Chapter 190 Unlimited Right of Defense

The tip of Mike's staff flashed with fire, and a fingernail-sized fireball with a faint red light shot out and hit the leading centaur directly.

The fireball did not explode after hitting the centaur captain, but penetrated directly into his body.

Then a terrifying scene happened.

The centaur captain scratched his body desperately as if he had been tortured by something outrageous, and at the same time, he opened his mouth and let out a series of miserable howls.

From his open mouth, there was a faint flame.

As time passed, the flame became brighter and brighter. In just a few breaths, the centaur captain's seven orifices began to emit that strange flame.

Finally, the flames penetrated his body, and the centaur captain began to self-ignite, and his whole body turned into a burning torch.

This burning from the inside out obviously brought unimaginable pain to the centaur captain. He fell to the ground with a howl and rolled hard, trying to extinguish the flames on his body in this way.

However, it was in vain. The source of the flames was inside his body, and he was already doomed from the moment the flames penetrated his body. His internal organs had long been burned. The fact that he still had the strength to roll on the ground was entirely due to the centaur's strong vitality. If it were an ordinary person, the flames would not have had time to penetrate his body and he would have been burned to death.

But this advantage of strong vitality became his nightmare at this moment, causing him to endure this inhuman torture for a while longer.

Finally, under the horrified eyes of the surrounding centaurs, the centaur captain who was bathed in fire finally stopped moving.

The centaur captain's original bronze skin, which was as exquisite as that of an ancient Greek gladiator, had now turned into charcoal. His hands were protected in front of him like a boxer, which was a common posture for people who were burned to death.

Unlike those centaurs, Mike's face, which was originally a little nervous, was now relaxed.

He now had less than 30% of his magic power left. Facing dozens of strong centaurs holding strong bows, it was obviously not possible to use magic as he did before. So Mike tried a new variant of the fire spell he had learned from "The Master of Fire": Bone Magic Flame.

The word "magic" was added to the name of the Bone Magic Flame, which made Mike think it was black magic when he first saw it, but in fact it had nothing to do with black magic.

The reason why it was given such an evil name was because the spell was so vicious.

Just like its name, the Bone Magic Flame would directly enter the human body and attach to the bones to burn, which would bring unimaginable pain to the enemy.

Because this spell was so cruel and its power was so small that it could not break through the protection of armor, few people used this spell now, and even if they did, they would use it for killing and torture.

But other than that, it is almost a perfect spell. It is fast to cast, consumes little energy, and kills instantly. It is the best choice for Mike in the current situation.

Back to the Forbidden Forest, the death of the centaur captain obviously stimulated the centaurs, but the strange thing is that although they were frightened and retreated together, no one turned around and ran away. Just when Mike was feeling strange, a loud voice rang out from the centaur team.

"Warriors! Kill that evil human pony to avenge Lu Benwei!"

"Kill him! The hypocritical old man with a white beard in the castle will not do anything to us. We are the weaker party!"

"That's right! Kill him! This is the compensation they should give us. Why do they own the world while we can only squeeze into such a small forest!"

Influenced by this voice, the centaurs who originally had some fear on their faces reacted together and glared at Mike with their bloodshot eyes.

And Mike didn't waste time talking to them. One by one, the "Bone Attachment Magic Flame" shot out, and in an instant, the centaurs standing in the front row were slaughtered.

However, blood and death did not make the remaining centaurs retreat. On the contrary, stimulated by the death of their companions, they seemed to be in a frenzy and raised their spears in their hands to launch a suicidal charge towards Mike.

Mike shook his head with a sneer on his face. It was really stupid to charge with a spear instead of a bow and arrow. He tapped

his magic wand repeatedly, and the bone-attached magic flame flew towards the rushing centaurs like a will-o'-the-wisp. With the help of the barricades formed by the ground spikes, the centaurs were completely wiped out before they rushed to Mike.

