Deep in the Armenian forest, there is a small forest house where werewolves temporarily live.
Following Elena's gentle sigh, the expressions of the werewolf wizards instantly froze.
The bright blade of light, as bright as the moonlight, extends left and right along the tail wing of "Valkyria".
Then Elena's figure blurred and briefly disappeared from everyone's sight.
Before anyone could react, the bright moonlight suddenly bloomed, and the dark forest instantly turned into silver, as if a bright moon suddenly rose in the sky, or to be more precise, a mirror reflected the silver moon.
Cut it out, cutting through the sky and the ground.
Three seconds later, the girl's "beautiful and tall" figure reappeared in her original position, as if she had never left.
"From now on, you have died twice."
Elena clapped her hands gently, tilted her head and said happily.
"Therefore, please cherish your third life and tell me your answer as soon as possible."
"What are you talking about-"
A middle-aged man behind Antilicia McIntosh shouted impatiently and was about to wave the magic wand in his hand.
At this moment, a dull sound of collision of branches and leaves suddenly came from all around.
Within a hundred meters of the mysterious girl, those trees that would take two or three adults to hug fell to the ground.
The fractures were all three meters above the ground, and the cuts were as smooth and neat as if they were originally like this.
If someone looks down from above at this time, they will find that a regular circular open space suddenly appears in the dense forest of Armenia.
"The propagation speed of sound in the air is 340 meters per second. In descriptions of aerospace in the non-magical world, Mach is usually used to express the relationship between the aircraft and the speed of sound. For example, the flying speed of a broom is 340 meters per second.
Then its speed is exactly Mach 1."
"And within half a second, Valkyrie can instantly accelerate to: Mach 1.9. That is, 1.9 times the speed of sound..."
"If this still sounds a little complicated, let me use a more kind metaphor."
Elena smiled and looked at the werewolves who were stunned on the spot, and gestured gracefully to the "large forest art" blooming like flowers all around.
"If I want to kill you, please don't get me wrong. I'm not targeting any one person. I mean... everyone here. Then when you hear my words, I have already killed you twice.
——A werewolf's body shouldn't be much harder than these logs, right?"
"Is this threat...enough?"
"Or do you think you can be faster than the sound?"
"I--"
Antilicia McIntosh swallowed her saliva before she could formulate her words.
The next moment, a series of dull sounds suddenly sounded behind her.
The wooden hut they had temporarily used to "torture" Lockhart was instantly shattered to pieces like building blocks that had been pulled away.
There was not even a fragment larger than one meter and two meters found in the ruins, but they didn't even know how this happened. They just saw a flash of white light. This kind of magic beyond their imagination undoubtedly became the key to defeating a group of people.
The final blow to the psychological defense of the werewolf wizards.
It is precisely because they are wizards that they understand the incredibleness of what is happening in front of them now.
Of course, even those werewolves transformed from Muggles know what to do at this time.
Snap.
Click, click...
The sound of the wand falling on the wooden board carried very far in the silence.
Werewolves may have wild nature hidden deep in their hearts, but they are definitely not stupid.
Under the relentless pursuit of the Aurors, those stupid guys were either sent to prison or were "accidentally" killed. It was impossible for them to survive until now, let alone hide their whereabouts across hundreds of kilometers and gather in this area.
A primeval forest far away from the Auror forces of various countries.
As a marginalized group struggling in the shadow corners of society, werewolves have a keener sense of danger than most people.
Compared to this mysterious girl who was always smiling and talking sweetly, Gilderoy Lockhart was as harmless as a Flobber caterpillar.
"Is this... the true strength of the wizarding world?"
Romulus moved his right hand holding the rifle and looked at the smooth-cut tree rings around him.
Not far away from him, the sound of the werewolf wizards' wands falling to the ground undoubtedly announced the end of this confrontation.
Since he accidentally turned into a werewolf, a layer of gauze has been removed from his world. A magical world that he had never imagined appeared before the eyes of this former Soviet Air Force corporal. However, for a long time, he still held on to his belief in his heart.
Some kind of small pride and confidence.
The magical world does not seem to be as developed and intelligent as Romulus imagined. In Romulus' opinion, wizards lack too much common sense in life.
