Shenhao's Journey to Myriad Worlds

Although Lily is innocent and kind, she is never ignorant. She knows that if the wizard who left just heard what she said, it will probably cause trouble to her parents, so she just mutters in a low voice, and no one can hear what she is saying. .

"Lily"

Seeing his daughter's aggrieved expression, Mr. Evans stepped forward to hold her by the shoulder, wanting to comfort her. He knew the two daughters very well, so he could naturally guess what the daughter was talking about.

"Don't be sad, there will be people without quality everywhere, don't deny a group for the sake of one person, I believe that the vast majority of people in the wizarding world are kind."

"Expel the blood of mud, defend the glory of wizards!

Drive out the blood of mud and defend the glory of wizards!

Drive out the blood of mud and defend the glory of wizards! "

Before Mr. Evans finished speaking, the face-slapping people came.

It was a group of people wearing black wizard robes and very tall black pointed hats. They all wore different metal masks on their faces.

The mask is like a skull, with a stiff and painful expression, like a howling soul. Most of the masks are black, and some are metallic primary colors, but no matter what the color, they are all engraved with strange patterns.

Holding torches in their hands, this group of people marched slowly while shouting slogans in a deep voice, rampaging all the way, and would rudely push people aside when they saw them.

"Expel the blood of mud, defend the glory of wizards"

"mother"

This gesture of religious fanaticism really terrified the young Lily and Petunia. Since childhood, the sisters have never seen such a weird and cult scene.

"Quick, Lily, get behind me!"

Hearing the slogans shouted by these strangely dressed wizards, Mr. Evans' heart sank instantly.

He quickly pulled his wife and Lily's children behind him, and looked warily at a group of fanatical followers of the pure blood supremacy organization rushing in front of him.

"Expel the blood of mud, defend the glory of wizards"

The group of people moved forward slowly step by step, like a well-disciplined army, wands in hands raised to their chests, and in the middle of the Death Eaters, someone was dragging something.

"mmmmmmm"

Mr. Evans saw clearly that it was a person, a person who kept struggling but couldn't speak.

The man was struggling desperately, wanting to cry out for help, but he didn't know what kind of spell had been cast on him, the upper and lower lips had already grown together, and he couldn't make any sound except for a vague murmur.

"uh"

Mrs. Evans had only heard the sharp and piercing sound when slaughtering cattle and sheep on the farm. The scene at this time immediately brought back bad memories for Mrs. Evans.

"that is"

I saw the group of Death Eaters who dragged them all the way to the door of Gringotts, and the leader waved his wand.

The person who was escorted was instantly lifted up to a height of about three meters, and was fixed there in a strange posture.

"Mr. William"

That's right, Mr. William, a Muggle-born wizard postman William who is over forty years old but always has the idea of ​​eating soft food.

Because of his birth, he couldn't find a decent job.

Even if he is lucky enough to become a postman of the post office, he cannot do the work of sending and receiving letters like ordinary postmen, and can only do some chores that others are unwilling to do.

Ever since he graduated from Hogwarts!

But today, those Death Eaters are not even willing to let this group of wizards called Mudbloods take over their chores. Their only purpose is to expel everything about Muggles!

"Nowadays"

The leader of the Death Eaters, wearing an exquisite mask on his head and speaking a hoarse voice, was at the very center of Diagon Alley, at the gate of Gringotts, in front of countless wizards, to conduct an investigation on this Mudblood. trial

That's right, it's the trial!

In the eyes of these Death Eaters, a Muggle-born person who can use magic is a great crime in itself!

"We are gathered together, and here we are going to perform a sacred ceremony"

The leader of the Death Eaters waved his wand, and William's body, which was nailed in mid-air, also turned over in various twisted arcs along with the Death Eater's wand.

Listening to the piercing grinding sound, it is not difficult to guess that the bones on William's body have been broken little by little under the magic of the Death Eaters.

"The ritual is to give the Mudblood who stole the wizard's power the punishment he deserves."

The chief shouted, and the rest of the Death Eaters joined in.

"Defend the glory of wizards!"

"Defend the glory of wizards!"

"Defend the glory of wizards!"

The shouts were like a series of reminders, not only destroying William's spirit, but also destroying the hearts of bystanders.

More than [-] wizards were present, watching a mere [-] Death Eaters, but no one dared to stand up and stop their atrocities.

"Tell me loudly, what should I do with this damn Mudblood!!!"

The leader cast a loud spell, which overwhelmed the shouts of the rest of the Death Eaters. Upon hearing the leader's words, the rest of the Death Eaters raised their wands and shot evil Dark Marks towards the sky.

"Burn him!"

"Burn him!"

The leader seemed to enjoy the call very much. He spread his arms and made a gesture of intoxication. Seeing this scene, the Death Eaters immediately became more fanatical.

"Burn him!"

"Burn him!"

The voices became louder and louder. Suddenly, the leader of the Death Eaters turned his head, shot his eyes at the people watching, and asked loudly with menacing eyes:

"What's your opinion?"

As he said that, he also took out the wand that belonged to William, held it up high, and stretched it to the torch beside him, and sent this wand, which had been used for 30 years but had never been damaged, into the raging fire.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!!"

With a mournful sob, the last gleam of light in William's eyes disappeared, and he was limp in the air, without the slightest desire to survive.

"Ma'am, please tell me what your opinion is"