Looking at the centaurs who were struggling and rolling on the ground after being hit by the bone-attached magic flame, Mike withdrew his eyes expressionlessly and took out his knife to continue collecting the venom of the eight-eyed giant spider.

But at this moment, Mike's peripheral vision caught a centaur at the edge of the dense forest, looking at the hellish scene in the open space in horror.

Perhaps knowing that he had been discovered by Mike, the centaur turned around and ran away.

However, it was too late. Pappy, the raven who had been watching the battle on Mike's shoulder, might have been itching to do something, or perhaps wanted to prove his strength to Mike. He flapped his wings lightly and turned into a ball of black mist. He caught up with the centaur at an extremely unscientific speed and went straight into its body. The

running centaur suddenly stiffened and fell to the ground. He was thrown several meters away by inertia, but then he got up in an extremely twisted and stiff posture and slowly walked to Mike's side.

"Human, see, this is my power!"

Mike curled his lips helplessly, raised his wand and aimed at the centaur's head to cast a spell.

However, at this moment, a familiar voice came over.

"Stop! What are you going to do to Firenze!"

Listening to Hagrid's somewhat anxious voice, Mike was slightly surprised. He didn't expect that the ordinary-looking centaur in front of him was the Firenze who became the professor of the Hogwarts prophecy class in the original book.

But, so what? If you tell me to stop, I will stop. Wouldn't that make me lose face?

"Break into pieces."

As Mike chanted the spell calmly, a white light flashed, and Firenze's head exploded. Red blood mixed with milky white unknown liquid splashed towards Mike, but was caught by the translucent shield surrounding Mike, and finally could only slide down the shield powerlessly.

"What have you done!" Hagrid pulled his hair in pain, tears pouring out of his small eyes, "You actually killed Firenze!"

Hagrid's huge body struggled to get out of the dense jungle and came to the open space where Mike was, but everything in front of him froze him in place.

"Merlin, you devil." Hagrid murmured, "You not only killed Firenze, but also killed so many centaurs, and Aragog's family. You even killed Percy!?"

Hagrid's body shook violently, as if he had recovered from the shock. The originally sad expression on his face instantly became extremely ferocious. He rushed to Mike and grabbed Mike's collar and lifted him up.

"You devil! You should go to hell!"

Mike looked at Hagrid, who was nearly 3 meters taller than him, with disgust. The blue light of the magic wand in his hand flashed, and a shock wave was emitted from Mike, which directly shocked Hagrid away.

"Hagrid, Percy is not dead yet. As for these centaurs and eight-eyed giant spiders, they have their own fault." Mike straightened his collar which was a little messy because of Hegra and said, "Who is Aragog you are talking about?"

"It's the centaurs! You idiot! Don't use discriminatory words like centaurs to call them!" Hagrid stood up and roared, pulled out the umbrella he carried with him and pointed it at Mike, "My poor Aragog, I want revenge for him!"

Mike raised his wand expressionlessly and pointed it at Hagrid. He knew that Hagrid's wand was hidden in the umbrella. As long as Hagrid made a move to chant a spell, he would be ready to attack him.

"Stop, what are you doing?"

Dumbledore's somewhat stern voice came. Hagrid hurriedly put away his umbrella and explained: "Headmaster Dumbledore, he is a demon! He killed the centaurs and Aragog's family, and even Percy!" Dumbledore

slowly walked to the open space, followed by Professor McGonagall and other professors, who were attracted by the sound of fighting in the Forbidden Forest.

"What's going on, Mike?" Dumbledore frowned and asked as he looked at the empty space in front of him with corpses everywhere.

"Professor Dumbledore, Percy just led me to the Forbidden Forest, and then controlled the Acromantula and the Centaur to attack me." Mike replied, "After a hard fight, I defeated Percy who was controlled by the Horcrux and destroyed the Horcrux. Don't worry, Percy is fine, he just fainted."

"You call this fine?" Professor McGonagall walked quickly to Percy and checked his injuries and said, "Percy broke an arm and lost too much blood. He will die soon. I will send him to Pomfret first."

