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Chapter 157: Reputation and Strength [For self-determination, for data]

On the battlefield at this time, Amber was unaware of Edmund's actions.

He had only spoken to Edmund about thought leadership before in small talk.

But he did not expect that in this respect, Edmund's comprehension far exceeded his imagination.

But all this has nothing to do with him.

He didn't even know that during the time he was fighting, the thinking orientation of the entire magical world had undergone two huge changes.

At this time, he looked at Bailey opposite him with a puzzled expression.

This guy...why not attack?

It has to be said that, despite having a meteorite as a base, in the face of Bailey's opponent, Amber still has a 120,000-point spirit.

After all, this person is famous, a genius who can be admired by all pure-blood families. After more than 20 years of experience, his strength can be described as unfathomable.

So from the very beginning, Amber carried out a stormy attack.

In the endless spell, Amber also took the opportunity to release two thunder eagles, soaring and hovering in the air.

On the one hand, the Thunder Eagle can attack Bailey's weakness with its own consciousness.

On the other hand, the thundering giant eagle, the sharp current hissing sound from the whole body, can also suppress Bailey's possible cry for help.

All of this was an attacking strategy that Amber had already planned for a long time, but Bailey's response at this time caught him somewhat by surprise.

This guy hides in the defensive spell like a turtle and never shows his head.

This made Amber somewhat anxious.

He knew that the longer this battle dragged on, the worse it would be for him.

On the one hand, as an attacker, Cadmus must show his unparalleled strength, so as to dispel any disputes that may arise in the future.

On the other hand, Bailey has a Presbyterian background after all, and the longer it drags on, if there is any action on the Presbyterian side, Amber will be very troublesome.

Thinking like this, he looked at the three shields around him. The unmoving Bailey, Amber gritted his teeth, and suddenly waved his wand in his hand.

In an instant, the two giant thunder eagles in mid-air exploded, turning into thunder in the sky, and bombarded Bailey with their heads covered.

And Amber took this opportunity to wave his wand, and one after another, invisible sharp blades swarmed out, slashing through the air with a sharp sound, covering Bailey's position in an instant.

"Ten thousand arrows pierce the heart"! 39

When all the smoke cleared, the ground on which Bailey was standing had turned to dust.

Whether it is the bombardment of thunder and lightning, or the cutting of ten thousand arrows through the heart, they are the most destructive spells in the magic world.

In the face of such a spell, not to mention Bailey's three protective spells, but the silver light shield summoned by Dumbledore himself, whether it can be blocked or not is between the two.

Sure enough, after a loud bang, Bailey's figure appeared on Amber's left.

He was holding his left arm tightly at this time, the blood on the left arm was like a column, and his eyes were fiercely looking at Amber without saying a word.

"Pass out! 9

The spell shot from the tip of Bailey's wand, arcing in mid-air and slamming down on Amber.

Looking at this spell, a strange color flashed in Amber's eyes.

With a flick of the wand in his hand, the silver shield suddenly formed in front of him, and after the stun spell fell, it turned into silver smoke and disappeared without a trace.

Seeing that he could not hit a single blow, Bailey seemed to be hysterical, waving his wand again and again.

"Thunderbolt"

"Tongtong Petrochemical"

"Drilling the Bone"

One after another curse was shot towards Amber, and a mysterious smile appeared on the corner of Amber's mouth.

He blocked these magic spells with ease, and even when he saw Pei use the Cruciatus Curse, he cautiously let go of his defenses and experienced it for himself.

"I see. So it was.

Feeling the unexpected pain of the Crucifixion hitting him, Amber couldn't help laughing.

He now finally understood why Bailey never attacked.

In front of this well-known guy, after so many years, the magical ability has been abandoned to this point!

The Crucifixion hit Amber, and the pain was unexpectedly mild.

Not to mention that it came from Grindelwald's training, even now, the effect of Lilith using such a spell is far stronger than Bailey's.

"I thought how strong it was, and it turned out to be the level of Quirrell last year.

Reaching out and brushing the left shoulder hit by the Crucifixion, Amber's expression was unexpectedly relaxed.

At this moment, he couldn't help but want to laugh, that he would be deceived for so long by such a golden and jade-like guy.

Fame never meant strength, and at first Amber thought he was at least as strong as Snape.

The result is the level of an ordinary professor.

Such strength can indeed occupy a place in the wizarding world, but it is undoubtedly a fantasy to say that it can be worthy of his prominent reputation.

|| It seems that over the years, you have not gone far on the road of magic. "

"You...you shut up!"

Amber's plain words undoubtedly opened the most shameful scar in Bailey's heart.

After so many years in the Presbyterian Church, he is like a forgotten existence, wasted in various chores in Central Europe and cannot escape.

When he was specially recruited into the Presbyterian Church back then, he was full of high spirits and had the ambition to do something big.

Day after day, year after year. Worn out in wasted.

There is only one poor pug who works hard to manage his hypocritical reputation and only knows how to nod and bow at his superiors.

"I...I am Bailey Douglas, the pride of Hogwarts, the pride of the Douglas family!35

"You...you dare to slander me, is this slander?

"I'm going to kill you, kill you!!"

Seeing Bailey, who was as strong as a mad dog shooting one after another spell at him in vain (Wang Qian's), Amber shook his head regretfully.

This person is addicted to the fantasy that he has constructed, and he can't extricate himself.

There is only one thing that can be done now.

"Thunder Soars!"

Ignoring the curses shot at him, the silver-white thunder eagle flashed again.

The giant thunder eagle spread its wings in mid-air, swooped down instantly, and pecked at Bailey's head fiercely.

However, at this moment, the magic tide in the air fluctuated, and the giant thunder and lightning bird shot by Amber whined and dissipated out of thin air in the middle of the sky.

At the same time, another group of people appeared in front of Bailey.

It is a group of people dressed in strange, special belts.

Seeing these people, Amber's pupils shrank.

He recognized the sashes on these men's chests, a special institution.

This institution is directly under the jurisdiction of the Presbyterian Church.