It is difficult for a wizard to see when he will die, and the end of the world is equally unpredictable. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoLegend has it that in ancient times, the excessive use of magic eventually led to the complete destruction of the Atlantean civilization. In today's world, population explosion, nuclear weapons are out of control, and belief in violence and fear is constantly eroding the heart and soul of every life. Are wizards by nature aggressive, and when magic was invented in the first place, was it meant to kill and plunder?

There is no faster way to accumulate wealth than looting, and there is no faster way to accumulate knowledge than plagiarism. Wizards have long learned a little bit to use violence and plunder to achieve their ideals, which is why there is war magic, and there are magical weapons such as dementors and yin corpses.

After hundreds of years of evolution, it seems that the whole world has not changed in the slightest, and violence and captivity are still the main themes of the entire wizarding world. The only change is that the methods are more subtle and the methods are more cruel.

In the thousand-year-old city of London, if you're not a strong man, never try to learn her secrets. Business is good today, the bartender has already taken three drinks from the cellar, but the wizards are still very enthusiastic, as if there is something special to celebrate. In the bartender's memory, the last time something like this happened was more than a decade ago, when Voldemort was defeated by a teenager named Harry Potter, and the reign of terror that enveloped wizarding Britain for decades finally came to an end.

"Hey, Jack, give me a few more stouts, the weather is so nice today, I can't help but want to have another one. A middle-aged white man in a leather coat, riding boots, and a wand hanging from his waist, who looked like a cowboy and a wizard, shouted loudly.

"Okay, Howard, but you'll have to wait, I'll have to go to the cellar again. The bartender handed a bright red unnamed liquid to a cloaked wizard, who took the glass without the slightest hint.

"Howard, this is not the time to relax, there are still so many Death Eaters to interrogate, and now that there is no Azkaban, the Death Eaters need to be held in our own custody. A yellow-skinned, middle-aged wizard from one of the other three wizards who was with the middle-aged white man said. He drank the beer from his glass and wanted to get out of here.

"Lao Ma, I know that you love your work, and now is also a critical period for your promotion, but that is your period, and we should relax a little. Besides, tonight wasn't supposed to be our shift. I've been suffocating to death for the past few days. Howard said to the old horse.

A glimmer of green light flashed in Lao Ma's eyes, and after thinking about it, he didn't say anything in the end, but laughed, "Howard, it seems that I was really too nervous and forgot that we weren't on duty tonight, since that's the case, I'll invite you in the next round." ”

"Hey, old horse, this is not your style, you are a well-known miser among our Aurors, how did you change sex today?" another black wizard looked at the old horse strangely.

"Speaking of old horse, you have indeed changed a lot recently, you used to only seem to know how to make money, and you cared very much about every gold galleon, and recently you have also begun to degenerate, not only going out to drink and clubbing with us, but also taking the initiative to pay the bill several times, are you actually not an old horse at all, but another person?" Howard said with drunken eyes.

"Hey, Howard, you don't drink too much, don't drink too much, every time we hurt us to bring you back, even if you have a levitation spell, wouldn't it be troublesome to get a big man like you back. As to whether I'm someone else or not, I don't think I need to say more. Haven't you changed recently? Let's just say Howard, you used to like to hang out with a few little witches in the secretarial department, but it's not a time you haven't been there today. Under such pressure, if you don't have some fun, I'm afraid you will collapse a long time ago. The old horse said without changing his face.

"That's right, this time it's really dangerous, a few of us can survive, it's really Merlin's blessing. Paul, who was in my group, was killed directly by the man's Avadaso Curse, and Jim, what a good child, was attacked by two werewolves, and his body was not even found. I heard that among the more than 300 Aurors who were dispatched this time, there was about one layer of Aurors who quit the Aurors forever. The black wizard lit a cigar as he spoke, and the strong aroma of the cigar lifted the spirits of the other wizards.

"Logan, don't talk about these sad things, let's drink more. Lao Ma had experienced the first war with that man, and he knew very well the danger of being an Auror, and he was not continuing to do this job that could kill him at any time. Logan, it's not that I'm decadent, that's the way it is, those rich wizards can live their hundreds of years of life in peace of mind wherever they hide in any corner, and ours is not for a loaf of bread, they have to work hard to the death. If you want me to say, no matter who controls the whole of Wizarding Britain in the future, as long as he can let me live safely until retirement, I don't care if he is a dark wizard or a white wizard?

