Hogwarts Asylum

In the conference room, following the wizard's words, Angel gradually felt a strange swelling all over his limbs, and the air around him seemed to be gradually becoming thinner, forcing him to gasp for air to avoid suffocation. .

"...As for your captain, Saint Phoenix..."

[Does he know the captain? ]

"Ah……"

[What does he mean?What will happen to the captain? ]

Although Angel also felt guilty for accidentally hurting a Muggle, he was more worried about the revenge of the dark wizard in front of him.

"Have you thought about it carefully?" Oluolin said lightly, "Or..."

Angel suddenly felt his neck tighten, as if he was trapped by a rope. He subconsciously raised his hand, but never touched anything on his neck.

The invisible rope became tighter and tighter, hanging higher and higher. Angel tried hard to stand on his tiptoes, but he still blushed from being strangled.

"Ah-"

Angel wanted to say something, but he opened his mouth, but no words came out.

Not far away, two of Angel's colleagues were also hung up. His vision became increasingly blurred, and the surroundings were filled with a blood-like color.

Angel thought it was probably because his eyes were bloodshot. It seemed to be written in the scout first aid manual.

[Am I going to die...]

[But I haven't become an Auror yet...]

Angel regretted a little, regretting that he had not persisted in persuading the captain to let the two girls go...

"Snapped--"

A snap of fingers sounded in Angel's ears.

Angel felt his neck loosen, and then fell heavily to the ground.

"cough--"

Angel breathed hard, as if he wanted to suck up the air around him.

"Tat-tat--"

Footsteps sounded, and the wizard seemed to be walking over.

Angel turned his head with difficulty and saw the wizard looking down at him condescendingly.

"Do you feel it?" O'Loughlin pointed at Annie, who was still unconscious. "This is the treatment she just received. The only difference is that I used magic, while your colleague used his hands."

"Cough-cough-"

Angel didn't know how to answer, so he could only continue coughing.

At this time, Hydera suddenly said: "Mr. Oluolin, I need someone to take them..."

Seeing Oluolin's eyes, Hydera raised her hand and made a gesture on her neck.

Not only did Orolin understand what Hydra meant, Angel also understood it, but Angel was surprisingly calm, and his focus was not even on Hydra.

[Oluolin... this name sounds so familiar... I seem to have heard it somewhere...]

"No, thank you." Olorin simply declined Hydra's proposal.

Not to mention that he has not yet killed the three detectives, even if he really wants to kill them, there is no need for the Avery family to take the blame.

Oralin had plenty of ways to kill them without anyone noticing.

"Okay, since you don't want to make a choice, let me do it."

As he said that, Orolin waved his hand, and Angel felt his body suddenly stand up involuntarily, and the other two scouts also started to move.

"Wait, what are you going to do?!" Angel couldn't help but panic as he saw his body not obeying his orders.

However, Oluolin had no intention of stopping.

Angel wanted to say something more, but he couldn't make a sound or even open his mouth.

He watched his two colleagues "walk" to the chairs like puppets and sat down, while he pulled out his wand.

Two thick ropes suddenly shot out from the tip of the wand in Angel's hand, tightly binding his two colleagues together with the chair.

Then, the two scouts slowly opened their eyes as if they felt pain and woke up.

The two scouts looked down at the ropes tied to themselves, their eyes filled with doubts. Why were they tied?

Looking up again, they saw Angel walking towards them with a wand. Their eyes widened. It was obvious that this was the work of this new scout. What did he want to do?

The two scouts wanted to open their mouths to stop Angel, but found that their mouths were also blocked by the rope, and they could only make a "wuwu" sound.

Seeing Angel getting closer and closer, the tip of the wand in his hand also emitted a dangerous light. They began to struggle desperately, but the more they struggled, the tighter the ropes tied to them contracted.

