Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

In the fairy canyon, a stream of bright blood flowed from all directions into the clear lake water, fainting a touch of red glow, reflecting a scarlet light.

In the small canyon, people were clamoring freely, and the muggles used their hands and feet together, scattering and running away.

The wild Death Eaters, the wands in their hands scattered all kinds of unknown spells, as if they were driving them away, as if they were venting, and venting their excitement and mania.

The feeling of being above the same kind is really intoxicating them...

No!

Not the same type!

We are noble wizards and the darlings of magic!

How can a group of humble Muggles be compared with us?

The function of Muggles itself is for us to enjoy!

Muggle hunting activities like this should be held from time to time!

Why, as the darlings of magic, we must hide from and be bound by some unknown so-called wizard secrets?

Why do we want to give up our survival resources for a group of Muggles?

We, who have magical power, should stand at the top of the world and enjoy all the rights given to us by God!

Why do you have to curl up in a small wizarding world and worry about the existence of Muggles, for fear that everything in the magic world will cause harm and impact on Muggles?

Isn’t it the glory of those short-sighted Muggles that can be affected by the power of wizards?

Even if everything is placed before them, those stupid Muggles will only use the clumsy excuses of "science" to explain all the common phenomena in the magic world.

Why do we saints care about the experiences of a group of idiots?

No!

We are not satisfied!

We want to change all this!

Under the leadership of Lord Dark Lord, we will overthrow all oppression, break all obstacles, and fight for the bright future of the wizards!

In the canyon, Muggles were captured again by the Death Eaters who were several times more than them, becoming a tool for them to vent their desires.

The poor Muggles, some of them had their limbs cut off, were squirming weakly in the pleasant sight of the Death Eaters;

Some were transformed into a combination of various half-human and half-lives, and fled in panic under the spur of the Death Eaters.

Some of them were simply nailed into the air and tortured by the piercing wrist bones. They used his wailings to please the Death Eaters.

The Death Eaters were particularly intoxicated by the expressions under their masks, as if they were listening to some wonderful music.

No! For the Death Eaters, everything in the canyon is indeed a wonderful music!

The sounds of crazy laughter, howling, crying, begging for mercy, and all kinds of sounds composed in the ears of the Death Eaters, echoing in this small canyon, cultivating their despicable sentiments.

This violent symphony spread far and far under the sky that was gradually fainting, in the empty and deserted scenic area...

......

"Vomit~~"

On a hill two kilometers away from Fairy Canyon, an ink-colored singularity spread into two human figures, one big and one small, in the blink of an eye.

Fortunately, I stood there leisurely and watched the scenery around me, but the child he held was not good at.

The long-distance phantom moved, causing the child to suffer from dizziness, kneeling on the ground, strangling his throat with both hands, and constantly retching.

"...Professor...Next time...Can we use other ways to rush on the road next time? I think the flying broom is pretty good..."

"Well...I'm sorry, I will definitely... next time..."

The unsincere apology and assurance made the child roll his eyes.

After nearly half a month of running around, he had already clearly realized that the next time the professor said was definitely, and he could definitely understand it even if he didn't necessarily understand it!

There is no way, the professor's mouth is a lie, whoever believes is unlucky, just like that, people proudly say that this is called tactical fraud!

In half a month, he followed his professor's footsteps and set out from Boothbaton Magic Academy and embarked on an incredible journey.

The overturned alley, the Giant Mountains, werewolf neighborhoods, the vampire forests, and the habitats of dark creatures. They walked around the two of them.

In the past half a month, the two of them were either contacting the black magic creatures or looking for the black magic creatures.

The experiences along the way really opened Remus Lupin's eyes and was filled with emotion.

Without talking about anything else, just looking at the deep meaning between his eyebrows, you can know that this trip is definitely not an easy journey for him.

Today is their last stop. According to the professor, after today, they can finish their journey and return to London to welcome the start of school.

According to the professor, today's goal is the culprit that ravaged the entire British wizarding world - the Death Eater!

"Professor, is it here?"

Lupin leaned on the ground with both hands, stood up slowly, moved his hands and feet, pulled out the wand in his arms, and became cautious.

The experience of this half month tells him that when he encounters danger, nothing is worth trusting except the magic wand in his hand!

"Yes, that's it, Fairy Canyon! According to the Death Eater, they will hold a grand event here to celebrate the arrival of the New Year!"

Wang Xuebin stood on the hill, looking in a certain direction, his brows frowned. Lu Ping, beside him, subconsciously looked around. Seeing that there was no danger, he felt relieved and asked curiously:

"New Year? The Death Eaters celebrate the New Year too?"

Hearing this, Wang Xuebin shook his head slightly, his frown brows never slackened, and said in a calm voice:

"...Who knows... Maybe..."

As he said that, he turned to look at Lu Ping, who had already calmed down his emotions, sighed softly, and said in a deep voice:

"Prepare, let's go!

According to the information, the Death Eaters are all in the canyon in front... are carnival..."

"Yes, professor!"

Lupin said, tightening his wizard robe and shoes, stomping his feet gently, turning his head to look at Wang Xuebin and saying:

“...Professor, I’m ready!

What is our mission this time? Should we sneak in with the magical mantra? Or observe their habits? Or communicate with them face to face?"

Hearing Lupin’s question, Wang Xuebin narrowed his eyes and shook his head and said:

“No, none of them!

Don't compare the Death Eaters with the dark creatures you met before. Believe me, they are much darker than the dark creatures you met before!

As for our mission today, it is no longer about contact observation, but about combat, real battle, life-and-death battle!

On this battlefield today, there can only be one side standing and leaving, either you and me, or the group of Death Eaters!

There is no third possibility!”

As he said that, Wang Xuebin turned around and looked at Luping, who was already a little dull, and shouted in a voice:

"I'll ask again... are you... really ready... facing this bloody fight?"