If the wizards coming and going can take a look at this alley, they can't help but smile - what beautiful children are chatting and laughing, and there is also a very beautiful beauty. Although it doesn't look close, who is the beauty? I don't want to take another look.
But if a good person takes a closer look, or gets closer, they will find that there is a person who is tied up tightly, with cold air all over his body that can freeze people's fingertips red. His robe and cloak are wide open, and they are all over the ground. However, his nose was red, his face was pale and blue, and his eyes were covered, making him look like a poor man who had been robbed.
Harry stared at this person while murmuring relevant records on his phone. Wanda's hand lightly rested on the wizard's shoulder, as if intimate, but everyone knew that as long as the wizard made any movement, she would She can immediately release the destructive red energy, which is her symbol and weapon.
As for Draco, he searched every detail of the wizard there, from his hat to the soles of his shoes. Harry always felt that his excitement, movements, and searching hands made him look like a robbery. He was a proficient blackmailer, because Draco showed that kind of smile that could never be called a kind smile while searching, and he cunningly searched one item after another. He was extremely skilled: "The wand - it's useless; the magic rope? Lost it?" Lost it; oh, there is invisibility powder in the pocket that can eliminate odors. This half bottle is worth fifty gold galleons; let's see, the pocket of the cloak, what book is this, the Codex of Dark Arts? Diamonds for women Brooch? In a gift box? I understand, this brooch is a limited edition sold in France, just check the number and you're done, how dare you bring something like this out?" Draco said with disgust.
He circled around the wizard and found a long chain made of gold six-pointed stars from the inside of his cloak, a bag of hypnotic powder, and a bag of gold Galleons and several coins from the pocket of his robe. Coppernut, the strange thing is that after completing the circle, Draco took out a small flute and a few opened pieces of candy from the wizard's sleeve. After Draco kicked off the pair of shoes, he swiped the saber he bought at the mall with him and found a small dagger.
As for the necklaces, rings, cufflinks and other accessories on the wizard's body, don't expect him to put them back properly. Except for the fact that the cuffs had no crest and were thrown away by him, Master Malfoy was looking for the other items by the light of his mobile phone. Here's a clue - the older the wizards are, the more they like to mark items, whether they are going out for a dinner or meeting a lover.
"Nothing is hidden from my eyes." Draco said proudly, while Nina held up her little skirt and looked left and right at the things on the ground. She wanted to touch those beautiful accessories, but Draco slapped her away. , the reason is that there may be some spell on it, specifically for children.
"Yes, that's right. Nothing can be hidden from your eyes. You are so powerful..."
But friend, why are you so skilled!
The corner of Harry's mouth twitched, and at the same time he agreed, he was deeply suspicious - could it be that Draco was blackmailing his classmates in Hogwarts, where he couldn't see them? Otherwise, why would he have "quick hands and feet, long-distance vision, and meticulous observation" during the body search and look extremely skilled?
But Draco is not short of money either? If he takes blackmail as a hobby, what is he trying to do? The sense of accomplishment from robbery and extortion? Harry thought in confusion.
The naive Harry didn't know - when it comes to reasonably searching (or looting) other people's property, ordinary people are always so enthusiastic, especially in bureaucracies and aristocratic systems. For example, Mr. Weasley searched for illegal items some time ago, although it was tiring The pain was unspeakable, but when searching those pure-blood nobles with tall chins who looked down on him with their eyes and words...well, he might not be completely unhappy.
Wanda pointed casually, and the book with a special texture under the street lights at night came into her hands. As soon as she got it, she showed an expression of disgust that made her want to vomit, and then looked at the man tied to the ground with burning eyes. The wizard who searched his body made the latter uncontrollably tremble with coldness all over.
"This is dyed human skin." She rubbed the surface with her hands, from the heavy gold corners to the strange texture of the cover, and then uttered a sentence that made the two boys' hair stand on end. The girl's ears were covered by her brother, and she also The word "good" doesn't appear often in class or on TV, and she doesn't fully understand this new word.
"I said it looks familiar," Draco picked up the six-pointed star necklace, "I have seen this style from gypsy witches - wizards generally use this style of chain to pray for the devil to come."
