Pani? Starr looked at Ning An, this was the first time he had seen Ning An kill someone.

Although after escaping from Hogwarts, Parney also learned from the Daily Prophet that Nyan was involved in a murder case, and the victim appeared to be a wizard named Mundungus.

But this is a completely different experience from witnessing a wizard kill someone with a death curse.

Alan twitched on the ground, his eyelids kept rolling upward, if Ning An lifted his confinement spell, he would probably be so weak that he couldn't stand up.

"It's really incompetent."

Parney looked at Alan with pity and sighed, and it dawned on him that these wizards seemed to be no different from Muggles, just as weak and pitiful in the face of death.

The rain washed over Martin's body, his eyes closed, he no longer had the same chatter in the bar, everything was gone from him, there was no more Quidditch, the World Cup or Ireland, Bulgaria or even the crucible trade agreement he hated.

Strange feelings that I have never felt before, listening to the "boom" pouring rain in my ears, Pani? Starr felt a sense of peace that he had never felt before.

There seemed to be a tempting voice in his head that kept saying to him:

"Look—how wonderful, manipulating life—you can do it too, haven't you practiced it many times with those animals?"

Ning An stood in the rain curtain, his face expressionless, without looking at the dead Martin, he slowly turned his wand to Alan who was lying on his side on the ground? Kruger.

As if sensing the fate he was about to face, Alan twitched violently, he kept blinking his eyes, revealing the whites of his eyes that made people think he was going crazy, but he couldn't move, and he could see the most violent movement, except for his eyes, which were shaking muscles on his cheeks.

It's a pity that Ning An turned a blind eye.

"Ava ......"

"Wait a minute!"

The wind blew even harder, whirring and blowing the black windbreaker Ning An was wearing, he slowly turned around and looked at Pani who was shouting to stop? Starr.

"Let me do it."

Parney had taken out his wand and tucked it up his sleeve as if to keep him from seeing him trembling.

The expression on his face was extremely nervous, but Ning An was confused, it was not the nervousness of being depressed, persecuted, and in a desperate situation, or in other words, it was more specific than excitement rather than nervousness.

The corners of Pani's eyes twitched, it was rare to see such an emotional emotion in him, who had always been calm, and perhaps ending a person's life with his own hands was a very special thing for him.

Ning An watched as Parney held his wand in hand, stepping step by step through the rain-soaked soil, bending the weeds one by one, and stepping into the muddy field, his steps slow but determined, his eyes as if he had discovered a new continent.

He came to Allen? Kruger stepped forward, slowly raising his hand, his gray-white wand pointed steadily at the poor wizard bound by the Prison Charm.

"I've been very curious since I was very young—"

Parney suddenly muttered to himself, the rain was so strong that if you didn't listen carefully to him, it would be drowned out by the torrential rain.

"What exactly does life mean to me?"

Ning An let the wind and rain blow his robe, and stood behind Pani and listened to him talk to himself, in fact, he never understood, there was no resentment in his heart, and Pani who had never been bullied? Why Starr joined such an organization as Serpent at Hogwarts may be a good opportunity to learn more about him.

"I don't understand—"

Parney took another step forward and half-crouched down on his knees, as if to get closer to Alan so he could hear his words

"So I started exploring—I started looking for something different, new to me—"

Alan obviously didn't want to hear this, the effect of the confinement spell had weakened, and he was able to make a sound if it was because it had disappeared naturally or if Ning An had deliberately reduced his strength.

Although he still can't open his mouth, he can vibrate his vocal cords and let out some specious "grunt" screams from his throat.

Like the wail of a beast struggling before it died.

"That might sound silly"

Pani crouched on the ground, his brown trench coat dragging to the ground, not wet, but still covered in mud, as if he were talking to an old friend he hadn't seen in years.

"But you're the first person I've killed with my own hands, and I wish you understood—"

Ning An was a little impatient, although the rain couldn't wet him, but the biting cold wind still blew people cold, and after standing in the wind and rain for so long, his lips were a little blue.

But Pani was like a religious man, and it was like an important ritual for him, and a bolt of lightning flashed through it, and the whole night sky was lit up, Pani? Starr got back to his feet, and he finally had said all he had to say.

Alan let out an inhuman howl, drowning out the whistling of the wind and rain.

"Boom-" A muffled thunder sounded like the sky collapsing, and Ning An felt that his ears were suddenly deaf, and he couldn't hear anything other than the sound of "buzzing".

He saw Parney open his mouth, and a green light shot out from the tip of the gray and white ** staff, illuminating all directions, and then it flashed away, should it hit Eren with thunder? Kruger.

The wizard twitched violently, and the confinement spell imposed on him was broken in an instant, and his hands and feet suddenly clamped, bent into claws, bowed together, and the next second they stretched out again and slowly did not move.

Ning An looked over again, he was already dead, and the rain was also mercilessly washing over this corpse, as if he was no different from the upgraded flowers and plants around him.

Alan opened his eyes, fear, panic, resentment, etc., in his eyes, even after death, he could still make people feel that Ning An's body was cold, and he kind of understood why murder was a terrible thing.

Not only for the dead, but also for the soul of the murderer, even if sometimes this torture is carried out only unnoticed in the deepest part of the heart.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and there was no tendency to stop, Ning An flicked his wand, although there was no water on it, he came to the two dead bodies, pointed at the leather belt fastened around Martin's waist, and used a transfiguration technique to turn it into a pair of leather-wrapped scissors.

Parney was still standing on the sidelines, staring at his hands quietly, as if he was reminiscing and thinking about something, Ning An ignored him, picked up the scissors, and cut a large handful on each of Martin and Allen's heads.

