The glittering flames vanished instantly.

It's like a tube in a vacuum pumping air out of nowhere.

The little wizards who were watching outside staggered and curiously crawled over, crouching on the edge of the crack in the ground and looking in.

There is no darkness under the hollow.

The phantom that was just a dozen feet tall had only shrunk to the size of a normal person at this time.

A hazy shadow looms over a wizard who looks exactly like him.

The little wizard who didn't know the truth took the phantom as the wizard's spell.

They looked at each other for more than ten seconds, but nothing else happened.

Immediately, the arrogance and recklessness that penetrated into the bone marrow made these noble children gradually bold.

Some people even picked up stones and threw them into the hollow.

Of course - even if they ate the leopard's gall, they didn't dare to leave Owen.

It's just apathetic to throw it away in the hollow somewhere else, just to see if there are any other people down there.

"Who is he?"

A little wizard asked, confused.

The companions around them all shook their heads, no one knew the strange wizard who was very good-looking.

If you have seen such a face before, you will never forget it.

Whether it's a newspaper or a glimpse on the road.

"Where's Miss Granger?"

Soon the sharp-eyed little wizard noticed that only the unknown wizard seemed to exist in this hollow.

But just now, someone saw three people through the flames.

A strange blonde witch.

One is the silver-haired wizard in front of him.

The other was the Hogwarts Granger they were familiar with.

But now—only one?

Don't?

The little wizards around him suddenly had some bad premonitions.

After all, the flame just now was indeed too terrifying, and it would be normal if - buried in it.

Thinking of the little wizards on this floor, they couldn't help but lower their heads, the world is impermanent-a witch who was only famous in the world some time ago, and the result was in a blink of an eye

And compared to the sad ones, there are some calm ones.

They just wondered, why- why hadn't the Ministry of Magic come here yet?

If you had cast a spell in public, the people at the Ministry of Magic would have been like a dog's nose, and the moment you put your wand down, they would have smelled it and rushed over to judge you.

Fines, confiscation of wands, and even jail time.

But what's going on today?

Just a dozen feet of phantom—half of Cairo could see it—of course, because the phantom had existed for so short a time, even if a Muggle saw it, it might have been when he was hallucinating.

The color and brightness of the phantom are not noticeable.

But what about the wizards!

Are all the wizards in Cairo on vacation and going to Libya en masse for vacation?

No—it can't be—there must have been a wizard who noticed this.

So? Why didn't they come?

Why hasn't the Ministry of Magic come yet?

Could it be that they are letting it go?

Deliberately not intervening?

But why?

Don't

There are young wizards who have already thought of something, and although they are shy, they are not stupid.

Moreover, most of them come from powerful or ancient pure-blood families, although they may not be heirs to the line. But such a background has already allowed him to know some news that ordinary people can't know.

Especially the next Dumbledore of the United Kingdom, which has been rumored in the past month.

Stargazing girl Granger.

In the eyes of the parents of these young wizards, it is not good news that Britain has another Dumbledore.

With [old guys], their pure-blood life is already difficult.

Originally, I hoped that after another hundred years of patience, when [the old guy] died of old age, they would be able to almost regain power.

And now there's another one?

These people, these little wizards, have more or less heard the complaints of their elders at home.

Or from the Ministry of Magic

In short, there are as many wizards who like Granger as there are, and as many as they hate her.

Not to mention - there was information claiming that Granger was a Muggle-born witch at all.

It's a mudblood, the lowest bloodline.

She has been where she is today because Hogwarts has the founder's treasure, and she is a lucky lowly girl.

And so on - such gossip, the farther away from the UK, the more marketable it becomes.

If—if, of course, this is just speculation, will anyone dare to take the risk of making a big deal of it—orchestrating the trap—personally luring.

Once the idea pops out of my head, it lingers.

They were willing to believe that the Ministry of Magic had not sent someone because of the shielding magic around the perimeter of the house.

And in this chaotic tide of thought.

Our archmage Merlin, holding his staff, sat on the edge of the hollow, looking down with some amusement.

"Something interesting is happening."

——————

And on the other side of the infinite plane.

In a vast meadow, Owen, who had come here in a trance, was looking around.

Well—unsurprisingly—it's a mystical illusion again.

After feeling his own magic and making sure that he could leave here at any time, he became interested.

The stretch of this meadow seemed endless, and he stood there and looked into the distance, and saw that all he saw was green.

Blue sky and white clouds, except for an empty stone gate not far away, there is nothing else here.

