The Evil God of Hogwarts

Xing Ze came to the parking lot behind the apartment building. He opened his notes and looked at the license plate of Frank's pickup truck.

The parking lot guard remembered Frank's Land Rover very well and could even tell him the license plate quickly, but he didn't have much memory of the Chevrolet Silverado pickup truck.

British license plates underwent major changes after 2001. Before that, license plates consisted of one letter, three numbers and three letters.

The first letter is the most important, as it represents the year of the license plate on the car. The parking lot guard only remembered the first letter and three numbers.

But this is enough. Pick-up cars are relatively rare in such high-end residential areas, not to mention that the first three digits are unlikely to overlap.

It didn't take long for Xing Ze to find the pickup truck, but he couldn't find the license plate, but there was only one Chevrolet pickup truck in the entire parking lot.

He pulled out his wand and walked slowly and carefully to the car. Through the car glass, he saw blood stains on the back seat.

Perhaps the guard had confused the license plate of another pickup truck, but combined with the blood stains on the sofa at Frank's home, Xing Ze was even more certain that the pickup truck belonged to Frank.

After an Alajo opened the spell, the car door opened, and the young wizard poked his head in to take a look. A familiar smell filled his nose, it was that unknown toxin.

At this moment, Xing Ze suddenly thought of something. He immediately got out of the car and used Apparition to appear in the administrator's room.

Aldrich was lying on the floor of the living room, and it looked like he must have been cast a fainting spell. Xing Ze held the wand tightly in his hand and slowly walked towards the back room.

"Miss Shafik?" Xing Ze called out.

"Here!" the eldest lady responded.

The sound came from the bathroom, and he walked there faster.

"Come in, you need to see this."

Xing Ze walked into the bathroom and saw a body lying in the bathtub. It was a middle-aged man about forty or fifty years old, with a beer belly and a bullet hole in his forehead. From the trousers he was wearing, we could guess that he also had a coat, a uniform coat.

"The real Aldrich?"

Ally shrugged her shoulders and said, "I'm not sure." After that, she handed a pistol with a silencer to Xing Ze.

"It seems that the murder weapon has been found. How do you know that the person outside is not Aldrich?"

"Clothes," the eldest lady stood up and said, "Although he is wearing a uniform jacket, his shoes are canvas shoes. Who would match them like that?" Not to mention his pants.

"So I put him to the test. There were no riverside houses on the Mersey Avenue. It was all docks and warehouses. Only dockworkers and porters would live there, but he didn't deny it."

"clever."

“Did you find anything in the parking lot?”

"Frank has been here before," Xing Ze said, "but I don't know which apartment it is."

"About this." Ellie took out a key, "I think we found the answer. Do you want to notify those Muggle police to come in?"

"No, I smell toxins in the car."

Upon hearing this, the eldest lady took out her wand again, "Then..."

"It might be dangerous." Xing Ze cast a defensive spell on himself.

"Stop talking so much nonsense."

The key was for an apartment on the third floor. The two came to the door, and Xing Ze took the key and opened the door of the apartment.

Ellie's magic was ready and could be used at any time. She watched with concentration as Xing Ze slowly opened the door.

A complex magic circle was carved on the floor in front of the door. Although it was daytime, the room was very dark.

Xing Ze picked up the wand and applied another brisk step to himself. Ellie behind him frowned. Normally, a wizard could not afford too much auxiliary magic.

But since he went upstairs to here, Xing Ze has already added three buff magics to himself. This is far beyond what an ordinary wizard's body can bear.

But she couldn't care about that now, because there was a strange muttering coming from the house, like someone was whispering.

After passing through the living room, the two found a man immersed in writing in the study room. The strange whisper came from him.

"Sir." Xing Ze stopped at a suitable distance, "Can you hear me, sir?"

The man didn't react at all, and kept writing something on the white paper.

Xing Ze and Ai Li looked at each other, both of them a little undecided. After hesitating for a few seconds, Xing Ze raised his voice again and asked the man.

This time the weirdo made some movement. He slowly raised his head and pushed up his glasses with his left hand that was shaking like a stroke.

Only then did the two of them see that the skin color on the left half of his neck was purple, and the blood vessels under the skin were swollen.

The strange man shouted in a hoarse voice: "Snake, it's a snake. I looked and saw... countless snakes..."

"Why would Frank hide a madman in a place like this?" Ellie frowned, waved her wand and cast a binding spell to fix the man on the seat.

Xing Ze did not answer the question, but walked to the desk and looked at it. The white paper was covered with a symbol he had never seen before.

Then he turned his attention to the weirdo, who should obviously be a member of Frank's team. Judging from his appearance, although he was drooling, his eyes were swollen, and his mouth was crooked, it was not difficult to tell that he was the Shakespeare.

In view of his extremely abnormal mental condition, Xing Ze reached out to him.

"Hey, be careful," Ellie reminded.

The curtains in this room were all closed, so the eldest lady didn't see clearly what Xing Ze was going to do?

The blue beak turned into black particles and entered Shakespeare's body. As the memory was slowly unearthed, the poor man's body trembled violently.

Ordinary people's brains cannot withstand this kind of memory exploration, not even some mentally weak wizards, so the consequences of doing so will cause the investigator who came from time to time to fall into complete madness.

But when he found the deep memory, Xing Ze was shocked, and the black particles quickly returned to his body.

"What's wrong?" the eldest lady asked with some confusion.

Xing Ze shook his head, took a deep breath and said, "It's okay, we probably won't be able to ask anything else from him."

"Perhaps it can be sent to the Ministry of Magic. They have many ways to read people's memories. Seeing as he is already like this, it doesn't matter if he becomes more crazy."

Shakespeare began to murmur strange sentences in a low voice. Most of the words in the sentences ended with this, like a snake's message.

"A won't agree. It's better to send it to West to see if he can help this dear friend recover for a while. Besides, he also needs certain treatment."

At this moment, Xing Ze heard the sound of someone coming upstairs. He put his hand on his lips to signal Ellie to keep quiet.

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