At eight o'clock in the evening, except for a few wizards who could not arrive at the scene in time for various special reasons, everyone else was already sitting down in their respective places.

The excess food has been removed, and the ground has once again become spotless due to the hard work of the domestic elves.

Durmstrang is adjacent to two other schools of witchcraft and wizardry in Europe, with Professor Malfoy sitting at the front of the house, along with Professor McGonagall and Professor Lottie.

"First meeting, Professor Malfoy."

Professor Lottie greeted Ranko very gently.

"When we first met, Professor Lottie, I had already heard that Beauxbatons's Transfiguration professor was not only kind, but also top-notch in Transfiguration."

"Nothing."

Professor Lottie smiled and nodded, "Durmstrang's teaching level can be seen from the wonderful game just now, and there are also many things worth learning. ”

The mutual praise was finally over amid Professor McGonagall's coughing and the lethargic opening remarks of an older-looking wizard on stage.

"Ahem, I'm Gompot Zabu Zandashatar of the International Magical Association, and I'm glad that you can take time out of your busy schedules to focus here for this year's academic seminar."

The old man hung his eyelids, and he didn't know what he thought, so he coughed heavily, and then said:

"Ahem, the theme of this year's Magic Academic Seminar, I believe everyone already knows, through the recent overactive dark wizards, the theme of this year's Magic Academic Seminar, the association has agreed with the International Wizengamot and the International Federation of Wizards and Wizards, that is, around the following topics, prevention of black magic damage, rescue treatment after injury, black magic structure, etc."

A piece of parchment with a schedule automatically appeared in front of all the wizards and spread it out on the table.

Ranko took a closer look, and the theme of this academic seminar was indeed targeted.

He looked around again, and most of them he hadn't seen in reality.

It seems that few of the old guys of his time are still active today.

I don't know if that's a good thing or a bad thing.

At the end of the evening's meeting, the wizards streamed out.

The professors at several schools unexpectedly agreed, and after saying goodbye to each other at the end of the street that resembled Diagon Alley, Durmstrang's group arrived at their cabin.

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"How's it going at night?"

Professor Haronnius, who had been beaten twice by the Dark Arts Professor, looked like he was in prostration, the divination tools were piled up in the corner, and he didn't plan to go to divination before leaving.

"In terms of results, it's not bad."

Yin Sen was still in a coma when he was brought back, and this belonged to the body's self-repair, and there was no need for Professor Malfoy to waste any more potions and forcibly wake him up.

"You mean, Yin Sen Horren has been struck by a spell?!"

On the contrary, Professor Harlenius, who heard this, couldn't sit still first.

"It's been treated, and the injury isn't serious."

Ranko waved his hand, motioning for Professor Harlenius not to make such a fuss.

"It's not supposed to be a fuss, is it?" Professor Harlenius was completely stunned, and he knew that it would not be good to let Malfoy go freely.

"I've added magic to him, so don't worry, there's no irreparable consequences."

Professor Harlenius also knew that Malfoy was crazy, but in most cases he was sure to do it.

However, it did not.

However, there are still means of protection.

Miss Clendel had his roster in his hands, and just in case of an accident, he brought something special out of Durmstrang.

With her watching, Durmstrang's wizard couldn't be life-threatening, no matter how he was.

"You...... Hey......"

Professor Harlenius let out a long sigh, then waved his hand as well, as if he had accepted reality.

"I'll go with you tomorrow."

"Don't you need another day or two?"

"No, you don't."

Professor Harlenius said weakly.

"I'm afraid that if I wait for two days, you will bring me any surprises."

He specially added an accent to the word surprise, which means that it is quite obvious.

Professor Malfoy smiled, not guaranteeing anything, and asked again before leaving the room:

"By the way, did you come up with anything from the thing I asked you to study earlier?"

"It's weird black magic."

