Chapter 13 Your local gang doesn't follow the rules
Following the Auror leading the way, Sang Biao unscrupulously looked at the dementors around him.
Perhaps in the eyes of other prisoners, these dementors are extremely terrifying existences.
But in the eyes of Sangbiao, who is a top black wizard, these dementors are nothing more than rotten fish and shrimp.
If he hadn't devoted all his attention to black magic, I am afraid that with his fighting power, he would be more than enough to be a headmaster at Hogwarts!
With disdain on his face, he followed the Auror towards Azkaban, and before he entered, he heard the sound of reading books coming from inside.
"Parents are here, if you don't travel far, you must travel well"
"Your parents are in my hands, you can't run away, even if you run away, I have a way to catch you back!"
Hearing this, the Aurors who were just about to escort these prisoners into Azkaban froze for a moment.
It's only been a week, so why are these scumbags still obsessed with studying?
And what books are they reading? Why is the explanation so cruel?
The leading Auror shook his head, forgetting all the wild thoughts in his mind.
He doesn't care what kind of nerves these Azkaban prisoners have, as long as they don't want to riot and escape.
Soon, the leading Auror managed to assign these new prisoners to their own cells.
And Sang Biao also sneaked into the cell of Azkaban smoothly, waiting for the time to come.
As soon as he entered Azkaban, Sangbiao began to act.
First, he carefully looked at the prisoners in the cell a few times, and Sangbiao smiled dismissively when he saw them.
"Who is the head of your cell?"
Sang Biao, who had just entered the door, waited for the Auror to walk away, and he couldn't wait to shout.
As the saying goes, a strong dragon cannot suppress a local snake.
But he, Sangbiao, just doesn't believe in this evil!
He is a well-known wizard killer in the entire wizarding world, since he graduated from Hogwarts at the age of 18.
Because of his status as a Muggle wizard, it was difficult for him to find a decent job.
So he resolutely joined the ranks of dark wizards, and soon became popular in the circle of dark wizards.
He firmly believed that he was the strongest existence, at least in this small cell.
After all, all the prisoners here are petty criminals, and they all come in with petty crimes.
Facing the big black wizard Sangbiao, this group of petty criminals are all insignificant little buddies!
"I am!"
As soon as Sangbiao finished speaking, a man with a scar stood up from among the prisoners.
A face full of vicissitudes was covered with scars, and at the same time, a bloody knife was still clutched in his hand.
That's right, this person is the leader of the Qinglong study group appointed by Leicester a few days ago!
Scar!
Scar was playing with the blood-stained knife in his hand, and looked at Sangbiao impatiently, his eyes full of disdain.
Scar was with Leicester, how dare the new prisoner in front of him make trouble with him?
"What? New here, you want to find something?"
Scar brandished the knife while staring at Sangbiao's waist. He kept making gestures in his hands.
"Che" looked at the scar who kept gesticulating in front of him, and Sang Biao really looked down on him from the bottom of his heart.
Put a small broken knife here in the cell to scare who?
When he was sacked, it was a big scare?
Would a big black wizard like Sangbiao be afraid of his small broken knife?
Suddenly, Sangbiao's face was full of jokes, and he said, "Yes so what? No again."
Before he finished speaking, Sangbiao's face suddenly froze, and he felt a sudden pain in his waist.
Looking down, he saw that the small knife that was still in Dao Scar's hand was sticking brightly in his waist.
A chill rushed to Sangbiao's heart instantly from the soles of his feet.
Is this scar a bit too unconventional?
According to common sense, they should not pay homage to the mountain gate first and ask what the other party does.
Then he took advantage of the opportunity to report his identity, won the admiration of this group of prisoners who had never seen the world, and became the leader of the cell logically?
Why did this kid stab himself with a knife when he came up!
"Aren't you a bit unruly?"
Sang Biao, whose waist was severely injured, still has no intention of giving up reasoning.
Hardly enduring the pain, he gritted his teeth and spit out a few words from the tip of his teeth.
"Can we gangsters talk about some rules?"
Before he finished speaking, the knife scar slashed Sangbiao's waist again.
Puff!
The sound of a knife piercing flesh sounded very abruptly in the cell, interrupting what Sang Biao hadn't finished speaking.
"I'm the fuck" Seeing himself being stabbed again, Sang Biao finally couldn't take it anymore.
He is a dark wizard, not a gangster!
His strength is very strong, but it is mainly in the use of black magic, not in the use of knives!
I wanted to talk to him about the rules, but I didn't expect the other party to be so ignorant of flattery.
Suddenly, Sangbiao's eyes were full of killing intent, and he slowly raised his finger.
"Avada"
That's right, he was so angry that he no longer planned to hold back!
Anyway, Lester can't run away in Azkaban right now, and killing this nasty Scarface first won't affect the mission!
As Sangbiao chanted the mantra, an imperceptible green light appeared on his fingertips.
When it was about to be shot out.
Dao Scar held the knife, and slashed Sangbiao's waist again.
"Wori!" Sangbiao, who was still concentrating on chanting the mantra, never expected that Scar would stab himself again in the middle of chanting the mantra.
The Killing Curse, which was about to be successfully cast, was directly interrupted.
The strong backlash caused by the failure to cast the spell immediately flooded Sangbiao's heart.
"Puff!"
Sangbiao, who was severely injured both inside and outside, spit out a mouthful of old blood.
Not surprisingly, the bright red blood sprayed all over Scar's face!
Scar: "."
"Prepare your last words." Scar wiped off the blood on his face expressionlessly, and said coldly to Sangbiao.
He is no longer the scar of the past, he is now the scar who has learned the language!
He murmured in a low voice: "Everything will be established if you hesitate, and you will fail if you don't hesitate."
Scar raised the knife high and slashed at Sangbiao's neck.
Looking at the scar that would kill him if he didn't agree with each other.
Sang Biao was so frightened that his face turned green. Has he been out of the era for too long?
Why are the petty criminals in Azkaban so vicious now?
He thought about it and didn't say anything!
Are the local gangs a little too unruly?
Seeing that the sharp point of the knife was about to stab her in the neck.
Sangbiao made a decisive decision, all the strength of his body was concentrated on his legs, and then exploded instantly.
"Plop!"
With a thud, Sangbiao knelt down fiercely.
"Brother, I was wrong!"
That's right, facing the threat of death, he finally chose to give up.
After all, he was a powerful dark wizard, if he just died in the hands of an unknown person like Scar.
Isn't that too bad?