Even those werewolf companions transformed by wizards may not be able to take advantage of firearms.
Werewolf wizards have enviable magical knowledge, and they have experience in using technological creations.
Until this day...
The Strike Witch, who is dangerous, elegant, powerful, and combines science and magic to the extreme, appeared before his eyes.
No wonder those fellow werewolf wizards often say that in the eyes of others, they may be wizards, but in the eyes of other wizards, they are just a group of half-humans and half-animals living at the bottom. Even if the magic world has long developed the wolfsbane potion, they are still still
The bottom batch.
It was obvious that in the upper magical world that Romulus could not see, there was a world that he could not imagine.
Romulus suddenly remembered a rumor, a story he heard from a certain veteran.
In that biting winter, those scientific researchers who disappeared from people's sight were not actually assassinated or kidnapped as the conspiracy theory said.
Many people actually choose to sell their souls to the devil in exchange for enough potatoes, flour, salt, and sugar.
It was precisely by relying on these deals from the devil that billions of people in the former Soviet Union were able to barely survive the famine and avoid being eaten by the greedy capitalists from the outside world. When the avalanche came, they would not follow the red flag of the hammer and sickle.
Stay together in the snow and wind in Moscow.
Romulus took a deep look at the mysterious girl hovering in the air like an elf.
When he first saw the girl's streamlined, beautiful blue and white tail, he felt a sense of familiarity in his heart.
As the bright light blade cut through the surrounding trees, chopped up the interrogation room of the wizards, and the explanation of "Mach" from the mysterious girl's mouth, two words popped up in Romulus's mind for no reason: Barents Sea
Scalpel, Sukhoi Su-27.
Perhaps, he roughly guessed where the devil came from and where the missing scientific researchers are now.
…………
He ignored the werewolves who were silent around him.
Elena waved her hand and took back the confiscated wands.
"Okay, let's call it a day. Lockhart, prepare to return -"
Valkyrie's first expedition requires some trophies. Although as the Fairy Queen and the first shareholder of Ollivander's Wand Shop, she doesn't care about such small things, but from the perspective of reciprocal revenge and symbolic significance,
This process is still quite necessary.
The night of the full moon was coming, and she didn't want to face a group of poor guys who had lost their minds: it would be bad if she accidentally killed someone.
Buzz buzz——
Just when Elena was about to take off again and urged Lockhart to apparate away.
The tarot cards in their pockets suddenly trembled a few times and became a little hot.
Elena and Lockhart looked at each other and took out their own tarot cards from their arms.
Sure enough, the borders of their tarot cards began to flash with golden magic words, like a continuous flow of golden liquid, which looked particularly conspicuous.
This is the initiation signal for an emergency remote meeting of the Major Arcana.
And at this point in time, the high probability of initiating a remote meeting is only...
Elena frowned and lightly touched the [Fool] card in her hand with her wand. The magic was unlocked and entered the temporary meeting. In the center of the card, there were already two small Major Arcanas.
The titles hovered there: [Pope] and [Tower].
Sure enough, it was these two who initiated the emergency meeting! Is there an emergency on the Hyperion?
However, the current environment seems a bit delicate...
Elena looked around at the werewolves listening with their ears upright, and said quickly.
"This is the Fool. I have found Lockhart, and there are dozens of werewolves around..."
"I know your current situation."
Before Elena could finish speaking, Grindelwald interrupted, his voice sounding extremely serious.
"This is a trap, please evacuate immediately——"
Immediately afterwards, he quickly highlighted the key points of the intelligence analysis on Gringotts and the wizards in black, the abnormal movements of Aurors from various countries, and the possible subsequent ambush from all sides. He spoke quickly and clearly, "Double.
"Audio channel" can be played just enough for everyone to hear clearly.
As for the previous differences of opinion between him and Dumbledore, they were naturally unimportant, at least not now.
"So...are the Aurors going into the forest at dawn to hunt?"
"I understand. Don't worry, Lockhart and I will return immediately."
Elena asked for some details from time to time, and after Grindelwald finished speaking, she made a decision without thinking.
