Before, Vidal wanted to regard the woman in front of him as the best prey, but now it seems that the woman in front of him is more than just beautiful.
This woman is indeed capable of making such a big name in the Auror offices throughout France.
Of course, although Apollin gave him a headache, if it were just Apollin, it would only be considered troublesome and far from being able to compete with his true strength.
But... he looked fiercely at the man not far behind Apollin, who looked handsome but had no outstanding performance in battle.
Mr. Delacour looked calm and stared at Vidal in the distance. Apolline waved the wand, and when he waved the wand to release magic, Vidal's eyes always felt involuntarily shifting in that direction.
Apolline is like a magnet, and Vidal's sight is like iron, constantly attracted to Apolline itself, and it takes considerable effort to move his eyes away from Apolline.
And when he stared at the magic bullet, he was also lost for a moment. By the time he reacted, the magic bullet was already so close that it was difficult to defend.
With a low curse, Vidal finally understood why this woman was called difficult among dark wizards.
Of course, there are even many people among dark wizards who are fans of this woman. Vidal didn't understand it before, but now, looking at that ballet-like fighting style, and that gorgeous, deadly, and charming woman, there will be no shortage of supporters anywhere.
Even her opponents are the same. After all, her opponent is Chaos Evil himself. No matter what choice you make, there will be no surprises.
Of course, this was before Apolline got married, and after her marriage...she reportedly had more fans.
However, although Apolline's special features were difficult to deal with,... Vidal flicked the short wand in his hand, and the small white shield blocked a cloud-white ray.
This is a sleeping spell. Vidal didn't dare to try it because the sleeping spell gave him a bad feeling. It can be seen that the man who married Apolline Xander home is not as simple as the legend says.
Seeing that this attack was still fruitless, Mr. Delacour was still not in a hurry. He just walked away silently and looked for the next opportunity to attack.
If Apolline is the shining swallowtail in the front, then Mr. Delacour is the mantis in the dark.
The shining of one person will not make the other person lose his luster. In other words, it is precisely because of one person's shining that another person has the opportunity to shine.
The cooperation between these two people really complements each other. In the dark, whether it was Luke or Dumbledore, when they saw the scene in front of them, they all felt the so-called pleasure.
"Why do I feel that the French Ministry of Magic doesn't have people who can fight, but the people who can fight are not Aurors?" Luke was confused now.
Because this couple seems to have quite a fighting ability. Each of the individual strengths is remarkable.
And when combined together, one plus one is greater than two. Don't look at the two people now who seem to be evenly matched with that man.
But in fact, it's just two people seeking stability. If you don't believe it, look at the couple who are already in high spirits, and then look at Vidal who already looks a little embarrassed.
Make a judgment.
"They are indeed a very powerful couple with their own unique style in fighting." Dumbledore looked at the battle with a critical eye.
"Mrs. Delacour has integrated her Veela blood into her battles. In addition to her special magic power, her unique charm has also been perfectly utilized. I can only say that this woman is indeed quite powerful."
"But the shortcomings are also obvious..." At this point, he changed the topic and continued: "Mr. Delacour's advantages are more obvious. His individual combat effectiveness may not be strong, and it can even be said to be relatively weak."
"But obviously, he is very good at sleeping spells. I was a little surprised by his sleeping spells. He obviously has a special talent for sleeping spells." Such talents are not uncommon. Some people are particularly good at one or another. A kind of magic.
"Under the cover of Mrs. Delacour, his intimidation can reach its highest level." Luke certainly knew the shortcomings of Mrs. Delacour's Veela bloodline that he had not spoken out.
Apart from anything else, her ability will naturally be greatly reduced when facing women with normal orientation. To put it nicely, this can be said to be a powerful charm.
But that’s a bit harsh to say. This also has a bit of a seductive flavor. It is naturally impossible for you to seduce someone who is not interested in you.
Dumbledore didn't mention this shortcoming out of politeness. Even if it's out of politeness, you can't just point out the shortcomings of someone's combat mode casually.
That's not someone who is far-sighted or lofty, but someone who is stupid and bad, seeking people's lives. Dumbledore couldn't do such a thing, after all, the Delacours were their own.
If it's an enemy, that's a different matter.
"So, Luke, you are really lucky." Dumbledore said appreciatively. There was even a hint of envy in his tone.
Along the way, they did encounter a lot of things, but Luke was able to turn the danger around in almost every case, and even gained a lot of benefits from it.
Don't think that just because Gibson has some respect for Luke, that doesn't mean it's dangerous. On the contrary, even if Dumbledore didn't tell Gibson that Luke disappeared with the Philosopher's Stone powder on his body, he couldn't keep it secret for long.
And Gibson calls himself a dark wizard, which is no joke. Do you really think Gibson could only knock Luke unconscious with a hammer?
If Dumbledore wasn't here, it wouldn't be too much to frighten Luke by inflicting bloodshed on him instead of directly killing him.
It is a false proposition to expect the dark wizard to have a bottom line. And now, Gibson is already a member of the pirate ship to Luke.
It can even be regarded as a piece of meat on the chopping board. What Luke wants to cook next depends on his mood.
Of course, Dumbledore wouldn't let Luke be too harsh. And the current attack has allowed Luke to see the strength of the Delacours who passively stood on his side.
