What about digging tunnels and fighting tunnel battles? Standing in the passageway that extended in all directions, Ranko took out his dark gold pocket watch, opened it with a click, and glanced at the time.

"It's almost time for dinner." Ranko drew his wand, clasped his hands slightly, and slowly slashed an arc in midair.

“【fiendfyre】。” In order to strengthen the effectiveness of the spell, Professor Malfoy's usual stingy spell was also recited softly by him.

Flames erupted from the arc of the tip of the wand in mid-air, and the dark corridor suddenly lit up.

It is an unquenchable flame, an inexhaustible fountain, a magic that burns everything. [Fire Spell]. The air twisted and deformed, and the temperature around it climbed at a terrifying rate, and the stone walls could not withstand the temperature and made a cacha rattle.

Ranko lowered his eyes, sleeves drooping, covering his wand. With the hood in his other hand, Ranko put it over his head, enveloping himself in a blood-red cloak.

"So, let me see how far Muggle technology can go." Although there is still a lot of gap with the level of science and technology in the previous life, however, it should not be a big problem.

The Rangers League, a bunch of guys who play these things out of place.

"Then let's get started, as if tonight's—"

"Exercise before meals." The flames flew towards both sides of the passage, and the stones on the ground were burned red, and then began to gradually turn into a viscous liquid.

The temperature is still rising. Ranko spread his hands flat, his wand directing the flames. Soon, this well-connected underground world will be transformed into a giant steamer.

If there is no outlet, this temperature will be enough for everyone to melt even the bones and slag left. Passages filled with flames soon formed here.

As far as the eye can see, all places are wrapped in tongues of fire that seem to be unquenchable, and even if there is no place for the flame to burn for a while, the gushing heat wave makes people's heads burn.

Someone was shouting, and then it was instantly engulfed in flames. Someone wanted to use the spell to fight back, and he obviously knew the cracking spell of the fierce fire, but it was a drop in the bucket for the flames that had spread.

Along with the wand, the charred body was buried deep into the ground along with the dissolved stone. Ranko walked on the melted stone bricks with every step, and the flames automatically paved a new path for him to walk freely.

"Phantom Shifting Blocking Charm." In the distorted air, the screams came and went. Ranko hummed an unknown song, and the Phantom Shifter Stopping Charm became their own cage.

"Curse lifted! Break the spell! Several wizards were together, muggle weapons tossed around on the ground, clumsily holding wands, transparent protective charms that seemed to disappear to resist the terrible magic.

"Can't do it! Can't do it! A wizard broke down and cried, and he fell to his knees, snorting and tearing his wand to try to unravel the spell for the seventh time.

"The Blocking Spell can't be unbroken! Manipulated! His voice was distorted and distorted, and the facial features on his face were completely distorted.

Completely occupied by the fear of death, how can they think about any face problems.

"Damn, damn it, damn it!" The wizard who held the protective charm with his wand pulled up the wizard who fell to the ground and muttered to himself,

"Pick up the wand for Lao Tzu! Do you want to die here! ”

"Everyone else, all hold on to Lao Tzu! If you know how to break the spell, roll over to Lao Tzu! The wizard's face was hideous, his hair had been burned clean by the flames, and his heat-resistant wizard's robes were showing signs of burning.

"Since you can't leave with the illusion, find an exit!" He roared,

"It's the Muggle world out there, and I don't believe this guy dares to violate the International Secrecy Law!!" His words made a glimmer of hope appear in the eyes of many people around him.

Yes, this place is not far from the exit, and if you hold on, even if the apparition does not work, there is no way that Durmstrang professor can pull them out under the constraints of international secrecy law.

Several people gritted their teeth, and a protective charm shattered, and the next person immediately topped up, and in the underground world that was engulfed by countless flames, they actually survived a distance of several meters.

Then they saw a blonde boy. The boy's hair was red from the flames, and his blood-colored wizard's robes looked like they had been stained with blood.

"You're right, the international secrecy law really doesn't make it easy for me to do it here."

"After all, I've always been a good person who abides by the law." The protective spell was torn in an instant, and the wizards also realized something, and without hesitation, they attacked Professor Malfoy with their most powerful spell.

"Die!"

"Die to Lao Tzu——!!" The spell was burned by the flames, and it didn't even reach Ranko's side.

"Alright, be quiet." The flames engulfed several men, and without feeling any pain, they traveled with their companions to Merlin's realm.

"It's a lot quieter." Ranco walked to a skylight that opened upwards, and through the skylight, Ranco squinted his eyes and could see the street above.

It appears to be a single door, hidden by magic, and can be left if touched. Ranko looked around, and everything that came to his eye was flames.

"This should be the last." The guy who escaped from him is no longer here. Touching the one-way skylight, Ranko's figure flashed and appeared in the Muggle-filled streets.

The streets are still lively, the sky is snowing, and the streets are full of people, which is not affected by the flames that pervade the underground world.

As he said, Ranko has always been a good person who abides by the law. He doesn't break the international secrecy law on his own, so he is very careful with the fire spell.

I'm afraid that one of them will accidentally burn the city. Lowering his wand, Ranko looked to the side to find a dirty-looking boy standing around the corner of the street, hiding his head in a panic as he looked over.

Pedestrians on the street didn't notice Professor Malfoy, dressed in blood-red wizard robes, still talking and laughing, unaware that the underground of his city had been turned into a giant steamer.

Ranko paused for a moment, didn't notice anything serious, then walked into the corner, and after a burst of white flames, he disappeared into the alley, as if the man never existed.

"Charles, what are you doing?" An equally dirty girl wrapped up in her shabby clothes, her face was covered in ash, and she looked at the boy with a strange expression.

