The Blasting Curse was an incredibly powerful and aggressive spell. According to records, Peter Pettigrew had even used it to blow up an entire street, causing the deaths of thirteen Muggles.
So after seeing Irene use it, Adrian, who lacked aggressive spells, naturally included this spell in his alternative plans.
Until this time, worried he'd encounter danger searching for werewolves, Adrian urgently spent some experience points to master it.
This was Adrian's first time using the enhancement formula to boost the Blasting Curse. Fortunately, it worked spectacularly. Without any mishap, the power exceeded even his wildest expectations…
Though this was far inferior to the horror of Peter Pettigrew sacrificing a finger to blow up a street, it was also beyond the scope of general curses!
The only disadvantage was the magic consumption was too serious. Adrian could clearly feel the magic power in his body had been reduced by nearly half...
But the desired effect had been achieved. Under Adrian's gaze, the werewolf wizards who'd still been trying something had fallen silent.
The suddenly collapsed stone wall reminded them of the consequences of acting rashly!
They finally understood what Adrian had said just now. If the other party was hostile, there was no need to deceive? they could simply destroy them!
The old witch was speechless. The rubble falling from the sky hit her, but she didn't respond. She stared in astonishment at the young wizard standing in the center, who was at most eleven or twelve years old.
The powerful force of the curse and Adrian's immature, short figure created a strong contrast that made her unable to react for a long time.
At a certain moment, the witch even wondered if this was a powerful wizard who'd used Polyjuice Potion to disguise themselves...
Dougt was the same. He looked at the stone wall turned into ruins, then thought about the Blasting Curse he'd released before. It seemed to have blown up a small pile of rubble, right? Not even half this power. For a while, Dougt was dazed.
Noticing everyone's fearful expressions, Adrian breathed a sigh of relief internally. It was worthwhile that he'd continuously used the magic ring and enhancement runes to establish deterrence!
WOOOOOOoooo~~~
At that moment, the situation changed. Walker, who'd long since transformed into a werewolf, suddenly stood up and howled at the sky, his sharp claws scraping the dirt on the ground.
Both sides suddenly became nervous. Werewolves were irrational when transformed. They could only act on bloodthirsty instinct. No one knew what Walker would do now.
Adrian secretly panicked. The enhancement runes could only be used once within an hour, and the magic power stored in the magic circle had also been exhausted. Once discovered, they might fight again.
The werewolf wizards were even more frightened, afraid Walker would attack the small wizard who looked rather young but had terrifying spells.
Their bodies weren't as hard as a street wall, and the explosion's scope made it difficult to dodge. Such a curse would destroy them here as long as it was released a few times.
Only Dougt was steady as a mountain, his face calm. After a few days, Adrian had refreshed his understanding again and again. Suddenly, Dougt felt he might be old, just drinking tea on the sidelines would be great.
Thick white mist gradually poured from the wand. Adrian hesitated whether to release blood magic to stabilize the current situation.
Only by crushing Walker, who'd turned into a werewolf, could he continue to intimidate the group of werewolf wizards.
Just as Adrian's eyes flickered and he was about to act, the werewolf Walker suddenly twisted his body. After making a hint of attack, he fled into the distance the next second.
Though the werewolf state relied entirely on bloodthirsty instincts, precisely because of this, he was very sensitive to danger. After witnessing the street wall collapse under the curse's power and smelling danger's breath, he didn't hesitate to flee.
Adrian's tense expression relaxed a little, but his eyes widened the next second.
The werewolf who rushed to the street corner was about to rush out. At the street's exit, a middle-aged wizard in his thirties wearing shabby robes had appeared at some point.
Facing the rushing werewolf, the wizard stretched out his sturdy arms. His palm pressed the werewolf's neck accurately and slammed it against the wall.
Then the figure that suddenly appeared hammered the werewolf's head with his fists.
Walker the Werewolf let out a scream. Sharp claws scratched the opponent's body, leaving bloodstains, but the middle-aged wizard was unmoved and beat the out-of-control Werewolf Walker into submission alive.
Adrian's mouth twitched. At a glance, he could see the middle-aged wizard named Fren in front of him was the one who'd asked Dougt to heal his wounds last time...
But this was too brutal...
Adrian couldn't believe his eyes, a wizard had overpowered a rampaging werewolf with his fists!
However, the group of werewolf wizards were accustomed to this. The elderly witch leading them even found her backbone and said, "Fren, you came just in time, or Walker would have run out of control."
"What on earth is going on here? What was that explosion just now?" Fren's arms were covered with blood, with scratches on them.
But he didn't care, because the wounds had stopped bleeding in a short time. Even if left alone, they'd heal automatically after a week or so.
Fren's slightly bulging eyes looked around, especially staying for a while on the blasted rubble.
If he remembered correctly, there should have been a stone wall there before...
Surprise flashed in his eyes. Then Fren turned his attention to Adrian and Dougt, quickly recognizing their identities.
At this time, the rest of the werewolf wizards also gathered to Fren's side, reporting the situation to him.
Only then did Adrian see clearly. Excluding Fren in front of him and Walker who'd fallen unconscious on the ground, there were four wizards suspected to be werewolves, but all of them were older and in poor condition.
After thinking, Adrian said to Fren, "Your name is Fren, right? We came here seeking some help. We have no hostile intentions. That young wizard named Walker attacked us first for some reason. We just protected ourselves."
Fren didn't reply. After listening to the werewolf wizards' report, he nodded and looked at Adrian with a trace of doubt. "The stone wall over there was destroyed by you?"
"Of course," Adrian nodded.
"Amazing..." Fren said surprised words in a plain tone, making Adrian frown. He couldn't detect any irony in it. Before Adrian could think about it, Fren continued.
"Thank you for what happened last time. The dittany and wormwood were very useful... Don't you have something to discuss? Come inside."