What more can be said? If at the beginning, Harry thought that this person on the ground might be an ordinary trafficker, but what else could the wizard with the human skin book be besides a dark wizard? And the 'blonde plan' they created using the magic hat in the merchandise store really worked, which shows that Wanda really touched the right spot.
Harry tore off the tape on the wizard's mouth and said calmly: "If you lie, I will know - before you answer the question, you have to think about your answer clearly, sir."
Before the pale-skinned wizard could say 'yes' or 'no', Harry began to ask: "How many children have you captured in total? How are they doing?"
"——And, how many children are still alive?" Wanda asked softly in the wizard's ear. She lowered her head and leaned over, and the hanging brown curly hair gently brushed the side of the wizard's cheek. Unfortunately, the latter could only smell the smell of danger.
The wizard swallowed, and his lips, which were purple from the cold, trembled and opened. His face was ugly, his voice was hoarse, his eyes were cloudy, and he was uttering words completely instinctively.
"Thirty-one were caught, all alive...one was inappropriate and sold to Germany...ten were sold to Northern Europe..." Harry breathed a sigh of relief when he heard 'all alive'. Although I don't count on the dark wizard's conscience, fortunately, those thirty-one children are all alive, so no matter what the reason for their survival, it's still too late.
But when he heard 'sold to Germany', he was shocked and started to roll up his sleeves and wanted to give this guy on the ground a try - could it be said that the dark wizard also has a side business of human trafficking? !
"...Maybe there is only one missing." Wanda said softly. The wizard trembled on the ground, his head almost hanging into his chest.
"...I don't want to spoil your mood, but don't get too happy too soon." Draco saw Harry's relieved look and didn't want to hit him, but he thought more about this than Harry did. He quickly whispered in Harry's ear He said this softly, and then pointed his wand at the wizard's chin. The pride and joy in the search just now disappeared, leaving only seriousness, "What are you arresting those children for? They are all pure blood." !explain!"
Harry didn't understand it at first, but after seeing Wanda's terrifying expression, he understood what he meant - 'alive' probably just meant literally. What does 'alive' mean? As long as he's not dead. As for the rest? Be a guinea pig? Regular bloodletting? Use black magic to torture children's minds and grind their souls? Maybe even worse.
But just after asking this question, the wizard shook his head, as if he had finally escaped from the severe cold in the ice cage, found himself, gritted his teeth tightly, and only said: "You don't need to know-" —It’s all about experiencing the great magic.”
Harry could clearly see that Wanda couldn't help but roll her eyes like "go to hell", her expression looked very much like Peter's.
Then even when Draco put the tip of the wand against his throat, he stopped talking. This attitude angered Draco, who kicked him down angrily and slapped Harry hard: "——You ignorant idiot! Come on, come on!"
"What are you doing? This isn't a Quidditch pitch!" Harry replied subconsciously, stepped forward and squatted in front of the wizard, and then began to perform his family's unique skill without hesitation. He pressed two fingers against On the temples, the intrusion into the mind, soul, and memory began, "I am really sorry to do this to you...but you have to know that this is all because you refused to provide information. I hope it is best for us to reach a consensus." ,gentlemen."
He said it very politely, but he activated his ability without any hesitation or hesitation: Although private invasion is not human rights, but! but! Harry felt that this was not the right time to talk about human rights.
At such moments, racing against time is the most important thing.
But the wizard didn't think this courtesy was valuable, nor did he think this kind of thing could reach a consensus. In his opinion, the child's expression undoubtedly meant that he wanted to smile and recite the Avada Kedavra into his chest, or use the Cruciatus Curse. ...Compared to the spell, that kind of politeness and smile are the most terrifying thing. No, rather, it was the unknown that he couldn't figure out and guessed that was the scariest thing.
But he won’t have to be afraid soon——
The moment Harry activated his ability, his consciousness fell into the depths of his mind like a kite with its string broken.
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Black robes, black robes, seemingly endless black robes. When the wizard walked in with a blond boy he just discovered today, he passed by a man in black robe. Although he himself was also a man in black robe, he was born in a pure-blood family in Germany and loved luxury and debauchery. His son's life, so even though he works for others based on his own beliefs, he is still a little tired of aesthetics.
