Harry Potter: My Elemental Magic Turns the World Upside Down

Building 4, Terry 3rd Street, UK.

A building that looks a bit dilapidated. The person who lives here is a hunchbacked old man with a weird temper. The neighbors around him don't have much contact with him.

However, what many people don't know is that this is a stronghold of Death Eaters.

Mulciber often appears in this stronghold.

Kettleair brought Ira Easton directly here, and walked in blatantly.

The Death Eaters who had been hiding here looked at Kettler who appeared, and they all took out their wands one after another as if they were facing an enemy.

Keitelair didn't look at them, but a white light flashed, and these people were all confused.

There are many ways to deal with Death Eaters without killing them.

For example, directly modify their memories, or purify their hearts.

As a result, these Death Eaters whose minds had been purified fell into silence.

However, soon, these people looked at Keitelaire with fanaticism again.

Ella Easton followed behind Kettler, watching the Death Eaters fall into frenzy, no longer vigilant and resisting at the beginning, with a look of shock on his face.

What's wrong with these people?

Does this have anything to do with the holy light that Professor Kettler just released?

Thinking of this, Ella Easton was in shock and couldn't let go of it for a long time.

Until she followed Kettleair to the third floor and saw Mulciber, she also had to remain silent.

No matter whether it was the people on the first floor or the second floor, they all fell into a frenzy.

These guys, are they brainwashed?

What kind of magic is it to complete the brainwashing of a person in such a short period of time?

Will I be brainwashed too?

Thinking of this, Ella Easton was silent again.

"Professor Kettleair, I didn't expect you to come here so soon."

Looking at Kettleair who appeared, Mulciber was not too shocked, but smiled instead.

In fact, after Harry Potter had been attacked, he had thought Kettleair would come to him.

But I didn't expect that two months had passed, Keitelaire was so calm, there was no movement at all.

At that time, Mulciber thought Kettleair would not come to him.

But yesterday, after he followed Voldemort in Dracula's Castle and saw Voldemort's strength, he was extremely shocked.

At the same time, he also believed that Kettleair would definitely come to him, but he didn't expect it to be so soon.

At this time, Mulciber didn't know that the Death Eaters here had been brainwashed by Kettler.

Kettleair found a seat to sit down upon hearing this, while Mulciber glanced at Ella Easton without asking anything.

Ella Easton looked at Mulciber with a somewhat flickering gaze.

She naturally knew Mulciber, because they had contacted before.

Keitelair said calmly: "I didn't want to come here, but you guys like to meddle in your own business so much, so I have to come too."

Upon hearing this, Mulciber frowned slightly, unable to understand what Kettler meant.

"Professor Kettleair, if you have any ideas, you might as well tell them clearly." Mulciber also simply said, if you don't know, you don't know.

Keitelair laughed when he heard this, and said, "Since you said that, then I will say it directly."

"You stretch your arms too far."

"I'm going to teach you a lesson."

Mulciber paused for a moment when he heard Kettleair's words, and then said solemnly: "Professor Kettleair, I know you are strong, but our shady organization can't be provoked by anyone?"

"I hope you can take back what you just said."

Ella Easton looked at such a strong Mulciber, and couldn't help but want to give him a thumbs up.

If Professor Kettleair was such a threatening existence, I wouldn't be standing here.

boom!

Mulciber knelt on the ground, and under his strength, he directly knelt out of two pits on the ground.

The immense pressure pressed heavily on his body, and Mulciber gritted his teeth to support it, instead of lying on the ground.

Such a sudden scene almost made Ira Easton exclaim.

Just like at the beginning, Professor Kettler did not hear the incantation at all, nor did he make any movements. The powerful magic had already descended silently.

"Don't think of yourself as superior, it's not so easy to be a double agent."

"Voldemort doesn't dare to act presumptuously in front of me, and you are just a subordinate of a shady organization. Where did you get your confidence?"

Mulciber put his hands on the ground, his veins bulging, and his mind was dominated by fear.

Yes, even though the shady organization is very powerful, at this moment, in front of Kettleaire, he is just a small person who can be manipulated easily.

My feet hurt, my knees hurt, my whole body hurts.

"Honorable Mr. Kettleair, I am very sorry for what I just said."

"I beg you to forgive my recklessness!"

Mulciber said with difficulty.

Kettleair snorted, and the weight of gravity on Mulciber's body also disappeared.

Mulciber was able to take a breather, and the whole person was extremely grateful that he was still alive.

Ella Easton was not surprised at Mulciber's begging for mercy.

The gap in strength is too great, if you don't surrender, you will die.

"What's the situation with Voldemort?" Kettleair's indifferent voice sounded, and Mulciber fell into a brief silence.

"Back to Professor Kettler, I don't know his specific changes."

"Many times, he is alone in the castle, and he will call us when necessary."

"Then, we act on his orders."

Listening to Mulciber's words, Kettleair also knew that it was unlikely that Mulciber knew anything more about the Death Eaters.

Death is too mysterious.

And Voldemort obviously became a puppet of Death.

After all, what Voldemort did and what he pursued was death.

Death is meeting Voldemort's request, and Voldemort is also doing what Death wants to see. One person and one god, it hits it off.

"Where is your headquarters?" Kettleair asked, no longer dwelling on Voldemort's affairs.

Mulciber wanted to refuse, but thinking of his own situation, he could only grit his teeth and say, "Washington Seven!"

Keitelair frowned upon hearing this, and said dissatisfiedly, "Specifically!"

"It's a special place, shrouded in magic." Mulciber quickly explained, "If you want to go there, I'm more than happy to help you."

Kettleair glanced indifferently, stood up, and a five-star six-pointed formation appeared under his feet, and then disappeared under Mulciber's puzzled eyes.