With a flash of fire, something shot in, not very powerful, but almost as fast as the spells of a top wizard. Lockhart had nowhere to dodge under the door frame, and before he could raise his wand to condense a little magic power, he felt an impact coming from his wand, and the whole tiger's mouth was numb. Then a second attack arrived, hitting his talisman spell, knocking him back a few steps and dropping his wand.

Lockhart quickly ducked outside the door, took out another wand he bought when he was 11 years old, and stretched out his hand to the door frame and pointed at the figure in the room: "Passed out!"

To Lockhart's surprise, the man in the room actually fell to the ground, and he could even feel his even breathing. Lockhart vigilantly picked up another wand on the ground and slowly entered the room. Turning on the light, a man was lying on the ground with a pistol in his hand, he knew that it was a Muggle weapon, and the memories of his previous life were no stranger to this thing, but this was the first time he had been attacked by such a weapon.

I have to say that the power of this thing is almost comparable to the full force of an ordinary wizard, and the speed is about the same as the spell of a wizard like Lockhart, who is the top wizard in the wizarding world. The only fly in the ointment is that it can only provide physical damage, and it has almost no instant killing ability for wizards protected by talisman charms.

Lockhart finally understood why the Auror Handbook stated that even if you were on a mission in the Muggle world, you should always have a talisman on your body.

Lockhart held his wand warily, bent down to remove the pistol, and used his detection magic to make sure there was no one else before putting it away. By this time, Pandora had already taken two bottles of drink and went upstairs, and was startled to see someone lying in the room.

"It's nothing, a drunk who went to the wrong room, just get him out. As he spoke, Lockhart took the man by the legs, dragged him out of the door, and then quietly opened the door of the next room with a lock-picking charm and threw him inside.

After taking a bath, according to the promise just now, Lockhart's posture, strength, and tricks depended on Pandora, fed the greedy little witch to sleep, and then sneaked out of the door.

- He was not surprised that those men found themselves yesterday, and even in Hong Kong, there were far fewer Britons than natives, let alone two people with such obvious characteristics as Lockhart and Pandora. But it was no joke that an indigenous Muggle attacked him as an English wizard in a British colony, and it happened to Lockhart himself.

He might be able to report it to the relevant authorities, and I'm sure they will definitely take this matter seriously, but in this place where there is not even a Ministry of Magic, why should wizards, especially powerful wizards, be so forbearing?

Lockhart was never a good guy - even Dumbledore didn't have a rule that as a professor at Hogwarts and a member of the Order of the Phoenix, he had to be a good guy, right? Lockhart came next door and read the man's memories roughly.

...... Well, a very powerful man has a crush on Lockhart's female companion and wants to kiss Fang Ze. To put it mildly, it's a woman who wants to play with Lockhart. Soft can't work, I actually want to kill Lockhart with force.

Lockhart was curious, what a powerful and audacious person he was, just glancing at Pandora, and daring to use such extreme means without knowing Lockhart's background at all?

From memory, it can be seen that this guy is indeed very big, and even the Royal Hong Kong Police may really be unable to deal with him. But this kind of power means nothing to wizards, who are the real forces behind the world, and Muggles, no matter how rich and noble, are just tools for upper wizards to rule the world.

Now, a tool offended him. Lockhart put down his wand, and the killing intent was decided: "The curse is solved, and the soul is out of the body." ”

The killer on the ground got up and walked out of the room with a blank look in his eyes, Lockhart following him. - Miraculous phenomenon, anti-Muggle spells don't work for you? It's simple, use a little more mana, and use a spell against wizards!

"Phantom Spell, Confusion Spell, Iron Armor. "Lockhart followed this guy to a wealthy residential area in the suburbs of Hong Kong, which was populated by rich and powerful Muggles, but it had nothing to do with Lockhart. - He is feeling very bad now, and the people he wants to kill the most are Barty Jr. and Peter Wormtail, because the two of them resurrected Voldemort and ruined his otherwise peaceful life, but failed several times.

And now, as a good wizard, the first person he was about to kill was actually a Muggle, which made him feel even more ashamed and angry.

The guards of the residence couldn't see Lockhart, and even if they did, they would turn a blind eye under the Confusion Charm, and Lockhart followed the killer into the house with ease, and the well-trained bodyguards just let him in.

"How's it going?" Lockhart saw the man, who had seen him in the hotel last night. He was shirtless, and he was covered in a dense network of magic spells - oh, well, it was a tattoo. "What are your hands shaking?"

"When it's done, you can go over and enjoy. The killer didn't answer the question, but said blankly.

"Good. The man stood up excitedly, and the crotch of his pants was propped up in the tent, "An Englishman, dare not to give face to Lao Tzu." ”

"Okay, you're paralyzed!" Lockhart appeared, and with a wave of his wand, several of the bodyguards around him fell.

"It's you!what's going on?" the tattooed man was shocked, and hurriedly went under the couch to get a gun, "Bang!" he was knocked into the wall.

"Silence Spell!" Lockhart waved his wand, isolating the room from the outside world, "now that it's just us, what should I do?" ”

"Daxian spares his life! The little one with eyes doesn't know Taishan......" The tattooed man got up from the ground, kneeling and kowtowing quite decisively to beg for mercy, his mouth full of classic lines of dog blood.

"Dig your heart and cut out your bones!" Lockhart was full of malice, using a torture charm, where did a Muggle enjoy this treatment, rolling on the ground in pain, knocking over the potted plant in the corner, "Do you have a daughter? If your daughter is young and beautiful, if she is still a virgin, maybe she can change your life!"

"No, but I have an illegitimate son! I can give you whatever you want!"

"I want your daughter, but unfortunately you don't. Lockhart had a devotion to him, and he really didn't have a daughter, "So, dig your heart and cut your bones!"

"Ahh Forget it, using the unforgivable curse of torture makes your whole person feel bad, as if love and kindness have left your body, so let's hurry up and get it back.

"In the next life, be a woman," Lockhart said softly, as if to tell a friend who was about to leave for his life: "Avada sukes for his life." ”

A green light struck the tattooed man's chest in the frightened eyes, and he immediately lay down silently. ――No...... It shouldn't be like this, Moody said that abusing the death curse is not good for the spirit, and that a gun should be used.

"Give him a shot. "Lockhart was most afraid of getting into trouble, and ordered the killer who had been charged with the Imperius curse," and then committed suicide. ”

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Lockhart didn't look at the scene, and went straight to the door, no one knew what was going on inside, and the guards of the house were still diligently guarding the house, not knowing that their employer was dead.

The excitement after the killing? Lockhart knew it was not good, and he didn't want to be a murderer.

There is almost no fear after killing, when he first walked into the Auror department at the age of 18, the examiner had already prepared him to kill, not to mention that this time it was also for the people.

"An Auror who didn't kill a Muggle until he was thirty years old would be laughed at by Moody. Lockhart smiled self-deprecatingly and left.

Top wizards and Muggles are almost two different creatures, and Lockhart feels like an ant has been crushed to death. Come to think of it, when Voldemort killed the Aurors, he probably felt the same way. Lockhart doesn't want to be an ant, he also needs to strengthen his strength.