Walking down Diagon Alley, Ike observes the expressions of the people around him.

Except for some key departments of the Ministry of Magic, there is basically no anti-invasion magic in other places, and it will not automatically detect people who use invisibility cloaks and illusion spells, and with Ike's illusion spell level, as long as he does not touch magic items like Moody's magic eye, no one will find him at all.

Something like that is rare in the entire wizarding world. School is approaching, and there are a lot of people in Diagon Alley.

I have to say that Fudge's blockade of the news of Comrade Lao Fu's resurrection was very successful, and ordinary people didn't know it at all, even if Dumbledore announced it in front of the whole school at the end of last semester, not many people thought it was true.

Or rather, I don't care at all. For most people, the name Voldemort is as unattainable as those demon kings in fairy tales, and besides, even if Voldemort is really resurrected, there will be no Dumbledore.

The sky fell, and a tall man stood on it. Ike didn't see the slightest panic along the way, and people seemed to prefer to read Fudge's attacks on Dumbledore in the newspapers as a joke.

Under the deliberate guidance of public opinion, Dumbledore's reputation plummeted, and there was even an argument that he was old and confused.

In just two months, the greatest white wizard of the century has finally lost the immense prestige he gained by defeating Grindelwald.

Just quietly passed through Diagon Alley and walked into Tumbledown Alley. It's a wonderful feeling, it's just an arch, but inside and outside the door is like two worlds.

Diagon Alley is full of joy, and Tumbling Alley naturally makes people feel oppressed. The people on the road and in the corners of the walls wore dark robes, covered their faces with hoods, and some even used magic to hide.

These people all looked poor, their clothes were tattered, and they smelled of pungent indescribability. Ike didn't care, he went into a no-man's corner with a phantasmagion spell, and when he came out again, he was no different from the others, but he didn't have that smell on his body.

"Let me see, a lost little lamb?" A hoarse voice rang out, and Ike looked coldly ahead, but three down-and-out wizards stopped him.

"No, no, maybe he's looking for something good, or maybe he's looking for something." The three of them chattered, as if they were guessing about Ike's purpose in coming to Tumbledown Alley, but no matter what, bad intentions were certain.

"Gentlemen, I have a question, can you answer it for me?" Ike looked up, his large hood covering most of his face, and only a mouth could be faintly seen.

"Questions? Of course! One laughed and replied,

"How about a Galleon?"

"One question, one Galleon."

"Yes." Ike replied, then held out his left hand.

"What do you mean by that? Brat! ”

"Give money, in fact, it's the first time I've known that there is still money to be made by asking questions here."

"Damn it! Pieces! Ike's words angered the three men, and they cursed, and directly pulled out their wands, and without saying a word, it was a smashing spell.

Ike didn't even move, and the shattering charm fell a foot in front of him and vanished.

"This ...... This ...... "They were visibly panicked. After being in Tumbledown Alley for so long, they know very well who can and can't mess with them, and the one in front of them is obviously something that can't be messed with.

Originally, when the three of them stopped Ike, there were many guys who were also wearing cloaks around them, but after seeing Ike's magic strength that they couldn't understand at all, they quietly retreated.

Glancing coldly, there were only the four of them left.

"Tell me, where are those werewolves?" Ike asked.

"Werewolves? I know, I know! ”

"I can show you the way!"

"Very good...... However, one person who guides the way is enough. ”

"Damn it!" Seeing that this was wrong, the other two wizards turned around and were about to run, but they didn't take two steps before their bodies froze and fell to the ground.

The rest watched with horror on his face as two green rays of light suddenly appeared in front of Ike, and the next second they fell on his two companions.

“…… Let's go, lead the way. Ike said calmly, and with a wave of his left hand, the two men on the ground disappeared.

"This ...... This ......" The rest of the man bent over and walked in one direction, his voice and body trembling.

Ike didn't say anything more, and followed quietly, like a walk, walking slowly, very calm inside.

The strong killing intent in their bodies, the magic full of evil meaning, had already told Ike the answer, that is, two bastards who do all kinds of evil.

