This is an abandoned country road.
If the information you inquired is correct, then the end of the road will be an abandoned industrial factory.
Once, this path was full of busy residents, but now it has been forgotten by time and submerged in the lush vegetation.
Xifa walked gently on this road, trying his best to take in the traces of human life on both sides of the road.
A pair of dragon eyes opened, and his right hand was placed on his waist, ready to pull out the fresh sword that was baked a few days ago from the traceless expansion bag on his waist.
If my inference is correct, there is a very small chance that there is an extremely powerful but unknown dark wizard hiding here.
The remaining possibilities are unexpected.
Muggle!
Not long ago, Xifa learned from Hamari Lars that all the adults in this magic school disappeared for unknown reasons a few days ago.
The only thing that is certain is that they all disappeared outside the Grand Theater.
This allowed Xifa to determine the direction of investigation.
This is not to say that this grand theater full of dirty things is not worthy of suspicion, but on the surface there is no big problem at present, and the clues point directly to the small town.
Since all adults have disappeared inexplicably, Hamari Lars and the others have never left the Grand Theater.
Xifa asked how they informed Hogwarts.
Hamari Lars spread his hands, showing a helpless expression.
He said that the token had been used, so it was gone.
As for how the token was obtained.
That's another story...
To put it simply, Hamari Lars is a young and energetic sworn brother who is unwilling to live an ordinary life.
While purchasing supplies in a small town, I heard news about the shortage of manpower on the front lines.
As a wizard with ideals and aspirations, he signed up without hesitation on the spot and decided to go to the front line.
After review by the Ministry of Magic, his qualifications were determined.
Later, a token was harvested in the Madman Theater, which could contact Hogwarts.
Although, whether Hogwarts responds or not depends on what Professor Slughorn thinks.
For Hamari Lars, thanks to the fact that Professor Slughorn had just taken office not long ago, he responded to all interested wizarding schools or organizations in order to have a good reputation.
It was these replies that gave Xifa and others an extra job, gave the senior wizards more ways to go out, and also put Glinton and his companions in danger...
After listening to the story, Xifa also asked them about the magic talents of werewolves and vampires, especially Hamari Lars himself, and how Hogwarts allowed an ordinary young wizard to enroll in the four major colleges for no reason.
You know, the reason why you and Tom were able to qualify back then was because they could use magic to influence the outside world without a magic wand!
Hamari Lars smiled shyly and introduced the abilities of all the wizards, including Huang Mao.
Such as mind reading, soul control, physical strengthening and so on.
And he, in addition to these, also has super magical power!
Although it is not worth mentioning in the eyes of Xifa, compared with his peers, there is already a gap of two or three times.
Due to the war, the nobles fled to the United States for refuge.
There are not many new students in the four major colleges of Hogwarts this year, and the qualification review requirements have been reduced a lot.
Seeing that there was no more to be learned from Hamari Lars.
Xifa followed him back to the hut. After instructing Elise to set up layers of protective magic and not allowed to enter or leave, Xifa said goodbye to everyone and explored this slightly weird town alone.
The adult wizard who led them never told them that they were going to a distant place before disappearing.
Xifa felt that he would definitely be able to find clues in this small town.
However…
After an afternoon of exploration, Xifa found nothing.
But he found a suspicious place.
Although, this suspicious point is at the Muggle level.
Wizards don't care about Muggle traces.
Therefore, these body collectors did not conceal their whereabouts at all.
It can't be said that they don't hide it and have no magical means, in the eyes of a thoughtful wizard.
Destroying a damaged place, the wizard can return it to the time they want with a single restore magic.
Just one or two corpses being carried in the same direction.
When the corpses all over the city are vaguely pointing in the same direction.
Having found nothing, Xifa decided to go to this suspicious Muggle point to look for clues.
There is nothing in the city yet.
Because there are too many traces of magic of all kinds.
Xifa didn't pay too much attention. After all, Hamari Lars said that they often performed magic without Muggles noticing.
But get out of town and onto this road.
Xifa discovered something was wrong. The traces of magic here were very special.
As mentioned before, whenever magic is cast it leaves traces.
The closer the time left, the more magic power remains and the easier it is to discover.
