The Memoirs of Cultivating Immortals

Chapter 219
Cornwall, located at the southwestern tip of the Isle of England, has a winding and beautiful coastline, pleasant scenery, and clean and delicate beaches. It is a summer tourist resort in the UK.

At this time, the night was dark, and Harry Potter, who had been cast with the Constant Invisibility Charm, was standing on an unnamed beach in Cornwall, leaning against the reef, waiting quietly.

He was wearing slightly thinner clothes, with a shoulder bag on his shoulders, a holly wand in his hand, and a Bluetooth headset in his ears.

"Mr. Li Ang, haven't those people you mentioned come yet?"

"almost."

In the Bluetooth headset, Li Ang's voice seemed casual, "The satellite map shows that they still have a 3-minute drive, now take out the camera from the bag."

Although confused, Harry still kept his mouth shut. Following Li Ang's instructions, he took out the camera equipment from his shoulder bag, adjusted it, turned on the camera mode, and waited patiently.

After a long time, there was the sound of a car, and a green jeep drove down the road. The rubber tires rolled over the sparse weeds, stained with fine sand, and drove to the beach.

With a swipe, the car door opened, and seven pale-faced men stepped out.

This group of men are all tall and strong, wearing the extremely uniform uniform of the British Scotland Yard police officers, and their temperament is as cold and stiff as iron stone. One can't help but guess the real purpose of this jeep coming here.

Harry hid beside the rock, watching them suspiciously.

In the Bluetooth headset, Li Ang reprimanded: "What are you doing in a daze? Hurry up!"

"oh oh."

Harry hurriedly picked up the camera and pointed it at them.

This young wizard, who was no longer naive, could feel the smoldering blood in these people's bones.

They were all werewolves, those werewolf police officers recruited by the Thirteen Blood Clans.

The leading strong man seemed to have noticed something, frowned, raised his head, and twitched his nose, trying to smell a strange smell in the salty sea breeze.

However, the effectiveness of the Constant Invisibility Spell had exceeded the limits of what he could perceive, so everything went on as usual and the plan went ahead.

The strong man took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it. The red light was particularly conspicuous under the dark night, "Hurry up and take that thing down, what are you waiting for?"

The subordinates carried out the order without saying a word. They dragged a large black cloth bag from the car. The protruding outline of the cloth bag blended into the night, making it indistinct.

A certain werewolf picked up the cloth bag, and there was still a "wow" sound in the cloth bag, and the outline of the bag was constantly changing. The thing inside should be a living thing.

The thick-soled boots of the anti-pack werewolf stepped on the soft sand, leaving a long string of footprints. He glanced at the coastline, "Is it okay to put it here?"

"Just put it here."

The leader of the werewolf glanced at it and said impatiently: "Hurry up and work, it's really cold in here."

Others quietly started to move, and they took a lot of tool parts from the car, including but not limited to video cameras, tripods, police fluorescent tape, and so on.

Harry watched as these werewolves carved out a stretch of sand, arranged a fluorescent barrier around it, set up a tripod inside the barrier, and set up the camera on it.

Immediately, the werewolves opened the cloth bag.

Inside the cloth bag was a boy.

More precisely, a four-year-old boy from the Middle East.

He was wearing ordinary old clothes, his hands and feet were tied with pieces of cloth, and his mouth was stuffed with cloth, and he kept shedding tears because of fear and hesitation.

Harry, who was standing behind the reef in the distance and holding up the camera, froze. He looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't believe his eyes.

The werewolves looked at the boy with indifferent eyes, bathed in the deserted sea breeze, and watched him sobbing softly.

A certain tall werewolf murmured, "Tsk tsk, blood lords are really reckless, food with such a high concentration of blood is used for show."

The other werewolf shook his head, and said indifferently: "Hehe, if it wasn't for the pursuit of perfect results, this child would have been raised by blood masters long ago and used as a private blood bank."

"Stop complaining, as long as this refugee child is drowned, thrown on the beach and posed for a photo, saying that he was shipwrecked during a smuggling boat, the world's sympathy for refugees will rise to the extreme in a short time."

The leader of the werewolf said so, throwing cigarette butts on the ground at will and crushing them with his boots, "The King's Cross incident last time caused a lot of noise in the UK. The people continued to be patient.

The child's parents, brothers and sisters were facing the fate of being deported back to China.

Now as long as he dies and the people shed tears of sympathy for him, Middle Eastern refugees from all over the UK and even Europe can stay. What a deal this is—if he can understand English, he will surely raise his hands feet agreed. "

The words of the werewolf leader caused another burst of laughter. A werewolf stood up, lifted the Middle Eastern boy from the ground, and tore off all the cloth strips that bound him.

A long string of Arabic begging for mercy came out of the boy's mouth. He cried helplessly, seeing the smiles on the corners of the werewolves' mouths, and awkwardly began to communicate in English, "help, help."

"Hahaha, so you know English?"

The werewolf laughed and grabbed the boy's neck, walked into the sea, and pushed his head into the waist-deep water.

Harry Potter took a step subconsciously, but Leon's lazy voice came from the Bluetooth headset, "Mr. Potter, what are you doing?"

"Stop them."

"You can't beat them." Li Ang said indifferently: "You are a student of Hogwarts, have received professional education, and know the horror of werewolves.

Unlike those werewolves in the wild who had never seen blood and fought by instinct alone, the werewolf police officers at Scotland Yard had been receiving the benefits of blood clans for many years, and they could receive a share of divine blood every month.

Their sorcery resistance is far beyond your imagination, and even the most seasoned and fierce Aurors can't guarantee that they can outperform these werewolves in a one-on-two battle. "

Li Ang paused and explained the facts calmly, "In other words, once you release the witchcraft, you will break the invisibility spell I cast on you, and those werewolves will swarm you and tear you to pieces."

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Harry was silent, he knew what Leon said was true.

The child's struggle obviously couldn't match the brute force of an adult werewolf. One second, two seconds, the werewolf's suit was stained with white foam by the rising and falling waves. He whistled carelessly, enduring the fishy smell of the sea breeze.

"I asked you to come here just so that you could take a video of Scotland Yard police officers persecuting refugee children and making perjury."

Li Ang's voice was like magic, bewitching Harry's mind, "You don't need to take action, just stay where you are, quietly waiting for the incident to happen, and then spread the video after the werewolves recede, the blood clan's conspiracy It will not break itself."

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Harry gritted his teeth and looked at the continuous splashing waves on the sea in the distance. The camera on his hand was still silently filming everything, like an excellent observer.

Just observation is enough.

"Without sacrifice, there is no victory, Mr. Potter." Leon said calmly: "Think about your relatives who were persecuted by refugees from the Middle East, think about those British people who died tragically under the knife, they are your compatriots, they are Someone you really need to care about."

"...One size fits all, Mr. Li Ang."

Harry exhaled heavily, put the camera on the reef, pulled out his wand, pointed at the werewolf, and shouted, "Disarm!"

(End of this chapter)