Primordial Warlock of Hogwarts

In the middle of the process, the boss screamed twice and did not wake up due to the pain. However, DeWitt was not at ease. He cautiously hit the shop owner's head a few more times, then pressed the counter and turned over, carefully searching for the boss. After searching the whole body, he found the boss's wand, broke it off, put away the wand he made, and finally used the "Calm and Tranquility" spell on the shop owner to wake him up in pain.

"Tell me about it," DeWitt was still worried. He tore open the shop owner's clothes and pulled out a strip of cloth. He covered the other person's eyes to avoid being locked by magic, and then pressed his wand against the shop owner's back. Said: "Where did the wand come from?"

Don’t be in a hurry to use charm to control the other person’s mind, because this spell is ineffective for people with a “calm mind and tranquility”, but you can’t use it if you are calm and tranquil – this is the spell that can not only prevent injuries from being treated, but also make people wake up quickly. , DeWitt had no time to spend with the store owner.

"I picked it up," the shop owner said.

Purple thunder and lightning gathered in DeWitt's palm, and he raised his hand to smack the thunder and lightning into the shop owner's heart.Then the other party twitched errrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr;rr; his broken bones were manipulated by uncontrollable muscles, constantly hitting the surrounding debris causing secondary damage; his mouth opened so wide that his chin was about to come off, and transparent saliva dripped from the corner of his mouth to the ground. He was also pressed on the head and hit on the table leg.

DeWitt asked as coldly as ever: "Where did it come from?"

"It was sent by someone else," the shop owner said after a while, his tongue trembling as he regained his composure, "It was sent by someone else, I don't know."

It was possible, DeWitt continued, "Who sent it?"

"You know," the shop owner replied cautiously: "There are too many people in Knockturn Alley who are unwilling to reveal their identities..."

DeWitt changed his method this time. He controlled the spell to only heat the front half of the wand, poked the red-hot tip of the wand into the shop owner's lower back, and pushed it in inch by inch.The shop owner held back his words and just breathed hard, speaking word by word: "They are still looking for that woman! Still looking! Please! Stop! I said - they are still looking for her. try to find!"

"So you have seen that woman?" DeWitt did not continue to push his wand, he asked coldly: "I guess you lied."

"No, no," the store owner tried his best to squeeze out a twisted and flattering smile at the corner of his mouth: "It was an accident. She came to sell wands, I lowered the price, she left, and then she was stared at... But she ran away! I'm sure she's fine! Trust me! She hasn't been caught yet! She's still..."

"How to find it?" DeWitt asked, but the store owner couldn't reply, so he understood.

"So that's it," DeWitt said. Without waiting for the shop owner to say another sentence, he pierced the fiery wand into the other person's body, controlling the flames to only rage in his belly, and confirmed that the shop owner After he stopped breathing, DeWitt untied the cloth covering the other person's eyes, patted the other person's face that turned blood red, and saw the black smoke coming out of his mouth, nostrils and ears. He stood Get up, close your eyes, mobilize the secret source, and open your spiritual vision.

Generally speaking, intelligent creatures have souls after death, but the soul is invisible. In DeWitt's understanding, the final destination of the soul is the Hall of Echoes. If there are any unfulfilled wishes that refuse to leave, That soul will stay in the world, wandering outside the horizon of ordinary people. Maybe the ghosts of Hogwarts are similar products. He has never understood it, but what he has to do now is to capture the soul of the shop owner. With all the power of the secret source that I have been reluctant to use until now.

DeWitt had already sacrificed a lot to save Mrs. White.

But nothing was found. DeWitt did not see the soul of the shop owner, and estimated that the man's soul had already passed away. It seemed that there was a place similar to the Hall of Echoes in this world.

After taking a few glances out of the store through the window, DeWitt dug out a bag containing gold galleons from the corpse of the store owner, and took out the store's money from the counter. After putting them together, he picked up the boss to eat. With the remaining breakfast, I found an opportunity to run out of the store without being noticed. I maintained my invisibility spell and glanced at the name of the store: "Bojin-Bock", then turned into the dark alley next to it, beside the damp puddle. Found a mouse hole.

He tapped the wall next to the mouse hole with his wand to knock on the door. DeWitt poured the rest of the shop owner's breakfast on the ground and waited quietly for a while.

A gray pointed beak with a slender beard stuck out of the hole. When it smelled the food, the mouse was about to eat it, but after protruding part of its head, the pair of round little black eyes saw DeWitt's shoes were about to be retracted.

"Don't be afraid," DeWitt tried to be more patient in his anxious state, and reassured: "I won't hurt you, and I brought you a gift."

The gray mouse completely retracted its body into the hole, and then made a squeaking sound, and said quickly and in surprise: "You, you, you, you... can talk? Oh, of course, I can talk, I mean that , that is, you will speak our words."

Rats always have such mouthfuls, and their words come out at once. DeWitt has been asked this question countless times, and the animals are so surprised every time.Now he needs help from the mouse, so it's best to be more friendly, so DeWitt narrowed his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth to make a smile and said: "This is my talent. I like to communicate with you animals. Can you help?" Help me? Find me someone—a woman who is being hunted or hunted."

With a request and the ability to communicate, the mouse crawled out of the hole. It straightened up its upper body and looked at DeWitt curiously, looked at the food on one side, ran around the food and said, "Okay, okay, I have to." Go find the boss, but if you can bring more food..."

"Isn't this enough?"

"That's enough this time," the mouse said, combing his beard with his front paws: "We are happy to help a friendly human like you, but next time you need help again, you have to bring food or other things."

DeWitt replied matter-of-factly: “No problem, you help me and I’ll give you something in return, that’s reasonable.”

"You are so kind." The mouse seemed to be touched. It sniffed, took out half a steak from breakfast, pushed the steak into the hole and said, "The boss may come to see you in person. He is in charge of this whole thing." There are sewers all over the place, you have to respect them a little, and as for finding someone..." It nodded and assured: "As long as there are sewers, we will definitely find them."