Hogwarts: more magic than magic

Chapter 60 The Action Ends (Please vote! Please subscribe!)

When he came out of Knockturn Alley, it was almost midnight.

At this time, the weather suddenly changed. The night sky that was still cloudless when I entered the dilapidated store was suddenly covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder.

The clouds were pressing down heavily, and the rain seemed to be pouring down soon.

At the same time, there was a strong wind blowing around, rolling up the dead branches and fallen leaves on the ground, making it even more difficult for Chizz, who was already wobbly on the broomstick, to control the direction.

Seeing that the broomstick was about to lose control, he had no choice but to make an emergency landing on an uninhabited open space.

Simulators have become increasingly unreliable lately, failing to predict even the most basic weather changes.

In the simulation before going out, the weather did not change.

In the previous simulation, the latter targets were all destroyed by him riding a wobbly broomstick.

Now because of the sudden wind and rain, he had to switch to walking, which greatly slowed down his speed of action.

Calculating the time, it should only be enough for him to go to two or three places before dawn.

That number would be doubled if riding a broomstick.

Qizi can only express helplessness about this, this is the truest portrayal of the unexpected.

Not daring to waste too much time, Chiz quickly found a bottle of enhancer from the bag that could increase the strength of the drinker.

He took a deep breath and told himself in his heart, "This is the last bottle. After drinking this bottle, it will be over! It will be over soon!"

Then he opened the stopper of this bottle of potion and placed it on the open space in front of him.

As his body contorts, he becomes an Animagus again in lion form.

A bolt of lightning flashed across, tearing through the dark night sky, instantly lighting up the surrounding area like daylight, and also reflecting the figure of the male lion that suddenly appeared in the open space.

It started to rain, and the big raindrops fell down like money.

He looked at the potion in front of him with silver-green eyes, gritted his teeth and shook his head, lowered his head to pick up the opened crystal bottle in front of him, and drank it in one gulp.

The moment the medicinal liquid flowed into his throat, he felt a powerful explosive force in his body.

He swung his front paws and quickly dug a hole in the ground, spit out the crystal bottle in his mouth and buried it.

Gently picked up the suitcase with his mouth, and started running wildly on the ground, the brown figure tore apart the entire rain curtain, and quickly disappeared in the re-closed rain curtain.

His third target was a witch named Olive Benavidez, also from Azkaban, who should have fed the sharks seven or eight years ago.

Before entering Azkaban, she brutally killed two squib children with the Unforgivable Curse, so she studied in Azkaban for a while.

The Ministry of Magic announced her death seven or eight years ago, when it said she was tortured by dementors.

But she didn't really die, and is now hiding out in a Squib colony called Brennan Township.

Outside the small town, Qizi turned back into that tall young man.

He swaggered into the town, the rain screen was the best cover for him, he was not worried at all about being discovered.

Soon, he came to an ordinary farmhouse.

This Olive Benavidez usually dresses up as a middle-aged widowed Squib peasant woman, usually raising cattle, feeding chickens and ducks and so on.

But no one here knows that her true identity is an acolyte of the 'Devil God Church', who performed a sacrificial ceremony.

Keez did not use any other spells this time except for a silent spell.

He swaggered into the farmhouse.

Looking at the middle-aged peasant woman lying on the bed snoring like thunder.

Who would have thought that such an ordinary peasant woman would be a member of a huge oblique sect organization, and even personally dismantled more than one person.

Keiz held his breath, and sprayed the last bit of throat poison on her face.

This obese woman didn't have a strong sense of defense. After Chiz entered the room, she was still snoring like thunder, and the poisonous gas was sprayed on her face, but she didn't have any reaction.

After dozens of seconds, she was awakened from her sleep, and was horrified to see a tall black figure standing in front of her bed.

But before she could react, she was tortured by suffocation and lost her mind.

Her eyeballs protruded fiercely, and the blood vessels on her face and neck swelled rapidly, clearly visible.

She scratched her neck frantically until the skin broke and blood flowed profusely.

She opened her mouth wide, struggling to take in even a breath of air.

But she just can't do it.

She wanted to scream, but doing so only squeezed out the little air left in her lungs, and only slightly vibrated her vocal cords, making a 'hissing' sound of unknown meaning.

With a few 'pops', she just passed out.

That sound was caused by the strong contraction of the chest and abdomen muscles, which broke the fragile ribs.

Looking at the peasant woman whose neck was bloody and bleeding from the seven orifices, she died miserably.

Qiz breathed a sigh of relief, "So it's not that there's something wrong with the potion I prepared. It's really just because the physical fitness of those giant werewolves is too abnormal, and even lack of oxygen can't kill them completely."

After quickly freezing the peasant woman's body into an ice lump, throwing it into a suitcase and cleaning up all traces.

Keez sets off for the next location.

His fourth destination was Station Nine and Three Quarters.

Chez saw an old beggar talking nonsense there when school started.

The fourth target is him!

The old beggar who had been standing by Station Nine and Three Quarters, praying gibberish, was also a member of this group.

The level is not too low, it is a high priest, a little higher than the peasant woman Qiz just killed, but it is based on seniority, and only two sacrificial ceremonies have been performed, so it is not particularly powerful.

Keiz came to the station soaked and found the old beggar who was sleeping on a couch.

Recalling the crazy words he heard from the old beggar on the first day of school, he walked over slowly and sat down beside him.

"Mr. Lex! You can't seem to see your god come!"

Hearing this familiar name, the old beggar suddenly opened his eyes.

The next target, the homeless under the bridge hole in Planck Street
The process went smoothly, and one consumable was harvested without any accidents.

After packing the homeless man into his suitcase, Keez glanced up at the sky.

Although the rain hadn't stopped yet, the sky had already turned gray, and it was no longer suitable to run around at this time.

Most of the members of the 'Devil Church' in the vicinity should have received the news that the Rolle family was attacked.

Some might even have gotten word of what happened to members of the inside, guessing they were being hunted.

After shaking his wet hair, Keiz knew it was time to go home.

The effect of the aging agent also began to fade at this time, and he turned back to the 11-year-old boy again.

At the door of the familiar home, a lion cub came to the mailbox marked 'Ewing and Stam's Little Home' with an envelope in its mouth, raised its paw to open the mailbox cover, and stuffed the report letter that had been written in advance and held in its mouth.

The content of the letter didn't mention anything else, it just stated that there was a dark wizard's dark secret hidden under the dilapidated material store in Knockturn Alley. The main reason for this was to let Lucia lead someone to rescue the little wizard inside.

Before he left, he had already dealt with it. There was no information left about the 'Church of the Demon God', only some evidence of vicious experiments conducted by unknown black wizards.

Keez didn't want her to be involved in the affair.

He knew that if Lucia knew anything about the 'Devil Church', she would definitely be in danger, which was not what Chiz wanted to see.

When he woke up again, it was not known how long it had been, and Hannibal Adley only felt a biting pain from the place where he was hung by the chain.

As if it was about to split.

He opened his eyes with difficulty, and what he saw was no longer the dark and damp dungeon.

The first thing he saw was the pure white ceiling, and then the soft quilt covering his body gave off bursts of breath from the sun.

The familiar smell scrambled into his nose.

He raised his hand with difficulty, covered his head with the quilt, and inhaled the breath that he often smelled on the quilt of the orphanage before.

He curled up under the blanket, sobbing softly.

In the corridor of the Spell Injury Department on the fifth floor of St. Mungo's Hospital, the crying became louder and louder, and finally the heart-piercing crying alarmed the nurses and doctors on duty.

He seemed to have finally been rescued from that dark environment.

(End of this chapter)