Hogwarts Homecoming

As if he had been struck by the most powerful Cruciatus Curse, endless pain hit his soul like a tidal wave every second, making the extremely mentally tough Graves want to scream on the ground, but when he took the elevator to the floor where the security department was located, In a short period of time, Graves, who was pale in the restaurant, turned as red as blood——

It seemed that many earthworm-like blood worms suddenly appeared under his skin. These things crawling under his skin seemed to be devouring his flesh and blood, making the tall and strong Graves withered!

Most of the work of the Aurors in the Security Department is in the field. There are not many people who stay in the office to write materials. Now it happens to be the time to get off work, and the office is empty. This is why Graves was lucky enough to save the job. own secret.

He almost ran towards his office at a sprinting speed. After a green light flashed in the fireplace, Graves had left Woolworth Building and appeared in his secret safe house.

boom!

The dazzling red light exploded the niche containing the alchemical instruments, and the magic books and potions were blown out.

Graves let out a low growl like a hungry wolf, and he rushed towards the potion that could suppress his pain as if he had been dry for several days. His sanity was on the verge of collapse and he could not even pull out the cork from the bottle. Instead, he opened his teeth that had become sharp at some point and bit down hard on the glass bottle he held in his hand——

Click!

When the bottle exploded, a column of gray blood flowed from his mouth, but Graves ignored the insignificant pain. He roared and swallowed the scattered potion, not even caring that he swallowed many pieces. Glass shards!

boom--

After a few breaths, Graves fell on the wooden floor illuminated by the dim candlelight.

The pain this time was particularly long. Even after drinking the potion, the pain caused by the curse continued, but his withered body did get better, and his skin color returned to health again.

Well--

A trickle of water still flowed from deep inside Graves' mouth and nose, dyeing his already messy white shirt red. His neatly styled gray hair was also scattered, dyed dark brown by the blood on the floor.

After about ten minutes, the twitching body finally calmed down, but Graves did not get up. He just lay on the cold floor, staring resentfully at a large piece of broken glass in front of him--

The shards of glass reflected the mess on his face, and some changes were engraved on his face forever.

There is no doubt that the dark red under his eyes has deepened, his hair has become more gray than it has been in half an hour, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes are deep. Although the teeth stained red by blood have returned to some of their original shape, they appear much sharper than those of normal people.

"I have no time"

After a long time, I remembered a dejected whisper in the study room where I could hear the drop of a needle,

"There is no way to eliminate all threats. I can only do this--"

Woo--

As the night gets darker, huge luxury cruise ships carry tourists from all over the world to visit the East River. Passing under the Brooklyn Bridge, the low but penetrating whistle of the cruise ship attracts people from the shore and the bridge. A kind of envious gaze.

The luxury cruise ship cast a brilliant light on the lake, and the looming laughter and melodious music of the people gathered all the eyes. No one noticed that when the cruise ship passed under the bridge, on the pier thirty feet away, a The languid man emerged from the water.

Wow--

The lake water late at night still had a bit of the coldness of early spring. The man who struggled to climb up to the platform at the bottom of the bridge pier was shivering from the cold. Of course, his pale cheeks were not only caused by the cold; The wounds all over his body.

The man did not show any luck because he escaped from the river. On the contrary, when he noticed that the wounds on his body were bleeding out, and the blood mixed with the water dripping from his wet clothes and flowed into the river, he looked full of pain. Exuding a hint of awe.

He knew that this would leave a loophole, and those ruthless guys would follow the loophole to find him and take his life.

hiss--

Every tiny movement was accompanied by the pain of tearing wounds, but the man had no choice. He raised his hand and took out the wand from his mouth. He waved it tremblingly a few times, and the wisps of bright red that had blended with the river water appeared. They came together under the influence of magic and condensed into a blood ball reflecting the neon light.

In the deep-colored river, a largemouth bass swam in front of the man. He gasped a few times. The man controlled the blood beads sealed by magic and submerged them into the mouth of the largemouth bass that came out for air. The frightened bass immediately Mengzi plunged into the water and swam quickly away.