But everything is for their great cause.
The wizard hurried through the woods and entered a basement made of underground caves. It was dark but not damp here, and there were torches on the walls. Several of his accomplices in black robes passed by him, and he walked into a corridor full of doors, knocked on one of them, and found another faceless black man. With the help of his robe, he threw the newly captured boy into a cage that was less than the height of an adult's waist, locked it, and then threw it into the room. Then he grabbed the parchment on the only table in the room and used his wand to He took out a quill and wrote on it to record, including the boy's height, appearance, age, health, etc. He also numbered him and recorded the number of the cage instead of writing his name. This recording method It's like recording a pig waiting to be slaughtered.
"This one looks a little thin. Are you sure he meets our standards? Is his heart pure, and is he a pureblood?" The person in black robe who registered with him was a woman. Although she couldn't see her face, she could hear her voice. It was a female voice with a slight accent, "Our sacrifice must be a flawless pure-blood child. The girl we brought last time did not meet the standards at all. Have you confirmed it this time?"
"Of course I do," the wizard replied dissatisfied. "My Legilimency is perfect, and my disguise is also perfect. Last time it was a complete accident... How many more do we have to go?"
"Two," the witch said, "it is better to have a smaller or older child. The baby is pure and flawless, and the boy has enough blood and magic power to supplement the former."
"This is our limit! The older children have all enrolled in school, and their wands have been registered by default. Do you want to be visited by the Ministry of Magic and the school?" the wizard growled, "What's more, we only want pure blood. ! Who knows if those students wearing wizard robes are dirty and ungrateful Mudbloods with impure magic and souls..." He muttered, "If I didn't need funds, I would burn those Mudbloods on the spot... ...Waste of my time and energy...Who is so blind as to find the mudblood here? If I knew, I would definitely give them a hard time."
The witch was immediately convinced by this statement.
"They just wanted to complete the mission, so they took away the little Mudbloods who had experienced magic riots to make up their numbers." The witch said scornfully, "It's so easy to tell whether it's a Mudblood or not. I really don't know what they were thinking, pretending to be an orthodox wizard. How can a mudblood and a pure-blooded child who have received magical gifts they shouldn't have be the same? Even if you teach them for a few hours, it will be exposed in just a few words."
She couldn't help playing with her curls as she said this, which made her face peek out from the cloak. However, she wore a mask, and her whole body was extremely tight. Her curly hair alone could not reveal her identity, but the extra six-pointed star brooch on her chest was enough to make other black robes passing by bow to her.
——While looking at this memory, Harry discovered that this six-pointed star brooch had a base made of silver, with a very familiar little snake hovering above it, its emerald eyes shining with expensive light.
harry:…………
Even Harry, a good tutor and well-educated person, couldn't help but curse at this moment.
Merlin's wand, this snake looks so damn familiar! ! !
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"We have to take care of this matter," Harry said to Draco immediately after breaking free from other people's memories, and he also had a point, maybe reading too much information at once, "and we have to take care of it immediately. "
"It's like we're going to give the clues to the Aurors," Draco sneered, "and then let them ask you where you got the clues, and what you get is Legilimency - okay, then you can do it Azkaban summer camp.”
"Don't use random words. This matter is really serious," Harry said seriously and quickly. "If you don't handle it well, I'm afraid your college will have to look down upon you again when the semester begins - although I think discrimination in colleges is already very problematic. .”
"What do you mean?" Wanda put down the phone, picked up Nina who was eating sweets while waiting, and patted her back to tell her not to look here.
"Salazar will be so angry." Harry felt like he wanted to cry but also seemed to be laughing, because after learning this kind of details, he couldn't tell whether Salazar was 'famous' or 'notorious'——
——In terms of emotions and reasons, Salazar was a stern but respectable half-mentor to him. Even if there was only one portrait left, Harry couldn't let his reputation be ruined over and over again. Drag it to the level of horror movies and crime prefixes, and that's salazar, salazar!
He was so arrogant that he didn't even bother to explain, and he didn't leave a letter for anyone to understand. So how can this reputation be clarified? Harry has experienced that feeling. The reputation will only get bigger and bigger, and spread more and more widely, whether it is good or bad. Nothing to do.
