Quirrell was a little confused.

Compared with the other side, the black cloak he wore was as simple as if he had just walked out of a ravine.

"who are you?"

"Batman."

"Nightwing."

"Robin."

"Catwoman."

Catwoman at the end, her tone was a bit reluctant.

After hearing the names of the four people, Quirrell was trembling all over.

If you want to fool people, just tell them, what are you doing with all this stuff?

"Knock them out, starting from the middle -"

He didn't have time to think about why the voice sounded fearful, and he aimed at Batman in the middle and raised the alder wand in his hand.

But the other party was one step faster.

"Heh, I don't even have a wand—"

Is it possible that someone as tall as a fourth-year student can still cast spells without a staff?

However, in the empty right hand opposite him, a small flame popped out from the palm of his hand.

Quirrell's pupils shrank instantly, and he could clearly see a small yellow peanut-shaped object shooting towards him at an extremely fast speed.

"Puff——"

He was shot in the thigh!

The big grinning face under the cloak glared ferociously towards the opposite side.

"Collapsed——"

"Quickly imprison——"

"There are many obstacles -"

Quirrell heard three curses sounded at the same time from the opposite side, and began to curse all kinds of things in his heart.

Even if you bring Muggle weapons, you still have to fight four against one.

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Chapter completed!