"Go and find the professors! Who did it?!" Various sounds were mixed and confused, and the interns pulled out their wands and looked at all directions with caution.

The empty castle corridor was quiet, and only the rhythmic sound of the wall clock came from the depths of the room. A student waved his wand and pointed it at the painting on the wall, threatening loudly: "What have you seen? Tell me truthfully!"

"I saw nothing." The lady in the mural was fading and covered her cheeks with white gloves: "We didn't hear any sound, and I don't know who did it."

"Lie!" Ester, a cake master, waved his wand and fired flames at the mural. With the sound of an explosion, Mrs. Gui's mural was blown to pieces. Mrs. Gui hurriedly fled to other paintings to hide. He pointed at the other murals with his glowing wand, and all the people in the painting were trying to hide. "Tell me what have you seen?!"

"Shut your mouth, you are disturbing me to lift the curse!" Zhao Mai squatted down and floated his hand. The light of the natural force emitted from his palm, covering Ms. Elebera who was cursed by petrification. Relieve her petrification and restore her flesh and blood Zhao Mai gave orders to the natural force, but his magical ability cannot do such a thing.

The only thing she can do is to provide Ms. Elbera with vitality. Petrochemical does not mean death, but it is indeed a dangerous state of near death. It is obvious that Ms. Elbera was petrified on the stairs and rolled down all the way. If it weren't for the blankets on the steps, if her arms were not wrapped in round and her body in a round state, she would have broken at this time. The broken state of petrified state is equivalent to death, and because of the lack of available flesh and blood body, Zhao Mai could not even be reincarnated or resurrected her.

The natural force stopped the cracks and gradually healed. When the first professor arrived in a hurry, the statue was intact. "Oh my God! Send it to the medical room and install the petrochemical potion!" Professor Erica, who was in the divination class, trembled all over, like an epileptic seizure, but it was actually a "whim" and entered the divination state. She rolled her eyes and danced with her hands: "Disaster! Darkness comes from the Forbidden Forest, covering the castle. Death! Destruction and endless torture! Oh, a sad world!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she fell to the ground, not knowing the situation. The students lifted the two of them up and ran all the way to the infirmary, just in time to meet Professor Dumbledore who was rushing toward him.

"You are doing well, and you must keep Ellebera's health intact." He glanced at everyone, and glanced at the murals burned by the flames. He did not say anything about this, but waved his wand to extinguish the fire, and then let the two fainted patients float. "I will take them to the infirmary, and now you all go back to your room, don't run around in the castle!"

"Will she be fine?" someone asked with concern.

"Please rest assured, it will be fine, it will be fine, it will take some time." Dumbledore nodded to everyone, his eyes and tone slowly calmed down. "Now, for everyone's safety, please go back to the room?"

The tutors looked at each other and felt helpless, so they started walking back. Tolkien followed Zhao Mai, and the two walked up the stairs together, while Zhao Mai kept looking for something on the ground with his head down.

When he arrived at Tolkien's floor, Zhao Mei grabbed his friend who was about to say goodbye, pointed to the ground and said, "Look, this is the trace of the first impact."

"What?" Tolkien squatted down in the direction of Zhao Mai's fingers, staring at it wide open. There was a small area on the carpet on the steps with neat indentation. This area was about the size of a thumb, and a piece of broken stone chips about the same size as a biscuit residue could be found from the gaps between the hairs.

"The statue can only roll from top to bottom, so the place where Elebera attacked will be upwards in this area, and it will not be too far away, about the distance between her height." Zhao Mai walked up three steps and then stood still: "It's probably this place."

Tolkien looked around and Zhao Mai was standing on the spiral staircase leading to the top floor. Following the staircase, Tolkien suddenly understood what Zhao Mai meant: "From here, there is only your room, and Ms. Elebera just walked down, so she ran into the attacker head-on? So this attack was actually aimed at you?"

"Yes." Zhao Mai said: "Maybe you are there, but you have to see if there are any signs of invasion in your room first."

Tolkien frowned, turned around and walked towards his room. Zhao Mai grabbed him, "Be careful, don't be so impulsive. Let me take a look first."

He snapped his fingers, and the reserved grain ran down, followed by the heavy footsteps of Ador. "Ado, stay on it first, your footprints will destroy the scene. Little Flower, go to Tolkien's house to take a look!"

"Is Xiaohua?" Tolkien blinked: "Is Xiaohua another name for Dogian?"

"No, Xiaohua is a tree demon, like a ghost, she can be invisible to you." Zhao Mai explained a few simple words, and then saw Xiaohua's red hair and black long skirt flashing past her eyes, penetrate the door and enter Tolkien's room.

She turned around twice, then penetrated through the back of the door, gradually revealing her figure so that Tolkien could see it. "There is no creature inside, I can confirm this. But to say, your door is not locked."

"What a beautiful and cute little girl!" Tolkien exclaimed. Xiaohua covered her face and smiled, then changed her energy state and disappeared from Tolkien's sight, allowing Zhao Mai to see her. She said in a voice that only Zhao Mai could hear: "His door lock has traces of being opened by magic."

The target was Tolkien. Maybe when he was not in the room, he had a temporary intention or had a plan, so the attacker pointed his finger at Zhao Mai. Recalling the "accidents" that the cram students encountered in recent times, Zhao Mai believed that this behavior had a clear goal and would definitely not stop because of this time.

Now the attack spell has increased its power and we have started to use "Everything Petrification". What will be next? Are you going to start using black magic? It is not impossible!

If it is a face-to-face battle, Zhao Mai is not afraid of any wizard. As long as the opponent still needs to chant a spell and wave a wand to make movements, his casting speed will be subject to physical fitness. Zhao Mai, who is very comprehensive in all aspects, will be significantly stronger. Now he is worried that the opponent will attack and attack in difficult-to-know corners and directions.

"From now on the standard of the battle, start to be alert!" Zhao Mai said to his companions: "Dogian, go protect Tolkien and take care of the direction behind him, and don't let him be attacked by someone. Allow you to use firearms, do you understand?"

The maid nodded expressionlessly and dragged a large box from under Zhao Mai's bed. It contained weapons that Zhao Mai bought from American soldiers who had just arrived in Normandy. Soldiers from other countries did not sell them, including the m1903 with bayonets and m1897 shotguns with short barrels. He wanted to buy a submachine gun, but the submachine gun was not popular at this time, so he bought a German Mauser 96 with continuous shooting function.

The neural assist network was originally designed for modern battlefields. Dogian only needs to shoot according to the prompts of the battlefield system. She was originally very good at her hands and would not have any mood swings. She had unique conditions in using firearms.
Chapter completed!