curse the world at hogwarts

Unlike Diagon Alley, Knockturn Alley is not an alley in the traditional sense, but an area that is as intricate and crisscrossed as a spider web.

So it should be called "Spider End Alley"?

Snape: Shut up!

After following the old witch around for a long time, Rhine no longer had any hope for his sense of direction.

At the same time, he finally understood why this place could breed dark elements who dared to attack Harry Potter, even though it was under the nose of the Ministry of Magic.

What's more, they may not only rely on terrain advantages, but also with certain people in the Ministry of Magic...

Eh?

Rhine suddenly remembered that the old witch who tried to abduct Harry in the original story also had a plate of human nails?

The darkness of the magical world is beyond what Rhine can read.

Of course, Harry, who has the aura of the Son of the Plane and the protection of Voldemort's contemporary boss Hagrid, will not disappear in this vast alley, but there is only one Harry Potter in this world.

Calmly, Rhine's hand gently pressed on the suitcase.

"Kick-"

The slight sound attracted Gomez's attention. He looked at the lock that Rhine had turned to wizard mode in surprise, and nodded slightly to Rhine.

In a place like this, no precaution is too much.

But Gomes didn't expect that Rhine thought deeper than he understood...

After going around for a while, the old witch led them into an old doorway and knocked on the wooden door in front of her a few times.

It was very rhythmic, and Rhine memorized it silently.

After a while, a small observation window opened on the wooden door, revealing an eye with green light.

"The Gallon merchant is here," the old witch said.

Is this some kind of incision?

Rhine couldn't help but laugh at himself, how dare he be regarded as the person who prints money?

In a sense, what the old witch said was not unreasonable.

The tightness of the underground world was revealed at this moment. Although the old witch was obviously familiar with the person inside the door, the two still made a series of incisions.

Rhine knew that if the old witch was suspicious or had ulterior motives, then information that was detrimental to him would reach the opposite ear in person.

But so far, everything still looks good. The wooden door quickly opened, revealing a big man with too thick hair, and let the three people in.

When he walked into the room, Rhine really thought he was back in Azkaban.

Not even a single candle was lit in the dark space. Only the faint skylight coming in through the narrow window made it possible to vaguely see the silhouettes of more than a dozen people.

Gomes complained in a low voice: "Aren't you afraid of blinding yourself?"

The big man who led the way laughed loudly, but did not consider Gomez's comments as offensive. Instead, he ushered them into the back room very grandly.

There, there were several timid little animals huddled up, under the care of an adult, waiting for the visitor to choose.

Gomez's pupils shrank. Not only did he see a few house elves, he also saw a few sobbing children!

"Chong-"

Gomez's left thumb moved almost instinctively, and he was about to pull out the thin sword hanging from his waist under the cloak, but he woke up at the last moment.

Now is not a good time to act bravely.

But Rhine's pupils had just recovered from the sudden contraction, and he looked back at the big man leading the way with a gloomy expression.

"Just these few?" He seemed not satisfied with the product version.

The big man smiled and said: "I can pull some more for you to choose from, but you have to test your strength."

Rhine nodded and nodded to Gomez expressionlessly, and Gomez took out a large cowhide bag from his arms.

As soon as the bag was opened, a golden light flashed in the weak skylight.

Gold galleons.

A look of greed instantly appeared in the big man's green pupils, but he was forced back by Rhine's wand that slipped into his hand.

Even if you are a black man and you are a black man, you must also focus on your strength.

Facing Rhine, who killed 27 Death Eaters by himself, the big man didn't think he could avoid the punishment of impulsiveness.

He yelled a few times outside, and then heard those people opening some kind of passage and getting in.

What these people didn't know was that a black figure they couldn't see also entered the tunnel and soon returned to Rhine's body, telling him the whole story in detail.

Not long after, several house elves were brought in in a string and pushed in front of Rhine.

Rhine knelt down and stretched out his left hand as if to touch the house elf to verify its quality, but suddenly he turned his arm, touched the corner of the mouth of the child next to him, and opened his lips!

"What are you doing?" The big man jumped up and roared as if he had been stabbed by a needle.

"Pah~pah——!"

A magic spell suddenly emerged from Rhine's armpit and struck the big man in the face!

God has no shadow!

However, the big man took a sharp strike with his big face. Half of his head was not cut off, but his face was torn apart horribly, and he ran away wailing.

"This defense...this body hair..."

Gomez didn't react until this moment. He stared and took out the rapier at his waist and the wand in his arms.

"Werewolf?!!!"

"That's right." Rhine replied coldly, showing him his discovery.

At the corner of the child's mouth that he pulled away, Gomez saw a fang that was obviously longer than a human's.

This child...is infected by a werewolf!

"How did you find out?"

Gomez asked while raising his sword defensively at the adults who were originally accompanying the animals.

The light here was dim, and he asked himself that Rhine's eyesight was not much better than his own.

"Because of him..." Rhine pointed to the adult who was giving a French military salute to Gomes, "Why did you come here? Isn't the experimental subsidy I gave you enough to squander? Remus?"

Yes.

The adult who was among the werewolves and responsible for comforting the bitten children... was none other than Remus Lupin, whom he had not seen during the holidays.

It was when he noticed him when he entered the house that Rhine suddenly realized that he had entered a wolf's den.

When asked by his boss, a wry smile appeared on Lu Ping's face: "Recently, all parties are not at peace. Dumbledore needs me to observe. By the way..."

Rhine was speechless. What do you mean by a bad guy?

Of course, he was not qualified to criticize Lupine like this, and he was no better.

After a few words, Gomes realized that he was one of his own, and chaos began outside.

The big man who escaped quickly notified the other werewolves, and waves of terrifying roars rang out in the dark house.

"What to do?" Gomez said.

Rhine flicked his wand: "You can't control what you can't see. Now that you can see it... you have to control it."

Moreover, hadn't he lamented before that except for the naive old man Gomez and the old pervert Hannibal, there were not enough manpower in the magic world?

Wouldn't someone prepare it and deliver it directly to your door?

"Okay!" Gomez is now more thoughtful, but still does not change his simple sense of justice, "How to fight?"

"Bam—!"

As soon as he asked, Lupine was knocked out by Rhine's magic spell and hit the corner without moving.

A big bump appeared on my forehead, which already had a worrying hairline!

"..." Gomez looked at Rhine speechlessly, "You just hit him like this?"

Rhine shrugged.

"You can't ruin other people's missions, right?"