Top wizards, on the other hand, will use magic power perfectly and will naturally leave no trace of their participation.
In addition, if the time is long enough, the remaining magic power will be eaten away by time.
But even so, if there is no external force to destroy it, in Dumbledore's original abstract picture observation method.
There must be clear traces of magic!
Traces of magic can be seen everywhere throughout the town, and they have also been destroyed by non-magical means.
But Xifa didn't care. After all, it was normal for Muggles to step on the ground.
But on this road, the traces of magic being changed by non-magical means are particularly eye-catching.
After all, who doesn’t want to walk in ditches when they have nothing to do?!
Magical means change traces, just like using a pen to smear on paper to cover up the original things.
In the abstract observation method, although the initial picture cannot be seen, the concealment traces are very clear and organized.
This non-magical method is just like cutting the paper into pieces! Then flatten it on the ground and pretend it is a painting.
Muggle? Or a cautious and powerful dark wizard?
The sun shines through the clouds, then through the leaves, and casts mottled traces on the khaki road.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Xifa stepped on the exposed stones and moved forward lightly.
On both sides, weeds that are as high as a person's height grow wildly, including sagebrush and wattle. They are intertwined in an disorderly manner, showing the wildness and power of nature.
The wind blows and the weeds sway with the wind, making a rustling sound.
At this time, several wild birds suddenly flew up, and Xifa looked over there warily, thoughtfully.
Is it a coincidence or man-made?
Why are there wild birds here?
You know, people here are in desperate need of food, almost to the point of digging three feet into the ground to find food.
Why are there still wild birds with thick feathers?
But that's okay.
Xifa is confident enough in his own strength.
Just because he fought Grindelwald twice but he was still alive and kicking...
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unknown dungeon
A dim, burnt-yellow light breaks the darkness.
In the shadow, a figure stood motionless, like a clay sculpture.
Suddenly, a subtle groan of pain broke the dead silence in the dungeon.
Who am I? Where am I?
Glinton Black felt like he had a splitting headache.
It was like there was a stick stirring back and forth in my mind, trying to make my sanity collapse.
After finally regaining consciousness, Glinton Black would not let himself pass out.
He fought desperately against the stick to gain control of his body.
During this process, scenes before coma were constantly displayed in front of him.
The first thing to be shown was naturally what he saw in a hazy state. He was dragged by a tall figure and tied to a stone chair.
Have I been attacked?
This thought passed quickly, and the new picture stimulated Glinton Black fiercely, like a shot in the arm.
Erin!!!
It was a bloody scene.
Erin, whose arms had been chopped off, was twisting her body in pain on the stone platform. Several black figures surrounded her, seeming to be pointing at something.
I want to save her!
I'm Glinton Black! We're under attack! I want to save everyone!
Glinton's sliver of reason roared unwillingly in a pool of stagnant water.
He struggled, struggled, over and over again.
Finally, his sanity surfaced, and all his senses finally came online.
His head hurt. When he woke up, Glinton Black also knew what was stirring his brain.
It is a barbaric and animalistic nature hidden in the bones of every creature. Eat when you are hungry, drink when you are thirsty, and grab what you can’t get...
…This is what Xifa and others said, the sequelae of Animagus!
If it is an Animagus that has transformed into a magical animal, it must master the guardian spirit of the physical body in order to maintain a clear mind under the impact of animal nature.
Now I can suppress this beastly nature.
It means that you have found something you want to protect and have strengthened your belief in protecting it...
but……
I would rather learn this magic later...
Because the price is that Irene's life or death is uncertain in front of him...and the same is true for other friends.
Because he had just woken up, Glinton Black's thoughts were very slow.
After he thought about these things clearly.
The blood-red color in front of his eyes began to gradually fade away, and the surrounding environment began to appear in his eyes bit by bit starting from the focus of his sight.
This is a dark room, with only a dim incandescent lamp emitting a ray of light that barely illuminates a small area in front of you.
It seems that he is imprisoned here.
Since he is not of use, there is a high probability that Irene is still alive!
As soon as he thought about it, the pungent smell of blood and the disgusting rancid smell began to penetrate his nostrils.
The exposed skin warned him of low temperature. He looked down and saw that he was almost naked and locked on a stone chair.
