"This coat is good for everything, it's just a little big, and it stinks a little."

Hagrid's corpse is burning like a campfire, and Mason is unloading his backpack as a chair and is dressing the kite man sitting next to him.

He still perfectly interprets his "dumb character", but the kite man, who feels that he is already in the same group as Mason, is chattering and complaining.

Mason gave him the spoils, and he was happy.

But Mason gave him a blood-stained, stinky garment, and he wasn't happy.

"Yikes."

As the bandage in Mason's hand tightened, the kite man who was complaining suddenly twitched, and the young man's eyes lit up with another hint of improving the first aid proficiency X5 brought by the excellent craftsmanship and fast bandaging.

He nodded in satisfaction, twisted the bandage into a bow, and motioned for the kite man to extend his badly bruised other arm.

This guy was actually quite lucky.

He was asked by Lao K to be cannon fodder, but he was slapped away by the zombie Hagrid, and the sharpness of the zombie's mutant claws, as long as the claws cut through this guy's skin, he should be cool now.

Although I don't know if Lao K has an antidote to the zombie virus in his hands.

But what is certain is that the sinister old guy will never give the precious antidote to a cannon fodder.

"Let's change it."

The Kite Man, though he had no problem with the taciturn of the "new boss", had his own thoughts, and he took the stinking fur coat and said to Mason:

"I'll trade this for you, I see you put a gun... Uh, I mean, give me that knife too.

Look at how good this material is, at first glance it is a real top quality fur, not that I blow it, after the Clown gang broke up, I worked odd jobs at Wayne Mall in Gotham for a while to earn rent.

I've worked fur and I'm absolutely professional.

Take this thing back and repair it, and it can be sold for at least hundreds of thousands. ”

"Then I might as well give you a million, and you give me the clothes."

Old K's voice appeared next to the two men like a ghost, but Mason was unmoved, and the kite man's whole body tensed.

"Don't be nervous, my best scout, you're going to be the main force for the rest of the work."

The cunning old fellow sat down beside Mason and the Kite Man with a calm expression, and while looking at Mason's skilful and precise first aid skills, he casually said to the Kite Man:

"Mason is so good to his own people, such a good magic armor was given to you without blinking an eye, when I was a newcomer, my captain was not so good to me.

At that time, I had to fight to get even an ordinary magic arrow. ”

"Magic armor?"

The kite man blinked, looked at the stinky coat in his hand, and asked very humbly:

"Is this thing powerful?"

"Well, pretty impressive. As you saw just now, this jacket can even withstand small-scale explosions at close range, and ordinary caliber bullets can't penetrate its protection at all. ”

Old K is a knowledgeable person.

He reached out and stroked the black mole fur coat in the kite man's hand, and said:

"Even in the internal trading floor of the Stellar Society, this tough, magical armor is very popular with D-class personnel.

Of course, the more senior members don't look down on it.

Don't look at me, Charles.

I'm a C-class, and I have something better that won't rob you of your pathetic loot. I'm certainly not a good person, but I can be generous when necessary. ”

As he spoke, Old K took three slender bottles with blood-red liquid from his belt and handed them to Mason, who looked at him and said:

"The knife you got was exchanged for me, this thing is compensation for you."

Mason stopped what he was doing and glanced at Old K in surprise, he hesitated, obviously thinking, and first took the potion handed by Old K and rubbed it in his hand.

In the next moment, the character card gives an analysis:

"Advanced special alchemical compounds have been detected, and in analysis... This item is a 'Swallow Elixir', which immediately restores its vitality when consumed and heals any injuries up to [Serious Injury] within the next five minutes.

The knowledge of alchemy skills is too low to analyze the complete formula, and the 'Healing Potion: Elementary' recipe has been included. ”

Looking at the three high-grade potions in front of him, the expression on Mason's face was a little moved.

Under the expectant gaze of Old K, Mason pulled out the giant-style hunting knife at his waist and stroked its blade with a reluctant face.

This thing also has a special tag:

Hagrid's skinning knife

Quality: Excellent forging items, outstanding workmanship

Effect: Enchanted with sharpness, but poor balance and poor melee combat. The Giant Hunter-style knives are ideal for harvesting leather, and are much faster when equipped.

Maker: Friedufa Hagrid

Item description: Holding it will make you miss the gentle force of the Giant Mother when she helped you smash the Toothburst Bear's head.

Warning: This item is stained with Hagrid's blood the Tamer, and it will be very dangerous to get close to Hagrid's domesticated pet while holding it!

This knife is really good.

This is the third elaborate item Mason has acquired, in addition to the penguin's armed umbrella and batrang.