This can buy some time - the man thought while looking at the air conditioner while healing his wounds.

It is still unwise to stay here. Those cold guys will soon find them with their keen sense of smell. Although he is exhausted to the point of unconsciousness, he still grits his teeth and cheers up -

boom--

After the thump in the rippling sound of the melting river, the man disappeared on the bridge pier

And everything was as he expected. Just a few minutes after he left, the river reflected the colorful neon lights, and a group of wizards in black cloaks and riding broomsticks flew along the river. They had not yet gone far. The cruise ship was suddenly nailed under the Brooklyn Bridge and stuck in mid-air.

The leader only showed a pair of sinister eyes. He stared at the bridge pier that the man had just built and moved his nose.

"He stayed here."

A cold voice without any ripples came from under the hood, while the well-trained subordinates behind him just listened quietly without making any movement.

"He rested here for a while, but soon left again--"

The leading wizard continued, twitching his nostrils and a trace of confusion between his brows, but when he saw the sparkling river water beneath him, he was immediately relieved.

"He returned to the water again, thinking that this could cover up the smell of blood. It is indeed very light, but he can still detect some traces. Let's go, we must eliminate this threat."

After that, the group of people left again.

In the 75th neighborhood of Brooklyn late at night, the night may be more active here than the day, and the sporadic gunshots never stop until the moon is high.

In the dark streets that were filled with a rich putrid odor caused by the gushing mud in the sewers, several men carrying Muggle firearms and tattooed with skulls on their arms, shoulders and necks were walking shoulder to shoulder, smelling of alcohol and cursing as they walked towards the stronghold - one A small warehouse filled with car parts and sundries.

"These sons of bitches, don't think they can take away our territory just by killing Big Black Star!"

The first man, who weighed at least two hundred pounds, kicked open the iron door of the warehouse. The seemingly frightened guard dog immediately hissed and barked after a few people came in. What greeted it was a hail of bullets and the sight of it. Laughing loudly after running away in panic.

The hazy moonlight flowed into the dark warehouse the moment the door opened. The racks stacked in the front half of the warehouse to the roof reflected strange lights and shadows on the ground, while the back half of the warehouse was still hidden in the deep darkness.

"Hey, boss, do you feel like something's wrong?"

A lean drunk man wearing a black jacket with iron rings and steel nails on his lips suddenly moved his sensitive noses. In the pungent smell of engine oil, he smelled something that made him feel uneasy. Before anyone else could reply to his question, a pool of dim water on the ground in front of him suddenly made him feel hairy all over, and most of his drunkenness dissipated in an instant!

"Damn Bichi!"

The lean man suddenly shouted. Under the dizzy gazes of the others, he raised his machine gun and pointed it at the depths of the warehouse.

"Get out of here!"

boom!

The sudden banging scared the drunkards and almost raised their machine guns and fired, but the few senses left told them that if they did this, they themselves might die first.

The iron door was closed without warning, allowing darkness to dominate the place again. In the gloom, there seemed to be some strange movement approaching.

The strong smell of blood——

The lean Muggle with some talent from before sniffed it out. He suddenly picked it up and rushed straight into the depths of the warehouse. However, before his shout left his voice, he was cut off by a flash of blue light!

Horrified and painful howls, hasty but powerless gunshots, and rapid and harsh hammering sounds intertwined in the warehouse, but they all ended in the end. Under the shrill light of the curse, when all the sounds subsided, the closed iron door finally opened again. Opening it, a staggering step stepped over the Muggle who had fallen to the ground and stood in the pale moonlight.

Gunshots can still be heard from time to time a block away, and the prosperity and civilization of New York seem to have nothing to do with it.

Ryuhei Sato held on to the frame of the iron door, panting as he looked at the gleaming tall buildings under the night sky, with a hint of hysteria in his exhausted eyes.

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