Chapter 123 Auror Falls (Addition)
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Shui Shen Zhi Feng
Chapter 123 Auror Falls (Addition)
The follow-up effects of the Rolle family incident are still spreading.
After the fall of the Rolle family, the lives of the werewolves who depended on the financial power and resources of the Rolle family were greatly impacted.
In the wizarding world, werewolves are discriminated against by wizards due to their potential danger.Almost all werewolves were unable to find a decent job and lived in poverty.
Therefore, a group of werewolves headed by Fenrir Greyback took refuge in some pure-blood families, such as the Rolle family, and obtained the resources needed for life from them.
When the Luoer family fell, the werewolves who kept the news closed didn't know what happened. They didn't realize that something was wrong until this month's supplies were not delivered as scheduled.
Fenrir's view is to join another pure-blood family, but his view cannot be shared by all the werewolves under him.Some of the werewolves were tired of this life of relying on others, and they chose to leave.
Under the poverty of hunger and cold, these werewolves once again engaged in the activities of looting, burning and looting, posing a threat to the civilians in the wizarding world and the Muggle world.
Meanwhile, the Ministry of Magic is busy.
Every day, the Ministry of Magic received at least [-] reports about werewolf crimes. Aurors, strikers, and reconnaissance teams were dispatched frequently, but they were still too busy.Often only one werewolf case was eliminated, and more cases occurred in other places.
On this day, in a remote village in Yorkshire.
The village was attacked by five werewolves, and people screamed, wept, and houses burned one after another.
Three Aurors who happened to be patrolling a nearby village arrived just in time to engage the werewolves in a fierce battle.
Werewolves are extremely dangerous existences for ordinary wizards, but they are not strong enough for well-trained Aurors. If it weren't for the superiority in numbers, these werewolves would have been captured in one go.
One of the werewolves was particularly clever. Seeing that the situation was not right, he betrayed his companion, ran away ahead of time, and rushed into the lush and gloomy woods.
Kingsley Shacklebolt was very depressed. Today was supposed to be his day off, but the frequent crimes committed by these unscrupulous werewolves made him have to work overtime.
His boss, Scolinger, didn't get along very well with him. Although he had tried his best to keep a low profile, he knew that his background from a pure-blood family still attracted some hostility to him—this time the task was forced on him by Scolinger, and he didn't even have a chance to discuss it.It's fine if it's just a mission, but the most annoying thing is the mission of being sent to the backcountry to patrol. This kind of mission is tiring, and it usually returns without success. It does not help his meritorious performance, and it is simply a waste of time.
He was very angry, and he vowed to bring this group of werewolves to justice, and let the bad breath out of his heart.
Seeing that the werewolf was gradually losing, he began to secretly rejoice, but he didn't expect that a werewolf on the opposite side actually slipped away!
This will not work!None of you can escape from my Wuzhi Mountain!This was the first thought that came to Kingsley's mind.
So he chased after him alone, and rushed into the woods too.
He has absolute confidence in his own strength, among the entire Auror team of more than 30 people, his strength can be ranked among the top five.Sklinger is slightly stronger than him, there is no doubt about it, but Robards, Dawlish and others are at most comparable to him, and even if he uses the family secrets at the bottom of the box, he thinks he is stronger than them.
With a single werewolf, even if he has the right time and place, he can't be his opponent!
But he was wrong, and very wrong.
He saw the werewolf in the woods, and he didn't see much fear in the werewolf's eyes, only indifference and cruelty.
The werewolf turned into a black shadow and flew towards him.
Kingsley knew well that the werewolf's fur was highly resistant to magic and had to be attacked physically. He swung his wand quickly, and a whirlwind and flames erupted from the end of the wand at the same time, hitting the werewolf accurately and flying him three feet away.
There was a burning smell coming from the werewolf's body, and he was obviously injured, but he didn't flinch from it. He growled even more angrily, arched his body, his hair swelled like spikes, and was ready to launch the next wave of attacks.
Kingsley waved his wand, and controlled the dead branches and boulders to throw at the werewolf one by one, causing the werewolf on the opposite side to fall into a predicament of dodging left and right.
