After the stun spell failed, Rolf did not attack again, but gently waved his wand.
"The magic eye is coming!"
He had just used magic to sweep across the corridor. Most people would choose to use defensive magic to block the attack of the wind blade.
The attacker did indeed summon a defensive silver shield, but instead of blocking it in front of him, it landed slightly farther away from him... He used this sound to attack from the east to the west, seducing Rove to attack in that direction.
Rolf was indeed fooled, and she used the killing curse unexpectedly. If the young man hadn't been reminded by his spider sense, he might have been tricked.
The most frightening thing is that when the man was clearly hit by the wind blade, he actually stood firm and didn't make any sound to prevent his position from being exposed.
Obviously, this is an attacker who has rich combat experience and is ruthless to himself...finding his location first is the top priority!
And that magic eye, which can break through invisibility cloaks and phantom spells, is the best weapon in battle!
However, Luofu never imagined that he would be attacked when attending an award ceremony, so he did not carry the magic eye with him, but put it in a box.
Fortunately, the box was in Shirley's hand, not far from here. Just a moment later, the glass eyeball was summoned by the flying spell and fell into the young man's hand.
Luofu picked up the magic eye, put it against the corner of his eye, and looked forward, but unfortunately... the corridor was empty.
The young man didn't pay attention, and continued to use his magic eyes to carefully stare at every corner of the corridor, and soon found what he was looking for.
Luofu flew forward, landed on the ground, then squatted down and looked at the dark red blood on the ground.
The witch used the silver shield to attack from east to west, but she was actually hit by the wind blade. If she hadn't been wearing the goblin armor... injuries would have been inevitable.
Luofu waved his wand, and the blood that was almost solidified by the wind blade turned into a few drops of dark red blood, slowly floating.
He conjured up another small bottle and let the blood droplets roll into it.
At this moment, there was a familiar sound of footsteps behind him. Luofu turned around and saw a slender figure with a ponytail running towards him.
"I'm fine," Rolf said.
Shirley breathed a sigh of relief. When she saw the magic eye flying out of the box, she realized something was wrong, and then she followed after the magic eye.
Margery followed closely behind. She looked at the unconscious Mrs. Karst and raised her eyebrows slightly when she saw her skirt was pulled down to her waist and she was lying disheveled on the ground.
Luofu hurriedly explained and told the matter in a concise and concise manner.
"Did you see the attacker with your magic eye?" Shirley asked with concern.
Luofu shook his head: "The opponent ran away as soon as he missed the hit."
"Think about it carefully, are you going to offend any witch?" Margaery said, squatting down and helping Mrs. Karst straighten her clothes.
Hermione went to call the Auror. If the Auror came here and saw such a beautiful scene... it would be hard to explain.
After hearing Margaery's words, Rolf really thought about it carefully... To say that he was offended, the witch he had provoked recently was Narcissa Malfoy.
Although Rolf did not do anything excessive to Narcissa, he controlled her body, and she could not help but hold a grudge.
There was also Rita Skeeter, whom Rolf had brutally raped in the bathroom of the German Ministry of Magic, but this woman would definitely not dare to commit assassination.
It's entirely possible for those saints... Well, there are quite a few wizards whom Rolf has offended.
"It could also be that he used polyjuice potion to turn into someone else and deliberately induce you." The ponytailed girl reminded.
Luo Fei nodded slightly, this was indeed a possibility.
At this time, Hermione arrived in a hurry. She also called seven or eight Aurors, who blocked the long and narrow corridor.
"What happened?"
Fudge's voice sounded from a distance, and a passage was revealed in the crowd, allowing the minister to come over.
When he saw Mrs. Karst lying on the ground, he took a breath and said, "What's going on?!"
"A wizard attacked me." Luo Fe said calmly.
"Mrs. Karst?" Fudge said in shock: "She...how is that possible?"
Mrs. Karst is a famously coquettish widow. How could she be a dark wizard?
Could it be that Mrs. Karst fell in love with Rove and wanted to go hard on his bully in the bathroom and taste this little meat... but failed?
Fudge murmured in his heart.
"No." Luof shook his head and said, "Mrs. Karst is probably under control. There is another attacker, but I couldn't see his face clearly."
The boy explained quickly, Fudge walked slowly, and then said angrily:
"Delix, how did you do the security check and how could you let the dark wizard enter the venue!"
This was the Merlin Medal Award Ceremony. On such an important occasion... a dark wizard sneaked in to carry out an attack.
And the one who was attacked was Rolf—the man who had just won two Orders of Merlin—something was really going to go wrong, and the British Ministry of Magic would really become a laughing stock.
Delis said quickly: "I will immediately send wizards to seal the gymnasium."
"Don't make a big fuss." Fudge said, "Don't leak the news. Go quickly."
Luofu was not optimistic that Delis could catch the murderer. Since the other party dared to attack, he probably prepared a magic item similar to a door key to escape.
But...can she escape?
Luofu flicked the small bottle containing the blood beads and put it in his pocket.
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On top of the tall building, the woman fell to the ground. Her legs softened and she almost fell.
The woman stretched out her fingers and gently wiped away the scarlet blood on her cheeks, then smeared the blood on her thick lips. She stuck out her tongue and licked it vigorously, showing a cold smile.
A hoarse, deep voice sounded.
"I have already said that you are no match for Scamander, so don't try to provoke him."
"Master, it's my fault..." The woman immediately knelt on the ground and said humbly: "But when I saw that boy, I couldn't help but want to kill him. It was he who caused you to suffer so much."
"Humph, there will be a chance!" The hoarse voice sneered.
The woman looked at the figure with excited and enthusiastic eyes and said:
"Of course, as long as the master can regain his strength, it doesn't take much...even if it is 50% strength, even Dumbledore will be afraid of you."
Hearing such compliments, the man laughed hoarsely, and asked again: "How did you go about the things I told you?"
"We have contacted them, Master," the woman said. "They were shocked when they saw me."
"Are those guys still reliable?" the hoarse voice asked: "I have never trusted them. Even when I returned to the UK, I never looked for them."
"Reliable!" the woman promised, licking her lips and grinning:
"Master, I know them best. We grew up together... They have weaknesses and they will be obedient."
"That's good!"
The figure came to the corner, opened a cage, and grabbed a trembling man. After a moment, the man fell to the ground, dead, with a look of horror on his face.
The tall figure burped comfortably.
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