Hogwarts Archmage

Chapter 235 Unlucky Person 2

Crabbe and Goyle sat blankly on the familiar bed frame, while a group of people below were applying healing magic to the five freshly injured people.

The clothes I just changed have become a bit tattered, but since they are new clothes, they can still be repaired, so it is not a big problem.

But everyone is obviously not in the mood to repair their clothes at the moment.

They set their target in an area that no one had touched before, where there was an abandoned harbor. The group planned to find a way to make a ship there, and then go to sea to the other side of the strait, but after an apparition...

Crabbe could swear that he had never seen such a big ship in his life. There were many, many Muggle planes on the ship---they were familiar with this thing. Not only that, before they successfully used the confusion spell, everything on the ship was... A piercing siren has sounded.

They also saw more weapons besides the machine guns that day, some in their arms, some in their hands, and some on stands that needed someone to control them.

I don’t know the wattage, but it felt like a searchlight that was more dazzling than the sun shone directly on them. A guy in military uniform loudly asked them what they were doing, and only counted three. Crabblian Without even finishing his words, the other party waved his hand. There was a piercing sound of firecrackers in his ears and something hit the Iron Armor Curse. Several unlucky guys who were not good enough were knocked to the ground.

A group of people whose minds were blown away jumped directly into the sea in a panic, and then returned to the place where they left less than 5 minutes ago.

A younger, middle-aged wizard came over and handed him a glass of water: "Mr. Crabbe, there is a wizard... I'm afraid he can't save his left hand... We are short of medicine."

Crabbe took the water and took a sip, moistened his dry lips and mouth, and said with some difficulty: "Think of a way, then think of a way... If it doesn't work, just take the amputated arm back... The master will definitely do it. There is a way...yes! Master will definitely have a way!"

When it came to Voldemort, Crabbe finally regained some energy, as if just that person's name could bring hope to everyone. He shouted to encourage everyone: "We must go back, we have received so many After suffering, we return to our master, and he will definitely reward us!”

At this point, not only him, but everyone was refreshed and felt that there was hope for survival again.

There was a cry from the other side, and they finally removed the guy's arm.

After stopping the bleeding and briefly bandaging him, everyone started a new round of discussions.

They can't go to the east coast. They are only now considering their omission last time. That place is closest to the east continent. In their minds, Walder must have sent heavy troops to guard those places. Instead of doing this...

Gore reached out and drew a simple map on the ground that only he could understand. He casually drew a few lines and said confidently:

"We are going to the North Sea. Azkaban was destroyed by that monster, and that place is very close to the dementor's lair. No one will go to the prison island. We go to the nearby place to prepare and pass directly through the island. Make a few ships and go to the Eastern Continent through the vicinity of the pole!"

Everyone agreed happily, and Ma En, who glanced at them casually, covered his forehead in pain.

Lying behind him and looking at the parchment exported by Ma En, he also felt speechless for a while.

"I think we may have made a mistake..." Margery said carefully.

Ma En rubbed his beating eyebrows: "I don't know whether we overestimated their IQ or they overestimated their own IQ. Since they have already obtained the clothes, why don't they just go to a random seaport? Traveling by boat?? And for wizards, will documents and money be a problem? Why do they have to steal it!?"

"Because...the leaders are two idiots?" Hermione asked tentatively.

"I should have killed them directly from the beginning. These two idiots... No, I even think using the word idiot to describe them is an insult to the word idiot. They are just two uncivilized, complete monkeys!"

Esther walked to the coffee table, took a glass of water and handed it to Ma En: "My dear, if you kill two of them, make sure that the remaining people will go to Voldemort honestly instead of finding a place to hide. Seclusion?"

Ma En felt that his heart was very tired, so he took the tea and took a sip. After suppressing his anger, he said: "This is the problem... It is also one of the reasons why I chose the first batch of prisoners. These two people are dead set on Voldemort." And they were stupid, but I didn’t expect that they were so stupid that in the end it was very likely that we would fall short.”

"We can't help it. It's too late for us to drain their brains now. We can only watch a comedy show. Weren't you still very interested in tossing them in the morning? Fortunately, you don't have to do anything now..."

"I don't want this luck..."

While listening to their conversation, Margery began to sit on the sofa and lowered her head to think. After thinking for a while, she took a piece of paper and started writing and drawing.

"Margaery? Have you come up with any good ideas?"

"No, I just want to develop a smart drug... It's not difficult."

Ma En: "..."

Good guy, this is not difficult...

While several people were chatting in the living room, the clock on the wall had already moved towards one o'clock in the afternoon. Hermione looked up and left the tea house with a stack of books. She had classes this afternoon and had to do business.

Esther actually has one, but she is in the second period, and she does not have Hermione's professionalism. She also prepares messy things in advance. She always uses whatever is on hand. She directly learns the spells every year. Write it on a piece of paper and teach it one by one from the beginning. Anyway, the little things in the lower grades are nothing.

"Margery, don't you have any classes this afternoon?" Ma En asked, looking at Margery who was thinking and taking notes.

Margery waved her hand without even raising her head: "No today...don't make any noise, I have an idea..."

Ma En opened his mouth, feeling a little bored, and walked gently around behind her, and looked at the prescription written by Margaery.

"Sage...swift's eyes...grass fruit..." Ma En thought slowly in his mind, wondering what these things had to do with the so-called smart medicine.

After waiting for a long time, Margaery finally put down the quill in her hand, and Ma En asked curiously: "Is this the smart drug?"

"That's right...but it can only improve your IQ for a short period of time. It's just a beggar's version of a blessing elixir."

"..."

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