"Woooo-"

The two scouts showed pleading eyes, as if hoping that Angel would show mercy. They did not notice that Angel's eyes were similar to theirs, but Angel was praying for Ou who was standing behind them. Rollin.

……

North of Shrewsbury.

Just like Birmingham when night falls, people here are not satisfied with last night's Halloween parade. After all, they have to go to work during the day, so they didn't dare to play too late last night.

But it was different from the chaotic Birmingham. At this time, people on the streets were reveling to their heart's content. The shop owners moved beer and drinks to the door of the shop to sell them. Occasionally, a few homeless people walking by were stuffed by the enthusiastic bosses. Got two bottles of beer.

On a deserted rooftop, Sainte looked over with a frown.

In the monitoring room of the team for reversing accidental magical events, he clearly saw the light spot representing Tonks stopping nearby, but when he arrived nearby, he only saw Muggles having a carnival.

Although Peacegood also said that there would be an error of two miles, but within a radius of two miles, Sainte had probably observed that they were all residential areas of Muggles, and there was no place suspected of being a dark wizard's stronghold.

Saint touched the pocket on the inside of his chest. There was a gold coin in it, which matched the one he gave to Peacegood before. This gold coin has not had any heat from just now until now. sign.

So Tonks must still be around, but where is she?

Did she really come here to track down the gang of dark wizards who attacked Birmingham?

Sainte looked at the strange costumes of Muggles on the ground. Sainte couldn't help but feel a little upset. Why do Muggles like to celebrate the festival so much?It was like this over in Birmingham, it was like this here, it was also like this in the cities he saw on the way from the Ministry of Magic just now.

Tonks won't transform into one of them, right?

Sainte sighed. For a wizard like Tonks who has the ability to disguise herself as a Magus, it would be really difficult to find her if she deliberately hides herself.

It wasn't that Saint had no way of finding Tonks. In fact, as long as he was willing to raise his wand and shoot a few red sparks into the sky, if Tonks was nearby, she would definitely find her.

Red sparks have always been a signal for scouts, strikers and Aurors to call their companions. Any members of the Magical Law Enforcement Department nearby who see red sparks must rush to the location of the red sparks unless they are facing a life or death crisis. This is an iron law set by the Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement.

And would Sainte be willing?Of course not!

Because red sparks are a signal to summon companions, almost everyone in the magic world knows that if there is really a dark wizard's stronghold nearby, and Sainte fired red sparks, then Tonks' hard work may be In vain.

Ugh--

Sainte sighed again and had to resort to stupid methods.

He looked around and saw that no one was looking here, then disappeared with a snap. When he reappeared, Sainte came to an alley.

Since the Muggles were all dressed more strangely than the others, when Sainte walked out of the alley wearing magic robes, he didn't attract anyone's attention. This was probably the luckiest thing tonight.

"The dog is in the alley?" Looking at the rainbow-colored sign hanging on the door of the white house in front of him, Saint muttered, "What a strange name, not as good as the Pig Head Bar."

When Sainte pushed open the door of the Dog Alley Bar, the originally noisy bar fell inexplicably silent.

Saint looked around with confusion, what's going on with these Muggles?Has his identity been exposed?Impossible. He clearly saw many people not far away who were also wearing robes and pointed hats.

Soon, Sainte's doubts were answered. He heard a sudden burst of cheers from all around, and among the cheers, there was a very loud voice that seemed to have a loud and powerful voice -

"Welcome our 30th magician tonight! Well, I admit, I underestimated the number of magicians, so..."

The DJ on the stage paused, and then the audience cheered loudly: "Everyone in the audience will have a glass of barley wine, and the DJ will pay for it! Hahahaha——"

"Can you change to a small cup? I think I might go bankrupt tonight..." DJ said in a funny way, "Do you think I would say that? Impossible! The King of Dog Lane never admits defeat!"

Amid the loud music and voices, Saint was surrounded by a group of Muggles.