"I've changed my mind. You can keep your wands for now -"
She casually threw the pile of trophies back to the feet of the werewolf wizards and said in a cold voice.
"Now seize the time to escape. If you are lucky enough, you can register at Gringotts Wizarding Bank afterwards - Lockhart has told you how to get a loan and register, and the goblins know what to do. Of course, you can also stay where you are.
, wait for the Aurors to come and arrest you."
"As for you, Mr. Gilderoy Lockhart, can you leave now?"
Elena glanced at Lockhart, then at the silent werewolves around her, and spoke calmly.
"The moon is about to rise, and your dream of being a hero should come to an end. The only thing you can do now is to think carefully about the causes of death of those werewolves who died unexpectedly at dawn tomorrow. How much time did you waste trying to be a hero today?
, how much credit can be taken..."
"Wait, leave now? Didn't Mr. Gaota just say -"
"Well, in order to solve the werewolf problem once and for all, the magical governments of half of Europe have united together and launched a general attack at dawn."
Elena's tone did not fluctuate at all, and she whispered coldly, "So? You want everyone in Destiny and the Ministry of Magic of various countries to play hide-and-seek in the forest at dawn to see who can find the werewolf first? That's it.
Yes, Mr. Lockhart."
"Werewolves will not stay quietly and wait for subsequent rescue."
"When the moon fully rises, all werewolves present will immediately transform into wolves, and then run around every corner of the forest..."
"There is only one way now, which is to contact important figures in the International Federation of Wizards, such as Albus Dumbledore, as soon as possible."
Elena paused and glanced at the Tarot cards in her hand, which still shone golden but did not continue to make any sound.
"The Ministry of Magic of various countries has set up a dragnet, and their operation must be successful - the werewolves will definitely be hunted down. The only difference is whether they are alive or dead. If there are people with enough weight to warn them, they probably won't appear.
Too many casualties.”
"But...the current time..."
Gilderoy Lockhart took his pocket watch from his chest and took a look at it.
"Well, maybe it's too late, but at least it can play a little role -"
Elena shrugged and slowly floated towards the sky, unable to resist looking at the hesitant eyes of the werewolves.
"If you really want to change something, remember to detect these anomalies in advance next time... The wizard in black and the foundation have the highest level of resource scheduling rights. I hope next time I can know what will happen, not what is happening.
What. As for this time..."
"Unfortunately, Mr. Lockhart, you had the opportunity to prevent this."
"If you choose to evacuate from the beginning and start investigating the anomaly, you may be able to buy time..."
The Destiny Group carries too much future, and it is impossible for her to put all her companions in danger for an uncertain outcome.
only……
After hesitating for a few seconds, Elena sighed heavily, turned back and shouted loudly to the group of werewolves who were still in a daze.
"What are you still doing? Run! It's impossible for Ministry of Magic officials to monitor every corner of the forest edge - remember not to take the main road -"
"Wait, wait! No one is allowed to go anywhere!"
At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded, interrupting Elena's words.
"If...I mean if when dawn comes, all the werewolves are still gathered in this area..."
Lockhart's arms trembled and his muscles tightened, as if saying these words would consume a lot of his energy.
"Can you repeat the rescue a few months ago and lead the Hyperion to rescue everyone? After the transformation, the werewolves will be very weak, and there will be no safety risks after boarding the ship. As for the follow-up stay...
…By that time, the gathering of black wizards should also be completed.”
"Well, what do you think? Are you worried about insufficient firepower?"
Elena raised her eyebrows and pointed at the huge cut trees around her.
"This ending sounds okay, somewhat like the Major Arcana, but the key is where is the missing piece of 'what if'?"
"I--"
"Um?"
"The real difference between werewolves and wolves is behavior. Real wolves are not very aggressive. But werewolves are different. Werewolves almost exclusively target humans and will attack like crazy when humans are nearby - of course.
, provided the prey doesn’t look dangerous.”
"Before you work out a new plan, I will continue to stay here and try my best to 'persuade' them not to leave."
The young "Hanged Man" let out a breath and calmly looked at the witch suspended in mid-air.
"So...I am the missing piece of 'if', Miss Fool."
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