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fifty-five, london battle royale(2/2)

Next, it’s a battle royale in London.

He turned his head and showed a ferocious smile to Lucius Malfoy, who was in pain. He believed that Lucius could understand his malice.

He calmly disappeared here. Below, the wizards just rushed up. Not every wizard is good at dueling, not to mention that several of these wizards were patients a few minutes ago.

After Du Wei easily slapped away the two wizards, the werewolf mode disappeared. He knocked out a Muggle at will, stripped off his clothes, drank the polyjuice potion, then screamed and followed the equally panicked crowd.

Left the building.

After passing a few streets, Du Wei continued to look for prey with a normal expression.

The real trouble has just begun now.

Making trouble is not my thing.

The greatest skill is not getting caught after causing trouble.

His actions will certainly make some people panic and lose their fighting spirit. But at the same time, there will also be some people who want to kill him.

If anyone here poses the greatest threat to him now, Du Wei thinks it has to be Mad Eye Moody.

At least half of the people in Azkaban were thrown into Azkaban by this madman.

Oh, so does he.

He was no match for Mad Eye Moody. Du Wei knew this very well. Even if he attacked by surprise, there was no chance of winning.

Mad-Eye Moody spent most of his life on guard against someone sneaking up on him.

Du Wei's armor protection can block physical damage, but what about magic damage?

What if Moody had magic he had never seen or heard of?

But Du Wei never intended to confront these people.

They could never catch Duwei.

Because they lack Muggle thinking.

A little Muggle thinking and a little magical means can create a pot of delicious food.

With brains and magic, that's Grindelwald.
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