He walked around for a while, and finally stopped in a small forest.

"Most of those werewolves are hiding in the woods in front of them, which is their base camp." The man's body was still shaking, and he kept his head down, not daring to look at Ike at all.

"Okay, you can go." Ike said coldly.

"Huh?"

"Do you want to stay here?"

"No, no, no......" Before he finished speaking, the man ran out for a long distance, and in the blink of an eye, there was no shadow.

Ike walked in unhurried and unhurriedly, ignoring the werewolves who were gradually appearing around and quietly surrounding him.

It wasn't until the werewolves stopped his way that he spoke, "Fenrir Greyback, come out to me!" ”

"Hey, hey, where did you come from, didn't anyone tell you not to go into Tumbledown Alley? I even found it here. A rough voice sounded, and the werewolves in front of them immediately dodged a way, revealing a tall figure.

Compared to the other werewolves, Greyback is noticeably taller and stronger, but also more hideous and evil.

His robes were slightly better, but they were also very shabby, and there were many dark spots, which I don't know how long ago had fallen on the man he had killed.

Ike raised his left arm, revealing the Dark Devil mark on it, and said calmly, "Greyback, the Dark Lord wants to see you." ”

"Lord...... Master? Greyback was startled at first, but in a blink of an eye, his face was full of hideousness,

"Where did the little liar come from, he dared to lie to me!"

"You don't think you know, Greyback." As for Greyback's reaction, Ike had actually expected it a long time ago.

To put it in detail, Greyback was not Comrade Fu's confidant at all, although he made great contributions to Comrade Lao Fu during the First Wizarding War, but from beginning to end, Comrade Lao Fu did not brand him as a Death Eater.

And the absence of the Dark Devil mark means that Greyback does not know the news of Comrade Lao Fu's resurrection at all.

Newspaper? There's not a word on it about it!

"Little one, you're unlucky, you shouldn't tease me......" As soon as he finished speaking, Greyback let out a long howl, took out his wand and threw a spell at it, and ran towards Ike quickly.

Ike reached forward with his left hand to block the incoming spell, then waved his wand in his right hand, and the petrification spell flew back at an even faster speed.

"Smack!"

"Divided!"

"Roar! Roar! Roar! The werewolves around them let out a neat roar, stomping their feet as they roared.

In the center, Greyback laughed wildly and frantically cast various evil spells on Ike, while also running forward to get close to Ike.

But somehow, after running for so long, the distance between the two seemed to have not changed, and they only needed to take a step forward to catch this hateful guy, but they couldn't touch it.

"Smack!"

"Ahh

"Smack!"

"Ahh Ike's left hand was stretched forward, easily blocking all Greyback's spells, and with a wave of his wand in his right hand, a red whip of light appeared, striking him hard one by one.

Obviously, in the face of a thick-skinned werewolf, even if he didn't transform, the light whip wouldn't hurt him very much.

Although there were blood marks on Greyback's body, and a pair of them were torn into strips of cloth, listening to his shouting, he was still full of energy.

Ike wasn't in a hurry, just whipped and flicked. Gradually, the roar of the surrounding werewolves became quieter, and the momentum of Greyback's forward charge weakened.

There was less cruelty in the shouting, more pain.

"Smack!" Finally, Greyback stopped. He knelt on the ground, his head bowed, his body dripping with blood, his chest heaving, and he gasped for air.

"Do you want to continue, Greyback." Ike put away his wand and said calmly.

"Ahem...... Hey...... Hey......" Greyback spat out a mouthful of blood foam and wiped it on his mouth, leaving a long trail of blood,

"That's a lot of energy......"

"I'm kind of convinced, you've been sent by your master to look for me......" He twisted his neck and slowly got up from the ground, stumbling before settling himself.

"Who are you, and why haven't I seen you?"

"Ike Stred."