Just when the werewolf's dodging range was slowly compressed, and Kingsley felt that victory was in sight, he suddenly felt the danger, and with a flash of his body, a blue light passed dangerously close to his body.He turned back hastily.
Unpleasant laughter came from the tree.
On a thick branch of the tree sat an ugly old witch.
"Anis, it's you!" Kingsley began to have something wrong in his mind. He kept casting spells on his hands to resist the werewolves who took the opportunity to rush in, and shouted coldly, "Did even the dominatrix get involved in these civilian attacks?"
Just after he once again dodged Anis' attack with superb strength and knocked the werewolf into the air again, he said coldly, "This time, none of you will try to escape!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Kingsley's face changed drastically, and he found that he couldn't move.
"What's going on?" He didn't understand what happened at all, and he wouldn't have the chance to know the truth again.
Because at this moment, he saw a huge werewolf figure swooping towards him, with severe pain coming from his neck, he closed his eyes.
Beside Kingsley's body, his shadow slowly squirmed, as if alive.
After a while, the shadow protruded from the ground and slowly transformed into a solid body.
The werewolf lowered his hands and knelt respectfully.
"Tsk tsk..." Anis made a dissatisfied voice, "Bartory, let me tell you, your shadow restraint technique seems to be useless. It took too long to prepare. If it wasn't for me and Xiaolang cooperating to pin this guy down here, your technique wouldn't work at all!"
Bathory's eyes shone with shrewdness, "Have you ever thought about why Master Malfoy chose our second race as an ally among so many alien races?"
"Cut!" Anis said, "Does it need to be said? Naturally, it is because our two clans' weird, unpredictable and insidious methods are in line with his style of acting in secret, and it is beneficial to his plan!"
Bathory shook his head slowly, "What you said is just one of them. Don't forget that ogres, royal goblins, and banshees all have the means to suppress the bottom of the box, and they are no worse than us..."
"Then why do you say that?" Anis raised her eyebrows.
"I think," Bathory pondered for a while, before slowly saying, "It's because the abilities of our two races can cooperate and complement each other. Master Malfoy must have taken a fancy to this point—he is such a thoughtful person, and he has never thought about how many tactical combinations can be formed by our blood-sucking royal family's shadow magic, hypnotic magic, and your dominatrix's mind control magic, poison casting magic..."
"I said, don't you think too much of him? How old is he? Can he be so clear about the abilities of our second clan?" Although Anis said so, she thought of the magic vision that Schelling used to recruit her, and she couldn't help shivering, and even doubted her own words.
The corners of Bathory's mouth raised slightly, "Look, you don't think so, you just refuse to admit it."
"Cut! The old woman is quite old, and she is naturally unhappy at the thought of being instigated by a brat." Anis saw Bathory's expression uneasy, and then changed her words: "But there is nothing you can do about it. The young master has a rich family background and amazing strength. To be honest, it is the luck of the old woman to be able to follow him—" At this point, Anis consciously lowered her voice and murmured: "I don't want to be his enemy..."
Bathory didn't answer.
She turned to look at the little wolf, "Where are you?" Her tone was very serious, with a hint of chill, "Did you hurt any innocent villagers?"
"No, really not," the werewolf lowered his head in fear. "Everything is according to the orders of the young master and you two. We just went to scare the villagers and set them on fire. We absolutely didn't hurt anyone. Everything we did was to cooperate with the master's plan..."
"This is the best way. If you let the master know that innocent people have been hurt, none of us can protect you!"
"Yes, yes," the werewolf nodded and bowed hastily, "The little wolf knows it, and it will definitely not make things difficult for the two of you."
"What about your four werewolf companions?" A smile appeared in Bathory's eyes.
"They don't listen to me, and they just want to go back to that trash Fenrir. Although Fenrir has hooked up with the Selwyn family, how can the Selwyn family compare to the young master?" The werewolf gritted his teeth, and his heart was hardened. "Since they are stubborn, it's no wonder I can blame them. This time they deserve to be sacrificed sons, let them be killed by the Ministry of Magic!"
"Very well, let's go! The young master should be anxiously waiting for news from us."
Is anyone else watching?Why did the recommendation tickets and favorites drop even more after adding updates?Feeling cold.
