The perspective shifted, and in the vast and cold Siberian region, the wizarding world, which had been peaceful for many years, suddenly surged again.

It was a Muggle town, not economically developed, it was converted from a colonial guard, and it was neither close to the railroad nor bordered by the canal, so there was no advantage in such a geographical area.

Therefore, in this kind of small town, the population is not much, and everyone with a little condition goes to the big city to try their luck.

Bangbang.

In a remote house in the corner of this town, there was a knock at the door.

A middle-aged man in a dirty black robe with a full beard stood in front of the door.

Then, the door opened.

This scene frightened the workers who got up in the morning to drink and shovel snow, knowing that the house had been abandoned for many years.

Frightened, he took a sip of vodka. His eyes immediately changed from panic to calm.

"Hmm, I guess it's a hallucination after drinking."

The snowplow leaves with a muttering to himself.

At the same time, outside the window of the abandoned house, the wand that was outstretched was also retracted.

"You're so undisciplined. It almost aroused the suspicion of Muggles. ”

The wand owner said to the visiting wizard.

The bearded man's expression was serious, and he touched the wine stains on the corner of his mouth.

"There's no time to think about concealment now. Something big happened in Siberia. ”

"Big deal?"

The sorcerer, who had lived in seclusion in the town, took two bottles of wine from the wine cabinet and placed them on the table. He sat down on the couch and said in a mocking tone.

"What's the big deal? As big as the collapse of the USSR? One of the largest countries in the world collapsed and split into more than a dozen pieces, and what is even more tragic is that before the disintegration, there was still a unified magical organization in the imagination of wizards, constantly ripping off, and not even on paper. ”

The bearded man heard the sorcerer's taunt, but he, who had been at odds all along, did not say anything to refute it. On the contrary, his expression was heavy, and he even said with relief.

"Maybe you're right."

"What?" This sentence frightened the wizard sitting on the couch, who sat up straight almost instantaneously and leaned forward.

"Haven't you always been against rebuilding the Wizarding Order?"

The former official magical organization of the Wizarding Order in Russia, with a long history and strong combat effectiveness. It is known that during the Second World War met very little European Grindelwald.

The first generation of the Dark Lord, who had the greatest resistance and the strongest combat effectiveness in the whole of Europe, directly disbanded the Russian wizarding group.

Faced with such a result, the result of the dissolution of the official Russian magical organization. Some people are happy because they are no longer bound and many forbidden spells can be reused. A lot of bans can also be left alone. There are those who are neutral, who enjoy a life without constraints and waver in their desire for the protection of a strong official organization. There are also people who have always hated and missed the past.

There is no doubt that the bearded man is the first type of person, and he loves black magic because it is undeniably powerful. Many of the black magic that had been forbidden were found one by one by the bearded man after the disbandment of the Russian wizarding order, and improved on them. Even when he was experimenting with evil, dark, dark magic that required human life and soul to mutilate Muggles, no one stopped him.

But now, his attitude has moved towards neutrality, and he is vacillating.

This made the wizard who had always supported the rebuilding of the wizarding group very puzzled, he and this bearded man used to be friends, but eventually because of the disagreement of ideas, there was less contact. It is precisely because of this that he knows the bearded man's obsession very well, just as the bearded man knows him. So he wondered about the change in the attitude of the bearded man.

"It's horror, it's darkness."

The bearded man picked up the wine on the table and took a sip. His face turned pale.

"In all of Siberia, there have been four wizarding organizations that have disappeared forever. Ivan, you must help me. ”

Boris Lev Ivan became somewhat silent, as if in deep thought, and then, tentatively, he asked.

"Ilyich, why?"

Ilyich Grigory Lapsky's face became paler, and even his thick black beard turned a little pale.

"I didn't know that they suddenly appeared, right near the original lair of a Ukrainian dragon. And then, like shadows, as silent as darkness. It wasn't until a few days ago that several other wizarding organizations suddenly collapsed that we noticed that another giant dragon had appeared in Siberia. ”

Ivan pursed his lips, he knew Ilyich's purpose, Ivan was eager to rebuild the wizarding order, and with his strength and previous position, he had such a group of supporters, and at the same time, Ivan kept in touch with the secluded wizards who longed for order.

What Ilyich needs is his strength to help him get rid of the outsider who has broken the peace of the Siberian magical world.

However, even if they are all Russians, even if they used to have close relations, this kind of thing involving interests no longer allows him to be impulsive.

"I think it's just a stronger opponent. The leader of the Misty Swamp isn't afraid to be like this, is he? ”

Ivan understated that, in fact, even the abandonment of the entire Siberian region would not be an unacceptable thing for him.