It's really like being out chopping wood and having a rabbit hit your axe. After listening to Dumbledore's words, Luke shook his head in disapproval.
"It doesn't matter to me whether you have these things or not." As soon as these words came out, both Dumbledore on one side and Louis on the other side, who had been silent and just listening like an invisible man, were stunned. For a moment.
Anyone who has done some research on Luke, or in other words, anyone who has the ability to feel that Luke is the leader of some things, knows that Luke has great intentions.
Although I don't know what he is planning. As for the reason for the judgment...let's talk about the simplest one.
If a child of a noble family is not greedy for sex, spends money like water, has no cliques, and does not compete with others. Then this person is either a waste who has been excluded from the aristocratic circle, or he has a huge conspiracy.
And Luke is obviously not a loser. He always stayed outside the existing aristocratic circles. The family with whom he has the closest ties is the Ollivander family, which has always maintained neutrality in the existing aristocratic relationship structure.
In a sense, this also illustrates my attitude.
"I don't want to get involved in your bad things for the time being. At least I won't take sides until I see clearly the riverbed under the black water." Everyone also understands Luke's subtext. If Luke is just like this, then Everyone will just think that he is cautious.
But Luke is more than that. While not in contact with everyone, he integrated a group of heirs of noble families together and promoted his own ideas.
Although the real promoter of this view is Draco Malfoy. But to those who never took their eyes off Luke, it was obvious that Draco was a target.
But being a target isn't all bad. Because the target is also a benchmark. And Lucius Malfoy is a person who can see forms clearly.
So he chose to ignore Draco's behavior for the time being. As for when he will pay attention, it depends on when his son will suffer an unbearable loss.
It was his son who came to test Luke's attitude. Of course, these are all things Luke will face later.
Speaking of which, it's right in front of you. However, all of this shows one thing, that is, Luke must have his own ideas.
So now that he says it doesn't matter if the power around him increases, it's hard not to feel weird when he says this.
Luke noticed the expressions of the two people, but he just smiled and had no intention of explaining. The Delacours, Alice and her men, Nico Flamel, Gibson... these people were not part of Luke's plan at first.
If they don't show up, Luke's plan will go ahead as is. After they appeared, Luke had to modify his plan appropriately.
The appearance of some people is not entirely a good thing for Luke. Take the Delacours as an example.
In the eyes of some people, they are Luke's tentacles extending into France, but in fact Luke really has no interest in France now.
Needless to say, Britain, even the three-thirds of an acre of Hogwarts, he has not completely settled, so talk about attacking France.
Do you really think that the French Ministry of Magic will surrender when it says it will? Having the Delacours only grates on the nerves of some of the more sensitive people.
This is not entirely good news.
"The performance has come to an end. It's very exciting, but Professor, seriously, we have to go back." Luke said seriously: "If we stay here any longer, I will be a living target." He originally wanted to keep a low profile. The tone has completely collapsed. If nothing else, things are not low-key in any way.
So Dumbledore also nodded seriously. Aside from that, he was also willing to let Luke get away from these things quickly, so as not to make himself too active in the public eye.
If Luke really wanted to leave, he couldn't stop him. It's better to respect Luke's choice.
Looking at the Delacours, who were already almost dazzling, and Vidal, who was finally hit by the cloud-white sleeping spell, Dumbledore nodded and said: "We'll leave tonight." Leave, leave This is a place of right and wrong.
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"If nothing else happens, Dumbledore and the others will leave tonight." Old Vaughn looked at the extinguished fire in the distance and said helplessly.
Chris frowned: "But your elixir..."
"Let's make do with this for now. Britain...I'll go and reason with some people. Or...it's not incomprehensible for you to come to Strange to inherit the extinct UK." Old Vaughn's words made Ke Liz was suddenly startled.
She looked at her grandfather in surprise: "But grandpa...our family motto..."
"I won't be the one who does it..." Old Vaughn leaned back on his chair and hid the upper half of his face in the shadow of the bookshelf, making his expression unclear.
Chris pursed her lips and nodded. What could she do? There is no choice at all.
Looking at the dying fire, Chris's face became more and more confused. She felt that there were many questions lingering in her mind.
What secret does Luke have? Why did he leave suddenly? Why on earth are so many people looking forward to him?
Why does almost everyone want to have anything to do with this boy? Why did grandpa pay such a high price?
Is it just because of the so-called Philosopher's Stone and the chance of eternal life? Okay, she admitted that this reason was tempting enough, but she always felt that her grandfather's admiration for Luke was a bit abnormal.
It felt like there was a secret that everyone knew, but she didn't know, not even Luke himself.
She had many questions, and she wanted to get to the bottom of each one.
"Okay, you go back first. I'll handle these things." Grandpa said familiar words in a familiar tone.
Chris hesitated for a moment. Old Vaughan cast a doubtful look.
"What's wrong?" As if awakened by this question, Chris shook her head. Then he resigned in the familiar gesture of old Vaughn.
"I'm leaving first, Grandpa." After saying that, Chris turned and left. Leave all those problems behind.
Looking at her leaving back, Old Vaughn frowned first, and then nodded. But then, he sat in the chair for a long time.
Maintain the original posture. Knowing that the moonlight moved, dispersing the shadows on his face. The compassion, sorrow, pain, and pity on his face were mixed together to form a rather complicated expression.
"I'm sorry, Chris. This is...fate."