The limbs are tightly locked by ropes that are a mixture of beef tendons and iron chains.
Tough and strong.
Avoid exploding yourself to break free.
I really think highly of myself.
Glinton tried to move his limbs, but as expected, they didn't move at all.
Not because of how strong the binding was, but because his limbs were numb.
I didn't know how long I had been tied up, but just the thought of curling my little fingers caused a bone-chilling numbness to surge into my mind, causing my eyesight to turn black and white from the irritation.
It was hard to catch my breath.
Glinton suddenly remembered something.
Xifa told himself that if he learned the Animagus, he could use the power of the Animagus to perform magic without a wand!
If you're skilled, you can transform into an Animagus animal without a wand!
Obviously, it is much easier to directly induce power to transform into an Animagus animal than to release magic!
After trying several times.
Glinton Black is starting to feel good.
He was refreshed, after experiencing failures over and over again.
He succeeded.
He turned into a gryphon!
Probably because he was forced to master the Animagus.
In just a few breaths, he returned to his human form.
Glinton Black gasped for breath. The energy consumed by this transformation almost made him fall into coma again.
Huh-huh-
No wonder beef tendons are mixed with iron chains.
Glinton Black understood that it was not that he was afraid of breaking free, but that he was afraid of breaking free after transforming.
Glinton dug his tongue deep into his mouth and licked his dry lips.
"Relax your strength!"
The corners of his mouth moved and he chanted the curse over and over again.
I don't know how long it took, but when he felt a sweet and fishy smell at the corner of his mouth, he suddenly remembered what Elise and others had told him.
To cast spells without a wand, unless your thoughts and desires are strong enough, you can use magic to transform reality.
Otherwise, you can only build the basic magic framework before you can cast the spell!
According to Western understanding, the magic wand is a compiled application that can be used directly.
And without the wand, the wizard needs to write code and compile it to get the application!
Don't underestimate this step, most people now use their mobile phones to send messages, but if you are asked to create a program for sending messages...haha...that would be the best among masters.
Damn it, why did I forget to program the magic circuit? Fortunately, Glinton had learned the relevant basic theories.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! After trying again and again, he finally cast this magic.
The surface of the rope that bound him seemed to have lost its coefficient of friction.
With a gentle exertion, the knots fell apart easily.
Glinton also naturally pulled away from the torture device that bound him!
boom--
Caught off guard, the weak and weak Glinton fell to the ground without any resistance.
Fighting for the ground with his head, the tip of Glinton's nose felt burning pain, and tears and nosebleeds burst out instantly!
But it wasn't until his nosebleed dried up that he had the strength to stand up unsteadily.
One step, two steps.
boom--
Glinton threw himself heavily in front of the only iron door of the dungeon.
Kneeling in front of the iron door, he found that it was the most common lock in the Muggle world, and there would be no counter-curse on it.
So, after many attempts, he successfully cast the unlocking spell and heard the joyful click sound.
After pushing open the big iron door with all his strength, Glinton came into a tunnel where he couldn't see his fingers.
He gritted his teeth, touched the wall with both hands, and moved forward step by step until the darkness swallowed him completely...
Probably he didn't consider that the people in the dungeon would escape.
Apart from the lack of any light, this tunnel has no obstacles or traps.
Glinton Black reached the end and found a ray of light above his head penetrating into the tunnel.
He groped for the ladder and struggled to climb it.
Fortunately, this is just a stone slab with no locks and no heavy objects weighing on it.
But even so, after climbing out, Glinton Black lay on his back and panted for a long time.
Wizards are physically much stronger than Muggles.
But being imprisoned for so long, Glinton Black was very weak!
I feel like I have regained enough strength to walk.
Glinton Black began to move forward cautiously. He wanted to save Eileen and others, while leaving clues to seek help from those who came after him!
He passed factories overgrown with weeds and office buildings populated by dark flora and fauna.
While passing by the warehouse.
He froze on the spot.
In the meantime, Xifa was holding a knife, standing in the scene of his nightmare.
And on the workbench in front of Xifa, it was Irene Prince whom he had been thinking about day and night.
Watching Erin Prince lose all her limbs.
Glinton Black's vision went dark due to the visual impact, and he lost consciousness on the spot.
This chapter has been completed!