The old horse didn't seem to be listening, he nodded slightly, and said, "Enough, Howard, you're really drunk." I think one more drink, we should go, I don't want to use the levitation charm to get you home again. ”

"Why hasn't the bartender come back yet, get some beer, and it's not brewing beer, he hasn't come for so long?" Logan smiled at the old horse, not wanting Howard, the drunkard, to become a burden to the two, he looked towards the bar, and saw that the bartender hadn't come back yet.

"Bang!" the floor of the bar shook slightly, as if something heavy had fallen to the ground. The old horse immediately looked around vigilantly, and the other wizards who drank too much didn't feel it at all, only a few wizards who looked at the Auror looked at it vigilantly.

"What was that sound just now?" Logan asked suspiciously, as he woke up from his drunkenness and looked at the old horse.

"It seems to be coming from underground. The old horse replied.

"Could it be the wine cellar?" Logan's face changed, and both of them quickly left the bar, ran to the bar, turned a small door, and arrived at the back room of the Leaky Cauldron Bar, where a trapdoor leading to the basement was open, and the old horse and Logan hurriedly looked down, and it was pitch black below, and they couldn't see anything.

"Hey, what's the matter with you two, didn't you talk and drink another round, why did you run away. Howard caught up with him, still holding his glass.

With Howard came two wizards, "Are you from the Ministry?" asked the old horse vigilantly.

"Well, we're all silent. The two wizards looked calm, and at this time they had already taken out their wands. This so-called Silent Division is a relatively secretive part of the Ministry of Magic, specializing in the complex protection of some key secrets and wizards. It can be regarded as the security section of the Ministry of Magic.

Lao Ma didn't ask much, there are many wizards in the ministry, and it is impossible for every wizard to know each other. Lao Ma noticed that the two of them had been here from the beginning, a little earlier than the others.

At this time, the matter was urgent, and the old horse also took out his wand, "Fluorescent flickering." A large white light source fell into the cellar, and there was not the slightest movement inside.

"Jack, are you in there?" Logan shouted, not reacting in the slightest.

"Something is wrong, Jack seems to have had an accident. We need to ask for help. Logan and the old horse looked at each other and said.

"Let's make sure, we have five people here, and there should be no problem. I'll go down in a moment, and you'll cover me, how about it?" looked at Logan and turned to the other two silent men.

The two silent men nodded, and Logan saw that the old horse insisted, and did not object, the old horse first released the armor to himself, then prepared a few spells, and then flew into the cellar.

There were a few muffled "bangs" in an instant, and just as a few people above were about to go down to support, they heard the old horse shouting below: "Quick, Jack is injured, he doesn't seem to be breathing!"

Once a wizard is seriously injured or unconscious, it is best not to apparate, otherwise it may aggravate the condition. In such cases, it is best to have a doctor come directly to you as a first aid measure. Logan hurriedly jumped out of the cellar as well, and the two silent men stood vigilantly on the ground.

A huge cloud of fluorescence lit up the entire cellar, and Logan saw the old horse with his back to him, several weighing oak barrels pouring to the ground, and Jack seemed to be pressed by the barrels. Logan hurried up to help. But at this time, he suddenly remembered the previous few weird muffled sounds, Logan hesitated slightly for a second, and then felt a gust of wind behind him, Logan hurriedly changed his form, trying to dodge this attack, but it was still too late, a green light flashed, and Logan fell into the darkness.

Seeing that Logan was knocked down, the old horse did not have the slightest surprise, and at this time, out of the shadow of the barrel, came a blonde teenager, the boy was extremely handsome, and he looked like he was only in his teens, he did not hold a wand in his hand, and the spell just now seemed to be issued from his palm.

"Yes, that's what qualifies as my ally. The old horse turned and looked at the blonde boy, a strange smile leaking from his face.

"It's kind of interesting. How did you find me?" the blonde boy did not show the slightest surprise, and looked at the old horse lightly.

"It doesn't matter, the important thing is that I found you. Now I want to make a deal with you that, if successful, will be of great benefit to both of us. ”

"No, wizard of the Soul Sect, I hate everything about you and never want to make a deal with you. Before I get angry now, you'd better get out of here. The blonde boy said coldly.

"Wizards from the past, rejecting your potential allies like this will not help you achieve your goals. The old horse also looked at the blonde boy coldly.

"Do you know where I'm from?"