Professor Haronnius pointed to a wooden box in the corner that was placed alongside his divination tools, "I have never seen such strange dark magic, this severed arm is less like a dead arm than a living thing. ”

"Alive, ......"

Ranco rubbed his fingers, thought for a moment, and took the severed hand with him as he left.

"I'll take the things back first, and you can rest by yourself."

Professor Malfoy went back to his room, and although the layout had been missed, the sparrows were small, but they were all in order.

Placing the wooden box containing the severed hand on the table, Ranko pulled a few books out of his pocket, and at the same time took out the Mirror of Achilloides and left it floating on the desk.

Above the magic mirror of Achilloyindes, the banshee with fishtail and birdwing looked at Professor Malfoy, and when she saw that Ranko didn't pay attention to her, she turned her head in boredom and looked at the wooden box.

After noticing the wooden box, the demon spirit on the magic mirror seemed to be aroused, and the fishtail detached from the magic mirror, and easily opened the magic on the wooden box.

"Check it out, and by the way, see where this thing comes from."

Ranko was still looking for something, and after instructing the Mirror of Achilloindes, he took out a transparent jar filled with gold dust and several small opaque porcelain vases from his pocket.

The banshee was also welcome, the severed hand remained motionless after the magic was unraveled, and it carried a lot of the cursed power of Ranko's body.

The curse on Professor Malfoy's body was obviously much more sophisticated than this unruly curse, and the curse on the severed hand was obviously a lower level.

As a result, it is almost unable to function as it should.

The banshee brushed the gold dust off her severed hand, and the long fishtail slapped the curse on the severed hand, and when the aura of the pyramid curse had almost dissipated, the severed hand with the tattoo of something pointed at it.

The mirror surface on the magic mirror of Achilloindes also began to have a ripple.

Sparkling, the severed hand was entangled in the banshee's fishtail before it fully woke up, and it was pressed into a wooden box and couldn't even turn over.

Ranko's hand moved slightly, and then he looked at the Magic Mirror of Achilloindes.

The banshee retracted her teeth-baring expression and looked at Ranco softly, her fingers flicking the glittering mirror.

The image presented by the mirror looks very vague at first, but gradually, the image begins to become clearer.

The scene presented by the mirror is not a wizarding world.

High-rise buildings, cars on the streets, people coming and going, and many of the names of the shops written in English are more imposing than in the wizarding world.

The owner of the severed hand does not seem to have a formal job, and the mirror presents a first-person perspective, and Ranko has no way to see the full face of the owner of the severed hand.

The picture suddenly flashed, and the originally spacious streets suddenly turned into dark and cramped alleys.

The owner of the severed hand seems to have been chased by someone, and finally fled here, and the exit was blamed and blocked.

Ranko then looked down, and those who were chasing him also seemed to be vagrants, but mentally......

"Imperius?"

Professor Malfoy was dumbfounded.

Most of the seven or eight vagrants had gloating smiles on their faces, and they seemed to be sure of the outcome for their severed arm masters.

"What are you going to do......"

Before the owner of the severed arm could finish speaking, the seven or eight people in front of him suddenly separated.

A woman in a bright red robe and a top-of-the-line wizard's hat walked out.

This is obviously the wizard who has manipulated a lot of people.

She was very beautiful, and the owner of the severed arm was obviously stunned, looking at the long legs under the eyes of the other party's robe......

With a grunt, Professor Malfoy heard the owner of the severed arm swallowing involuntarily through a mirror.

"Shame."

Professor Malfoy scoffed at the phenomenon, but he wondered where such an "eclectic" wizard came from.

"Isn't it related to the saints again?"

The wizard had apparently noticed the eyes of the man with the broken arm, and she stroked her long fiery red hair, like a blazing sun, and walked step by step in her high heels in front of the man with the broken arm.

The man's heartbeat with the broken arm accelerated significantly.

Professor Malfoy wondered if the man would have suffered a heart attack and died on the spot.

