A thick fog covered the entire road, and the old horse could barely see anything in front of him. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoIf it weren't for the fact that Director Amelia Bones personally gave this task, Old Mar would not have been willing to come on this trip. In this remote place, Lao Ma always felt that something was wrong, as an old Auror, Lao Ma had a lot of experience, and at this time he was already vigilant, and his wand was also taken out, and he was not afraid of meeting any Muggles at all.

Little Hangelton, this place that I have never heard of, the old horse has never been here, there was a wizard who lived here before, but I heard that it has disappeared more than ten years ago.

The Quidditch World Cup is about to begin, and there is no extra manpower in the ministry at all, otherwise according to the regulations, the Aurors must travel in tandem on a business trip. Now that manpower is already very tight, Lao Ma has also been assigned to defend the Quidditch World Cup, this time it is Director Amelia Bones who has specially assigned him a temporary task to confirm here anyway.

After the phantom of the old horse came out, he immediately understood that I was afraid that something really happened here. But Lao Ma didn't think about what happened here.

Thick fog enveloped the village, dark clouds were thick, and although it was spring, it was still freezing cold. The old horse instinctively felt a tremble, as if something terrible was hiding in the thick fog.

Lao Ma considered whether to go to the ministry to move rescue soldiers, but now there is too much manpower, even if he goes back, I am afraid that there will be no manpower for him. The old horse hesitated, but still set foot on the road to the village.

Some of the weeds on the road were so long that it seemed that no one had passed for a long time. It was too quiet, there was no sound around during the day, there was a faint strange smell in the air, it seemed to be a musty smell from a house in disrepair, the old horse held his wand tightly in his hand, and the spell was ready to be issued at any time.

A dark shadow appeared in the dense fog ahead, and it seemed to be a person. Thinking that there were no wizards here, Lao Ma had to hide his wand slightly to make his appearance less strange. As an Auror, Lao Ma knows that this time is not a particular juncture, and the most important thing is to keep his own shot at any time.

The old horse slowly walked towards the black shadow, and sure enough, it was a person, it should be a Muggle, but he stood there motionless with his back to the old horse. The uncomfortable feeling in the old horse's heart became even stronger. He put away his wand because the other party was a Muggle, and instead aimed it directly at the Muggle in front of him.

"Hey, man, it's not going to be a good day!" said the old horse, slowly walking around the Muggles, and the hairs on his body stood on end. If your guess is correct, then you will be in big trouble. Such terrible things used to only occur in Africa!

A blue face appeared in the old horse's field of vision, his eyes were white, as if there was a layer of white mist, his expression was dull, and he seemed to feel the arrival of the old horse at this time, and slowly turned to the old horse.

The old horse instantly understood that the worst had happened!

The old horse instantly aimed his wand at himself, and quietly cast the invisibility spell, and then he slowly retreated, but this yin corpse seemed to be able to see through the invisibility spell, he turned his head as the old horse moved, turned ninety degrees, and the old horse clearly heard the sound of the bones being misaligned.

"How can your luck be so bad, you must have gone out without looking at the yellow calendar, and you actually met a yin corpse! I am afraid that the only people who dare to make a yin corpse in Britain are Death Eaters, and it may even be... "You know, the British Ministry of Magic is one of the most powerful ministries of magic, and the power of the Ministry of Magic here is not as weak as in Africa, and those dark wizards can rarely create any storms and waves in the UK. Outside of the Death Eaters, the British Ministry of Magic can deal with any Dark Wizard.

The old horse, who instantly understood his situation, did not have the consciousness of being a hero, and he just wanted to go back as soon as possible and report this important news to Amelia Bones. The old horse moved slowly, trying to avoid the perception range of the Yin Corpse, but apparently unsuccessfully.

The fog seemed to be thicker everywhere, and the old horse couldn't even see a few meters away, but strangely there was no fog between him and the corpse, but it became clearer and clearer.

