Chapter 397

Like an experienced hunter returning from hunting.

Cole ignored the eyes of the wizards, carrying Walton with blood on his face and a dead pig, went to the bar and asked for a glass of whisky.

Staring in awe, he tossed the bartender a five pound note as a tip and said coldly, "if someone wants Mr. Walton McNeil.

Tell each other.

I just asked him about my parents.

Tomorrow morning, I'll take him to the Ministry of magic, so some people don't have to worry about his safety. "

When he arrested Walton McNeil, the black wizard who appeared as a Death Eater and the guy's paranoid attitude.

Think of the future of the film plot, the Azkaban prison robbery.

It's not hard to imagine.

Mr. Walton, with his accomplices, is plotting something.

Otherwise.

Nor would he have gone so far after seeing the notorious Death Eater hunter.

Originally, Cole could take Walton directly and use the evil portal to return directly to the principal's office in Hogwarts.

However, considering that doing so would expose Dumbledore's plan to Voldemort's eyes, and the old wizard had explained before the operation, and tried to act secretly.

So.

Cole definitely took the cause of the matter to himself.

The whole magical world knows that if the stupid black wizard had not killed his family, there would be no Death Eater hunters now.

Such a reason can only be said to be very reasonable and impeccable.

Even if Voldemort had doubts, he would not directly doubt Dumbledore.

The bartender nodded in fear, even his voice trembled, and said, "Zun... Your Excellency Cole walker, if Auror's office... Or some strange people come to me, I should say..."

Chaotic and turbulent times.

As a humble bar owner, part-time bartender.

Caught in this struggle between big people, there is no residue that will definitely die.

In this way, he was more concerned that the black wizards who appeared earlier would come to trouble him than worried about Auror's office.

If you eat an Avada curse

Cole took out a silver-plated bullet with strange runes engraved on the surface and threw it to the bartender. Without saying anything more, he carried Walton.

Under the gaze of wizards with different faces.

Swagger away.

Make sure no one is following.

Take out the evil portal and say, "go to Hogwarts, my dormitory."

"Yes, great master."

After the distorted sense of space, Cole stood abruptly on the wooden floor of the dormitory.

Dumbledore sat in the leather chair and looked at him quietly.

Bang——

Walton fell to the ground with a heavy crash.

The old wizard shook his head reluctantly, got up, waved his wand, repaired the injury on the Death Eater's face, then manipulated the medicine bottle in Cole's coat pocket, flew to Walton's mouth and filled it for him.

Finish this.

Dumbledore said as he walked outside the door, "I'll arrange for Snape to deal with the Muggle world.

This guy belongs to you tonight. "

Finish.

With an expression of 'I've never seen Walton come to Hogwarts', he hurried away with his negative hand.

The system tone then sounds.

"Mission 4 of the feeder line has been completed."

'demon hunter, you almost broke Mr. Walton's neck just now. Even death eaters, please pay attention to your discretion.

Not all wizards are as resistant to beating as Voldemort. "

"Reward: Elemental Rune · caster's mark."

[elemental Rune · caster's mark: through the mark, you can freely manipulate the power of natural elements through elemental runes.

That doesn't mean you're a wizard.

Only one element can be manipulated at a time.

A fragment of an instruction manual:... In addition to the functions of warming in winter and cooling in summer, this thing needs some wonderful imagination more often...]

After the mechanical synthesis disappears.

There was a stabbing pain on the back of Cole's left hand, like a tattoo.

Raise your hand.

One is as like as two peas of an element, but above it covers a layer of pure black, six star pattern tattoos with oil filling singularity.

Suddenly appeared on the skin of the back of his hand.

Scan the instructions given by the system.

It is certain that this thing is as harmless as when he first got it.

however...

Go to the wall.

With his left hand on the wall, Cole thought.

Under the control of natural elements, there are circles of ripples on the surface of the wall, like the water surface, and then separate a gap for one person to pass sideways.

After confirming the purpose.

Cole put down his left hand and the softened wall changed back to its original shape.

Purely functional props.

Like the system description, if used properly, sometimes unexpected effects can be created.

In an hour.

Walton woke up.

During the friendly and cordial discussion with Cole, he insisted that he had no knowledge of the killing of Cole's family, let alone who planned it behind the scenes.

He threatened to break the guy's nose if he caught the bastard who deliberately hurt him with a lie.

After the illegal magical creature executed the man and even used a curse to assure cole that he would never know anything about it.

The long night ended.

Dawn is coming.

After being tortured by a Death Eater Hunter overnight, Mr. Walton McNeil, who had a ghost in his heart, ran away from Hogwarts and didn't even have the courage to turn back.

Disappeared outside the school.

What he doesn't know is.

A cunning old wizard stood on the tower and watched everything silently.

The bell rang.

The sun pushed away the dark clouds and tried to disperse the eternal darkness over Hogwarts.

At the same time.

This may mean that the busy day of the new semester has begun.

however.

There is another person, more busy than students.

The bell has just sounded.

The laziest student is still lying in bed.

The old pink witch Dolores Umbridge, dressed neatly, walked in the corridor outside the classroom, waved her magic wand and corrected all behaviors and objects that she thought were not in line with etiquette and educational reform.

With the authorization of the Minister of magic.

Her face was red and elated, as if from today on, she was her majesty, who Hogwarts said nothing, anyone who resisted her will

Just after Umbridge looked arrogant and domineering and separated the two kissing little lovers with a magic wand, he turned the corner.

One that still makes her itch.

anytime.

That cold and handsome face was so arrogant that she couldn't help punching the guy.

With his left hand in his trouser pocket, he took big steps, his windbreaker swung, and with a cigarette in his mouth, he crossed the student as if there were no one else and came towards her.