"Is this what you felt was wrong during your initial investigation?"
A woman with white hair but a very young appearance looked at a small villa in front of her and asked doubtfully.
Next to her, an ordinary-looking young man nodded and said, "Yes, this is it. According to what I observed, this seems to be where the students are hiding."
After hearing this, the white-haired woman was silent for a long time, and then said with some confusion: "I don't understand why a group of students have become a thorn in your side and a thorn in your flesh."
"At the end of the day, they're just a bunch of kids."
A group of little wizards, she really couldn't figure out why they should pay so much attention to them. After all, the little wizards only have so much strength. Even if a young wizard in a school breaks out in riot, it only needs a team of Aurors to suppress it easily.
After all, the only young wizards who are truly capable of fighting are those in fifth grade and above.
The little wizards from first to fourth grade can only be described as a burden in every aspect. The little wizard at this age is in a real ivory tower and has not been beaten by the cruel wizard society.
After taking their first major exam in fifth grade, many students will understand why their professors are so strict with them and regret it many times in the future.
Some of them are able to work their way up in sixth and seventh grade and eventually find a good job. And more people continue to sink.
Of course, there are too few people in the wizarding world. They don't have to worry about work at all, but good jobs are always limited.
The little wizards who were not severely beaten could not be said to be staunch warriors. The harm that can be caused is always limited.
Instead of staring at the place where danger may occur, they come here to stare at a group of students... This is not reasonable at all.
"This is also Lord Bell's order. Do you still want to doubt Lord Bell's arrangement?"
The young man glanced at the woman and said angrily.
The woman sneered and said: "Of course I dare not doubt Lord Bell's order, otherwise I would not stand with you now."
"I just don't know what our purpose is? The previous support of the guy named Jacob was an order from Lord Orson. But the Tripcard family has verified it for us. This behavior is very unreliable. What's more, , we established, and Tripcard wanted to destroy. Now someone else wants to build, and we go to destroy again. So what is the difference between us and Tripcard?"
The woman had a cold face and said in a low voice: "I joined the Saints to make Trip Card pay the price, not to become Trip Card."
The young man did not speak, but remained silent for a long time. After knowing for a long time, he said seriously: "This behavior must be meaningful. Even if I don't know what the meaning is, it's not important, isn't it?"
He calmly asked, "Can everything we do be right or wrong?"
The woman was silent, so she sat next to the young man and stopped talking.
A choice they never had from the start. Since this was an order from Lord Bell, there was no possibility for them to refuse.
After all...it's all for the greater good.
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"Let them stay there because if possible, they can help Orson and the others complete their annihilation."
He has short black hair, and his eyes are light blue, even a little white.
"Some things have to happen, but the time when they happen must be within our control. Earlier or later, we may fall into passivity. What's more, this time, there are obviously other people behind the other party."
Bell looked at the situation in the distance while explaining to the men beside him.
The subordinate nodded in realization, and then said: "So, boss, when are we going to grab things?"
Bell couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
He knew that this bastard didn't listen to a word of what he just said.
"Don't be anxious. I can feel that in addition to the Skye family on the surface and the powerful organization that has just emerged recently, there are other forces staring at this place, but I don't know what the other party's thoughts are. What."
"If, like us, you are here to grab results, then I have to think carefully about how to deal with it. After all, in this case, the one who jumps out first will fall into passivity."
Bell patiently explained, but all he got in return was some confused head scratching from his men.
"Anyway, it's not possible now, right?"
Bell looked at him, took a deep breath, and said, "Shut your mouth and just listen to my orders."
"Oh, okay, boss, I wish you had said so earlier!"
The subordinate laughed happily, obviously very satisfied with this answer. Bell only felt his temples bulging.
Why is his subordinate such a disconnected guy?
In fact, there were some wizards behind the two of them, but when the two of them were talking, the wizards behind them didn't even dare to interrupt when the two of them were talking. After all, in their opinion, the gap between the two people in front of them and them was really too big.
Bell looked at the group of people waiting anxiously not far away, and then looked at the cave over there.
At this time, what came out of the cave was no longer the extremely fluctuating vitality. But there is an extremely strong will to die.
Exploring one's senses from a distance, the moment the senses come into contact with the death intention, it is like facing an Avada Kedavra directly, giving people a feeling that the soul is out of the body and death is imminent.
