The holidays are always fast, and in the blink of an eye, it's the last experiment.

In these daily exercises and studies, Ricardo was very fruitful: he felt that he had almost mastered the book and that he had reached a higher level of knowledge of the soul.

In terms of the combat power of soul magic alone, Ricardo can already ensure that he has definitely reached a different kind of end - this end point is a bit like a high score on the exam, which does not mean that he fully understands all the knowledge points, but with the help of "test methods" - now it should be said that combat skills - and other methods to improve the results.

It was not perfect, but if he wanted to take it one step further, it was time for him to truly fully understand and be able to use the pattern at will.

"This is your last job," Ricardo said to the group of dark wizard "volunteers" after his final study, "Tomorrow, you'll be free—"

The crowd erupted in cheers, some even taking off their shoes and slapping them in celebration, except for Anro, who stared at him with a resentful look in his eyes, as if Richard owed him something, and stared at him tightly.

He shuddered and took a deep breath.

"As I said, it counts," Ricardo took out a money bag and handed it to Anro, "It's an honorarium, and hopefully the next time we work together, we'll be even more pleasant." ”

Dark Wizard "Volunteers": No, not necessarily.

Ever since Ricardo had listed them as volunteers, their lives had begun to be chaotic: needless to say, the pain of the spell striking them was needless to say—a ghost, so painful that they sometimes couldn't sleep all night; They are also asked to write an article or describe the level of suffering, and retell the experience. Trying to escape the surveillance of their organization, they have been misunderstood—after all, the people who have been secretly chasing have become new test subjects, and they have no intention of dragging others down; Habitually procrastination every day—the irregular name should be to be addicted to learning and experimenting—there is no sign of ending the experiment until eleven or twelve......

They're really fed up with it!!

Run away? It is true that they have thought about this crotch matter, but this "god (change) strange (state)" reward mechanism makes these people have to consider the possibility of being accused - no, the word possibility is not used, it should be inevitable.

There were also people who sneaked away and were then denounced, and after handing over the whistleblower to the reward, the "Lockhart" in front of him directly sent his friends and his organization to the Ministry of Magic, and also helped the escape to write his denunciation signature, which was called "washing hands in the golden basin", "the prodigal son turning back" and "helping others to makeover".

This is no small matter: at least, the man is now ruined in Silent Alley, crying and screaming to go to prison to prevent being killed, and his whereabouts are still unknown.

Going to a pure-blood family for help? Don't think too much about it, in the eyes of those guys, they are just tools, and there is nothing to talk about except to give them a place to live in a quiet alley and a little meager welfare to support their lives.

Whether their lives are painful or not has nothing to do with purebloods, and it can even be said that they are equivalent to the cattle and sheep raised by pure-blood families, and only those who are strong can communicate with them.

So in short, this job made them almost explode, and they almost couldn't hold back and wanted to cry. And this "crisis" can be safely passed, which is really a blessing in misfortune.

"Looks like you're happy?" Ricardo's voice was steady, but it drowned out all the cheers, "Still, maybe it's time for a cheer or two." It's just that you should know what you should say in the future, right? ”

"Yes, yes!"

"We're not going to tell anyone!"

"Swear by my magic!"

"Thank you, Lord Lockhart, for your kindness!"

"We'll definitely keep it in mind!"

The corners of Ricardo's mouth twitched slightly as he listened to the compliments around him, and he didn't know that he thought I had saved the world......

In this "cheerful" atmosphere, Anro looked out of place, his painful and innocent eyes glistening with tears, and a little dazed and helpless, it was simply ...... It's disgusting!

Ricardo almost threw up, it's been a good deal, Miss Anro...... Phew, sir!

I know what you mean by playing, isn't it just to collect people! But I don't really need any subordinate organizations, it's really interesting to understand the world alone, and I don't need to have other ambitions!

I don't want to get any power right now!! The people who were going to accept Lockhart as their younger brother have been shelved for a long time!

He suddenly remembered Kassandra's solicitation last year, one of these two people wanted to invest and the other to follow, did he have such a sweet pastry? He almost didn't get a job when he just graduated!!

"This is your reward," he quickly handed An Luo a money bag, "go divide it yourself, I'll go first." ”

As he spoke, he quickly left the place where he had been experimented countless times - ignoring Anro's arm that seemed to be being saved.

"Yay!!"

"We are free to !!"

"Finally, that bastard is finally gone!!"

"Well," Anro put away his smile, lowered his arms, and sighed, "these idiots...... How can we, who conceal our collective actions, return to the collective? I'm going to be suspicious......"

"If a strong man doesn't take refuge, you're really blind... ～”

"Dark wizards...... Volunteer? Please wait a moment. ”

A crisp and pleasant voice sounded in their ears, and then black shadows surrounded them. Faintly, they seemed to hear a hoarse ??? Wolf howl.

"What's that sound?"

"Who is this?"

"Do you mean ......?"

"Lord Lockhart, are you going to kill someone?"

"Don't!!"

The dark wizard began to stir, and everyone was very frightened, and even a few people fell to their knees and muttered words:

"Lemay, please protect me, just this time, in the future, I will definitely not do this kind of stupid thing again......"

"Kill people? Hmph, my mentor wouldn't do that. ”

With the girl's words, Fleur Delacour stepped out of the crowd. She wore a white veil that blurred the near-perfect contours of her face.

As she walked, she listened to the wind around her.

It was eerily silent, even quieter than it had been a few minutes before Ricardo had been experimenting, for a few minutes earlier the whispers of a small murmur, the cries of a dark wizard in pain, and the rustle of the tip of a pen on white paper.

Now, although there was not a single one in the crowd, all these voices could not be heard, and the whole crowd, the whole field, was silent.

Looking at the quiet crowd, for a long time, the girl let out a chuckle:

"Do you want to make a deal, Dark Wizards?"