June 3rd is the birthday of King George V of England. According to the custom, he is to celebrate his birthday and have a holiday. However, it is the war period. The king asks the people not to celebrate his birthday, but to join in praying for the frontline warriors and praying for the victory of the war. This year there is another one: I hope that the disease can stay away from the world and that the patients can recover as soon as possible.

"The real king can drive away the disease." Tolkien prayed with his wife Edith, and then prepared a sumptuous dinner. Today is more or less a festival, so they invited Valen Godmother and Logan to attend a family dinner. Although the war continued, life still had to continue.

Mrs. Valen went early and said she wanted to help Edith prepare food together. However, Logan thought that she was just shy to go with her. Although he thought there was nothing to cover up in this kind of thing, he still respected her choice. In terms of personality, Wolverine could be gentlemanly to ladies, but most of them were violent towards men. Considering that he was a landlord child born in a slave manor in the 19th century and an old man who was actually close to ninety years old, this way of behavior was not surprising.

According to Mrs. Valen's request, he had to go later and brought a bottle of wine as a gift. So Logan slept well during the day, and at dusk, he picked up a bottle of wine from Zhao Mai that had not yet been opened, and set off.

Most people on the street are in a hurry, but there are still a few people who greet Logan in a friendly manner and are still women. It is said that women can identify information through their sense of smell, and the breath that an immortal person can emit is very unique, which is also one of the reasons why he attracts the opposite sex. However, human smell cannot be compared with dogs, and dog smell is much weaker than that of wolves.

Wolverine stopped at the door of Tolkien's house, sucked his nose, and then turned his head to look across the street. Through two lanes, a man in a gray-brown windbreaker stood under a kerosene lamp on the street, looking at the newspaper in his hand in a faint light. Logan narrowed his eyes and found that the words and photos on the newspaper could move.

He looked down at the wine in his hand. It was Latuz 1913. The good wine before the war broke out. It cannot be wasted. He put the bottle on the ground, then moved his wrists and fingers, and walked straight towards the man.

"Hi, what are you doing here? Need help?"

The man looked up and was a young white man with bright brown eyes. He smiled at Logan, lowering the newspaper he was holding, but took out a magic wand from it: "Damn it!"

A strong sense of dizziness hit Logan, which reminded him of the storm he encountered when he first crossed the Atlantic Ocean. He swayed, swayed, and then the ship was destroyed and people were killed and drifted on the sea for two months. Titanic was even more miserable. He poured cold sea water in the cabin for three days before finally cutting open the door and escaping. So Logan didn't like to ride anything off the ground, and he hated the feeling of dizziness.

His eyes turned black and his body was already falling. However, his powerful self-healing ability quickly restored the tense nerves and brain, so he had already supported it with his hands before he hit the ground. He was never the one who was beaten and refused to fight back, and his posture on the ground would not affect his flexibility at all. He rushed forward with both hands and feet, and in two steps he crossed the entire street, like a wolf attacking.

"Bastard is looking for death!" Logan rushed into the air, clenched his fists with both hands, and his claws suddenly came out from his fingers. He howled and rushed towards the wizard wearing a windbreaker.

The wizard was startled and jumped backwards. He waved his wand and said, "Everything is petrified!" The green light burst out between the two, and Logan was turned into a stone statue in the air, losing his balance all at once, and hit the kerosene lamp on the side of the road with a bang.

"A werewolf with claws? How come there are still those who survived and can still come to England?" The wizard stood up straight, tidied up the collar that had just been wrinkled, shook his head and said, "Sure enough, the Ministry of Magic is all useless fools and waste!"

He stepped over the werewolf of the stone, but heard the sound of Galagala coming from his feet. A large number of cracks appeared on the surface of the stone statue, and then the broken stone chips kept shaking off. Below a layer of stone skin thick with thumb was Logan's bloody body. The petrified spell made him lose all his skin and hair, but was blocked in the muscle layer. He was equivalent to being peeled off as a whole, and the pain can be imagined!

The pain inspired the rage and even more aroused his fighting spirit. Logan exploded his stone statue, and his skin and claws were recovering quickly. He was stared at by a faceless but covered in plasma, and the windbreaker also knew that something was wrong.

It can be seen that this werewolf has not had good resistance to magic, but such powerful self-healing ability is unprecedented! The damage on the physical level can only stop him for a moment at most, but he cannot completely bring him down.

Logan, who had lost his skin, was a little slow. If it weren't for his strong self-healing ability, his internal organs would fall out, let alone shaking and standing up. The wizard frowned. He still had a mission to complete, so he could not waste time here, and he had to fight quickly.

"Avadassomim!" The wand shot out a green light, hitting Logan's heart. He rolled his eyes and fell straight to the ground, no longer moving.

"No matter how strong the body is, it's still a living creature. The damn person will die." The wizard no longer conceals his identity, took off his windbreaker that was blocking his movements and threw it on the side of the road, wearing a magic robe and holding a magic wand to Tolkien's house.

The night owl Huifeng, who was healing on the second floor, saw all this through the window and immediately made a sharp cry. The wizard raised his wand to aim at it. Huifeng flashed and jumped down the window, knocked open the door of the room, and rushed towards the front door along the stairs. Its flying posture was crooked, but its claws were sharp and its mouth was hard, and it had a brave heart to protect its owner.

"What happened?" Mrs. Valen waited for nowhere to see Logan, and she was still complaining about the man being late. She heard Huifeng's cry and thought she had seen Logan, so she pushed the door out.

What greeted her was a green light. "avadakedavra!"

She fell down and also knocked open the door. Huifeng rushed out, flapping his wings and accelerating, and his claws grabbed them. The wizard frowned, tilted his body to the side, and reached out to pull the door panel and swung it violently. Ye Xiao turned around half a circle very flexibly, put away one side of his wing, touched the door panel with his claws and kicked it. It was not knocked down by the door panel, but had to fly back half a circle before continuing to attack.

The wizard's eyes followed Ye Xiao for a half-circle. The life-seeking curse needed to fire a green beam and hit it before it could take effect. Ye Xiao was so flexible but it was difficult to aim. So he chose "Everything is petrified!".
Chapter completed!