Bell didn't step forward to fight for a long time, but it was also because of this reason...it was too scary. This aura made it impossible for him to even think about getting close.
Even though his heart was filled with the glory of Lord Grindelwald, he felt that he was already mentally prepared to sacrifice himself for the greater good. But when he really felt the peaceful but lonely intention of death, he still shamefully gave up.
There is no shame in retreating in the face of death. After all, it was just retreat, not betrayal. Not everyone has the courage to die bravely, and it is not inferior to retreat when faced with difficulties.
Bell is actually very curious now, what happened in the cave? Can the kid named Luke really survive?
Under such a package of death, can that kid still stand up?
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"Hey! Don't sit down! Stand up!"
The woman looked at the young man sitting on the ground and said with an expression of hatred.
"You are still not a man! Are you so cowardly?"
The young man did not speak. He sat on the ground with his eyes closed and his brows furrowed. It's like going through some huge test.
In fact, when he came into contact with that kind of death, it was already difficult for him to accept it.
Although he joined a secret organization, his talent was actually only ordinary.
For a wizard with mediocre talent, no faith, and not very strong strength, it is not an easy thing to stay calm in the face of such a death wish.
After all, the two of them were sitting very close to the entrance of the cave.
The woman looked at the young man's reaction and shook her head.
After using her better-controlled right hand to hold her trembling left hand, she continued walking forward alone. Instead, he looked at the cave in front of him and let out a long breath.
"I want to see what you are doing in there."
In the distance behind them, a group of people in white clothes were looking at the two people who had stopped, frowning dissatisfied and puzzled.
"Are they two deliberately sabotaging work?"
One of the team members said to the leader of the man in white: "Captain, should we hurry up? We have to get Master Snake Spirit's heart back as soon as possible."
The leader of the man in white robe had a firm face, but facing such a loyal team member, he shook his head decisively.
"The organization itself has no intention of jumping to the front, and we absolutely cannot be the first to go out. If we can, we should show up last."
In view of his resolute face and firm tone, his men all nodded and chose to stay put and become the oriole instead of the praying mantis or even the cicada.
In fact, the leading man in white frowned, and he could feel that something was definitely going on in the cave. More importantly, if they still want to take the snake spirit's heart back, he feels that this is not true.
'Taking away the heart itself has a purpose, and now there is such a big commotion inside. Either the plan succeeds or the plan fails, but Snake Spirit's heart is probably already broken. '
The man in white robe thought rationally in his heart. But he had no choice. If he understood this matter, he still had to go and see what was going on inside.
After all, this is the mission!
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"How on earth are there so many people?"
Scotty looked puzzled. He looked at the old sister in front of him, as well as Alice and Arthur, and asked doubtfully: "How come I didn't know before that there are so many people hiding in the dark here?" ah?"
Although they are in the light, being in the light does not mean that they cannot detect the people in the dark.
After all, everyone has about the same strength. To hide at close range without being discovered by the opponent requires either specialization or a higher level of strength.
Unfortunately, the two teams hiding around them this time were neither of these two.
but……
"This is the action of the Skye family... Sister, is our family's name so useless now?"
Scotty was simply unimaginable. Although there are as many as ten nobles in the American wizarding world. But among the twenty-eight holy races in the UK, there are only a few who are strong and capable.
Although the background of every family is not simple. But those who can truly be infinitely active in the wizarding world are the thirteen families of Tripcard, Enwy, and Skye. In other words, in this generation, there are only these three families.
There are really not many people who dare to stroke the Skye family's beard.
Could it be possible that Enwy and Tripcard could be on both sides?
Saphiel ignored his brother who was barking. Instead, he looked at Alice and Arthur.
"Do you feel familiar with the smells on these two sides?"
Alice pondered for a moment, then Alice looked at Saphiel, nodded and said, "I can recognize the source of the aura."
As he spoke, he pointed in the direction of the saints.
"It feels very familiar. It should be the group of acquaintances I think of."
Saphiel glanced in that direction, then nodded and said: "Very good, I feel quite familiar with the breath on the other side."
Of course she's familiar with it. At the banquet at Tripkard's house, someone really almost died. She didn't have anyone else with her at the time. Although it was clear that with Dumbledore's presence, she should not be harmed. After all, she was standing next to Luke.