"To put it simply," Harry stepped on the wizard. At this time, he began to break out in a cold sweat. Now he knew how risky their plan was, if Nina was snatched away (even if it was almost impossible) , then this mudblood man would burn his cutest little sister alive, "Well, let's put it this way, he comes from a dark wizard group, and they have a great need for children from pure-blood families because they attempt to sacrifice A great wizard, in order to summon his soul and gain some enlightenment, and they also plan - I really don't know what they think - they also plan to cleanse this world full of Muggle-born wizards."
After saying this, Wanda didn't have much reaction, but Draco's expression was weirdly distorted.
"Don't tell me they tried to summon..." Draco pointed his trembling hand at himself, "That's why you said..."
"Yes." After tying the man up and floating him up, Harry said stiffly, "They worship those bloodists extremely, and the 'idol' they worship most is the founder of Slytherin - Salazar Slytherin."
Draco: "………………!"
Wanda hugged Nina and started laughing quietly. This made both boys look at her.
"It's nothing, I'm just thinking," Wanda patted the girl's back, glanced at the wizard on the ground, then looked at Harry, and said softly, "From this point of view, humans and wizards are basically the same creature - You have to know, Harry, there are always some people whose lifelong hobby is to eliminate dissidents, even if they are all wizards or humans, they just like this boring and troublesome thing."
"Let's go," Wanda said, "since you said we need to hurry - let's send Nina back first, and then pull a team out. I guess someone's bones are going to be rusty."
"A team?" Draco said, "Where's the team?"
"X-Men," Harry said, "from my dad's school, um, add 0 - X-Men, version 0."
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"Hey, Professor, I heard there's candy to give out today - but why aren't they back yet?"
Scott was squeezed on the sofa. As one of the candy porters, he was called to x□□ier's house for dinner. Once he was not in a tense situation, he was no different from a problem student, such as sitting in a messy posture and acting cool. His clothes and red quartz glasses allowed him to carry out his cool style to the end, but Jean obviously had objections to his leather jacket, and she kept moving aside.
"Be serious," Alex joked, making trouble with his younger brother. "Don't complain, Scott! Otherwise, you won't get the candy. You are all part of the X-Men. You must be dignified and set an example."
"What does a wizard's street look like?"
The question was Ororo, a young girl with the ability to control the weather, nicknamed Storm. She has chocolate-colored skin, but has contrasting short silver-white hair. Although she was originally one of Tianqi's subordinates, she was not a bad-hearted girl originally, and she also quietly helped r□□ in that battle. en (later they found out that this girl had worshiped r□□en for many years), and had also secretly rescued other ordinary people who were abused by mutants under Apocalypse. After Charles talked to her cordially several times, she became a member of the academy and a member of X-Men 0.
This was her first time as a guest at the professor's house. She was a little reserved at first under Eric's cold face, but when Eric left the living room, her cheerful personality made her immediately start chatting lively with the others, Sean This big mouth also told her many interesting things, including the fact that Harry received the admission notice from wizard school.
"Now that I think about it, it's just like that. Every store is small, crowded with people buying things, and there are many kinds of toys." Scott said, "It's just one street, crowded with people, all wearing robes and holding small sticks. "
"But it's very magical. It's real magic. It's not a phenomenon that technology can analyze. Many of them don't follow laws," Jean said. "That's very...magic." She happily described it this way, with a smile that all the girls liked. I understand the yearning.
"Wizard stuff is all fun. Look at that ball. There's a crystal ball from the castle. It was given to her by Harry's friend," Li Qianhuan said. "There are also living portraits, jumping chocolate frogs, and hundreds of flavors of beans. And biting books.”
Ororo nodded, and just about to express his opinion, Peter rushed down from upstairs, and then rushed from the door to the living room, switching legs and stamping his feet in excitement.
"Hey, listen, our X-Men finally have their first big mission - the location is in the UK. The mission is to crack down on the dark wizard gang that abducts children and conducts illegal experiments. Let's go now. Raise your hands if Charles says you want to go! "
The living room fell into silence for a moment, but after a while, a forest of hands suddenly rose up.