(End of this chapter)
The follow-up effects of the Rolle family incident are still spreading.
After the fall of the Rolle family, the lives of the werewolves who depended on the financial power and resources of the Rolle family were greatly impacted.
In the wizarding world, werewolves are discriminated against by wizards due to their potential danger.Almost all werewolves were unable to find a decent job and lived in poverty.
Therefore, a group of werewolves headed by Fenrir Greyback took refuge in some pure-blood families, such as the Rolle family, and obtained the resources needed for life from them.
When the Luoer family fell, the werewolves who kept the news closed didn't know what happened. They didn't realize that something was wrong until this month's supplies were not delivered as scheduled.
Fenrir's view is to join another pure-blood family, but his view cannot be shared by all the werewolves under him.Some of the werewolves were tired of this life of relying on others, and they chose to leave.
Under the poverty of hunger and cold, these werewolves once again engaged in the activities of looting, burning and looting, posing a threat to the civilians in the wizarding world and the Muggle world.
Meanwhile, the Ministry of Magic is busy.
Every day, the Ministry of Magic received at least [-] reports about werewolf crimes. Aurors, strikers, and reconnaissance teams were dispatched frequently, but they were still too busy.Often only one werewolf case was eliminated, and more cases occurred in other places.
On this day, in a remote village in Yorkshire.
The village was attacked by five werewolves, and people screamed, wept, and houses burned one after another.
Three Aurors who happened to be patrolling a nearby village arrived just in time to engage the werewolves in a fierce battle.
Werewolves are extremely dangerous existences for ordinary wizards, but they are not strong enough for well-trained Aurors. If it weren't for the superiority in numbers, these werewolves would have been captured in one go.
One of the werewolves was particularly clever. Seeing that the situation was not right, he betrayed his companion, ran away ahead of time, and rushed into the lush and gloomy woods.
Kingsley Shacklebolt was very depressed. Today was supposed to be his day off, but the frequent crimes committed by these unscrupulous werewolves made him have to work overtime.
His boss, Scolinger, didn't get along very well with him. Although he had tried his best to keep a low profile, he knew that his background from a pure-blood family still attracted some hostility to him—this time the task was forced on him by Scolinger, and he didn't even have a chance to discuss it.It's fine if it's just a mission, but the most annoying thing is the mission of being sent to the backcountry to patrol. This kind of mission is tiring, and it usually returns without success. It does not help his meritorious performance, and it is simply a waste of time.
He was very angry, and he vowed to bring this group of werewolves to justice, and let the bad breath out of his heart.
Seeing that the werewolf was gradually losing, he began to secretly rejoice, but he didn't expect that a werewolf on the opposite side actually slipped away!
This will not work!None of you can escape from my Wuzhi Mountain!This was the first thought that came to Kingsley's mind.
So he chased after him alone, and rushed into the woods too.
He has absolute confidence in his own strength, among the entire Auror team of more than 30 people, his strength can be ranked among the top five.Sklinger is slightly stronger than him, there is no doubt about it, but Robards, Dawlish and others are at most comparable to him, and even if he uses the family secrets at the bottom of the box, he thinks he is stronger than them.
With a single werewolf, even if he has the right time and place, he can't be his opponent!
But he was wrong, and very wrong.
He saw the werewolf in the woods, and he didn't see much fear in the werewolf's eyes, only indifference and cruelty.
The werewolf turned into a black shadow and flew towards him.
Kingsley knew well that the werewolf's fur was highly resistant to magic and had to be attacked physically. He swung his wand quickly, and a whirlwind and flames erupted from the end of the wand at the same time, hitting the werewolf accurately and flying him three feet away.
There was a burning smell coming from the werewolf's body, and he was obviously injured, but he didn't flinch from it. He growled even more angrily, arched his body, his hair swelled like spikes, and was ready to launch the next wave of attacks.
Kingsley waved his wand, and controlled the dead branches and boulders to throw at the werewolf one by one, causing the werewolf on the opposite side to fall into a predicament of dodging left and right.
