Hogwarts Wandering Wizard

Old Qiao took a puff of his pipe. Under the dim sky, the tobacco in the pipe emits a red light.

He blew out a plume of thick smoke, tapped the pipe on the leg of the chair, and his expression became serious: "You are right, something is not quite right."

Looking back at the surroundings, there were only five guards present. Old Qiao couldn't help but frown: "It's strange, why are there no people?"

The young man's eyes followed him and he said with a nonchalant expression: "Boss, Dan and Bernie just entered the police station. Carew sent Andre home. Bob, eh? Bob? Where’s the Bo man?”

"Forget it! Eddie." Old Joe took out the revolver, checked the bullets, inserted it into his waist again, and put away the pipe: "Let's go over and take a look first. Maybe it's just the priests who slept to death. .”

The young man Eddie nodded, filled the bullets of his pistol, and followed Old Joe towards the side entrance of the church.

Because of some conflicts between Father Varian and Hans Melanwell, people from the Security Department have not come to the church to pray for a long time. In addition, the church has become a lot richer over the years, and many places have been renovated. After searching for a long time, the two found the side entrance of the church.

As soon as they entered, Old Joe and Eddie covered their noses. A strong smell of blood penetrated their noses, and they looked at half a beef cow hanging in the room.Eddie was so angry that he picked up the sharp knife inserted on the chopping board and stabbed it hard into the ribs of the beef: "Shet, we poor people can only eat black bread, but these fat people actually eat steak every day?"

Old Qiao pulled out the pistol from his waist and approached the kitchen door with a solemn expression. He pulled up the pulley on his heel to minimize the sound of his footsteps and whispered to Eddie who was still stabbing at the beef: "Something's wrong. Pay attention. This is not the smell of cow blood."

Eddie was startled when he heard this, and the knife in his hand slipped. Fortunately, he was still young, with sharp eyesight and quick thinking, and a good body. He reached down with his left hand and clamped the blade of the knife with two fingers.

Old Qiao was relieved when he saw him catching the knife. He carefully opened the door and moved towards the inside of the church.

When Eddie behind him took out the knife from his fingers, he still couldn't help but hissed. Looking at the bright red flowing out from the small opening at the base of his middle finger and ring finger, he stretched out his tongue and licked the oozing blood, and then He followed Lao Qiao out without caring.

………………

Hans rushed to the second floor with his two subordinates, and looked at Eric, who was carrying a chair and sitting at the door of the arsenal, wiping the strange weapons they picked up in the morning, and raised their guns together.

The police chief took a deep breath and looked at Eric, whose expression was still calm, as if he hadn't seen the three of them. He asked in a low voice: "Mr. Foley, what a coincidence, I didn't know you wanted to do it at the door of my office." do what?"

Without raising his head, Eric raised the crossbow, brought it to his mouth, breathed a sigh of relief, and wiped it carefully with a cloth several times, as if there was something on the crossbow.

After wiping it several times, he finally moved his hand away and looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction. He gestured with the crossbow to cover half of his face, and looked from the sharp bow blade to the person standing at the corner of the stairs. Sheriff Hans, who was holding his gun at all times, chuckled and said: "Sir, Sheriff, actually you already have doubts about me. I don't think we need to be so hypocritical and polite anymore. Yes, I am a police officer." wizard!"

Hans didn't seem to expect Eric to be so calm. He couldn't help but be surprised for a few seconds. Then he recovered and pointed the gun at Eric who was still sitting: "In that case, I won't follow you either." I'm beating around the bush, Mr. Foley..."

"There has always been a demon lurking in my town, and the Sheriff, as the local police chief, still doesn't know about it! This is really ironic!"

Eric interrupted him, sat up straight, and looked down at the three people below who raised their guns: "Oh, by the way, I also met the devil at noon today. After I pressed him, he told me In the years since he came to your town, he has done some... some of the more tragic things for you. Among them is the story of a woman named Flavia Luna. I believe you will be very moved. interest."

Hearing this name, Sheriff Hans below felt as if he had been hit hard. The hand holding the gun seemed to be shocked by electricity, and the black muzzle of the gun kept shaking.

But the next moment he came to his senses, his left hand held his trembling right hand again, and the trembling muzzle of the gun became stable, but the expression on his eyes and face was not as calm as his hand.

"How dare you...mention this name!"

He made a low sound from his mouth and aimed at Eric's head.

"Except your weapons!"

A wand appeared in Eric's hand, and three red lights instantly hit the three people below, knocking all their pistols away, drawing an arc and bouncing to the bottom of the stairs.

"I don't like it when someone points a gun at me. It feels terrible!"