Although the label states that it is "not good at melee combat", Mason held it in his hand when he got it before, and found that the destructive power was not bad and it was very easy to use.

This phenomenon of conflict is actually very easy to understand, and the so-called explanation of not being good at melee combat is said to be based on the size of giants.

It's the same thing in the hands of a half-giant like Hagrid like a dinner knife, and it's certainly not suitable for melee combat, but it's great for a standard-sized human.

With its sharpness, cutting off a zombie's head with a single knife is as easy as mowing the grass,

This old K is really a knowledgeable person.

His eyes were very poisonous, and he could see at a glance that this knife was the most valuable trophy on the zombie's body, but he didn't ask for it as the captain at the first time, but exchanged it afterwards.

The action itself represents the kindness shown by Old K to Mason.

He kept saying that he was picking his future players, and it seemed that the mediocre Mason had caught his eye. So the question now is, to change or not to change?

Mason stroked the knife in his hand, the snow-white blade reflecting his black hair and yellow skin.

The somewhat immature face was full of hesitation.

But when he saw the hint in the knife's information tab again, the young man made up his mind.

Judging from the current situation, Hagrid's "pets" may have become zombies, and may be wandering the ruins of Hogwarts now.

Hagrid, the half-giant, called those things "pets".

But Mason, who has seen movies and novels, knows the true colors of those harmless-sounding "little pets", and entering Hogwarts with this knife is a terrible danger.

But it's perfect to use as a "trap".

Changed!

The young man made a reluctant look, sighed, and handed it to Old K with a knife in both hands.

This action was seen by the explosive girl and the vertiginous earl on the other side of the campfire, and the hot-tempered girl suddenly spat to the side and scolded:

"Phew, dogleg!"

"Thank you."

Lao K is also very satisfied with this result.

He graciously placed three high-grade potions into Mason's hand, then stood up and threw a special bottle of liquid to the Kite Man and motioned for him to pour the potion over his new coat.

Later, Old K put Hagrid's hunting knife on the weapon slot behind his back.

In this way, with the cool Golden Eagle one-handed sword he already has, he has two sharp weapons that can be used in melee combat.

He didn't have to be so humble.

But the last expedition was really badly damaged, and as a dignified C-class personnel, he almost lost all his belongings, and now he can only start from scratch.

The hypocritical creature got the weapon he needed, and walked over to Bombgirl and Count Vertigo with his hands behind his back with a smile on his face, and sat down beside them for a friendly conversation, and then took out a second-class potion and gave it to the two grumbling fellows, explaining to them how to use the potion.

After seeing the tired Exploding Girl and the Vertigo Count drink the potion suspiciously, the smile on Old K's face became even gentler.

Your new squad can't just have a backbone...

Good cannon fodder is also needed.

"Oh yes, it doesn't stink! It's the same as new. ”

On Mason's side, the Kite Man poured the potion given by Old K on Hagrid's fur coat, and a lot of foam then appeared.

After the kite man struggled to shake the half-giant-sized coat up and shake off the foam, the original fishy coat became as smooth as new.

It's as magical as magic.

Unfortunately, the specifications of this coat are still for half-giants, and the kite man puts it on like a bear child stealing his father's trench coat, and even his arms and legs are not exposed.

Mason blinked, he made a gesture for the kite man to hand him the rest of the liquid, he took it in his hand and looked at it, and the information label quickly popped up:

Stark's Warframe Cleaner

Quality: Standard alchemy items, standard craftsmanship

Results: Dry clean mode for quick cleaning of any exterior stains, and a choice of scents makes it a must-have for home travel.

Item description: For superheroes and playboys, always looking perfect is just as important as being cool and powerful on the inside.

Status: Drawings have been included.

"Huh?"

When he saw the name of this thing, Mason's heart moved.

Is this "Stark" the one ... Well, it seems that Lao K didn't brag, their stars will really be very powerful.

Thinking of this, Mason touched the three advanced healing potions on his belt, and touched the back of his neck, wondering if the effect of this medicine was enough to save his life when he cut his spine to take the bomb?

Uh, it takes five minutes for it to take effect.

I don't think so.

To be on the safe side, you'll have to find a potion that can heal your injuries instantly.

There should be such a thing in Hogwarts House, and the world's potions and alchemy are very old.

"Woo woo"

More than twenty minutes later, while Mason, who was disguised as a "dumb person", silently completed the maintenance of his firearms, a low whistle echoed on the magic platform, and he got up to look at the perennial fog outside the platform, and soon saw a steam locomotive-like train breaking through the fog and slowly approaching.

Several other people also got up from the break, and Lao K was even more fully armed.

But soon, everyone's expressions changed.

That train was attacked!