"Hahaha, brother, thanks." A man in overalls handed Sainte a large glass of ale and shouted in Sainte's ear, "It's been a while since the last guest dressed as a magician came in. It's been an hour and we all thought there would be no free wine tonight."

"What do you mean?" Because the surroundings were too noisy, Sainte couldn't help but use Loud Voice. Then he suddenly realized and quickly canceled the magic.

"Wow -" the man in overalls made two exaggerated gestures, "you have such a loud voice. Are you a new mover in the neighborhood?"

"No, I'm here to see my friends." Saint imitated the man in overalls and shouted in his ear.

"Oh, welcome to Shrewsbury." The man in overalls hugged Saint gently, "It's okay if you shout as much as you want, we don't mind loud voices."

As he said that, the man in overalls ran to the DJ booth, said a few words in the DJ's ear, and then ran back.

Then the DJ's voice resounded throughout the bar: "It turns out that our 'last' gentleman is new. Guys, please restrain yourself tonight and don't scare him. Ouch——"

Obviously the DJ meant restraint, but after the DJ finished speaking, the atmosphere in the entire bar became even more lively. Sainte clearly felt that there seemed to be many blazing eyes on him, and it felt like he was about to be killed. It looks like it's being eaten alive, which is very weird.

"It's been a long time since anyone new joined us." The man in overalls looked up and down Sainte, and then touched Sainte's beard, "Your beard is really nice, do you like it?"

"What?" Sainte didn't understand.

"I said, do you prefer to be on top or below?" the man in overalls asked again.

Saint thought the Muggle was talking about whether it was upstairs or downstairs, so he looked up at the second floor of the bar, where there seemed to be private rooms.

Saint thought for a while. The reason why he walked into this bar was because he wanted to find out if there were any suspicious people nearby. Just like in the magical world, you can get a lot of gossip by just going to those bars. .

And this bar was found by Sainte. It was the bar with the most people coming in and the fewest people leaving. Sainte believed that this kind of bar was a mixed bag, so he would definitely be able to get a lot of information.

There are obviously fewer people in the private room, so there is less news...

"I'll be down there," Saint shouted.

"Wow -" the man in overalls looked at Sainte's beard again, "I never thought you were this type."

"What's the problem?" Saint asked.

"No, no problem. Come with me and I'll take you to a place that suits you." The man in overalls waved to Sainte.

Although Sainte was a little confused about how this Muggle knew which place was suitable for him, he still hurriedly followed.

Along the way, the man in overalls didn't say anything, but Sainte clearly felt that the atmosphere around him was getting more heated.

He grabbed the wine glass and followed the man in overalls into the crowd. He seemed to have been touched several times during the process, but Saint didn't pay much attention. This was the case in crowded places.

Finally, Sainte was brought to a bar.

"Sit down, someone will be here for you soon."

"Thank you."

The man in overalls winked at Saint and left.

At the bar, Saint was drinking barley wine and observing the surroundings.

Not far away, those people who were also wearing magic robes were drinking. Judging from their appearance, they did not behave like wizards.

Sainte couldn't help but think of the two girls who were still being interrogated at Avery Manor.

After Angel expressed his doubts, he also vaguely felt that the two girls did not look like wizards, but those two girls were captured by Dick, and Dick was one of the most experienced in the scout team. He did not Maybe it’s right to catch people indiscriminately.

So Saint kept telling himself in his heart that it didn't matter whether the two girls were Muggles or not. Moreover, just like the case he told Angel, in the past, there were really dark wizards who would cooperate with Muggles. Smuggling magical creatures, and... the gang hasn't been caught yet.

Looking at those Muggles, Saint thought for a while, picked up his glass and was about to walk over. Suddenly, he was blocked by a strong man wearing a tight vest.

"Handsome boy, are you alone tonight?" the man in the vest said while gesticulating, as if to show off his strong body.

Saint frowned, what happened to this Muggle?

So he asked: "What's the matter?"