Chapter 107
Chapter 107 Alastor Moody (first order)
Abel Shafik saw his heart broken, he couldn’t imagine what kind of power could directly annihilate the dark thunder curse that was augmented by the sacrifice of creatures.
But the situation now seems to be developing towards his worst expectations.
The arc movement range of the Dark Thunder Curse is getting smaller and smaller, and when it comes into contact with the gray shield, it flies upside down. The gray shield almost becomes a circle. The arc is like a headless fly inside, blindly. Rambling.
Finally, after the gray shield was completely closed into a circle, the three-eyed crow flashed with gloom.
Just like filling water in a secret room, gray smoke is constantly generated in the shield, surrounding and corroding the dark thunder in the shield, destroying the magic structure inside.
The light of the shining dark thunder curse gradually extinguished, and the volume gradually shrank, until it finally turned into a very small point, and the two fingers that were turned into gray smoke were crumpled.
Abel Shafik’s heart sank to the bottom with the disappearance of the Dark Thunder Curse. He saw Ulysses raise his head, cast his indifferent gaze far away, and raised his wand.
“Apparition!”
He gritted his teeth fiercely, held back the panic in his heart, and initiated a phantom shift. With an explosion in the air, his body disappeared in place.
Ulysses’ eyes flashed with brilliance, and he said that he was really decisive.
When the surrounding space is so unstable, releasing Phantom Shift is undoubtedly a bet on life. The chaotic space will prevent the caster from reaching where he wants to go. Even if he succeeds by chance and is not cut by space debris, he will inevitably deviate from the target location, and it is extremely prone to splitting.
Sure enough, an arm and a leg were left where Abel Shafik disappeared. The fracture was as smooth as a mirror, and blood flowed out after a while.
“Thinking that you will be fine if you run away?”
With a sneer at the corner of Ulysses’ mouth, he icy the stump on the ground and put it in his pocket. Looking back, there was no second figure on the messy lawn.
The wizards of the Traverse family saw that the opportunity was not good, and they had already escaped before the Dark Thunder Curse fell.
Ulysses can only express regret. The situation at the time really couldn’t be distracted to pay attention to him anymore, but it would be a long time in the future. Unless he hides far away when he sees Ulysses in the future, there will always be a chance to meet him.
Ulysses raised his head, and the huge phantom of the three-eyed crow in the air began to slowly dissipate. Its huge vertical red pupils stared at Ulysses quietly, gradually turning into gray smoke.
Ulysses closed his eyes. In the center of his eyebrows, the shape of a vertical pupil is faintly looming.
“Boom!”
Suddenly, there were a few more loud noises in the distance. The figures of four wizards, three men and one woman, fully armed, appeared out of thin air. They were well-trained and neat and tidy. However, after seeing the surroundings clearly, their original cold faces revealed. An expression of seeing a ghost.
“What happened here?”
An Auror in the lead came over and said viciously.
It was a scarred and disabled Auror, missing a leg, replaced by a wooden prosthetic leg. Under his thick dark gray hair, there is a face covered with scars, with a feeling of old and rotten wood.
His nose is missing a large piece, one eye is small, black, like a bead, and the other eye is a magic eye, big and round, with a bright blue.
Alastor Moody was excited and annoyed at this time. Since Voldemort was lonely, he retired, but years of fighting experience prevented him from enjoying the ordinary life.
He often comes to the Ministry of Magic to teach young wizards how to become a qualified Auror, and will take them on patrols when he is interested.
Today is no exception.
A few miles away, he felt a wave of magical power that frightened him, like a hot sun. He didn’t dare to apparate directly, and could only transmit it after the magic wave gradually dissipated.
Excited, it looks like he has something to do again. What was annoying was that even though he deliberately suppressed it, that wave of magical power still gave him a sense of fear in his thoughtful heart.
The three young men behind him, two men and one woman, were all Aurors in training. The two wizards were unremarkable, with obvious dullness and awe on their faces.
The witch has a pale heart-shaped face, black shiny eyes, and hair that changes color from time to time.
“It’s hard to say, sir.”
Ulysses took a look at them, and said to his heart how the Aurors, like the United States police, came late after the matter was over.
If they arrived early, the Traverse family wizards and Abel Shafik would not be so easy to leave.
“If I remember correctly, this is the residence of the Lestrange family. I was here back then.”
Moody’s potion stared at Ulysses, and said coldly, “No matter what your background is, what’s going on here, please tell me back to the Ministry of Magic.”
“Okay, it just so happens that I have to go to the Ministry of Magic. But can you let me get something in first?”
Ulysses responded quickly and said with a smile.
Moody took a deep look at him, and muttered:
“I’ll follow you. Hurry up.”
Under Moody’s surveillance, Ulysses entered the Lestrange mansion, packed his luggage, and put it in his pocket.
The mansion was not damaged under the protection of the shield. As for the surrounding environment, it is not a small project to repair it, and then come to think of a way.
Five people stood outside the mansion, Moody grabbed Ulysses with one hand, turned around, and disappeared in place at the same time.
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“It’s just what I said, sir.”
Sitting in the office of the Auror of the Ministry of Magic, Ulysses chuckled softly.
“You said that the Patriarch of the Shafik family wanted to kill you and released a powerful spell, but was blocked by a shield that didn’t know where it came from?”
Moody repeated, his tone seemed to say “Are you treating me like a fool”.
“Yes.”
Ulysses nodded cordially. Naturally he couldn’t reveal the three-eyed crow.
“Why did Abel Shafik kill you?”
Moody said in a deep voice.
“I killed his son and sent his daughter to Azkaban. If you don’t believe me, maybe you can ask Principal Dumbledore…”
“I notified him when you said you were a student at Hogwarts.”
Moody said coldly, his eyes always revealing the meaning of scrutiny, as if he didn’t believe a word of what Ulysses said.
In fact, his years of fighting with Death Eaters have allowed him to develop a persecution paranoia, and he is extremely suspicious, holding his wand tightly in his hand when asking Ulysses questions.
The three young Aurors stood aside, although they were very curious, after all they dared not interject. They knew how grumpy this bruised old Auror was.
As soon as the voice fell, the people in the office were pushed away, and Dumbledore’s old figure appeared in front of everyone.
He looked around the room, blinked, and said with a smile:
“I didn’t expect to meet again so soon, Ulysses.”