After that, Professor McGonagall used the levitation spell to lift Percy and flew towards the castle.

Watching Professor McGonagall hurriedly leave, Dumbledore passed the corpses of many Acromantulas and Centaurs and came to the destroyed diary.

Ignoring the blood stains on the diary, Dumbledore picked up the diary and looked at it carefully.

"Dumbledore, he killed Aragog and Firenze, we must punish him!"

Hagrid's shrill cry echoed in the open space. Dumbledore, whose train of thought was interrupted, frowned and asked helplessly: "Mike, what's the matter with these centaurs and eight-eyed giant spiders?"

"I've already told the headmaster, they attacked me first, I was just defending myself."

"You're lying! You killed the defenseless Firenze in front of me!" Hagrid shouted and danced with joy. If Dumbledore hadn't been there, he would have pounced on Mike and beat him. "And Aragog, that kid would never attack humans at all, why did you kill him?"

Mike showed impatience on his face. To be honest, he was a little fed up with this brainless big guy.

Hagrid is a kind-hearted animal lover, but he is a retard with distorted values. Even magical animal lovers would not have much affection for ugly and aggressive creatures like the Acromanthus. However, Hagrid not only raised an Acromanthus named Aragog, but also found him a wife and let them breed freely in the Forbidden Forest, causing the Acromanthus to become a disaster.

You know, the Forbidden Forest is close to Hogwarts Castle. What if the Acromanthus accidentally hurt the students in Hogwarts?

"I'm just exercising my rights, Hagrid! According to Article 20, Paragraph 3 of the Supreme Law of Wizards, when a wizard is attacked by a magical creature or feels that his life is threatened by a magical creature, he has the right to conduct unlimited defense. Do you understand what the term unlimited right of defense means?" Mike said coldly, "In addition, I don't know who Aragog you are talking about, but what I want to ask is, why does an evil creature like the eight-eyed giant spider appear in the Forbidden Forest? You are really derelict in your duty as a gamekeeper!"

Hagrid was speechless by what Mike said. He was so embarrassed that his face turned red and he hesitated for a long time. Finally, he shouted and rushed towards Mike.

Hagrid is a "little giant" with a height of nearly five meters. To be honest, when such a behemoth rushes towards you, it is still quite impactful, but Mike looked at Hagrid with a calm expression. He didn't believe that Dumbledore would let Hagrid attack him in front of him.

Sure enough, Dumbledore waved his left hand lightly, and Hagrid, who was charging, froze in place.

"Mike is right. He did have unlimited defense rights under the circumstances." Dumbledore sighed and said, "As for these eight-eyed giant spiders, it was indeed our fault. Don't worry, Mike, we will definitely give you a satisfactory answer."

Dumbledore paused here, his eyes stayed on Mike's chest for a moment before continuing, "Mr. Townley, I think you'd better go to Pomfret first, because it looks like you're seriously injured." Mike

then remembered that his chest injury had not healed yet, and quickly unbuttoned his shirt, only to find that the thick bandage tied on his chest had already been stained with blood, and even a lot of blood was stained on the black special combat uniform, but Mike had never noticed it because the combat uniform was also black.

Mike nodded, and walked towards Hogwarts Castle with the help of Professor Flitwick and others.

At this moment, Dumbledore, who was still studying the Horcrux diary, said without looking back: "Oh, by the way, Mike, please come to my office after you recover from your injuries. I need to ask you some more about what happened tonight. The password is vanilla ice cream."

Mike turned his head to look at Dumbledore who had his back to him and Hagrid who was petrified on the spot, and whispered a word before continuing to move forward.

To answer the question of the book friend who said "Ah~ Stop", although I update once a day, my chapter is 4,000 words, so I can't keep the daily 8,000 words and update twice.

After all, I am not a full-time author. I usually have a job to do, and the time for coding is limited.

But I promise to work hard to save manuscripts, and I will start to update when I have saved 50,000 words. Slanting smile gif.