"Of course, you're underestimating us. At least a dozen wizards know that you have passed through the time corridor and reached the present world. ”

"Hmph, whether or not to underestimate you is my business, as for you, monster, I really don't see what qualifications you have to negotiate a deal with me. Your soul is crippled, your body is not your own, such a wizard, even if you are a wizard of the Soul Sect, there is no way to cause me any harm. And my ability, you can't imagine at all, trying to kill you is easier than killing the self-destructing bee all the time. ”

"Haha, of course, I'm a little embarrassed right now, but as long as I can help you complete the task, what does it matter how I look. ”

"Ridiculous, do you know what my mission is? Keep saying that you will help me complete the task, with your current ability, I am afraid that you will not be able to pass even the most basic protection there. ”

"As I said earlier, you underestimate us too much. I know your mission is in the Forbidden Forest outside Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and I know you've recently tried, but failed! You've been defeated by the Dementor Matriarch!"

The blond-haired young man was slightly stunned, and only then did he take a serious look at the old horse.

"Well, I'm right. The Dementor Patriarch is on the verge of breaking through the limit, and you can't defeat it with your magic alone. But if you have a wizard of your calibre, you can easily get past the Dementor Patriarch's defenses and reach your goal. ”

The blonde boy sneered and said, "I thought you really knew something, but it was all speculation." Your ambition is great, but unfortunately you will never be able to reach a higher level. I can tell you unequivocally that your so-called Dementors are only the outermost seals, and what you know about me is only the strength I want to show. ”

The old horse's face did not change, and his eyes began to burn with a strange green light.

"Either way, you need help, and just drinking here won't have any solution. ”

"Hmph, you're right, if it weren't for the fact that you were still a little useful, I would have killed you a long time ago. ”

The two were about to continue talking when Howard above shouted, "Hey, Logan, what's going on, old horse, what's wrong?"

The old horse replied, "It's okay, Jack is injured, and Logan and I are helping." ”

"Need to contact St. Mungo's Hospital?" seemed to be the voice of a silent man.

"Not for the time being, wait a few minutes, we'll go up right away. ”

The old horse turned to the blonde boy again and said, "Tell me your task first, and I'll see if I can help you." ”

The boy thought for a moment and said, "You don't need to know the specifics, the first step must be to break through the blockade of the dementors in your so-called Forbidden Forest. I can't use too much mana on the Dementors, or the subsequent seals won't be able to be resolved. ”

The old horse pondered for a moment and said, "The number of Dementors in the Forbidden Forest is not as large as that of Azkaban, but the strength is far greater than that of Azkaban. It's hard to deal with such a group of dementors with a few wizards, but I have an idea, and I don't want you to cooperate with me. ”

"Yes. The boy agreed nonchalantly. This powerful teenager is none other than Mordred, who has obtained his own sealing magic. The Time Corridor simply couldn't withstand the passage of powerful lifeforms, and when Mordred arrived in this world, his strength was not even at the level of its heyday. This gave Xie An the possibility of escaping. When Mordred received his seal magic from France, he soon regained most of his magic.

At this time, Mordred began to carry out his own mission, find the place of the seal, and break the final seal. But when Mordred arrives at the Ancient Battlefield, now known as the Forbidden Forest's Sealed Land, he finds that things are much more difficult than he thought.

On the one hand, Mordred found that the Dementors, the weapons of war guarding the place, not only did not disappear over time, but became powerful for unknown reasons, and one of the mutated Dementors actually gained the same powerful magic power as himself.

On the other hand, Mordred felt that Merlin's calculations were even more vicious than he imagined, and the entire sealing array was not only integrated with the power of time, but also had a self-destructive nature. Once the seal is about to be broken, it will directly initiate self-destruct. Such a situation is even worse than that faced by Queen Anne. Because once the self-destruction starts, unless you master the god-level magic power, there is no way to stop the various backhands arranged by the Archmage of Merlin.

In such a situation, Mordred had no chance to open the seal and complete the task with the power of his own alone.

Thinking of some of the things he had occasionally heard, Mordred began to fall into hesitation and decadence.

Unexpectedly, today, Mordred was hiding alone in the cellar drinking, and it was said that with his current magic power, it was impossible for ordinary wizards to see him. I don't know what's going on, but after the bartender came down, he actually saw him at a glance.

Mordred realized that something was wrong, half-sobered and pressed him under the barrel before the bartender could react. Mordred knew that her invisibility charm wasn't the kind of parallel goods that wizards are now, and if they didn't want others to see it, they wouldn't feel anything even if their own was standing right in front of their eyes. But the bartender was able to see through his invisibility at a glance, and Mordred understood that he had been discovered by a powerful wizard.