The wizards who had been shouting, raging, and brimming with high spirits only moments ago plummeted from the sky like hailstones.
Some desperately clutched their trembling flying brooms.
Some turned crimson all over, curled up, and screamed.
Some lost their minds and flailed their limbs like lunatics.
Pandora could not understand what trick they were playing. She merely continued maintaining the Ultimate Shield Charm on instinct, staring over there in bewilderment and confusion.
At last, one of the stronger wizards shakily raised a Shield Charm. His bloodshot eyes were wide open, and even from dozens of feet away, Pandora could see the confusion in them—and fear!
The man cried out a hoarse warning, just as the two desperate werewolf sentries had not long ago: "Enemy atta—"
Those were his final words.
As the wizard shouted his warning, Pandora caught sight of a faint ripple passing across the hemispherical dome of the Ultimate Shield Charm she had raised.
It was as though something invisible, lighter than a breeze, had brushed over the top of the barrier.
Sweeping toward the wizards!
Then, perhaps one second later—or perhaps not even that—the horrifying change on that side entered Pandora's involuntarily widened eyes.
The wizard who had shouted "enemy attack" suddenly stiffened. His facial muscles tightened, and a vivid red instantly spread across his formerly pale face.
His already bulging eyes twitched as if in spasms.
Then bright red blood flowed from his eyes, nostrils, and ears—
Pandora had conducted countless spell experiments. After meeting Vaughn in 1990, she had not only learned a great deal of Muggle knowledge but had also participated in Vaughn's human control experiments.
The instant she saw blood flowing from the wizard's facial orifices, she understood that the blood vessels in his brain had likely burst into pulp!
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