With many years of experience in the Aurors, Lao Ma knew that at this time, I was afraid that it had reached a life-and-death juncture, and there was no need to keep it, but Lao Ma put away his wand instead, he had already tried it just now, the portkey, the phantom shift, could not be used, it should be a strange fog. The old horse, who was still in an invisible state, took out the easy disk from his wizard robe, he looked at the pointers on the crazy easy disk, and knew that there was something wrong with the fog, the old horse calmed down his fear slightly, he recited a spell to the easy disk, the easy disk seemed to feel the crisis of the old horse, and the complex runes on it all lit up, and a three-dimensional small formation appeared above the easy disk.

The old horse cautiously continued to chant the incantation, and at this time, several black shadows had appeared in the dense fog not far away, and there should be other yin corpses sensing the old horse.

The three-dimensional formation began to condense slowly, and it seemed to be about to be completed, at this time, a light "huh" sound came, and then a red spell shot over in an instant, Lao Ma all his energy was on maintaining the formation, and he had no spare strength to resist the spell, and the spell instantly hit Yi Pan, directly blowing Yi Pan to pieces. The old horse's face turned pale instantly, and he hurriedly drew his wand and looked at the place where the spell had been fired.

"It turned out to be a descendant of the Far East, no wonder he knew that kind of witchcraft. It's kind of interesting. What is your name. Professor Quirrell slowly floated out of the fog, his pale face, cold gaze, and slender hands, and he was now holding a long red wand with three fingers.

Lao Ma had never seen Professor Quirrell in person, but that feeling of fear made Lao Ma sigh for a while, it seems that he is going to explain here today. No matter who the other party is, it is not your own to deal with. It's too strong!

Hearing Professor Quirrell's question, Lao Ma said: "So that's really the case, these Yin Corpses were made by you, Dark Wizard, the Ministry of Magic has noticed here, and more Aurors will come soon, if you don't run, you won't have a chance!" More and more Yin Corpses gathered, Lao Ma's heart became heavier and heavier, it seems that this is really a massacre!

Professor Quirrell smiled sarcastically, and a red spell instantly hit the old horse, knocking him directly out of the stealth state, and the old horse fell to the ground in pain, Professor Quirrell said: "Don't lie to me, if you really want to live, answer my questions honestly, I may not turn you into the same as them." You're a wizard after all. ”

The old horse breathed a lot of air, and just now he felt that his whole body seemed to be directly pierced, such a sharp pain, the old horse had never experienced before.

Lao Ma looked at Professor Quirrell with a sneering face, and said: "I am an Auror, you should know, the ministry has positioning magic for Aurors, and I have also reported that I came here, if I disappear for no reason, then I am afraid that soon the Auror will come to investigate, and when the time comes, your hard work here will be all over." ”

Professor Quirrell walked up to the old horse, looked at the old horse and said, "Auror, you don't know who I am, so I don't blame you for being rude. But you have to understand that your current situation, if you don't cooperate, then I have countless ways to make your life worse than death. ”

The old horse's face became even paler, "Okay, what do you want me to do?"

"That magic you just had, I seem to have seen there, can you tell me, what is that?" Professor Quirrell asked.

Lao Ma said: "It was an ancient oriental escape technique, which was engraved on that Yi disk, and now that the Yi disk has been destroyed, there is no way to launch that escape technique." ”

A red light hit the old horse again, and the old horse felt as if his whole body was on fire, and in the severe pain, he was in a trance, and I don't know how long it took for the old horse to come back to his senses.

Professor Quirrell had already taken advantage of the old horse's mental loss and used the Regent's Thoughts, but the Aurors were professionally trained, and they had a strong ability to resist the Regents' Thoughts.

"Yes, you're not lying, so let's let you live a little longer. Stand up and follow me. "Professor Quirrell is confident in his Dementor Vision, and he doesn't think an ordinary Auror can fool him.

The old horse struggled to his feet, Professor Quirrell didn't even take his wand, and the old horse didn't dare to act rashly. At this time, he already understood that the gap between the strength of the other party and himself was too big, and he was as weak as an ant in front of the enemy.

After entering the village, Lao Ma saw a terrifying scene, surrounded by walking corpses, and these killed villagers were unconsciously moving chaotically in the village. The whole village has completely turned into a dead village.

The two walked for more than ten minutes, and finally came to the outside of a manor, at this time the manor emitted a miserable green light, and the terrible and hideous plants completely crawled all over the manor, and a house that looked rotten, like a tombstone, was inserted in the center of the manor.