Releasing the hand scissors and turning them back into a belt, he turned the two strands of hair into rubber bands, tied them in two and put them in his pocket.

After doing this, he turned his head to see that Pani had returned to his original state, and he lifted the water and fire inviolability spell on his body, and let the rain pour on his body violently, and his whole body was soaked.

"Whew—that's great! Why don't you give it a try? Let the rain wash over the soul! ”

Ning An shook his head and said lightly:

"You'd better dry yourself quickly, we're going to have to leave for Paris, it's not going to be comfortable getting wet."

Ignoring Parney, he raised his hand and spewed out a cloud of blazing flames from the tip of his wand, which pounced on the corpses of Martin and Allen, but greedily wanted to spread in all directions.

This is the Mighty Fire, a terrible black magic that, if used at will, will eventually burn to death in the midst of this all-encompassing evil flame.

Ning An had been studying this magic since he had accidentally obtained it, and it was not until he spent a year in the Hades Fort that he had completely mastered this magic.

He drew a circle along the two corpses with his wand, and the fire was like encountering a natural enemy, and he did not dare to burn outward, but the flames in the circle were even more ferocious, and the rain like a waterfall turned into bursts of steam, and in a short time the surroundings were foggy, and it was blurry and difficult to see.

The flames were so fierce that in just ten minutes, the two corpses on the ground had turned into black slag, and the heavy rain was about to disperse with the water.

Ning An turned over the ground and buried it a little, making it look like nothing had happened here.

"Let's go."

After destroying the corpse, Ning An turned around, picked up the flying broom that he threw on the ground after he got up, and used it on himself and the broom respectively, then rode up and flew into the sky with both feet.

Because it was a raging storm, he couldn't fly high, and in order to reduce the risk of being discovered by the Muggles, there was no doubt that the Transfiguration Charm was the most reliable form of magic.

Pani also used the spell, and then followed Ning An, and after a short rest, the two continued to fly towards Paris, Ning An could still hear Pan An's whispered complaints

"I've only drunk less than half of that bowl of mixed fish soup—"

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Heavy rain ravaged every street in Paris, the water on both sides of the road was already a finger deep, and a blue light flashed from time to time in the dark clouds, followed by a deafening thunder.

Even in such weather, people still can't stop from traveling, cars splash up water and move through the city, and people in the 20 districts still follow their own rules.

The Astronomical District of Monssouri Park is green and grassy, and every plant is more verdant under the rain, but it is obviously not a good time to visit during such a thunderstorm.

Another attraction next to it was an abandoned quarry,., but this year the Paris government decided to open one kilometer of the more than 300-kilometre-long underground tunnel for visitors.

Most people are not interested in this, no one wants to see the horrible sight of a mountain of corpses and a sea of bones, and besides, it is short, narrow, and eerie inside, and it is really not a good experience to walk around.

But there are always people with a curious mentality, even on such a rainy day, and after waiting for hours for the tomb to finally open, it only receives a fixed number of visitors every day, and although it has not been full so far, it is still open at the appointed time.

The tourists followed a young man in a crisp suit, a guide hired by the government, but he didn't really have to explain anything, just take the crowd in for a tour.

None of them noticed today that there were two more invisible followers in the group, Ning An and Pani followed behind this wave of tourists after using the illusion spell to stealth, in order not to expose themselves to the rain curtain like a pillar, the two had to lean back slightly, and waited for the people in front to enter the entrance before they followed from behind.

"My lord, doesn't this snake need to be ventilated? He's been in the bag for a long time. ”

Pani followed Ning An with the bag and asked in a low voice.

"No, he's not awake."

Ning An replied lightly, Sephant had already fallen into a deep sleep, and he would not wake him up until Ning An found the elixir, he was already extremely weak, how could he always stay awake.

The two of them slowly approached the entrance to the tomb, and Parney was silent, it was very narrow, the spiraling steps could only be stepped on by one foot, and in such a cramped passageway, the sound of speech would be heard far away, and it would be unnecessary to be heard by the Muggle tourists in front of them.

As they descended, they could hear the sound of rustling footsteps ahead, and the Muggles seemed to be cautious, barely talking.

After walking for a while, Ning An felt that the temperature around him had plummeted, and the humid and humid air rubbed against his skin, scratching goosebumps all over his body, as if it was still raining outside, it was extremely cold here, and the temperature should not exceed ten degrees, Ning An couldn't help but be glad that they were wearing a fairly thick windbreaker.

"Shhh

It was a tunnel that was wider than just now, but the ceiling above his head was low, Ning An was fine, but Parney had to half-crouch down and hunch forward.

The hard rock overhead was condensed with water droplets formed by moisture, and from time to time a drop fell and smashed on the ground, making a dull echo in the tunnel, leaving a wet mark on the ground.

On both sides are walls of bones stacked on top of each other, and rows of neatly arranged skulls, ribs, and thigh tibia can be seen everywhere, placed on both sides, cold and chilling.

The two of them walked a little further, and the passage branched off here, and the forks in the road extended and disappeared at the end of the darkness, and they were locked by the iron gates, and it was obvious that they were closed to outsiders, and there was a road on the left, and people could continue to circle and then leave here.

"This is it?" Pani whispered in Ning An's ear.

"Hmm."

Nodding, Ning An could feel a hidden Muggle banishment spell from an iron gate that was no different from the rest.

"This way—"

As soon as he raised his foot, he walked towards the darker depths, the iron door blocked in front of him, but he didn't need Ning An to push it at all, just took a step, and jumped over, as if he had passed through the physical iron gate, as if it didn't exist at all.

Parney followed as well, and the two easily entered the inscription Nick? The fourth burial chamber where Lemay left a mysterious symbol during his lifetime.