"It's the stone gate again—it's the curtain again."

In the wizarding world, stone doors seem to have other meanings, and they exist everywhere.

However, the most famous is the one in the Department of Mysteries of the British Ministry of Magic.

Legend has it that the stone gate connected the world of the dead.

But no one has ever come out of it alive, so no one knows what the truth is.

Thinking about it, Owen stepped towards the stone gate.

After a few steps, he saw a monster.

It was a faceless monster.

It has no concrete form, like a patchwork of countless pieces of flesh. Squirming, like a meat slime with long hands.

As he approached, the monster did not attack him, but frantically bowed to him.

And that explains the identity of this monster.

"High Priest - Worship the wrong person!" He said flatly, "By the way, you are really bold. ”

He circled around the faceless monster in front of him, and as he walked, he said, "I guess you don't know what god you worship. It should have been just bad luck to pick up a spellbook that recorded the magic technology of [Ionia], and then began to try unscrupulously, step by step.

In the end, he became the dog leg of the outer gods. ”

"Do you know that the techniques you use are not accepted by most believers, even within the Divine Favorite?" Owen continued, "Because this technology will completely change a person's soul, like you are now, and become a monster.

It can't live forever at all, and it endlessly changes its body and invades its soul, and in the end it only transforms itself into a monster that is even more evil than the Dead.

Ahh

You-you're really lucky, I don't know that the so-called vigilance saved your life, and the number of times you change your body is not much, otherwise you would have become a monster a long time ago. ”

The Faceless seemed to understand Owen's words, its vague shadow trembling, and it didn't know if it was terrified of its own ignorance and hubris, or if it was terrified of what was to come.

"Assault on Miss Granger? Is it really just your wishful thinking? Owen stared at her, "Isn't it because of the hunger in my heart?" A craving for a 'tastier' soul? ”

"No—no—" Perhaps the desire to speak out was too strong.

The faceless monster was like a fleshy face, and suddenly a hole opened, and I didn't know if it should be called a mouth, but the sound came from inside.

"You don't have to feel aggrieved." Owen said coldly, "Everything you do is your own choice." Then you have to bear the consequences.

Uh-huh – this story tells us not to pick up a random magic book on the side of the road - let alone try to master the magic in the book and believe in the paradise depicted in the book. ”

Owen spoke, and a towing beam of light shot out from the curtain in the stone door in front of him.

The next moment, the faceless monster dragged as if it had been shackled, and was about to disappear into the curtain.

"N-don't!" It was as if dozens of people were shouting at the same time, full of horror and despair.

"You promised me, Karibdis Vortex, in front of that obelisk, you promised me that I would only complete the task you gave me-"

"What can I do?" Owen interrupted her, "After death, you will enter the kingdom of God flowing with honey, and there will be seventy-two virgins-male servants?" ”

"Do you believe it?" His eyes widened, "To God, when you enter that plane that mortals can't reach, squeeze your souls clean like juice, that will be your last bit of value." ”

"What?" The monster's voice froze instantly, and although it didn't have a face, Owen still felt that she must be stunned at the moment.

And it was at this moment of distraction that the gravitational pull behind the curtain suddenly increased, and half of its body was not in it.

When it woke up, it didn't care about anything else, but kept pleading, "Please—please—be merciful, be merciful!! ”

The monster reached out.

Countless chains of light were wrapped around its hands, and with the last glimmer of hope, the whole person was swallowed by the veil.

"Stains—"

Looking at the place where the faceless monster disappeared, Owen did not have the slightest fluctuation in his heart.

From the moment you pick up the magic book that records evil, it's doomed.

As for why that magic book appeared in Africa.

Perhaps this is what the True Divine Favored Ones are intentional.

Cast a wide net.

There's always a fool who takes the bait - lo and behold, this is just going to catch one.

Then, Owen turned.

Ancient magic fills the surroundings.

This illusion is shattered.

In the next second, his consciousness returned, and the outer god illusion that shrouded him continued to shrink, finally submerging into his body.

"It's a pity - no memories of the priest were unearthed in the end."

The first thing Owen said when he opened his eyes was emotion.

The High Priest has been rooted in this land for more than two hundred years, and how many people have accepted her evil magic and transformed themselves into monsters.

Are all those high-ranking officials really me?

Not someone else who has been replaced by a freak?

The matter seems to be over, but under the cover of night, on the hidden battlefield of climbing branches, capture and fighting are destined to last for many years.

Maybe the wizard will never be able to pull out all the twisted monsters.

