Hogwarts lazy snake

The corners of the grumpy wizard's mouth rose slightly, revealing a mocking smile. He twisted his wrist and stretched his muscles, his posture like a cat ready to tease its prey.

He looked at the wizard in the ragged cloak with a nosebleed, his eyes full of contempt, and said jokingly: "It seems that what I just said is right. You are a stupid guy who overestimates your own abilities. With your little ability, you still dare to stir up trouble here?"

The wizard in the tattered cloak was so angry that his face turned red like a boiled shrimp.

He raised his wand, chanted a spell, and a green magic ray shot towards the grumpy wizard like an arrow.

The magic ray carried his full of anger and unwillingness, and it was so fast that the surrounding air was torn apart by it, making a "sizzling" sound.

The grumpy wizard was not in a hurry. There was no fear in his eyes, but a hint of amusement. He raised his hand calmly, muttered something, and a green magic ray shot out from his wand.

The two magic rays met in mid-air and collided with each other in an instant, erupting with a huge magic wave like a sun explosion.

The light was dazzling, illuminating the entire dark corridor. The powerful impact force spread in all directions, and the bricks and stones on the wall were shaking, as if groaning in pain. The dust on the ground was blown up, forming a cloud of smoke.

However, the irritable wizard's magic power was obviously superior. Before the tattered cloak wizard could react, he chanted a spell and a disarming spell shot out like lightning. The spell turned into a golden light chain and rushed towards the tattered cloak wizard at lightning speed.

With a loud "clang", the magic wand in the wizard's hand was instantly knocked away and fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Seeing this, the wizard in the tattered cloak rushed to his wand, looking like a drowning man trying to grab the last straw.

But before he could touch the wand, countless ropes suddenly emerged from the ground. Those ropes quickly wrapped around his whole body like living snakes.

They became tighter and tighter, binding the tattered cloaked wizard tightly and making him unable to move. He could only struggle in vain, his eyes full of fear and anger.

Seeing this, the Angry Wizard clapped his hands in satisfaction, with a smug smile on his face: "Done! Humph, you are still a little naive to fight with me."

But at this moment, a hurried shout came from behind: "It's over there, Free Auror, it's over there!"

The grumpy wizard's face changed, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes. He knew that the Aurors were coming, and if he was caught by them, he would be in trouble.

Without any hesitation, he hurriedly picked up the wand of the tattered cloaked wizard, grabbed the tattered cloaked wizard who was tied up like a mummy, and quickly recited the "Apparition" spell.

In an instant, their figures gradually became blurred, and finally disappeared without a trace, leaving only a faint magical fluctuation in the air.

A moment later, two figures, one tall and one fat, hurried into the aisle.

The tall Auror was agile and quick in movement, his eyes sharp as an eagle's as he scanned the surroundings vigilantly.

The fat Auror walked steadily, breathing heavily, with beads of sweat on his forehead.

They looked at the devastating traces of battle before them, the cracks on the walls, the brick and stone debris on the ground, and the lingering magical fluctuations in the air.

The tall Auror frowned, squatted down, carefully examined the traces of magic on the ground, and said in a serious tone: "It looks very powerful. Fortunately, it came a little late."

The fat Auror wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with some disdain: "There is a fluctuation of dark magic. Things are not peaceful recently. Free, you are an Auror."

"I know, I know. I'm just complaining. After all, Kenny and the others were injured recently and almost lost their lives." Free began to cast magic.

After that, the two began to get busy, performing various tracking magics.

On the other side, Peace Alchemy Shop.

After Lucius and Stoke entered the office and closed the door, the business in the store returned to normal after Herrick said that due to problems with the store, customers present would receive discounts. It was even more lively.

Customers were choosing prosthetic limbs under the enthusiastic introduction of the witches, while the shop assistants were still moving among the crowd, providing snacks and drinks to the customers.

As soon as Lucius and Stoke entered the office, they saw the burly wizard calmly explaining why he came to cause trouble. Lucius couldn't help but be a little surprised that the burly wizard had already started to explain after only coming in a minute or so late.

But he had a dull expression and calmly explained his origins and the reasons why he came here to cause trouble.

He looked at the female wizard calmly, only to see that she was no longer the heroic deputy commander who had just dealt with the burly wizard outside, but was now chatting and laughing with Horn like an older sister next door.

Lucius thought to himself that this female wizard was really a powerful character. She must have used a powerful magic like truth serum on the burly wizard right from the start.

At this moment, Draco walked towards Lucius with a proud look on his face, his eyes sparkling with excitement. He couldn't wait to say, "Father, Horn's magic is amazing! Look, he just looked at that guy, and he told everything as if he was under a spell."

When Stoker heard Draco's words, he immediately turned his gaze to his son Horn, who was concentrating on recording the burly wizard's words.

He was secretly surprised, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind: When did this kid learn this kind of magic? It seems that I have to find an opportunity to buy some of his favorite food and interrogate this brat. What if he has used this magic on me before? If he knows about those embarrassing things, it will be a big trouble!

After hearing what Draco said, Lucius' eyes narrowed suddenly, but he quickly regained his composure, his face still showing that dignified and calm expression.

He leaned forward slightly and whispered to Draco, "Draco, Horn's ability is worthy of praise. You should learn from him. You must not be complacent. There is still a lot for you to explore and learn about Horn."

His eyes seemed calm, but they actually contained deep meaning. On the one hand, he was teaching his son, and on the other hand, he was thinking that Horn must have a certain level of strength since he had mastered this kind of magic.

The burly wizard stood there with a blank look in his eyes, and continued like a ruthless robot: "I only remember that I was drinking at the Hog's Head Inn, and I was worried about my debts. Then a man in a black robe found me, handed me this broken prosthesis and a bag of heavy gold coins, and asked me to come here to cause trouble, saying that there would be more rewards after the incident. I was forced into a desperate situation by debt at the time, and I agreed to his request in a fit of anger."

"What are his characteristics?" Horn asked.

"He was covered in a black robe and I couldn't see his face at all. When he reached out his hand to give me something, it was silver and inlaid with a blue-green agate."