But the shock that should be received is still no less.
After all, on that day... the extravagance and extravagance that had lasted for more than ten years among the American aristocrats was finally broken. Even Saphiel heard that several wizard families that had emerged in the west had restarted training the Thestral Knights after that dinner.
Of course, something abandoned by the times, such as the Knights of the Night, is certainly not a powerful combat unit.
The main thing is the change of concept. In her opinion, this was when those guys woke up.
However, given that the kick was hard, it was hard to say how long it would last.
Neither Saphiel nor Alice revealed the identity of the other party. But just know that the two parties can still trust each other. After all, what the two parties need most now is not to figure out who their opponent is, but to ensure that they, as the most powerful of the three parties, can continue to unite and maintain the strongest combat effectiveness.
Hiding in the dark? Is it useful to hide in the dark?
If you dare to show your head, I will let you know why only rats hide in the dark, but ferocious beasts can walk freely in the sun.
The three parties outside the cave are now in a state of horns. The whole atmosphere is very ambiguous and somewhat imminent.
But inside the cave, whether it was conversation or fighting, it was almost over.
"Really? If you think so, then I'm not in a hurry."
The calm voice said calmly: "For me, there will always be time to see a grand change, no matter whether it is good or bad."
"Then let's wait and see. I look forward to good changes, but the dead should not interfere too much in the present world."
Slytherin said coldly: "As a ghost, I'm just looking forward to change."
"Ah……"
The voice sneered.
After the sneer fell, Dumbledore suddenly felt that the cruel and cold death in the entire cave had dissipated a lot. At least it's no longer the state of suppressing him and trying to drag him down.
Now he can't just leave this world in crisis and walk away. He still has a responsibility to the world. Although it is a very stupid thing to put the rise and fall of the world on one's own head.
After the pressure around him disappeared, Dumbledore waved his wand again.
"Collapse!"
Different from the normal stupor that shoots out a white light, the stun that Dumbledore released was a fan-shaped distance.
All of Medusa's dodge spaces have been sealed.
After all, this Medusa only looks like it has a snake tail, but in fact, her athletic ability has really surpassed that of many normal creatures.
So in order to avoid unnecessary complications, Dumbledore directly chose the safest method.
Medusa fell to the ground helplessly, having lost all ability to resist.
Dumbledore finally felt relieved. After all, the matter before us can be said to have come to an end.
Luke in the distance still had a look of pain on his face, but it had been reduced a lot. This also made Dumbledore a little stunned. After all, he was able to withstand this kind of pressure entirely because he had practiced enough. Needless to say, Slytherin. Dumbledore was not a fool, so he could naturally tell that the other party had a different soul.
It can only be said that Luke's guess about Slytherin's method of immortality is still wrong.
This made Dumbledore feel that Slytherin was mysterious and a bit weird, and at the same time, he finally felt that Luke was just a normal kid, not an old monster.
After all, Slytherin is a real old monster, and you, a little guy, can guess his trump cards casually. Isn't this a bit too much?
Of course, Luke still didn't faint at such a close distance, which was already quite good.
At this time, Dumbledore looked at Slytherin over there again. And when he shifted his gaze over there, he happened to see Slytherin looking at him.
Slytherin looked at this little guy who could be considered his junior and made a 'silence' gesture.
"Let the little guy guess slowly. Think of it as an exercise for him."
Slytherin's cold voice came to Dumbledore's ears. In fact, he didn't quite understand why Slytherin could say such things about caring for others so coldly.
But he still nodded and said, "Although I don't understand, it's as you wish."
Slytherin smiled, and then his expression returned to the entanglement again. After hitting his head hard, he said with some pain: "No... the magic circle has completely failed. I am going to lose my mind..."
Dumbledore pursed his lips, then lowered his head. How should I put it? The gap between the two before and after is really unbearable...
After that, Luke also hit his head in the same way: "Damn...what happened just now?"
He held his still painful head and said angrily.
From the first sentence, it was like someone was ringing a bell in his head. It feels like the soul is contained in a clock and someone is knocking wildly outside.
If it were not for the protection of the system, he estimated that even if his soul body was not shattered this time, his vitality would be severely damaged.
Damn it...
Luke could feel that there was something superior just pressing him to the ground and hitting him on the head, like a blast.