"Well—there's no need to be so pessimistic—Miss Granger, didn't you catch four? It's a bit of a gain. Merlin leapt from the top of the hollow.

He landed beside Owen and said with a slight ease, "As long as everyone works together, we will soon be able to catch all the hidden monsters!" ”

"Hehe-" Owen looked up at Archmage Mei, and then said disdainfully, "Do you believe that I am actually King Arthur?" ”

"Huh?" Grand Master Mei rubbed his head, "I don't believe it. ”

"Hah! You believe that humans can work together, but you don't believe that I am King Arthur! Money, bastard! ”

Owen instantly burst into a rage, "You just watched? I'm burning my ass and you're going to watch the whole show? ”

"Alaala—young people always have to go through storms—and I think you're pretty easy, aren't you?"

"Easy?" Owen raised his eyebrows, "This time we can win because that stupid priest has no combat experience at all, and it is better to fight with her than to fight Harry."

If it's someone else, you'll wait to collect my ashes! ”

"Alright, alright! Don't say such frustrating words, aren't you okay now? ”

"What a fart, my back hurts, I feel like my body is overdrawn. Oh, and one more thing. Owen looked puzzled at this time, "That priest, the phantom of the outer gods she summoned - why does it look like an empty shell?"

I was startled when I saw the phantom just now, and I thought I had to fight another Poseidon battle. ”

"Allalla." Hearing Owen's doubts, Archmage Merlin suddenly raised his head, raised his head, and smiled all over his face, almost writing 'Praise me' on his face.

"What did you do?"

"Of course—how can I say that I am still observing the Earth in the Sea of Stars, and if I let the will of the outer gods infiltrate so easily, then I would be too remiss in my duty."

“.” Owen looked at Merlin with suspicion. "Why do I think you're being lazy?"

He said as he pulled his suitcase back from his arms.

After zooming in, I knocked on the box.

"Am I always doing my duty? Never—well, sometimes when you stare at your eyes with sore eyes, you take a break, but that's a break, not a dereliction of duty! Master Mei defended himself.

However, Owen certainly didn't believe a word.

Estimated most of the time dozing off!

Hehe.

And with Merlin's confession, the suitcase was opened.

Hermione probed her head vigilantly and raised her wand to pop out.

Then he turned his head to meet Owen's eyes.

"It's over, Miss Granger." Owen said as he crouched beside her.

"Y-how did you do that?" He asked, confused.

From getting into the suitcase to coming out, but in a minute or two, how did Owen do it.

"Of course, Master Mei went down to the empty building, and the priest's conspiracy was overshadowed!" Owen glanced at Merlin Dao on the side and teased.

"Haha—is it me?" Merlin rubbed his cheeks and smiled.

"Oh—really?" Hermione expressed skepticism, if Mr. Merlin was going to make a move, why not sooner?

However, as a well-known and good student at Hogwarts, there should still be courtesy, Hermione stepped out of the box and bowed to Merlin, "Thank you for saving Master Merlin." ”

"Well—I didn't actually do anything!"

In the face of Miss Granger's curtsy, Merlin said that it was nothing, but his body accepted it with a smile, and he did not mean to avoid it at all.

This made Owen on the side look at the toothache.

I really want to give this hypocrite a kick.

But just as Owen was about to figure out where to put his feet.

A voice interrupted him.

"Owen!"

"Oh my God—you're a humanoid disaster, and everywhere you go, something happens!"

Just listening to the voice, Owen knew who it was.

He replied directly: "Speaking of the Humanoid Calamity, Harry Potter is not far behind, since he entered the school, Hogwarts has not been stable for a year. ”

"You didn't make that!"

"Am I being forced to get involved? Trouble will always come to me, and I can't avoid it! Owen said innocently.

"Can't avoid it?" The man quickly stepped forward and grabbed Owen by the collar of the back of his spine. "I think you're eager to get involved."

The godfather of the dog, who got a rope from somewhere, waved his wand and tied Owen's hands.

"Come on." He threw the end of the rope to Professor Lupin, his expression both delighted and angry, "Pack this guy back to Hogwarts now." Regardless of his months of confinement, let - let Snape supervise it, yes - let Snape come, only he can resist this flamboyant machination. ”

"yes—that's right, catch him!" Miss Granger's eyes lit up as she spoke.

And when she opened her mouth, she immediately sold herself.

"Forget about it, there's another one." Sirius's gray eyes immediately locked on Hermione.

"Huh?"