"Stred? The guy who helped Barty Jr. imprison Moody's old man? Greyback laughed, he had seen a report about Ike from the newspapers,

"So, the master is really back?" Ike nodded and said, "That's right. ”

"The master asked you to find me! Hey, hey, the master still needs me! Greyback seemed to be insane, laughing wildly with blood all over his body.

He waved his hands and shouted loudly to the werewolves around him, and the werewolves responded to him as if they were crazy.

The woods were full of meaningless howls of werewolves, one after another, inexplicably terrifying.

"It's okay to go, Greyback, and don't keep the Dark Lord waiting too long." Ike was still so calm and said in a cold voice.

"Hey, hey, go, let's go now!" Greyback laughed and walked over to Ike, this time he finally walked up.

Suddenly, the smile was gone, and his face was full of hideousness again, and his right hand grabbed Ike's face fiercely.

"Die!"

"Smack!" In the blink of an eye, Greyback's tall body was thrown backwards as if it had been hit by a truck, falling straight to the trunk of the tree, and falling face down to the ground.

The werewolves seemed to be choked by the throat, and no one made a sound.

"Click, click, click" Ike walked up to Greyback step by step, raised his foot and stepped on his head, condescendingly, and smiled.

The "filthy beast ......" stomped Greyback's head down with more force before retracting it.

With a slight movement of his fingers, Greyback turned over, and the man had passed out.

"Smack!" A stun spell fell, and Ike grabbed Greyback's arm. Turning around and looking around at the werewolves, Ike snorted coldly, and disappeared in an instant with Greyback.

"Bang!" Ike's figure suddenly appeared in the living room of Malfoy Manor, and with a strong right hand, he threw the bloody Greyback aside.

"Who!" Lucius and Wormtail ran from the basement with their wands in hand, and when they saw that it was Ike, they put their wands away.

Looking at the messed up living room and the guy on the floor who was already bleeding, Lucius frowned and asked, "Who is this guy?" ”

"The person the teacher wants to meet." Ike replied lightly and walked straight to the basement. Lucius was thoughtful, then reacted and followed directly, leaving only Wormtail stunned and stayed in place.

looked at the backs of the two, took out his wand to make the blood gourd on the ground float, and hurriedly followed.

When I came to the basement, Comrade Lao Fu was still sitting there. Ike walked up to him in two or three steps, bowed, and said, "Teacher, I'm back." ”

"Soon, little Ike." Comrade Lao Fu smiled, glanced at the floating figure behind the insect tail, and said,

"Looks like you've taught Greyback a terrible lesson."

"He's very self-conscious." Ike replied.

"Good, well done." Comrade Lao Fu stood up and patted Ike on the shoulder,

"Appropriate discipline is indispensable for disobedience." After a pause, he asked, "What about that timid fellow?" ”

"Here." As he spoke, he took out the small box from his pocket and handed it to Comrade Lao Fu. Comrade Lao Fu took the box, opened the lid and looked at it, picked up his wand and pointed inward and waved, and a corpse fell on the long table.

The one with his messy hair and dirty fur on his body was none other than Karkarov.

"Ah......" Comrade Lao Fu reached out and pinched Karkarov's cheek and pinched it,

"Karkaroff, how nice it would be if you came that night......"

"Wormtail, drag it away, give our old friend a decent funeral." Without going to see Wormtail taking away Karkarov's body, Comrade Lao Fu picked up the box again and sat back on the chair, shaking the box while saying, "You did a good job, little Ike......"

"But why are there two corpses in here?"

"Teacher, those are two blind guys in Tumble Alley, and they want to rob me." Ike said neither humbly nor arrogantly,

"I just want them to take me to the werewolves, and it's their minds that don't change."

"Good, good ......"

"Don't be nervous, little Ike, I didn't mean to blame you." Comrade Lao Fu smiled, looked at the inside of the box again, closed the lid, and threw it back.

"Very nice gadgets, beautiful traceless stretching charms, keep them, it's convenient to dispose of corpses."

"It's prudent, it's right to hide your whereabouts now." With that, Comrade Fu stood up and grabbed Ike's arm.

"Let's go, the Book of Melvin has been waiting for you for a long time."