I, Hogwarts Week Two

Chapter 454 Kind-hearted Miss Zhang

In the flash of lightning, Sirius had a guess in his mind.

He immediately turned to look at the three Janas.

The three of them were sitting aside in front of a transparent person. They lacked both magic skills and combat experience. Moreover, they were young and had just graduated from magic school. They had not yet been affected by amnesia. Naturally, they had little to say in this meeting. right.

Even if others talked about them, a few people remained silent.

"Janus." Sirius said seriously, "Have you three seen the life memories of the townspeople?"

"Life memory?" Janus responded immediately, "No sir."

"The three of us were doing maintenance on the windsurfing board yesterday and didn't have time to communicate with other people."

"Bisk, where are you?" Sirius looked at the three technicians again.

"We?" the leader Bisk said tiredly, "Craig shared their knowledge after returning from the island. We."

None of you are fools.

On the contrary, they are the most elite wizards in the Federation.

Sirius' casual instructions made them understand everything.

"You mean - amnesia uses those memories as a means of transmission?" Mr. Bisk's eyes widened and he instantly understood everything. On the Camelot, only Janus and the other three did not share the memories of the town residents, so They were unaffected – that’s why!

Everyone else also reacted.

"Merlin's beard!"

"What kind of attack method is this? It's unprecedented and unheard of."

"It's unbelievable that there is such a strange magic in the world?"

On one side, Miss Zhang was strangling the black energy above the heads of the wizards, and gradually everyone came back to life again.

"Thank you——" Winston began.

His thoughts became quick again, and he felt warm all over. It was because the potion he drank was taking effect - no matter how much refreshing potion he drank before, it had no effect.

"Why are you being polite to me?" Zhang Xiaolin smiled slightly, and then waved the folding fan again.

After a few minutes, everyone present was 'purified'.

There was silence in the conference room for a while.

Although fatigue subsides, a person's spirit does not rebound immediately, and it takes time to recover.

After a short silence.

Sirius finally spoke.

He leaned forward and crossed his hands on the table.

He said coldly: "So now, what should we do with this town?"

"Do you have any ideas? Miss Zhang?"

His eyes fell on Zhang Xiaolin. After confirming his guess, it was self-evident that this town was inextricably linked to the outer gods. Perhaps those people were believers of the outer gods. A member of the so-called God's Favored Ones.

In this case, he naturally has no worries.

Treat your enemies like an arctic storm and destroy them completely!

"Me?" Miss Zhang raised her eyebrows, and then said cruelly: "I - I just have a kind heart."

"It's better to burn this island to ashes!"

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Camelot's dome opens again.

The next moment countless 'Puff' sounds sounded.

The wizards apparated off the deck, and when they reappeared, they were already in the town.

It's getting dark and it's time to light up the church again.

As before, the town's residents gathered in the church.

Sirius organized the men.

The wands held by the wizards in black robes were like falling white silk, and a huge curtain slowly fell, wrapping the entire church.

It is a curtain formed by the gathering of multiple ultimate protective spells. If used in reverse, this is the best prison.

Zhang Xiaolin took the lead, and she was filled with anger after suffering a loss.

It's still the same church.

At the guest table, Mr. Bishop was still praying while holding his ancient holy book in his hand. His believers were like puppets, sitting on the benches and listening quietly to the church, even if the church was useless at all. The puppet only needs to be controlled by strings, and the words it speaks are just the stories it tells itself.

Miss Zhang held a folding fan in her hand and walked past everyone as lightly as a willow leaf falling into the lake.

Now she was in front of Mr. Bishop.

"Hi - you're good!" the girl said through gritted teeth.

The man in front of her was still reciting ancient hymns, and the rhythmic words were like the notes on the strings, with a wonderful rhythm.

Seeing that the other party ignored her, Ms. Zhang was too lazy to talk nonsense.

Her other hand rested on Mr. Bishop's shoulder.

"Emperor Yan——"

In an instant, a tornado of flames emerged from the ground and swallowed it directly.

The flames were like a swimming dragon, directly igniting the entire church. A big hole was burned in the ceiling, and the wooden floor under the two people's feet also penetrated instantly. The high temperature burned the earth, painting the red soil on the brown soil.

After a few breaths, Ms. Zhang took back her hand.

"boom!"

On the ceiling, burned wood fell to the ground.

Miss Zhang, with a sneer on her face, stared coldly at the charcoal in front of her.

There was probably still a little bit of human form in him, but if you insist on saying that he was once a human being, you're definitely talking nonsense.

"Lin!" Mr. Winston rushed over. He stared at Zhang Xiaolin angrily, "He is still useful. We have to pry out some information from him. How did you kill him-"

"Your worries are unnecessary." Miss Zhang said, and then glanced at the puddle of charcoal.

As if to confirm her words.

The charred body, which was so dark that no figure could be seen, suddenly made a crisp disintegrating sound, just like ice that was about to melt and slowly collapsed. A bit of black coal fell to the ground, and the exposed skin was intact, and then collapsed. With more and more coke, the bishop came to life again, and his new body was even younger than the previous one.

"Tch, even the clothes have been repaired." Miss Zhang complained inexplicably.

Behind him, Mr. Basil, who was coming over, his eyelids twitched when he heard this, and there was some resentment on his face. He really didn't know what the girl in front of him was thinking about.

"Okay, I just want to say one sentence, take us to the mound and open it."

After she escaped that day, she fell asleep in the church she had agreed with Basil and the others. After waking up, she wanted to explore the mound again, but when she arrived, she could not find the vine-woven door.

Thinking about it later, I realized that it might have to be opened through special means - such as a piece of ancient language that I didn't understand at all.

<divclass="contentadv">"Okay." Unexpectedly, Mr. Bishop agreed.

Smiling, he turned around and walked out of the back wall of the church that was burned through by the fire.

"So easy to talk to?" Miss Zhang was a little surprised. She raised her eyebrows in disbelief, "I thought some tricks were going to be used."