The Occult Warlock of Hogwarts

"You seem to have something to do." After finishing his lunch break on the hottest afternoon, DeWitt said to Ms. Feier who was leaning at the desk writing a letter: "This makes you look good recently."

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People who have clear goals and can see the hope of achieving them are like this. Ms. Feier is such a person now. She smiled slightly and said: "Do you want some tea?"

"I told you, I usually just drink water at home," DeWitt said, "What are you busy with?"

Ms. Feier continued to smile, but she had no intention of elaborating.

"I received news from my friends," DeWitt looked at Ms. Feier for a while, then changed the subject and said, "Weslai's family went to Egypt, and Granger's family went to France. I was thinking -

—Should I also visit other countries?"

"Then where do you want to go?"

"I haven't thought about it yet."

"Going to the East?"

"That feels good."

"What about America?"

"Okay."

"Just hang around locally?"

"I remembered you talking about the local area," DeWitt said: "Emma Grossman - I told you about what happened at Hogwarts during the vacation. How is her family?"
Ms. Feier replied calmly: "They were very sad and... angry. When Snape went to deliver the news, they once wanted to take action. The consequences..."

"Didn't Snape tell them the truth?"

"It doesn't matter whether they tell her or not, it will affect the family's grief," Ms. Feier said: "The niece killed her own brother, and the niece is almost dead. They can't even see the niece. Originally, Sneezy

Pu will take them to St. Mungo's Hospital to see Emma, ​​but it won't happen after the operation... It's hard to say which is the worse news?"

"The only difference between telling or not is whether they will hate wizards. If they behave irrationally again, the Ministry of Magic will probably take action, right?" DeWitt said: "But even if the truth is told, they may not

Accept."

"What are you going to do?"

"Just casual chatting. I'm not going to do anything. I don't owe them anything. It's their misfortune to have a child like Emma Grossman. We should continue to discuss where to go on vacation."

Things."

Ms. Feier kept her mouth shut, waiting for DeWitt to make up his mind.

"But it's not bad to stay at home," DeWitt said thoughtfully: "You can take this opportunity to upgrade A2. There are still speculations about magic that need to be verified. I once longed to leave an island, but I can go wherever I really want.

Now I want to stay at home. The world is peaceful as a whole, and I don’t want to be so tired anymore..."

"Leave it to me to make you tired." Ms. Feier said softly.

DeWitt had not had any dissatisfaction with Ms. Feier for a long time, and this time was no exception. He nodded and said nothing, and went to find some information to read - and after reading it, he had an idea, and said: "I

If you want to keep a pet, how about a bird? A thunderbird?"

"No," DeWitt himself dismissed the idea: "Thunderbirds are protected animals... They are also very big. It is good to be big, but how can I touch it anytime and anywhere..."

"How about Sniff? Bowtruckle?" Ms. Feier suggested: "What other birds? Or just follow the crowd, cats, owls, toads, mice..."

"Shh-" DeWitt suddenly signaled Ms. Feier to be silent: "We have guests."

The mechanism outside the house has been triggered, and currently only the early warning magic has been triggered. If the guest still has ill intentions and makes up his mind to move on - he will be like this - being hit in the face by several fireballs.

It's quiet outside.

"I'll go take a look." Ms. Feier said.

"No," DeWitt shook his head. He woke up the dormant A2 and said, "A2, go ahead."

A2 went out, and then she flew back at a faster speed, passed through the living room, crashed through two walls, stood up from the third wall in the smoke and dust, seemingly unscathed, and immediately raised the

The sword wants to fight again.

DeWitt frowned and said, "Oh, stop, stand behind me."

A2 obeyed silently.

Ms. Feier squeezed her wand tightly, put up several layers of defense, and dispersed the smoke and dust. The house that had been the focus of her efforts had a big hole in it, which made her very annoyed, and she also knew the person who came here: "Richard

·Vandermoor! Are you looking for death?"

The person who came was a tall, pale man, wearing a retro stand-collar cloak with red stripes on a black background, which made Richard Vandermoor's already gloomy face look even more grim. At the same time, he pursed his lips tightly.

Black-purple lips and two deep nasolabial folds extending all the way to the lower jaw make people think that he is a resolute person.

This man's style of doing things was consistent with his appearance, so he didn't answer Ms. Feier's questions and just focused on the purpose of his trip - killing people.

You can kill people by slitting your throat and sucking out the blood, and wizards can also die. Richard Vandermore has a clear understanding of this and has practiced it many times. He turned into a black mist and passed through Ms. Feier's body.

Protection, when the black mist condensed and transformed into a human form, the sharp nails growing on her hands had already stabbed Ms. Feier's throat.

Then DeWitt used the wand to hold it, and the wand began to turn into a sword.

Mr. Vandermoor refused to back down, and he waved his claws again. Sparks collided between his nails and the sword blade, which made DeWitt a little more excited. He increased his attack speed and used a wide-coverage slash to drive back Richard Vandermoor.

, twisted his wrist and swung the sword, and said with interest: "Ah, I can actually meet someone who is engaged in melee combat - come on, I will fight you."

It stands to reason that Mr. Vandermore should put the primary target, Ms. Feier, at the forefront, because the goal of the mission is to take Ms. Feier's life, but he doesn't care about the order. The outcome of this family depends on him.

It seems to be destined. Although there is a beautiful woman with long silver hair, it still doesn't matter. He continues to wave his claws and rush forward like a shadow.

The moment he came to the front of DeWitt, his body was abnormally shorter than normal. At the same time, he opened his hands and rushed forward. When his arms were closed, his claws could break open the opponent's abdomen, letting the hot organs drip.

His face was covered, and he could immediately use his nose and mouth to deeply inhale the warm blood - this trick was tried and tested. He had dealt with both wizards and Muggles, and neither magic nor firearms could deal with him...

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But DeWitt reacted quickly and had good eyesight. He clearly saw the whole process. When Mr. Vandermore opened his arms, he raised his foot and kicked him in the chest at the precise time. The two of them flew backwards at the same time.

, but the flying posture is also different - DeWitt's posture is just a normal backward jump, but Mr. Vandermore fell to the ground several times and rolled awkwardly several times.

But Mr. Vandermoor immediately got up, lying on the ground, like a big moth, fluttering his cloak like wings, and rushed over again, launching an offensive like a storm, with his glowing red claws intertwining in front of him.

Bloody web.

Okay, DeWitt thought dully, this special effect is pretty good, so he can do it himself - so he stroked the sword blade hard with his palm, and flames ignited on the sword blade, and he waved the burning sword to face it.

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