The Gray Parker werewolf criminal gang is gone, maybe not all of them, but the most ferocious and daring werewolf Grepark at the head is dead, announcing the irreversible end of the gang - presumably there will be a bold werewolf who will try to take Grey Parker's place in the future, but that's what the Aurors are responsible for.

Gray Parker and his strongest and most savage werewolves are now the spoils of the White Wave, and he decides to deal with them before tackling his next target, Voldemort. The useless corpses of the werewolves were eaten by the hyenas he had summoned by his magic, and the loot he kept was put in the house of the purse, "Let me try it, the universal spell ......"

Bai Lang thought about the idea of separating the flesh and bones in his mind, and in his mouth was chanting, "Hum, you are red, you are red!" The light of magic bloomed, and the werewolf corpses on the ground began to separate their flesh and bones.

The hyena couldn't take it anymore, and it pounced on the meat and entrails that had just been separated. "Well, if you want to deal with the fur and bones, you'll have to use normal human methods. Fat scraping, tanning, etc., wait for me to see how to deal with the book. ”

Leather tanning is a rather smelly job, soaking, cleaning, tanning, and finally drying and fatting to soften, and it doesn't take a month to get this thing done - then the holiday is over. Therefore, it is necessary to use the normal human treatment method - it takes too long to use the ancient handicraft, "acetone is degreased and then cleaned, and then tanned with fur tanning preparations, but it will take half a month." ”

Bai Lang decided to leave it to a professional fur tanning factory to deal with, and just give money and then a forgetting spell will solve the problem. As for the bones, I have to say that the level of magic meat removal is much better than boiling with breadworms or strong alkali, and the result is that Bai Lang only needs to soak it in gasoline or acetone to remove the fat - this will take several days, so Bai Lang decided to take this opportunity to get rid of that scum Voldemort.

He knew where Gaunt's old house was—it was recorded in the library, but few people looked at it, "Big Hangelton...... There was a dilapidated house that looked like it was about to collapse, and then there were dead snakes hanging from it. Bai Lang didn't come by Dior, but took a train and a taxi to that place in the English countryside.

Without using magic, Voldemort's subordinates probably wouldn't know - at this time, Voldemort's loyal guards were only the mouse Spotted, and perhaps Crouch Jr...... Voldemort's really powerful thugs are still in prison.

Bai Lang walked high and low in this broken place, "Haven't you repaired the road properly, look at this grass and this bush, how many years have you not been pruned?" He was fast, and in a few minutes or so he was standing in front of Gaunt's old house.

He didn't go out the door, Voldemort and his pathetic henchmen must have laid a lot of magic traps here. With Bai Lang's magical ability, I'm afraid it can't be cracked. As for the dangerous behavior of trapping himself in a trap, Bai Lang respectfully thanked Bumin, so he was ready to test it first, and then use explosives to blow up this place into the sky.

"There are no magic traps?" Bai Lang climbed to the roof of the house, carefully supporting his body - this ghost place was in disrepair, and if he was not careful, it would collapse completely. Bai Lang crouched in the roof chimney - the support point here should be the strongest, and he was still wearing an assassin's suit and was now lurking quietly.

The sound below gradually came out, and the heat of the chimney indicated that someone was building a fireplace inside. After Bai Lang listened for a long time, he smiled evilly and took out a melon-like grenade from his arms, "Hehehe, attack grenade." I'll reward you with a shockwave, and then. "Bai Lang still has several melons in his arms, but that's a defensive grenade.

So he pulled the safety and reached under the chimney lid and threw the melon down with a clever whirl—otherwise the grenade would get stuck in the crooked flue of the chimney and not fall into the fireplace. After breaking away from Bai Lang's hand, the handle bounced off the projectile body, the fuse began to work, and it was time to explode after five or six seconds.

Bai Lang clasped his hands on the roof, expecting the explosion to happen. Sure enough, there was an explosion below, and a shock wave directly collapsed the roof. Bai Lang dared to swear that he heard the screams of the mouse.

Bai Lang exerted a jack drop, fell down with the collapsed roof, and by the way, smashed through the floor and fell directly to the middle of the second floor and the first floor. Almost immediately, Bai Lang saw the couch protected by the glow of magic, and of course, the fire burning everywhere. "Yo, this is Voldemort, right?" the arrogant words came out of Bai Lang's mouth.

"Turn around, I'd love to see what the little monster without a nose looks like?" Bai Lang has prepared a lot of rats, ready to use them to block them if these guys launch Avada. The thing on the couch could already be seen, it was a baby-like floppy monster with snake scales and a flat snake face, "It's a freak, indeed." Bai Lang said.

"Who are you?" the baby's voice was soft and weak, and Peter Pettigrew was already stammering, "Master, this is Ron Blanc of Hogwarts, the man who struck down the dragon." There was a tremor in his words.

Bai Lang looked at Voldemort in front of him, "Tom Marvolo Riddle, or Voldemort, this is the first time I've seen your real body since I killed the basilisk...... Speaking of which, the shadow in your diary is also good-looking, why is it that you have become an ugly snake-faced man now? ”

As he spoke, he turned to his side, stretched out his right hand and grabbed the jaw of a giant snake that suddenly attacked from behind. "It's not often that a snake grows that big. Bai Lang glanced sideways at the snake, "Viper, I remember if her name is Nagini?" Okay, Tom and Nagini, say goodbye to each other as good friends." After saying that, Bai Lang pinched the snake's head - although the Horcrux cannot be destroyed by ordinary objects, Bai Lang's violence is not among them.

Who made Voldemort stupid enough to use a snake as a Horcrux...... Metal objects or dead objects will revert and deform and retain the Horcrux's abilities, but living beings will not be able to do so, they will be killed. As for whether dead creatures can still be used as Horcruxes? Now Nagini has proven it - no. "This snake is too weak and too weak, how could she think of attacking a man who can knock down a dragon from behind, and she is too confident in her stealth actions and venom?" Bai Lang said with a mocking smile.

Voldemort in front of him didn't say anything, maybe he was thinking about what to say. "Grey Parker is your man, isn't he? you're welcome to be with them soon, Tom. Grey Parker's head has become part of my collection, along with his werewolves, and I think it's a good idea to decorate my living room with their wolf-like skeletons. I'll soak you in formalin and put you next to their heads as my trophies. Bai Lang said as he walked over.

"Avada Suo!" the green light shone brightly, and the white wave shook his body, and the green light flew through his phantom into the distance. "It's easy to hide. Bai Lang muttered, the movement of his body was not clear in the firelight, and he pinched Peter Pettigrew with one claw, as if he was ready to peel him off.

"Shapeshift!" A feeble voice sounded, accompanied by a "poof" sound, and both Pettigrew and Tom disappeared...... "Damn!" Bai Lang scolded.