A day at Hogwarts

There is a tavern in an inconspicuous corner of the commercial street next to the Ouagadou Affiliated Hospital. It is old, but very clean and tidy.

There is a doormat on the ground at the entrance of the tavern, and customers will clean their shoes when they walk up.

Behind the door lies a swallow-tailed dog with a forked tail. It looks very old and has been sleeping all day. Once the customers who come in have a bad smell, they will wake up immediately and drive them away with a grin.

In the dead of night, a dark figure appeared in the alley in front of the tavern, walking silently in the shadow that the moonlight could not reach, as if it did not exist in the world.

Hei Ying walked to the door of the tavern, raised his head slightly, and saw the coffin on the signboard with the coffin lid open, pushed the door open and walked in.

There are a few more bright candles in the tavern tonight than in the past, and the black shadow is instantly illuminated. An old man who looks like Patrick Stewart walks unhurriedly to the only table in the tavern.

The swallow-tailed dog on the ground raised its head vigilantly, and immediately fled behind the counter with its forked tail between its legs.

Jack ignored the seven people standing against the wall, and after sitting down, he calmly said to the boss behind the counter, "Get something new."

A glass cup that has been used for an unknown number of years flew to the counter, followed by several pieces of sugar cubes and a lime with green peel. Finally, a bottle of vodka flew over the wine shelf and poured half of it into it by himself.

The boss held the wine glass with his right hand with only his thumb and index finger, and with his left hand without his little finger, he took a bottle of honey and a green grass stalk the size of a finger. taste with honey."

Jack picked some honey with grass stalks, put it into the wine and stirred it slowly, and asked calmly at the same time: "Now are you the only one left?"

The boss bent slightly and replied, "I am the only one alive."

"Sit down." Jack took a sip from the glass.

After living for a long time, I have become indifferent to the separation of life and death, and there is not much fluctuation in my heart when I hear that the old man has left.

The boss bent over and said, "Thank you."

He carefully sat down opposite Jack and lowered his head slightly, only daring to look at the table, not daring to meet Jack's gaze.

After Jack put down his glass, the boss said, "I've found out that there is indeed a group of people planning to avenge Edie, and whoever takes revenge will receive his inheritance."

"That rubbish," Jack's voice was emotionless, "should be thrown into the trash."

The boss pointed to the seven people standing against the wall next to him and said, "These young people are a new generation of 'undertakers' and can serve you."

Jack turned his head and looked carefully at the seven black wizards. They were between thirty and forty years old, all wearing black suits and leather shoes, their vests, shirts, ties and gloves were all white, and they wore big sunglasses. Wearing a boat-shaped hat with a white edge, only the middle one wears a black bowler hat.

"They're all good kids." Jack looked away and nodded towards the boss, "Let's leave it to them."

After he finished speaking, he picked up the wine glass and took another sip. Seeing that the boss seemed to have something to say, he said, "Just say what you have to say."

The boss said cautiously: "I see that Ruby is now following a child."

Jack replied calmly, "He is my last student."

The boss looked suddenly enlightened, and the doubts in his heart were easily resolved.

Then Jack asked him some information about the old wizard, got up and left after drinking.

After he walked out of the entrance of the tavern, the seven wizards standing against the wall collapsed to the ground at once, and the sweat on their backs had already soaked through their suits.

The wizard in the round hat sat on the ground and asked the boss, "Master, is he who you said he was?"

After the boss nodded, another person wiped the sweat from his head and said, "It's terrible. When his eyes looked over, I felt that my whole body was cut by a knife from the skin to the internal organs."

"He is not a wizard that can be understood with common sense." The boss sighed, and touched his ear with a hole in it, "The three great demon kings in Africa, 'Emperor' Bedel and 'Demigod' Desiree They were all killed by him. Only Edie the 'butcher' was saved by relying on the surrogate doll, but he killed all his capable men, and now those are not as good as a toe before."

Those seven people trembled. When they were children, they had heard from their parents, relatives and friends how cruel the "Three Demon Kings" were. The boss's two ears and several fingers were all cut off by "Emperor" Bader for fun. This name can cure children crying at night.

"It's getting late." The boss glanced at the clock on the wall, "Get things done well, maybe he will reward him as soon as he's happy, and he will benefit for life."

More than 30 kilometers away from the tavern, there is a small cattle-raising tribe with about 20 households who make a living by selling cattle to Waggadu once every ten days. Now there are only a dozen or so women left in the tribe, who kill cattle and cook for the robbers who broke in during the day, and so on.

When the moon was setting tonight, the melody and infectious music suddenly sounded over the tribe, and the four-legged or two-legged people in the cow pen and chicken coop couldn't help but subconsciously took steps.

Dozens of robbers rushed out of the house with wands in hand, and the moonlight was dim enough for them to see seven men in black suits, white shirts, and white gloves standing on top of the wall surrounding the tribe.

"Mourner?" A man stepped out from among the robbers, "What do you mean?!"

At this time, a bright red ribbon was hung in front of the bowler hat, and a highly decorative white scepter was in his hand, and he said calmly: "Someone has arranged a funeral for you."

After they finished speaking, they immediately acted. With a single finger of the scepter in the bowler hat's hand, a black halo attacked the robbers.

The wizards and robbers avoided immediately, and a few people were caught off guard. Seeing that their bodies were fine, their thinking and reaction became dull instantly.

A red light struck, and a robber who couldn't react in time was decapitated in an instant.

What came at the same time was an invisible and intangible curse, which was enough to split mountains and rubble, and one can imagine the fate of the human body.

There was a blue magic spell that seemed to be shot at the open space. At first, no one paid attention to it. A robber noticed that it suddenly turned red and turned to fly towards him, so he pulled his companion over to use it as a shield.

The wizard who was used as a shield saw the magic spell flying towards him, and thought it was over, but he didn't expect that the magic spell would turn around in front of him again and hit the target accurately.

The robbers started to fight back, black and gray death curses were shot at the wall, but the bodies of the mourners lit up with a dazzling white light, the glowing shields not only blocked the curse, but also made the opponent look like they were being stunned by the headlights of a car Can't see where the target is.

These robbers saw that although they had a large number of people, the mourners were difficult to deal with and wanted to escape.

It's just that strands of tough steel wires emerged from the ground from time to time, binding some people's hands and feet tightly, waiting for death to come.

A few bandits took advantage of the chaos and escaped from the tribe's wall. After running for a while, they were relieved to see that no one was chasing after them.

The next moment, they saw the last white light in their lives shining before their eyes.

The wizard, the oldest of these robbers, resisted to the end, and when he was dragged to the ground by his legs entangled in steel wire, he realized that his life was about to end.

"You...you..." He suddenly thought of an ancient legend, "Did you use the seven magics on the top of Mount Kilimanjaro?"

The only answer he got was a death curse.

After dawn, the survivors of the tribe immediately notified Waggadu's magic science. Waggadu's own Aurors came and saw that the corpses of all Edie's henchmen were packed in beautiful coffins and placed in the open space. Be neat.

Babajid Akinbad and many others also rushed here quickly. After seeing these coffins, their hearts sank. They couldn't figure out why the killer organization, The Undertaker, wanted to conflict with Edie's henchmen.

Charles doesn't care what they think, and now he can finally go shopping.