Scott listened to Rimbaud's description and was glad that his trip had gone well.

Rimbaud came to Tumbledown Alley as Scott said and grabbed a Bokin? There are no customers in the Bock store, and it falls in front of the store.

In Bogin? When Bock didn't look at it, he opened the matchbox with his paws and flew to the roof across from the shop.

It didn't take long for him to see Bogin? Bock fell to the ground.

Of course, this Mr. Bock was the first to cry out for help, but unfortunately he could not shout loudly.

Later, he tried to climb out of the store, but he didn't get far before he was completely incapacitated.

Scott prepared too much toxin this time, and he was poisoned to death in a very short time, and he didn't even have time to take any measures to save himself.

"No one noticed that at the time."

Rimbaud said to Scott.

"The people of Tumbledown Alley don't dare to mess with Mr. Bock, they don't even glance into his shop. After his accident, no one found out about it for a long time. ”

"Well done, my friend." Scott touched Rimbaud's wings, "You've done me a great favor." ”

Rimbaud raised his head triumphantly, "Hahaha...... Scott, what would you do without me? ”

"Of course."

Scott praised it again for a moment, without a trace.

Straight to Richard Rimbaud's heart was overjoyed.

And then it took the initiative to care about Scott and let him kill Bogin? The purpose of Bock.

"Is that okay, Scott." It looked at Scott and asked, "What if Bock has other fellow wizards and still won't give up on stealing your map?" ”

Scott thought for a moment and said to him, "It's very unlikely, Bock is a greedy guy, and I guess he wouldn't want to share the secrets of Lacey's map with anyone else." ”

Scott was sure that even the thief Fletch didn't know where the map in the commission came from.

Rimbaud nodded.

"Of course." Scott added, "It's wise for you to keep a few crows there to keep an eye on Tumbledown Alley just to be on the safe side." ”

Rimbaud raised his head proudly.

Scott also knows that the situation is not a peace of mind.

Want to get Bokin on the Lacey map? Although Bock has been poisoned, there are still two questions about this matter.

One of them is what Rimbaud said, he doesn't know Bogin? Bock has no companions who know the inside story.

This can only be selected through follow-up observation and monitoring.

The second is related to the "local area network" built by small fireplaces.

Can Scott be sure of Bogin? Bock's actions were private, not at the behest of Medea.

But Medea, as the owner of the "LAN", does she know everything that happens in the "LAN"?

Scott also has no way to confirm this issue.

But since Medea didn't show up, and didn't talk to him through the little fireplace, Scott had to assume that she didn't know about it.

Scott shook his head, putting aside other thoughts for a moment.

Because at the moment he has one more person to deal with.

Flying from the canopy to the ground on a broomstick, Scott walked to the base of another oak tree, in front of the thief Fletch.

He lowered his eyes to Fletch lying on the ground.

After two days without food or water, Fletch looked very weak.

His eyes were still blindfolded, and his mouth was still stuffed with cloth, but by this time his lips were so dry that he couldn't even make a sound of humming.

Scott drew his wand and aimed it at Fletch's head.

After a long time, he withdrew his wand again.

"Although I can give you an amnesia charm and release you, memories can be forcibly forgotten by the spell, and it is possible that they will be restored someday......"

He whispered as if to himself.

But Fletch heard him clearly.

"Uh......h Woowoowoo......"

The thief didn't know where the strength came from, and suddenly began to struggle violently.

Scott was still thinking to himself: "Can you successfully solve Bojin this time?" Bock, thanks to my mother's lack of contact with my uncle for a long time, no one knows about my relationship with the Hill family. ”

He paused, and added, "Out of wizarding arrogance in the face of Muggles, neither you nor Mr. Bock have properly investigated the Hill family, otherwise you would have easily discovered my existence." ”

"If that's the case...... I'm sure I'll be caught off guard. Scott was still talking about himself.

"Out of prudence, caution." He said to Fletch, "Mr. Fledge, thief, please keep your mouth shut forever." ”

Fletch let out a wail in his throat, and he writhed on the ground like a fat worm, the chains that bound him rattled.

"Grow faster!"

Scott casts a spell that makes Rimbaud huge.

"Take him, as you said." He turned, "Whether it's a pack of wolves, or a tribe of trolls, ...... anyway"

"I see, in the end, I'm going to have to do my thing."

Rimbaud laughed, a pair of claws firmly grasping the chains, and flew into the sky with Fletsch's fat body.

Fletch let out a screaming sound.

Scott didn't look.

He is well aware of his character, and if he wants to go down the path of magic, he will definitely kill people.

But in principle, he will try not to kill with his own hands, especially with magic.

Only in this way can he control his magic power and keep it in its original state, and not be perceived by others to bring about the changes that killing people will bring.

Strictly speaking, his actions are exploiting loopholes.

Rimbaud soon returned.

"Is he dead?" Scott asked.

"It's dead." Rimbaud didn't think as much as Scott and told him directly, "I threw him to the wolves." ”

Scott pulls out Fletch's wand from the shape-shifting lizard's leather pouch.

"I'll go again." He said to Rimbaud, "Throw his wand where he died, and then throw that chain somewhere else." ”

Rimbaud agreed.

Scott rode back to the cabin on a broomstick and began to read the Daily Prophet.

Sirius? Blake's heat hasn't dissipated.

Reporters were following him, as if they wanted to sing the praises of the greatness of the Ministry of Magic through the wizard's new life.

Only Blake himself seems to be fed up, and in the photo he looks ready to storm up reporters.

Scott casually skimmed through a few stories that covered Blake and Pettigrew in all its aspects, and was finally caught by a piece of news that wasn't on the front page.

"Gak? Yaxley, the wizard of the Yaxley family has won the All England Wizarding Duel Tournament! 》

Duel champion?

Scott hurriedly read the details of the report.

Although the gold content of the championship of the All England Wizarding Duel Tournament is declining year by year, Ren is still a competition worth paying attention to.

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