Harry Potter's Bastard

The waitress had already seen that this was not good and ran to call someone, and Solim was looking at the two men in front of him in a cane-holding posture.

The two Second Ancestors in front of him, Solim, really don't know how they get along, it stands to reason that people of their kind should be bullying people a lot, and there should be a lot of things like pulling out each other's wands. But the two men gave Solim the feeling that he hadn't even touched his wand a few times.

So when Wilkinson and O'Brien lifted their robes and pulled out their wands, Solim just sat there and watched, he didn't even feel the urge to pull out his wands, and Solim didn't feel the slightest threat from these two people.

Watching them pull out their wands and then point them at themselves in a position that was neither comfortable nor convenient, Solim "moved".

Yes, he didn't even pull out his wand, and he wasn't too skilled in disarming spells. Solim could actually make a move when the two of them were moving, but in order to stand in the face of the impending rupture, Solim thought it would be better for them to take out their wands and do so.

Wilkinson and O'Brien were shocked when they were without their wands, they obviously didn't expect things to turn out like this, maybe they usually had a bunch of ponies standing next to them when they bullied others, but today those ponyboys were obviously not qualified to stand next to them and wave their flags.

Just as the two of them were confused, Solim pulled out his wand and gave them a shock charm.

And then...... Something bad.

The difference of the snake wood staff was vividly reflected at this moment, Wilkinson and O'Brien flew out in a whirl, directly over the corridor and slammed into the wall, and the two who fell to the ground fainted without snorting, leaving only blood stains on the wall.

"I think ......," Sylna said hesitantly, looking over the door and at the blood stains on the walls of the hallway.

"I think so, too. Solim glanced down at the wand in his left hand, he hadn't tried to control the magic just now, but the snake staff still magnified the power of a simple impact spell so much.

With a loud noise outside the door, the doors of many rooms were pushed open. Suddenly, a bunch of people appeared in the hallway, pointing at Wilkinson and O'Brien as they lay on the ground.

"What are you going to do?" Sylna had never seen such a formation, and she was a little panicked.

"Grandpa, they'll take care of it later. Solim really didn't take this to heart, he was thinking more about the wand now, he had been familiar with the snake staff for a while, but he still couldn't grasp the details of how to use it. This time it was a shock spell against a stranger, so what would happen next time he and Draco were practicing the spell? If Solim couldn't figure out the details of how to use it, he would probably hurt them.

"The family of those two stupid people seems to be here. Sylna listened to the movement outside and reminded Solim, "But their accents are so strong that I don't understand what they're saying." "

"Oh, nothing. They just want me to pay. Solim heard it, too, but still didn't feel like he was scared. If he were alone, he might have worried about his own safety, but Elrond and Levitsis were in this building, so what else did Solim have to worry about? Anyway, a family wiped his ass, and besides, it wasn't Solim who pulled out his wand first.

For wizards, whether they actually do it or not, when you pull out your wand and point it at someone, it's already considered to be hands-on. Solim was just fighting back in self-defense, and no one could single out Solim in this regard. As long as you are not prepared to really tear your face, the party who stands first often has an advantage in the revolving.

So Solim really wasn't panicking at all - the wands of those two idiots were still in his hands.

An angry voice outside was still asking what was going on with the people around him, and Solim looked down at the two wands in his hand—one elm and one chestnut. Both are wand materials that are extremely common among pure-blood wizards. As for the core of the staff, Solim doesn't have the skills of Ollivander, and you can know it by touching it. But you can also guess the approximation: it's either a dragon's heartstring or a common rod core like a fire salamander.

The people outside sounded like they had finally figured out what was going on, and a man walked in with the poor waitress at the time.

"Is that him?" After receiving an affirmative reply from the waitress, the man turned his gaze to Solim, "You wounded my son?"

"There are two people lying outside, how do I know which one is your son?" replied the old god Solim.

"Do you know who I am?" the man's eyes narrowed, apparently he had never met a junior who dared to talk to him like that.

"I don't know, but you already know who I am. Solim was going to put away the two wands that had been captured, and that would be the evidence when the time came.

"That's ...... Mark's wand! Hand it over!"

Mark: Then this man is from the O'Brien family. Solim figured out the man's family.

"Stand there!" Solim held the ends of his wand in both hands, maintaining a posture ready to break, "this is 'proof', and I can't just give it to you." "

There was a clear flush on the man's face, and he was obviously angry.

"You Selwyn are too presumptuous!" the man slowly reached into the inner pocket of his coat, looking like he was about to pull out his wand.

"Oh, you mean I can't fight back when they attack me?

Solim stared at the man's hand, and as soon as he made the next move, Solim was ready to make a move. In the face of an adult wizard, even if the other person seemed to be concerned and kept his senses, Solim still wouldn't let him take out his wand and point it at him.

"Sharp teeth, this is not a country. I'm going to teach you a lesson, so that you know what kind of posture you should maintain when facing your elders!"

As soon as the words fell, the man quickly struck, and Solim quickly blocked the incoming Imprisonment Spell - the trajectory of the starting hand and wand was all too familiar, and this level of Imprisonment Charm even Neville could block it, so it naturally did not pose any threat to Solim.

There is no essential difference between an adult wizard's Imprisonment Charm and a Minor Wizard's Imprisonment Charm, and both are very easy to block until they are hit.

Since the other side has taken the lead, Solim is no longer polite. Even if the other party still has reservations, even if the other party is still restrained, Solim didn't want to have a friendly exchange with the other party. Solim either doesn't do it, and he won't give it a chance when he does.

"Flashing fire!"