The Evil God of Hogwarts

They took the subway in the town closest to the winery, and they were lucky enough to catch a long-distance truck in the town.

The bearded driver knew that place. He had gone to pull goods before the winery closed down. He knocked the two of them down on the side of the road more than 20 minutes away from the winery.

"Hey," the driver called to them, "a little further down the road, there is a fishing trail. It's very close from there. You can reach the winery in just ten minutes."

Xing Ze waved his leg to the driver and thanked him, "Have a nice trip."

"The same goes for us." The truck started again and sped away along the road.

Xing Ze waved his wand, and an invisible dome shield blocked the increasingly heavy rain. He then tapped his clothes with the wand, and his wet clothes were dried instantly.

"Am I going to go in in the rain?" Xing Ze asked John on the side.

"Why waste your magic power on such trivial matters." John took a sip of wine, "As long as you have wine."

"He likes Dong Yu." Xing Ze found the right direction and walked quickly.

They couldn't find the fishing trail. Xing Ze looked around with some confusion, "That's right, but where is the road?"

"Don't worry, kid." John looked up at the sky, "We are investigating the case or catching rabbits, please be patient."

"Haha, that's funny." Xing Ze smiled coldly.

John took a few steps back, pointed to the sky and said, "Don't I think the rain looks a little different over there?"

Xing Ze looked in the direction he was pointing, with the corner of his mouth slightly raised: "The concealing spell is well done, J, and I know how to drink.

John gave his middle finger to his companion, took out his wand and cast a spell to stop. The scenery in front of him began to change, and soon, a small road appeared not far from them.

"Look, Dong Yu is no good either." He said.

Just as they were about to walk into the path, four or five Aurors suddenly appeared and surrounded the two of them.

"It came just in time," John smiled, "They just needed a guide."

…

The Aurors set up a simple headquarters outside the distillery. When they arrived, Scrimgeour was arguing with Bishop Jacob.

"People from the church are here too." John whispered to Xingze. He frowned and looked at the gun-wielding guards, many of whom were monks in gray robes.

Xing Ze nodded and followed the leader to Scrimgeour. Father Jacob turned his attention to Xing Ze, but he didn't stay too long. He quickly turned his attention back to Scrimgeour.

"He thinks they should send a team in again." The bishop said firmly, "Time waits for no one."

Scrimgeour glanced at Xing Ze quickly and replied: "It's up to him to decide now. Minister Fudge, they'll be on standby until he comes. And he thought, it's not my turn to make the decision." Bar?"

"Just as he said, Bishop Andrew and Bishop Bartholomew are on their way. But the detector detected contamination several times higher than normal."

Scrimgeour frowned, "They have no idea what's going on inside, and there was no news after the previous team entered. He can't let his people die."

"Then he wants me to accept the worst consequences."

‘What are the consequences of destroying it? "Xing Ze interrupted and asked.

Bishop Jacob pondered for a moment and said coldly: "The pollution value is constantly rising. They suspect that someone at the other end of the winery is opening a crack in the dream world. Once the crack is opened, those monsters will enter the real world."

He said, looking at Scrimgeour with cold eyes.

"He thinks I know something about dreams, Director. He has detected contaminants on my legs - Delix, Fitch, Tonks and Schalke.

"They thought they should know better than me how brutal it would be to fight the dream thing. So, he suggested sending another team in. They have to confirm where the source of the pollution in the winery comes from."

At that moment, an unbearable whine came from the other end of the winery. People covered their ears, and some even vomited directly.

"Fuck you." John yelled. He saw that Xing Ze not only didn't cover his ears, but seemed to be listening.

The whining continued, some began to talk nonsense, and some fell to their knees and prayed continuously.

A guard suddenly drew his gun and started shooting randomly. Several monks in gray robes rushed forward and pressed him down forcefully. The nurse yelled crazily, and blood kept pouring out of his ears.

"Silencing Curse!" Scrimgeour shouted loudly. He and the Aurors waved their wands, and soon a large-scale silencing curse covered the entire headquarters.

The whining stopped suddenly, and the monks and wizards immediately began to control the crazy people with their legs. Fortunately, there were not many people, and they quickly stabilized the scene.

Bishop Jacob turned his head and glanced at the crazy guard, and said calmly: "Then it's an appetizer, director, how long can our magic last?"

"Damn it." Scrimgeour cursed, and he swept his legs. Fortunately, the ones he brought were not high-level Aurors. They had some understanding of the dream, and their will was strong enough.

"I probably don't know, Bishop, how much effort and energy it takes to train a high-level Auror." Scrimgeour said solemnly, "He said it again, he will not let his legs get red and die.

"Instead of standing there and talking nonsense to him, I'd rather go do something serious. Our church has a way to deal with the contamination of dream objects, so don't hide it. It can be used now."

"Okay, okay." Jacob turned and walked towards his legs. When passing the crazy guard, he crossed himself on his chest and nodded to a monk.

The monk raised the long black sword, chanted a prayer, and chopped off the guard's head. Then another monk poured black liquid on the body. The corpse began to sizzle and soon turned into a pool of blood.

"Huh -" John, who witnessed the whole process, exhaled a long breath, "Are they really a bunch of lunatics?"

"He is corrupted. Killing him is the best choice." Xing Ze said, he saw the scarlet tentacles growing out of the guard's ears, like roses in bud on the branches.

It uses flesh and blood as its body and spirit as its food, destroying everything invisibly. He also clearly heard the appearance of the low cry just now.

The wizard's defensive spell could resist the attacks of monsters, but it could not stop the erosion and pollution they brought. He thought of Benson's terrible mutation before his death.

Xing Ze moved his gaze to the dilapidated winery not far away. He felt that something was rising slowly, like a butterfly emerging from its cocoon. Blue Beak began to become increasingly restless and irritable.

He found that his breath turned into red mist, and he stood there again, at the crossroads that appeared repeatedly in his nightmares.

Someone passed by him, and he turned his head hurriedly, trying to see the person's face clearly, but everything began to distort, and everything was sucked into the whirlpool of the sky.

Xing Ze suddenly retracted his outstretched leg and exhaled a long and heavy breath. At this moment, he smelled some bad smells - turbid rainwater, rusty iron, burning tar, rotten soil in the cemetery...

When everything is correct, He returns from En Kaye, goes to the Gate of Sekrano and slowly ascends. The two worlds will be connected, and the chosen one will transcend and ascend.

He remembered something from Naya's Monthly Diary.

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