Although the front of the locomotive is still intact, there are only two train cars left that should have been towed in the future.

The last section breaks open in the center as if it were bursting from the inside, and as the train moves forward, the broken wheels rub against the rails and shine a beating spark.

It's a magical creation, otherwise this situation would have been derailed long ago.

"Rest assured, there is no life activity in it."

Old K said with his pipe in his mouth.

He seemed to have some sort of reconnaissance ability, and Mason, who had been observing him, had just seen the shape of Old K's pupils change.

When the train slowly stopped to the platform, Lao K, as the captain, stretched out his hand to push the door of the train but did not move, he frowned and took out some cracking tools and said to the others:

"Stand back! There is enchantment magic of wizards in this carriage, and it seems that some of them took refuge in this thing in the event of disaster.

A doomsday shelter, tsk, pitiful. ”

A few minutes later, the magic barrier was cracked, and the door of the carriage was kicked open by the old K.

He was the first to walk up, and the crowd rushed in, and as soon as they entered the carriage, there was a bad smell that made everyone frown.

The intact carriage was littered with corpses and bloodstains, all of which were still wearing the robes of young wizards, and even some official wizards died in the carriages.

But no one can say exactly what's going on here.

"Vomit"

The last kite man to get on the bus rushed down when he covered his mouth when he saw this scene, and the rest of his faces were also ugly, except for Lao K.

The old fellow grinned and said to the others:

"Adapt as soon as possible, and you'll see something more exciting later. Now clean up the bodies, there are exactly four compartments in this compartment.

I'll go to the front of the car to see how it's going, and you can rest by yourselves.

According to Precursor intelligence, it would take at least four hours for the car to reach Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. ”

After speaking, Lao K jumped on the top of the carriage and walked in the direction of the front of the train, although the remaining few people were very unhappy, but for the next four hours of "travel experience", they still worked together to throw the corpses out.

A few minutes later, the train restarted, and the cleaned carriage was clear, with Bomb Girl and Count Vertigo going to the box on the left, and Mason alone in a box.

But as the train left the platform, the kite man walked in embarrassed with his new coat and scratching his head.

With an unhappy and embarrassed face, he said to Mason, who was loading the magazine:

"Those two guys are really excited to get into the carriage, I really admire where they are in the mood."

Mason listened.

Sure enough, a cat-like voice was coming from the back of the carriage, and it seemed that the pressure on the bomb girl and the Earl was really strong, and they both needed to vent in this way.

Uh, it's possible that people are good at this?

Hell, that's understandable.

He glanced at the kite man lying on the couch across from him, his coat draped over his body, ready to sleep for a while, and the latter noticed Mason's strange gaze, and heard the bomb girl's increasingly bold cry.

This guy didn't know what he thought, so he instantly covered his buttocks, shook his head frantically and said:

"I'm sorry, but I..."

"Shh

Mason cocked up his fingers and made a silent motion.

He heard a strange noise, vigilantly pushed open the sliding door of the box, and at this moment, a line of text jumped into front of him:

"Into combat mode..."

"!"

The young man slammed the hatch that had just opened shut with the fastest reaction in his life.

Almost at the same time, with a terrible hiss, several claw marks appeared on the glass of the closed train door, like a dagger slashing through the glass, leaving white marks.

Through the glass, Mason saw the assailant.

A cat.

It was a larger-than-normal tiger cat, and its eyes that should have been dark green would have become a more dangerous bright red, reflecting an ominous touch.

To make matters worse, the cat's no longer smooth fur also had festering and shriveled scars.

It was lying in front of the glass of the carriage staring at Mason as he grabbed the short-barreled crit cannon with its scarlet eyes, its fluffy tail waving in place like a tiger finding fresh food.

And when he saw the signature square spectacle stripes on the tabby's face, Mason was shocked.

Professor McGonagall?

How could this be?

But before Mason could take a closer look, the zombie tiger cat that was blocked out of the glass heard a more "lively" movement.

It disappeared before Mason's eyes with a whoosh, and rushed towards the carriage, where "weird noises" kept coming out and the screams of women were getting louder and louder.

"That pair of wild mandarin ducks is finished!"

A thought came to the young man's mind, and the kite man behind him jumped even more frightened.

"That's... What the hell is that? ”

"Shut up! Go find Old K! Fast! We've met a hidden boss, and if he comes later, everyone will probably die here! ”

Mason's eyes fell on Hagrid's fur coat in the kite man's hand, and the old K had said that it was protected by magic tenacity, and he snatched it and draped it over his body and rushed out of the cabin with his gun in his hand.

Only the kite man with the gun was left stunned.

"Ah, so you're not dumb, aren't you?"