Harry Potter and MI6

The shrill lightning flashed across the sky, briefly dividing the world into black and white.

Lu Ke quickly ran towards the place where the crystal bottle was buried, and the roar of thunder followed.

I didn't expect the thunderstorm to be so severe. It was really not a wise move to go into the woods in this kind of weather. The branches blown by the rain and wind kept swaying in front of me as if they were blocking the road.

Lu Ke could only be grateful that he had clearly marked it last night so that he could still find the location.

When he arrived, Lu Ke took a look at the half-dead plant. It was still strong despite the wind and rain. The place where he buried the crystal bottle was next to the plant. The soil there had been slightly washed away and became moist and soft.

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It took no effort to dig out the crystal bottle. A coquettish red liquid shimmered in the bottle. For a moment, Lu Ke seemed to feel that he saw himself in the bottle opposite him.

After being slightly shaken, there was lightning and thunder again, making Lu Ke sober up.

You also need to find an open and secluded place to take the magic potion. Lu Ke also has a choice for this place, which is a cave not far away. It is big enough and there is nothing there.

Before leaving, Luke cast an anti-disturbance spell on the plant.

Seeing a semicircular rain curtain forming, Lu Ke left with peace of mind.

The cave was indeed empty. After roughly confirming that there was no danger, Luke pointed his wand at his heart again and recited the incantation: "Amado, Animo, Animado, Animagus."

He quickly put the two wands and sonic screwdriver and other personal belongings into the open space, covered them with rocks for protection, and drank the magic potion in the Luke bottle.

Almost as soon as he drank the potion, his sense of taste still fed back the taste of the potion to Luke. A kind of struggle, tearing pain spread from the stomach to the limbs and head, and two different rhythms of the heart were in the body.

It was beating wildly, making way for Ke to bend down involuntarily, letting out a low groan of pain.

A black prick-eared hound appeared in his mind, which should be his Animagus form.

Very good, everything is as described in the book...

On the other side, the doctor and Troca, who were persuaded by Luke to stay in the villa, stood at the door, under the eaves, looking in the direction of the woods.

"Do you know what he is doing?" the doctor asked Troca.

Troca shook his head, his scarlet eyes showing a little uneasiness. He knew that his character was not very stable, and from time to time he would have some bad associations, or this kind of unexplainable bad premonition.

But thanks to this premonition, he was able to discover the team of Death Eaters in time and go around with Stray, otherwise they might have to wait for Luke and the doctor to rescue them.

"Don't worry too much. He seems quite confident." The doctor still trusted Luke. Seeing that Troca's mood was not right, he changed the subject and said, "Can you tell me more about history?"

"Of course, no problem... Where did we talk before? Yes, in 1612, the goblins rebelled..." Troca stopped his mind and told the doctor about the history of the magical world. The man in front of him seemed to be a

Although the scientist was recognized by Dumbledore and joined the Order of the Phoenix, a secret society that fought against mysterious people, he seemed to be quite ignorant of magic.

The doctor listened carefully to Troca's narration and was convinced that this was a parallel world.

A parallel world where the divergence point occurred very early and runs smoothly to this day is really interesting.

"Wait..." Troca suddenly stopped talking. As a vampire, the concept of territory has been passed down in his bloodline.

This villa, as a manor that he highly recognized as an artist, was naturally part of his territory.

Simply put, if someone invades here without permission, he will feel it.

And just now, he had that feeling.

Looking around and seeing nothing, Troca frowned. The heavy rain outside was a great hindrance to him.

"Doctor, let's go back to the house and check the surroundings from the window. I think someone is coming, so be careful."

Troca hesitated for a moment and made a decision. In his perception, there was only one person coming.

In order to avoid the eyes and ears of the magical world, there are no Muggle banishing spells or the like cast here, so there is a very small chance that it is a shy Muggle who got lost due to the heavy rain. He wanted to take shelter from the rain but was still undecided to approach.

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He had read similar vampire fan fiction and could easily relate to it.

And that seemed to be the case. From the window on the second floor, he saw a figure in a raincoat from a distance. He hesitated for a while outside the house, then turned and left.

Although it's a bit pitiful, right now, my place is not suitable for receiving guests.

Watching the man walk away, Troca breathed a sigh of relief and signaled that the doctor was fine, but it was just a false alarm.

Not long after, a hotel welcomed a guest, it was the man in the raincoat from before.

He seemed to be tortured by the heavy rain, and tremblingly spoke to the clerk: "Sorry, I'm from London. Is there any special dish that reminds me of my hometown? It's best to bring a hot soup, the hotter the better."

The clerk glanced at him and replied very seriously: "Sir, please come with me. I promise to make you feel at home."

After leading him into a private room, the clerk pointed to a cabinet in the corner and left.

The man took off his raincoat, shook his short blond hair, and sighed slightly.

The Romanian contact person is so unprofessional, his acting skills are almost non-existent, it really embarrasses MI6.

He wiped the water from his face and hands with a napkin, opened the cupboard, and found an exquisite telegraph machine inside.

m, I found a person who matched the described target in a suburban villa near the forest in Brasov, Romania. Currently, I only observed a blond man and a man with short black hair. The other two did not seem to be together. c·z

After typing this text, the man leaned back on the chair and relaxed his body.

After a long time like this... he finally realized that this contactor with poor acting skills and low emotional intelligence actually didn't intend to treat him to a meal.

In the cave, Lu Ke's situation was not going well.

He has gone through the stage that he should have, and his body is melting and generally moving closer to the form of an animal, but it has been unable to take shape.

If you read it correctly, his transformed form should be that of a black Norwegian Minnow, but every time he moved and jumped, the outline of his body became unstable, sometimes growing some bone spurs, and sometimes branching out into a twisting line.

Tail.

But in a sense, Lu Ke felt that his transformation had been completed. He had not lost himself, could fully control his body, and felt no discomfort.

Thinking like this, he started running violently, his body shape constantly changing during the running process, looking weird and dangerous, but that was not the most important thing.

Lu Ke found that every time he ran, he would inexplicably go backwards, and there was a small chance that he would suddenly advance a little, completely uncontrollable. This change did not seem to be caused by changes in body shape, but like...

Dislocation of time.