Just when the werewolf's dodging range was slowly compressed, and Kingsley felt that victory was in sight, he suddenly felt the danger, and with a flash of his body, a blue light passed dangerously close to his body.He turned back hastily.
Unpleasant laughter came from the tree.
On a thick branch of the tree sat an ugly old witch.
"Anis, it's you!" Kingsley began to have something wrong in his mind. He kept casting spells on his hands to resist the werewolves who took the opportunity to rush in, and shouted coldly, "Did even the dominatrix get involved in these civilian attacks?"
Just after he once again dodged Anis' attack with superb strength and knocked the werewolf into the air again, he said coldly, "This time, none of you will try to escape!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Kingsley's face changed drastically, and he found that he couldn't move.
"What's going on?" He didn't understand what happened at all, and he wouldn't have the chance to know the truth again.
Because at this moment, he saw a huge werewolf figure swooping towards him, with severe pain coming from his neck, he closed his eyes.
Beside Kingsley's body, his shadow slowly squirmed, as if alive.
After a while, the shadow protruded from the ground and slowly transformed into a solid body.
The werewolf lowered his hands and knelt respectfully.
"Tsk tsk..." Anis made a dissatisfied voice, "Bartory, let me tell you, your shadow restraint technique seems to be useless. It took too long to prepare. If it wasn't for me and Xiaolang cooperating to pin this guy down here, your technique wouldn't work at all!"
Bathory's eyes shone with shrewdness, "Have you ever thought about why Master Malfoy chose our second race as an ally among so many alien races?"
"Cut!" Anis said, "Does it need to be said? Naturally, it is because our two clans' weird, unpredictable and insidious methods are in line with his style of acting in secret, and it is beneficial to his plan!"
Bathory shook his head slowly, "What you said is just one of them. Don't forget that ogres, royal goblins, and banshees all have the means to suppress the bottom of the box, and they are no worse than us..."
"Then why do you say that?" Anis raised her eyebrows.
"I think," Bathory pondered for a while, before slowly saying, "It's because the abilities of our two races can cooperate and complement each other. Master Malfoy must have taken a fancy to this point—he is such a thoughtful person, and he has never thought about how many tactical combinations can be formed by our blood-sucking royal family's shadow magic, hypnotic magic, and your dominatrix's mind control magic, poison casting magic..."
"I said, don't you think too much of him? How old is he? Can he be so clear about the abilities of our second clan?" Although Anis said so, she thought of the magic vision that Schelling used to recruit her, and she couldn't help shivering, and even doubted her own words.
The corners of Bathory's mouth raised slightly, "Look, you don't think so, you just refuse to admit it."
"Cut! The old woman is quite old, and she is naturally unhappy at the thought of being instigated by a brat." Anis saw Bathory's expression uneasy, and then changed her words: "But there is nothing you can do about it. The young master has a rich family background and amazing strength. To be honest, it is the luck of the old woman to be able to follow him—" At this point, Anis consciously lowered her voice and murmured: "I don't want to be his enemy..."
Bathory didn't answer.
She turned to look at the little wolf, "Where are you?" Her tone was very serious, with a hint of chill, "Did you hurt any innocent villagers?"
"No, really not," the werewolf lowered his head in fear. "Everything is according to the orders of the young master and you two. We just went to scare the villagers and set them on fire. We absolutely didn't hurt anyone. Everything we did was to cooperate with the master's plan..."
"This is the best way. If you let the master know that innocent people have been hurt, none of us can protect you!"
"Yes, yes," the werewolf nodded and bowed hastily, "The little wolf knows it, and it will definitely not make things difficult for the two of you."
"What about your four werewolf companions?" A smile appeared in Bathory's eyes.
"They don't listen to me, and they just want to go back to that trash Fenrir. Although Fenrir has hooked up with the Selwyn family, how can the Selwyn family compare to the young master?" The werewolf gritted his teeth, and his heart was hardened. "Since they are stubborn, it's no wonder I can blame them. This time they deserve to be sacrificed sons, let them be killed by the Ministry of Magic!"
"Very well, let's go! The young master should be anxiously waiting for news from us."
Is anyone else watching?Why did the recommendation tickets and favorites drop even more after adding updates?Feeling cold.
(End of this chapter)