I saw that the wizard slowly put his lips to the ear of the owner of the severed arm, and said a word in his own voice.

"Is it pretty? Professor? ”

With a buzz, Ranko's brain seemed to have suffered an invisible hammer blow.

An invisible wind suddenly swept through the room.

The shroud on his face quickly peeled off, revealing a completely charred skin underneath.

Breaking free from the confines of the Mirror of Achilloendos, he flew towards Professor Malfoy with lightning speed and blindness, only to be greeted by hundreds or thousands of shrouds with terrible curses.

The shrouds detached the skin from the flesh on the surface of the severed arm, and it also turned into bloodstained linen cloth that wound his former "master" to death.

"The means of the next three abuses."

Ranko pressed his hand to his face, and after a few seconds, the sudden and somewhat riotous curse was gently back on his skin.

Ranko looked at the banshee with a hideous face, and after the shroud wrapped the severed hand in full power, the banshee not only did not listen, but the fishtail flew towards the severed hand with a devastating momentum, strangled the severed hand, and smashed the severed hand back into the wooden box.

In the wooden box, the severed hand was no longer alive, but the scene in the magic mirror of Achilloindes was completely gone.

"It's also a polluting ......"

Ranko pondered for a moment, and thought it was quite interesting.

It's not that I haven't seen a wizard who has played curses to this extent, tsk, no wonder there is a saying called the back wave beats the front wave.

"It's just that I still don't know what this wizard is."

Dark wizards don't have to run, but it's not known whether they're saints, Death Eaters, or dark wizards wanted by the ministries of magic in various countries.

Coupled with the countless severed hands buried under the sand, what is this dark wizard planning to do?

Ranko didn't tell the organizers about this directly, he was also afraid of startling the snakes, who knows what the plans of these dark wizards are, and in the academic seminar, which of the organizers are friends and which are enemies.

To put it more simply, since the theme of this seminar is black magic, it is better to leave this problem to the experts to solve.

After all, practice is the only way to know the truth, right?

If you're just talking about the dark arts, you're going to lose some of the fun.

He poured some gold dust into the wooden box, and after making sure that the curse on the severed hand had been completely destroyed by the woman's pre-set means, he closed the lid of the box, set the wooden box aside, picked up the book he was going to come out and found some information, and then went to sleep.

It was a quiet night.

With the exception of Professor Harlenius, who had a nervous breakdown and dreamed that Malfoy had killed himself in an academic seminar and woke himself up, the rest was not badly rested.

The next morning, Yin Sen had also woken up.

"Today's breakfast is carrot cheese toast with natural plain milk and croissants, and ......"

The house-elf in charge of Durmstran's food arrangements arrived early in the morning, but was kept outside by Professor Malfoy's defensive magic, and it was not allowed to enter until Professor Malfoy unspelled it.

Of course, the breakfast provided by the organizers was not like Durmstrangry's, but the portion and variety were not bad, and the mouth-keeping wizard did not find fault with it too much.

After breakfast, Professor Harlenius first asked Yin Sen if he could afford to eat, and after receiving an affirmative answer, he nodded and led the team to the venue first.

This time, Professor Malfoy was a step behind, and he was going to visit the beach he found yesterday.

"After a night, it's either all dormant or already in action."

Avoiding the eyes of the others, Ranko found the beach from yesterday, and unsurprisingly found that there was nothing under the sand.

So, where will those dense severed hands go?

Professor Malfoy made a few guesses with great interest.

According to Professor Harlenius's prophecies and observations, as well as his close encounters last night, it is not possible to see:

One, these things are kept alive by the dark arts, and there are hidden signs of contamination on them, and it is easy to fall under the spell once they are pulled on.

Second, the curse of this thing must be activated at a close distance, and if the distance is not enough, the conditions of the curse cannot be met.

Professor Harlenius must have been far away from this thing at the time, and he was under his curse to keep him from falling under the curse.