"If we don't leave, we're going to eat those nasty things again today."

"Ahh......h

"I guess I'm mistaken." He thought. How could someone suddenly appear and disappear suddenly?

He must have been delusional. The boy, who felt he was delusional, rubbed his eyes, then followed the girl and walked towards the orphanage in the distance.

——— Durmstrang, Dark Arts Classroom. Pure white flames appeared where Professor Malfoy had left.

In the midst of the flames, pale hands holding wands, blood-red wizard robes falling to the ground softly, Ranko lifted the brim of his hat and looked into the dark magic classroom.

There is no one left.

"Looks like they're all gone." Ranko walks up to the meditation basin and sees a gray-white city through the meditation basin.

After taking a closer look at the city and finding nothing wrong, he wiped it casually and restored the meditation basin to its normal state.

When I walked out of the dark magic classroom, I saw a house-elf appear, and respectfully asked the black magic professor to go to the East Tower.

It should be the question of those International Wizengamot and the International Federation of Wizards. Without much delay, Ranko made his way to the East Tower.

Inside the East Tower. All the professors, several wizards from the International Wizengamot and the International Federation of Wizards were there.

Professor Dan Lin looked at the still unconscious judge, and then looked at the frightened doll.

The doll covered her face and sat on the palm of the hand held by the international police officer, looking like she was going to die.

"It was some kind of magic that transferred Judge Rattimore's soul." Professor Dan Lin said slowly.

As a healer, she knows some magic.

"As for what happened, I'm afraid we'll have to wait until Professor Malfoy returns." The officer also looked like he couldn't laugh or cry.

"Judge Rattimore, you hear me, it will be fine when Professor Malfoy returns."

"Besides, it's a bit ...... like this," the officer held back, and finally didn't go against his will to praise this somewhat shoddy ragdoll for its good looks.

And Judge Latimore did not want to talk about it with his colleagues at all.

He, one! Dot! Also! No! Think! Professor Harlenius blinked, his eyes full of curiosity.

"Looks like a lot of fun." He thought. But don't say that to Judge Latimore, he's not so stupid to poke people's wounds.

The two wizards from the Special Operations Department glanced at each other, and one of the older wizards asked in a deep voice, "Professor Danlin, when will Professor Malfoy come back?" Although there were no radical words, several professors felt that there was anger in each other's words.

What's wrong with this? Professor Harlenius whispered to Professor Danlin. Professor Dan Lin naturally didn't know what was going on, so he could only give a look of helplessness.

They had heard a rough idea from the other students, but the reason why these wizards were so angry...... You can probably guess what the reason is...... When they had sat down again and made sure that Judge Latimore was not in danger, they discussed it again when they heard the house-elf appear and say that Professor Malfoy had arrived.

Judge Lattimore turned into a Muppet doll all at once

"Excitedly" jumped up from the officer's hands and almost fell to the ground.

"Judge Latimore ......"

"Shut up!" Do you know how hurtful the way this looks to me as a judge?

！ Judge Latimore gritted his teeth. It's a pity that his angry appearance is not only not deterrent, but looks stupid and cute.

Judge Latimore: "......!" When Professor Malfoy arrived, nearly everyone in the room stood up.

Professor Malfoy blinked, looking flattered,

"You don't have to do this, it's really ......"

"Professor Malfoy." The slightly older wizard interrupted Professor Malfoy. "We have a few things we want to discuss with you about this magic," he said in a slightly deep voice, and ...... other" The officer quickly turned his face

Judge Lattimore, who was "looking forward to it," held it in front of Professor Malfoy.

"What is this?" Professor Malfoy feigned curiosity,

"Judge Latimore, what are you going to do?"

"Mr. Malfoy!" Judge Rattimore took a deep breath, and the face of the Muppet Doll showed a deep look,

"What have you done to me? Why did I wake up and automatically transfer to this thing? ”

"Oh, that's what you're asking." Ranco suddenly realized,

"There's something wrong with your body, Professor Danlin—" Professor Danlin shook her head at Professor Malfoy.

She didn't see anything wrong.

"Okay." Ranko could only say directly,

"Judge Rattimore, do you remember what happened before this?"

"What's going on......" Judge Latimore had been thinking about after he had actually left the city and returned to the real world to meet up with a few others.

"I remember, I heard a voice......" he said slowly, organizing his words.

"What's the sound?"

"Can't hear it, it's a language that isn't understood." Judge Latimore said. This is supposed to be the whisper of the Crystal Skull, a type of curse.

Ranko is actually quite curious about where the curse on Judge Latimore came from. The International Confederation of Wizards just had a large-scale spell phenomenon not long ago, and now even the International Wizengamot is here?

"And then? What happens after hearing that language that is not understood? ”

And then ...... Then I woke up and didn't know anything. Judge Latimore tried to put on a frowning face,

"That's what it is, Mr. Malfoy, did you do it? I heard that I seemed to have lost my self-control at that time, and you brought me out. He didn't say anything to blame, and as a highly qualified international Wizengamot judge, he was more concerned with the problems than with the reduction of efficiency.

"You've fallen under a strange curse...... Don't look at me like that, as a therapist I haven't done it enough to lie and shirk responsibility. Ranko looked at Judge Lattimore in the hands of the international police officer,

"With that in mind, I'm leaving you here for now...... Several, my suggestion is to immediately bring Judge Latimore's body back to the International Wizengamot and hand it over to the Chief Justice. ”

"To Your Excellency the Chief Justice?" Ranko nodded,

"That's right, after handing it over to the Chief Judge, your Excellency Chief Justice will know what to do." It's better to leave this kind of problem to magical life.