Reincarnated in Britain, I go to Hogwarts

Lighthouse Country·Midnight

Bar · Yoyo Blazing Bird

On the stage below, there is a hot dancer wearing a three-point style. Her snow-white body is swaying to the music. Her breasts are swollen and her slender waist is twisting and swaying to the side of the stage to the drums. Her plump and smooth buttocks are as mature as they are. peach.

The swaying of the waist attracts drunkards and perverts off the stage. The rise in hormones forces them to stuff the green banknotes in their hands into the thin rope, so as to have a chance to come into contact with the peach.

And in this bar mixed with hormones, alcohol and carnival, there is a dark corner where the light cannot shine, and a black hand occasionally lifts up a third of Martell with an ice ball, oh, He is just a very dark man, not a ghost. He drinks alone outside the carnival and seems to be waiting for someone.

Sa~

There was a light breeze blowing, which seemed to be the heating driven by the air conditioner.

In the blink of an eye, someone was already sitting at the originally empty table.

"Martell...are you the leading bird or the oriole hiding behind the scenes?" A hoarse voice sounded, with sarcasm and a bit of resentment and coldness. "No, you want to be the hunter behind that bird, don't you?"

"Rachel...I am doing this for the entire human race."

In the darkness, a deeper darkness appeared, and through a little light, it could be seen that the subsequent guest was the former professor of Ilvermorny and now the betrayer-Rachel Sauron.

"Wooho~ What a great idea," Sauron's face was full of ridicule. He fell backwards and fell into the light, and only then was his terrifying face discovered. "Then where are you now? In the Saint gram."

"With the help of wolves and trolls, we have developed the K series of secret potions and violent potions." Rick raised his glass and took a sip. "The only thing that can survive is the K1 secret potion, which can quickly heal wounds and make people's nerves react." More quickly, but the price is accelerated cell division of the human body, in other words..."

"Exchanging one's life for one's life...it's really quite alchemical," Sauron said with a 'ho ho ho' smile. His throat was also broken. He took out a silver wine flask from his pocket and took a sip. "Oh, yes. Yes, the law of alchemy is equal exchange."

"It's reasonable to get something and give something, but in the eyes of our scientists, it only takes a little time to erase this small flaw."

"Ho ho ho, then this 'little bit' probably contains the entire universe." As a wizard, Sauron knows more than these scientists. At the very least, he knows that the law of 'equivalent exchange' is fixed. Unless you are a BUG, ​​but can't explain it, he doesn't want to continue talking about this with Rick. "What about the violent potion? The sequelae will be a decrease in sanity."

Sauron once stayed in a mental hospital and met a thin man. According to common sense, he was a weakling. However, when he went crazy... the three sturdy caregivers spent half a year recovering from his injuries.

So as the name suggests, violent, if you really want to exchange something to get power, Sauron can easily think of [sanity].

"You're right," Rick shook the wine glass, and the ice ball in the glass slowly rotated around the glass. "After using it, the eyes flashed red, the skin and bones were strengthened, and the blood heat reached fifty or sixty degrees. However, the medicine After the effect, the brain is intact but there is no more [human] existence, and it is just a [beast]."

"The eyes are red..." This feature reminded Sauron of a person. He couldn't help but feel the cold. Even though the heating was turned on, there was a cold air going straight to his forehead. "Hoo ho ho, it's such an ominous feature..."

He knew the origin of this cold air. It was the closest he had ever been to death. It was not that he had never faced death before, but only this time did he know what 'facing death' was. He didn't want to be exposed to that feeling again. , and there is no longer the pride that one had after facing death, only fear remains.

"It seems you have your own story," Rick stopped shaking the glass and drank the whole glass. "Do you mind telling me?"

"Ho ho ho, I just met another devil," Sauron closed his eyes and answered his question coldly, "Then talking about the violent potion, there are no [humans], only [beasts]. This is in a sense. Isn’t it great to go to the hospital? Didn’t you say you want to clean up the entire country of ‘tramps’?”

Speaking of this, Sauron suddenly laughed, and the laughter was unpleasant.

"I promise that after I take office, I will give all homeless people a job and a warm home." He deliberately acted like someone in his words. Although he was solemn, he was still full of sarcasm. "Your plan is to go to that white room. Minutes were agreed to be implemented, and of course, of course, you have to address the issue of drug resistance.”

"Yes, drug resistance, our scientists have also come up with this conclusion." Without paying attention to Sauron's previous teasing, Rick grasped the key point and replied, "No matter whether you are trained or not, an elite or a fan, one tube of medicine will You can demolish the building with your bare hands. Of course, if it is a house made of cement, the concrete will be adequate, but the one with reinforced steel will not work.”

"What happens after that? The next tube of potion will have no effect?"

"No, no, no, it's still effective," Rick picked up a bottle of Martell from under the table, poured himself a third of the glass and sighed, "The effect is still there, the skin and bones are strengthened and improved, but In just an instant, the whole person inflated like a balloon..."

The hands made a firework gesture, the meaning is self-evident.

"It's really tragic, but isn't it just right?" Sauron smiled sinisterly and pointed at Rick in front of him. "They are all a group of useless bums anyway. They can become disposable items. Isn't it just right?" ? You can throw it away after one time..."

"Where's Mertura?"

Ignoring Sauron's cynicism, Rick has become accustomed to it after more than ten years, so he directly interrupted the other person's words and asked about another person.

Upon hearing this name, Sauron's hand holding the silver wine flask trembled, and his eyes dimmed instantly, as if he was feeling something.

"he died."

"yes……"

The two of them fell into a low mood at the same time, and Rick drank down the wine in one gulp with emotion.

The former Queens rock trio now only has two people left, no, it should be one and a half people, and judging from Sauron's appearance, it's not going to work anymore.

"I didn't expect that we would break up after graduating from elementary school. The two of you disappeared after a disagreement. After finally seeing each other again, you gave me a huge surprise. No, it should be a shock."

"Ho ho ho, you're scared? Why didn't you say that you went to be a soldier and came back as an officer, a dark-skinned officer? Of course, forget it, you just fight the war, why are you still picking up things randomly? If it weren't for me, you Long dead."

"..."

Rick was silent.