"Grab it together, and let Professor McGonagall take care of it."

At this time, other wizard apparitions came forward.

The houses had collapsed, and the anti-illusion spell cast here had naturally failed.

At the head of the list is Bill.

He was followed by two other strange wizards.

"Get out of here first." Bill rushed over and said, a white cloth tied around his forehead with red marks sticking to it.

"Y-got attacked again?" Owen, with his hands tied, raised an eyebrow and glanced at him.

"It's not going to be a goblin!"

"Heh—you guessed it right this time." Bill said with a look of resentment, "Damn - I didn't notice there were goblin shops on that street, there weren't before, my whereabouts were exposed." ”

"A member of the Brotherhood?" Owen said again.

"Hmm—the Brotherhood of Elves. If it weren't for the fact that I happened to meet a few colleagues from the association. ”

"Then you're really fateful." Owen put his hands behind his back and gave him a thumbs up.

And right away, his thumb was knocked off by Sirius.

"You still have the face to talk about others!" He said angrily, "He's fateful, you're fat, aren't you?" ”

"Hey—you're sorry to say me, you're a veteran of fighting the Death Eaters at sixteen or seventeen, don't we learn all from you - if Harry does something like that of running thousands of miles to Voldemort's lair one day, it must be your encouragement."

"Fart - I broke his leg." Sirius roared.

"Okay, don't fight at this time, once the battle stops here, the goblins will come over." At this time, Professor Lupin hurriedly opened his mouth to persuade, and he reluctantly supported a smiling face, "As for the rest of the matter, I'll talk about it later." ”

He beckoned, and a black-haired young man on the side immediately stepped forward.

The strange wizard pulled out a shield badge from his bosom, which was composed of blue and gold and took on the shape of a rose.

The shield has a crossed wand with a ruby inlaid at the fork.

At the bottom of the badge is a small banner that reads 'For Honor' and the words 'Rozier' underneath.

"Huh?" Owen hadn't reacted yet.

The badge suddenly burst into a strong gravitational pull, and then all the wizards present were attracted to the badge.

The sky is spinning, as if you are riding a roller coaster in a narrow and crowded pipe, and after more than ten seconds, it feels like you have landed.

"Poof!"

It's the sound of space shattering.

In the next second, the group touched the ground.

The visual scenery has not yet arrived, but the smell of the fragrance has already arrived.

A fresh breeze hit, and the scent of flowers entered Owen's nose.

Wait for him to open his eyes.

As far as the eye can see, there is a garden with wide lawns, winding paths and a variety of flowers and trees.

The main thing is the flowers.

All kinds of names can be called, and those who can't be named are among them.

There is also a small lake in the distance, the water is crystal clear, surrounded by delicate fountains and sculptures,

There is a rose stand not far from the small lake, where thousands of bright red stamens compete for beauty.

That should be an open-air corridor. It is used for walking or resting.

At the end of the garden is a three-storey manor.

The exterior is elegant and ornate, with elaborate ornamentation and carvings on the roof, and the façade of the building is made of pale yellow marble, with some kind of liana covering most of the rest of the walls.

"Welcome home, sir." The young wizard who had taken out the Rozier family crest said with a smile.

"This is the Rozier family estate, located on the outskirts of Paris, which now belongs to Madame Wenda, and is one of your possessions."

"Don't—" Owen wanted to wave his hand, but his heart was weak, "the old woman wishes I had ascended to heaven sooner." ”

He pursed his lips.

"Look how old she is, eighty or ninety! She still looks like a girl in her thirties, and I'm afraid I won't be able to survive her. ”

Owen swaggered into the manor with his hands on his back.

Just kidding - he's also the head of the Rozier family.,Although I've never looked for a scene.,But the hero consciousness still has to have.。

To be looked down upon - must there be many cunning villains who want to fight him for his property?

And his wizard of the Rozier family just smiled when he heard the sound, and then followed without saying a word.

Soon they walked in front of the manor.

Outside the huge red oak door, a witch stood brightly.

She wore a dark green wizard dress with slim cuffs and crossed hands.

Feet on black boots.

The silk skirt caressed her legs like flowing water.

She leaned back slightly, her long hair coiled behind her head, and her face did not show any broken hair.

She has thick bright red lips, a tall nose, and a pair of gray eyes that are mesmerizing.

At this moment, those eyes were looking at the few people in front of them elegantly.

"Huh? Grandmother? ”

"It's been a long time!"

"I miss you!"

(End of chapter)