Fog pervades all roads to the village of fog, and in this understanding, even the local elders can be disoriented. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

These were things that Smith Wilson and Professor Minerva McGonagall had long anticipated, but what they didn't expect was the annoying and numerous black-robed ghosts in the sky.

Professor Minerva McGonagall, like the other Aurors, wielded a wand and used the Patronus Charm to banish the ghosts of the ruins in the sky away from the convoy, giving the driver time to drive the vehicle forward.

"It looks like the situation in Kirimura is a lot worse than we thought. Although the ghost is not a high-level magical creature, this is the first time I have heard of such a large-scale appearance. Professor Minerva McGonagall ended the Patronus Charm and sat down to Li Kuan and Ferch, "I kind of regret letting Albus accede to Fudge's request. ”

"It's not just you, Professor. Even the Aurors, who I've been doing for so long, have never seen such a large horde of ghosts. Smith Wilson stopped casting spells and sat down and said with a smile, "Since Old Man Richard didn't tell us this information, it means that this is a recent thing, and it is obvious that someone deliberately blocked the road in Fog Village to prevent us from entering. ”

"Heartbreaking!" Professor Minerva McGonagall scolded, "In order to block the passage of others, so many people were killed. ”

"It's not like you don't know how terrible black magic and dark wizards are." Smith Wilson shrugged his shoulders indifferently and said, "We Aurors have dealt with them for many years, and we have long been accustomed to such scenes, and we have experienced more terrible events, which is nothing. ”

The carriage continued on, and it was not until they saw the shadow of a village in the mist that the haunting ghost slowly receded.

Li Kuan, who had been under the protection of the Aurors, was allowed to stick his head out of the carriage to breathe.

The village, called Kirimura, still retains its old-fashioned architectural style, with a few brick and wood houses standing in the middle of the village, and the rest of the village is all made of wood, and you can see each other's hay and barrels on the street.

People were dressed in Gothic-style clothes, and there were strangeness and vigilance in their eyes, and more indifference, as if Li Kuan and his party who came out of the fog were dead people.

Smith Wilson jumped out of the carriage and walked over to the people on the side of the road to inquire for news, mainly for news of the town's Aurors.

Professor Minerva McGonagall took the opportunity to take a hard look at the surroundings.

"It's really backward, and Muggles' lives are still so miserable." She whispered, "Albus is the right policy, only the radicals would think of using magic to rule poor Muggles." ”

What the eye sees is not necessarily true. After Li Kuan added, he jumped out of the carriage. The muddy road stained his shoes in an instant.

"Where are you going, Mr. Li Kuan?"

"Where the murder took place, Professor McGonagall."

Through the shadow energy, Li Kuan can see that the world is emitting black and white light, just like the scene after the death of a character in World of Warcraft, in this scene, the place where the crime took place should be as dazzling as a burning torch.

Walking through the area of wooden houses, Li Kuan finally stopped in front of the brick and timber houses.

Li Kuan stroked the hair of Ailu's cat Xiling and looked at the house in front of him, oh! No! It should be said that the villa!

It is two stories high, covers an area the size of a wooden house on one side, and the ground in front of the door is paved with cement, and it stands out like a peacock among sparrows.

Li Kuan pushed open the door, and after a creaking sound, a scattered room filled with the smell of blood appeared in front of him.

Some of the blood on the ground was blackened, and some still had warm liquid. The carcasses of animals and the dry bones of humans were piled together, and no one came to sort them out.

From Li Kuan's point of view, the existence of this pile of corpses is simply blasphemy, their souls locked in their bodies, powerless to break free, and let out endless wails.

Professor Minerva McGonagall, who found that Li Kuan was abnormally following him, did not look good, such a cruel method even the Dark Lord Voldemort would not do, this is already a kind of psychological perversion, a demonic method.

"Temporary Mission: Cleanse the souls of the bones in the pile.

The souls of creatures killed by the dark arts will be imprisoned in the body and cannot be freed, and all kinds of strange dead spirits will slowly breed. Their presence is a blasphemy against the Light! As a Light Priest, you are entitled to have an obligation to purify their souls.

Requirements: Purify the soul in the pile of bones (unfinished)

Rewards: Skill Soul Scream, Skill Sacred Fire.

Failure Penalty: You will face a horrific penalty. ”

Well, that's what I was supposed to do. Li Kuan dispelled the shadow energy that was being used, sat down in the pile of corpses, and asked the system what to do, and after receiving the answer, he stretched out his hands and swayed the holy light energy in his body towards the pile of bones in pieces.

Smith Wilson, who had hurried in, glanced at Li Kuan and said earnestly to Professor Minerva McGonagall, "I think we're in trouble, Professor." Meghan, the Auror who was supposed to pick them up, and his assistant had disappeared a few days earlier, and the residents of the village speculated that they might have been killed by the Misty Monster. Even the living expenses that were handed over to them, Galleons, are nowhere to be found! ”

"In other words, our trail is broken." Professor Minerva McGonagall automatically ignored the last sentence and said with a frown, "Mr. Li Kuan found the scene of the crime, but it was disturbed by people with various animal carcasses, and there was no way to distinguish who was the original victim. ”

"Important, Professor! The focus is on the Golden Galleons! Without gold gallons we have no supplies, and without supplies we will starve to death! Smith Wilson wailed, as if someone had scraped several pounds of flesh off his body.

"Wilson, calm down. The Golden Galleon didn't work in the Muggle world, and we brought enough pounds with us. Now the question is what we do without a clue. ”

"Oh! That's good~ As for the clues, they are not broken, according to the residents of the village, the killing continues. The murderer will choose a family to send a letter asking for who will be killed, and if the family refuses to sacrifice someone, the murderer will kill everyone in that family, so we still have a chance, but with a little difficulty. ”

"Do you need us to do anything?"

"I need the help of the little one, and this time the murderer is targeting the youngest daughter of the village chief's family, who happens to be ten years old this year. We adults might alarm the murderer by guarding her, and it would be best if it was the little one. ”

"This ...... Mr. Smith Wilson, this is too risky. Li Kuan is still a child, and he doesn't have much ability to protect himself. ”

Child? Can an ordinary child play to death an ogre? Can an ordinary child calmly look at the current horrific scene with a compassionate expression? Professor, let's not be funny, shall we!

However, looking at Professor Minerva McGonagall's serious expression, Smith Wilson raised his hand in surrender and said, "We will keep him safe in the shadows." ”

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