Professor Quirrell waved his hand slightly, and the hideous plants automatically opened a path, and Professor Quirrell motioned for the old horse to follow, and the two of them passed the wriggling python-like plants before reaching the rotten house in the middle. The old horse looked at the distorted faces on the wall of the house with some horror, and one of them seemed to be a little familiar, it was the first yin corpse that the old horse had seen.

"They... They—" The old horse asked tremblingly, pointing to the twisted faces that were constantly struggling.

"It's those Muggle souls, and now I need them to contribute. Professor Quirrell said nonchalantly. In his opinion, Muggles, like livestock, were something that could be exploited.

The old horse's face turned pale and tilted his head away, not wanting to look at the struggling and twisted faces.

The rotten door opened, and a green glow shot out of the room, and Professor Quirrell motioned for the old horse to follow. The two entered the house.

At this time, Riddle's ancestral house had been completely transformed by Professor Quirrell, and the entire house had been turned into a weapon. According to Professor Quirrell's plan, he needed a helper at this point, a wizard helper. Curiously, instead of choosing his Death Eaters, Professor Quirrell chose the old horse.

Lao Ma had no ability to resist at all, the gap between him and Professor Quirrell was irreparable, and the terrible scene here had long made Lao Ma, an old Auror, frightened.

Although he has heard of the massacres that took place on the African continent and seen some terrible black magic, what can Lao Ma do when he experiences this terrible slaughter and sees those souls who are constantly struggling?

"You are lucky to witness a great event happening. Sit down, you already know who I am!" Professor Quirrell said lightly. The room had now become a separate space, and the old furniture of the Riddle family was still there, and Professor Quirrell sat down, motioning for the old horse to sit down as well.

The old horse couldn't resist, he could only sit down as Professor Quirrell instructed: "You're... You are... The Dark Lord?!" said the old horse tremblingly.

Professor Quirrell smiled, "No, I'm not the Dark Lord, I'm Professor Quirrell, you know, I'm a Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher at Hogwarts. Professor Quirrell laughed. Dumbledore had rejected himself at the beginning, but he did not expect that he would become a Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher in such a way.

The old horse was slightly stunned, he didn't know what Professor Quirrell meant, so he had to be silent. Professor Quirrell continued, "You should be the elite of the Aurors, I wonder if you participated in the last war?"

The old horse nodded, of course he had participated in the first war against the Dark Lord, and he had behaved very bravely.

"Oh, yes, a veteran, why do you think I failed? They all say that it is often their enemies who know themselves best, and I suddenly want to hear today what the Aurors think of my failures?" Professor Quirrell asked coldly. For this, the Dark Lord has reflected countless times in the Black Forest of Romania, which makes the Dark Lord's personality even more distorted.

The old horse glanced at Professor Quirrell with some surprise, Professor Quirrell's eyes seemed to be burning with flames, and the old horse didn't dare to look more, so he hurriedly lowered his head.

"Say, Auror, if what you say makes sense, I can even spare you!" Professor Quirrell asked excitedly.

Lao Ma had no choice but to say: "You are just unlucky, unlucky!"

"Nonsense!" Professor Quirrell jerked to his feet, his terrible burning eyes fixed on the old horse, who knew he couldn't get away with it.

"Auror, give you one last chance, if you don't answer properly, your soul will perish forever!" Professor Quirrell said coldly. The old horse couldn't help but shudder at the thought of the Muggle souls trapped in this rotten house outside.

The reason for the Dark Lord's failure, where would Lao Ma, an ordinary Auror, think too much about this, but at this time, this question obviously has to be answered, Lao Ma thought quickly, wanting to find an answer that the Dark Lord likes. A strong man like the Dark Lord has his own opinion on the affirmation of some things, and he just wants to get the same answer from the old horse's mouth to prove himself right.

If the old horse can't think of an answer, whether what the old horse said is right or not, the Dark Lord will kill the old horse, and the old horse had to say tentatively: "The Death Eaters are too weak..." After trembling, Professor Quirrell seemed to be listening, and seemed to be thinking about something else, but there was no trace of rage, and the old horse breathed a sigh of relief.