was the tactic that Levin and Tonks had agreed upon beforehand.
Adhering to the tactical philosophy of "when poor, use tactical infiltration; when rich, bomb us," upon encountering the enemy, bomb them first, no matter what.
There were no exciting duels, no spectacular magical battles, only a one-sided barrage of attacks.
In retrospect, the victory was a great success.
Although these spells consume a lot of resources, wiping out the enemy team in two waves is definitely worth it.
At this moment, Piccolo finally recovered from the excruciating pain of the "emotional stabbing."
Looking at his men, who had suffered heavy losses in a single sneak attack, he felt both angry and fearful.
He had no idea what methods the enemy used to inflict such pain on him, causing him to miss his chance in battle.
If it weren't for the fact that his monster-skin cloak was incredibly defensive, those few explosions alone would have been enough to kill him.
Now, he is determined to make these enemies pay the price:
"Damn Aurors, and this damned child, how dare you ambush me and kill my men... You have angered me!"
"Pray for yourselves, because what's coming next will make you regret ever being born!"
Today's update [May 4th], bonus update [June 14th]
Chapter 48 The Oppressive Force from the Dark Wizard
Tonks wasn't going to tolerate an enemy who resorted to verbal attacks.
Adhering to the principle that a dead dark wizard is a good wizard, they launched an attack directly:
"[Fainted and collapsed to the ground!]"
"[Armor Protection]!"
With a casual wave of his wand, Piccolo deflected the red glow of the Stunning Charm.
That one move alone was enough to make Levin feel his pressure.
The Ironclad Spell is a spell that can resist a variety of spells. It can create a magical barrier to deflect spells and physical entities, thereby protecting specific people or areas.
In wizarding combat, the Ironclad Charm is considered the most basic defensive spell, and most wizards can learn it.
However, the use of the [Iron Armor Spell] is the best standard for distinguishing the strength of a wizard.
Ordinary wizard: Obey the incantation and defend head-on.
A powerful wizard: He can casually chant a spell and send his enemy flying.
A true master: needs no incantation, yet can effortlessly strike down enemies with spells.
Among these factors, there are two key elements: the speed of chanting the incantation and the ability to deflect the enemy's spell.
Any novice wizard knows that the four elements of casting a spell are: wand gesture, incantation, concentration, and intention.
The so-called wand gesture is the way to wave a magic wand.
Different spells require different wand-waving gestures when cast.
Ordinary people cannot use two spells in a row because even if you can pronounce them, the wand gestures won't be able to keep up.
The advantage of the [Ironclad Charm] enemy-launching charm is that it completely frees up the wand gesture.
Not only does it consume little mana, but it also allows you to use the [Iron Armor Charm] to defend while simultaneously casting offensive spells.
There's absolutely no need to act like a newbie, foolishly tanking the [Iron Armor Curse] like a synchronized soldier raising their shield.
You can't defend if you're going to attack, and you can't attack if you're going to defend.
Masters like Flitwick and Snape could easily cast the Iron Mantra silently, effortlessly deflecting enemy attacks as easily as picking up food with chopsticks.
The Piccolo in front of them was in the second stage, able to chant spells instantly and simply deflect enemy attacks.
Based on Levin's level classification, he is probably around LV13-LV15.
For Levin, a first-year student, and Tonks, a novice Auror, this was already considered an expert.
The fact that Piccolo can do this means that their general attacks can be withstood by the opponent.
What's the difference between this and being unable to break through the defenses?
"Damn it, [Expelliarmus]!"
"[Fainted and collapsed to the ground!]"
Tonks, refusing to believe it, launched another attack, and Levin joined in.
But Piccolo flicked the two spells to the left and right, sending them to either side.
"Weak, weak! Such a feeble spell has no effect on me!"
With a smug smile, he slowly advanced while fending off the two men's attacks.
Even before he launched an attack, he exuded an overwhelming sense of pressure.
"Damn it, none of our spells are working, Levin, quickly use your special attack, the one that defeated him before!" Tonks couldn't help but remind him.
"Okay... [Spiritual stab]!"
Levin held his breath and focused his mental energy into a needle, which he then blasted into Pico's mind once more.