Shenhao's Journey to Myriad Worlds

Hearing Lu Ping's words, Wang Xuebin looked at him with pity, shook his head faintly, and said softly:

"It's still early, and it's not interesting to go back to school too early. This holiday, I'll show you something you've never seen before..."

Lu Ping, who was still immersed in Beauxbaton's happy time, did not hear the deep meaning in Wang Xuebin's words, excitedly held Wang Xuebin's hand, and asked happily:

"Okay, okay! Where are we going next? Is it going to another magic academy?

I know there is also a magic academy in Northern Europe called Durmstrang, it seems to be in Bulgaria, shall we go there? "

Seeing Lu Ping's excited expression, Wang Xuebin chuckled, shook his head slightly, and said softly:

"No, no one knows the location of Durmstrang College except their fresh teachers and students, and I can't find where it is. That's not where we went!"

"Where is that? Is it the American Ivanimo? Or is it a magic institute in Japan? Could it be that you are going to teach your hometown, China?"

Looking at Lu Ping who was very lively and jumping, Wang Xuebin hooked the corner of his mouth, tightened the little paw he handed over, raised his head and said softly:

"Look forward, it's going to be a journey like you've never experienced before!

By the way, don't blame me for not reminding you, instead of asking this and that here now, it's better to take the opportunity to go through the magic combat knowledge I taught you in your head, otherwise, it will be too late! "

"What? Why is it too late? Are we going to ~wow~..."

"Apparition!"

'whoosh~'

A gust of cold wind blew by, and Wang Xuebin and Lu Ping disappeared in place. Only the half-sentence that hadn't been finished was still drifting to an unknown distance with the wind.

......

In the Scottish Highlands of the United Kingdom, there is a place called Fairy Canyon, where the scenery is pleasant, just like a fairyland in a fairy tale, hence the name.

The Fairy Canyon is a bit remote, and the popularity is not high. Without the recommendation of the locals, few tourists can find this place.

But just today, the beautiful Fairy Canyon was filled with groups of uninvited guests!

They wore black robes, pointed hats, masks with various strange patterns on their faces, and held wooden sticks of different lengths in their hands. Sturdy people tied with twine.

Most of these people are villagers living in nearby villages and towns. Their ancestors have lived here for generations and depended on farming for a living.

Those who rarely come into contact with the metropolis never imagined that one day they would suffer the torture they are today for no reason.

Did World War III break out?

These villagers could never have imagined that the reason they suffered all this was simply because of their blood, because they were lowly Muggles.

Just because they are lowly Muggles, they have to kneel here with their bloody hands bound!

Just because they are lowly Muggles, they have to shoulder the responsibility of pleasing noble pureblood wizards!

Today is the monthly carnival day of the Death Eaters, the day of hunting Muggles.

This event was spontaneously held by the Death Eaters, and it was a reward for some of the Death Eaters who were able to do things well.

Just today, these rewarded Death Eaters can inflict any torture they want on these Muggles who are called prey.

Of course, the premise is that you have to catch Muggles!

Prey, prey, are naturally captured. Without the hard work, how can we experience the joy of a good harvest?

"Okay, friends, our hunting ceremony is about to begin!"

"Wow!"

"woohoo~"

"Yeah~"

A Death Eater with a medieval crow-doctor mask on his face pointed his wand at the sky and fired a Dark Mark.

Under the cover of the Dark Mark, this group of fanatical Death Eaters cheered in unison!

They waved the magic wands in their hands, scattered all kinds of colorful spells wantonly around, and for a while, the beautiful valley was reflected by various colors in a somewhat strange color.

The leading Death Eater had long been accustomed to this, stepped forward, and cut the rope binding the Muggles with some kind of magic.

He got up and shouted loudly:

"Run away! Howl! Despicable Muggles! Use your all to please our great pureblood!"

A different kind of carnival has begun!

Chapter 531 "Are you ready to fight?"

In the inaccessible Fairy Canyon, streams of bright blood flowed into the clear lake water from all directions, fainting with a rosy glow, reflecting traces of scarlet light.

In the small canyon, people's voices were clamoring wantonly, and each Muggle fled in all directions using hands and feet.

All the rampant Death Eaters, the wands in their hands scattered various unknown spells, seeming to drive them away, to vent their excitement and arrogance.

The feeling of being above their own kind is really intoxicating to them...

Do not!

Not the same kind!

We are noble wizards, darlings of magic!

How can a group of lowly Muggles be compared to us?

The role of Muggles is for us to have fun!

Muggle hunting events like this should be held from time to time!

Why, as the darlings of magic, we have to hide and be bound by some unknown so-called wizard secrecy laws?

Why should we give up our survival resources for a group of muggles?

We who have magical power should stand at the top of the world and enjoy all the rights that God has given us!

Why curl up in a small wizarding world, and worry about the existence of Muggles, for fear that everything in the wizarding world will harm and affect Muggles?

Shouldn't it be the glory of those short-sighted Muggles to be affected by wizards' power damage?

Those stupid Muggles, even if everything is in front of them, they will only use the clumsy excuse of 'science' to explain all the usual phenomena in the wizarding world.

We born holy wizards, why should we care what happens to a bunch of idiots?