Instead of filling the cup, when Hans and the three men pointed guns at him, a fragment of memory suddenly appeared in Eric's mind. A man with a strange transparent metal mask squatted in front of him and pointed the gun at him. It hit his forehead, which gave him a strange feeling of irritation.

After pinching his eyebrows and suppressing the discomfort, Eric continued to look at the three people downstairs.

The moment Hans' two subordinates saw the red light, they called out wizard twice, but before they could take out the pistols under their armpits, their actions were stopped by Hans.

He looked up at Eric sitting on the second floor, panting and asked: "Tell me, you took our guns away just to arouse my anger, go on, let me listen, What can you know?"

Eric raised his wand and fired two rays of gray-white light at the two guards behind him, causing their legs to merge automatically, his hands close to the seam of his trousers, and he fell down on the stairs in an upright posture.

After doing all this, he stood up, holding a huge sonic crossbow in his right hand and a wand in his left hand, and walked step by step towards Sheriff Hans below.

As he walked down, Hans also stepped back slowly until he stepped on the floor. Eric also put away his wand, signaling him not to get excited.

Seeing the mixture of anger, nervousness, alertness and expectation on his face, Eric leaned into his ear and whispered a few words.

The expression on Chief Hans's face could have been compared to a table of mahjong, but after hearing Eric's whisper, his expression instantly froze, leaving only a dull expression.

After being stunned for more than ten seconds, he suddenly came to his senses and looked at Eric, who was still standing on the stairs a little taller than him. He kept shaking his head with an expression of disbelief on his face and staggered back. After a few steps, he stumbled over two subordinates who fell to the ground stiffly.

Immediately, he hurriedly climbed up, hugged his head, kept rubbing his golden hair, and whispered nervously: "Impossible, this is impossible... How could this be possible?"

As he spoke, the expression on his face suddenly became violent again, and he drew a blunderbuss from his armpit again and pointed it at Eric: "You lied to me, you must be lying to me... You guys are not the same as others. Witch who colludes with hell, why did I choose to listen to you just now? You are obviously a demon who plays with people's hearts."

With that said, he turned on the safety and pulled the trigger on Eric.

"Bang~"

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In the church, Old Joe and Eddie were groping in the dark corridor.

"Old Qiao, do you think there is something wrong with the minds of these people in the church? It's not even evening yet. Why do you think these guys have drawn the curtains completely invisible?"

In the darkness, Eddie stumbled as he walked, kicking some small things from time to time. Since they never made any noise, he didn't pay attention.But it happened more than a dozen times in a row, and he couldn't help but complain.

Because his family is poor, his nutritional intake is not very good, and he suffers from night blindness. Because he can carry a light when patrolling at night, there have been no accidents.But now in the church, I can't see my fingers, and I keep kicking things...

The unknown often breeds fear and doubt, and he was a little nervous.

"Keep your voice down. If you kick something, you will hit something. What's the surprise? There is the church hall in front of you. I can already hear the sound of reciting. We will check it later. If there is nothing abnormal, we will retreat quietly. Otherwise, let's go back. The boss knows that we sneaked into the church, so he might punish us."

Old Qiao hit Eddie with his elbow impatiently and continued to touch forward.

Eddie, who was asking for boredom, shrugged his shoulders, said okay helplessly, and continued to bend down and take steps.

But this time, he was not so lucky. As soon as his right foot landed, he felt that he had stepped on a round object. Before he could hold back his strength, his foot slipped and he fell to the ground. ground.

Because the five fingers were stretched open and stretched to the ground, the wound on the finger root that had just been cut by the knife was even wider, and a sharp pain of flesh tearing entered his mind.

"Can you still do good things?"

Old Qiao finally turned around impatiently and pulled Eddie up from the ground: "I will retire next month, and I will let you patrol the night alone. What should you do?"

Eddie cursed inwardly with dissatisfaction. Feeling the sticky liquid he touched while supporting himself on the ground, he couldn't help complaining: "Isn't there a light? If not, there is a dog... Oh, what is this?" This thing is so slimy and disgusting."

Just as he was about to wipe his dirty hands on the wall next to him, Lao Qiao suddenly took his hand, carefully brought it under his nose and smelled it. His expression in the darkness suddenly became solemn, and he said warily: "No, Eddie. This smells like human blood!”

Just as he finished speaking, the doors to the church hall and corridors suddenly opened, and a strange gust of wind blew out of the hall, narrowing their eyes.

In the dark and hazy hall, someone walked to the door and turned to look at Old Joe and Eddie.

When the evil wind passed, Lao Qiao and the two finally regained their sight. Looking at the figure standing at the door of the hall, the expressions on their faces changed...

(tps: Who is the last figure?

A: Will Billy

B: Varian

C: Demon Valen

D:Mayor Myron Will

E: Flavia Luna

F: One of the Belen couple

G: Any one from Volume [-])