Most of the wizards in Russia lived in seclusion in Europe, not in the sparsely populated tundra of Siberia. This is generally the place where dark wizards are most scattered. They kill lives here, study black magic, and divide their forces, which can be said to be a cancer in the Russian magic world.

In fact, if the Wizarding Order is rebuilt in the future, then the first opponent that the Wizarding Order will have to defeat is these dark wizards entrenched in Siberia.

So the current situation is completely acceptable to Ivan, and he is even willing to let these outsiders go and slaughter his fellow Russian wizards.

Because of the interests.

Ilyich clearly understands this.

"Ivan, I know, you still have a grudge against me. But you should also understand that my personality, if not really endangering the whole of Russia, how could I have come to you? ”

The bearded Ilyich said with a solemn expression, and then, carefully, he took out a rolled-up parchment scroll from his pocket.

In an instant, Ivan's face turned pale, and he stood up, his mouth open, but he couldn't speak.

Until the bearded Ilyich, spread out the scroll. Ivan struggled to spit out a few words.

"Dirty, evil, witchcraft!"

The bearded man's performance was not much better, his fingers were trembling, but he still endured his fear, pointed to the name on the scroll, and showed it to Ivan.

"You know this scroll, but look at Ke's name on this scroll. Everyone else is dead except me. ”

Ivan sat down on the couch with a blank look.

"All dead?"

He muttered.

"It's impossible, this witchcraft, it's not ......"

Apparently, Ivan and the bearded man had a common experience, and they both understood what the name inscribed on this scroll represented.

As long as you leave your name on this scroll, you will be able to use a powerful protective spell, and wizards who use that spell will not be able to harm them with any attack unless they voluntarily abandon the spell. Even the famous death curse has no effect.

However, in Ivan's opinion, this scroll is evil, a demonic temptation, and the wizard who left his name on it, after using the protective spell, if he does not drink the potion made from human blood as a raw material and some other things, the skin of the whole body will be torn apart, blood gushing out of the body, and finally turning into a dried corpse.

But he also knew the power of the spell that could be used after signing this scroll.

Now on the scroll, except for Ilyich's name, everyone else's name has turned scarlet, which means that they are dead.

"And the time of their death, it was the same time. This organization in the forest house, as you know, is one of the most powerful in Siberia, not to mention, they still have this spell. ”

The bearded Ilyich added.

Ivan struggled to move his lips, but his mind wasn't idle, and he knew what it meant.

These outsiders are too strong.

This unreasonable strength makes Ivan feel like returning to the end of World War II, when the entire Russian wizarding regiment was torn apart, suffered heavy casualties, and finally had to be disbanded.

This made Ivan panic.

"So, we need to stand together, and all the Russian wizards from all of Siberia need to stand together."

At this time, the bearded man advocated unity more firmly than everyone else, as if he was not the same as the person who resolutely opposed the wizarding union some time ago, and even did not hesitate to attack and kill other wizards.

"Nope."

Ivan spoke with difficulty.

"There is not necessarily a need for war, these people, civil strife, they may not be ......"

"They are one!"

The beard interrupted Ivan's struggle.

"They were dressed in uniform black robes, and they were neatly dressed like an army."

"Unlike the other Dark Wizards, who were noisy, or dressed in dirty robes or dressed in comical costumes, they were neatly dressed, not at all like they were put together, in fact, they were a unit, they were an army."

Ivan closed his eyes in pain. Such outsiders are too powerful, and for 10,000, this may be good news, because powerful and aggressive outsiders are enough to force the entire Siberian Russian wizards to stand together and form a unified wizarding organization.

But the strength of the outsiders, and their aggressiveness, also represent the endless war that follows, unless the blood of one side is drained.

Ivan hated war because it would ruin everything he cherished.

"Ilyich, I can contact and support my wizards, we can form an organization of Siberian wizards, but, I hope, avoid war."

The bearded man shook his head, he had finished drinking one bottle of wine and opened another one.

"Your mind is too weak, you know? Those outsiders are not ordinary wizards, they are vampires! ”

In fact, as a dark wizard, Ilyich does not discriminate too much against vampires, but he knows, what kind of existence is a vampire for Ivan?

The vampire is the evil minions who followed the demon king and defeated the wizarding group in its heyday to the end.

"I see, I see, they're back."

Ivan muttered to himself, he came to his own world, he finally stood up straight, this time, mentally up.

The backbone that had been broken down supported him again, because this time the opponent was the previous opponent. He wants revenge.