Chapter 671 The decisive battle at the end of the century--the invisible war 9
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Hen Kun De Guo San Sui
At the last corner, the middle-aged man gestured to the whole team to stop. He still used a small mirror to observe the situation around the corner as usual, but just by looking at it, the middle-aged man's face became extremely pale. Ugly.
After this corner is a straight corridor. There is not even a door in the corridor, and at the end of the corridor is a door that looks similar to the treasury door in the Muggle world.
However, these are not the things that make the middle-aged man look extremely ugly. What really makes the middle-aged man look ugly is the person sitting on the desk in front of the door, reading a novel with an irritable look on his face. Young guy.
The middle-aged man knew that person. When he was learning to be a dog from a pure-blood family, the middle-aged man had seen that person. He was a standard pure-blood family member who hated Muggle-born wizards extremely.
I haven't even seen these wizards as adults at all!Every time this person came to the middle-aged boss, they would hide away.
Because once this person is in a bad mood, his attitude towards these people will be very heartbreaking. Even middle-aged people have been tortured by this person several times.
But because the pure-blood family actually worked, these things were well concealed for the sake of survival. No, it should be said that the three unforgivable curses were a big deal outside of the pure-blood manor.
In this pure-blood manor, except for the death curse, there are basically some common things. They are living a relatively good life. The real misfortune is the group of house elves.
Not only will they face physical and spiritual torture, but if the nobles really get angry, the elf will only be greeted by a death curse with a green light.
Not only was it the same as before, the middle-aged team leader also knew one thing, which he overheard inadvertently. The man sitting at the gate was a fanatical follower of Voldemort!
It was also because of his young age that he was still in school when Voldemort was really wreaking havoc. By the time he graduated, Voldemort had been killed by Harry's mother's magic.
Although this guy has considerable strength, he still does not go out to work. Instead, relying on his status as a pure-blood family, he stays at home and continuously studies dark magic, waiting for Voldemort to return so that he can devote himself to Voldemort's great cause. .
This is a pure Death Eater no less than little Claude!
After taking back the small mirror, the middle-aged man leaned against the wall weakly and kept uttering a series of fxxk in a low voice. Then he briefly talked to the team members about the situation behind the corner, including the person guarding the door of the vault. information.
After the middle-aged man finished speaking, the faces of the entire team became extremely ugly. They could easily deal with some ordinary wizards with the help of Muggle weapons.
But this does not mean that they can also deal with elite wizards like Death Eaters. Putting aside the terrible black magic, as long as the elite wizard learned the transformation spell well when he was in school, he might be able to deal with them easily.
You must know that the Muggle gunsmith is a linear weapon. The prerequisite for it to work is that it can hit the wizard. The armor spell of ordinary wizards can still be broken by the powerful firepower of the firearm.
But once those guys with good transformation spells start to change the surrounding terrain, such as raising a stone wall or something like that, it will be difficult to hurt the opponent even if they set the guns in their hands on fire.
Even when the stone wall is raised, the opponent puts some interference magic such as flocks of birds behind the stone wall, and when they are distracted, weaving some ground thorns and the like next to them is enough to deal with them.
However, there is one person in the entire team whose face is uglier than the others, and that is the person codenamed b3 who has been following the team in group b.
The b3's don't look very big, at least they look much smaller than those with beards and middle-aged people.
He also had a task that was unique to him in this mission, which was to open the door of that damn vault, but after listening to the middle-aged man’s description of the door, the information he had received, and the door he had been practicing opening Nothing the same.
B3, whose face was getting darker and darker, couldn't hold it back. He quietly walked up to the middle-aged man and snatched the small mirror from the middle-aged man's hand. He leaned against the corner and slowly stretched out the mirror. He went to check the door in person. status.
With just one glance, b3's face was filled with anger. He immediately put away the small mirror and came to the end of the team and began to take out various information from his backpack.
"fxxk, fxxk, fxxk! The intelligence department is a bunch of shit! Damn it, such intelligence can be wrong? They should all be the shield to resist the death curse in the decisive battle!"
b3 kept rummaging through the information in his hands while cursing in a low voice, looking extremely anxious.
Everyone in the team quickly discovered something was wrong with b3. The middle-aged man's brows were furrowed as he watched b3 continue to search for information.
"b3, what happened?"
The middle-aged man asked with a dark complexion.
After hearing the middle-aged man's question, the anxious b3 no longer concealed anything, and answered the middle-aged man's words while sweating profusely while rummaging through the information in his hand.
"Damn it, those stupid pigs from the intelligence department got the information wrong. There is not a vault door made by goblins, but one made by Muggles! It is exactly the same as the door of a Muggle bank! I need time to make a new one. Tools to crack that door!"
Listening to b3's words, the middle-aged man frowned even more tightly, but the bearded man seemed to have taken a breath and said to himself.
"I was scared to death. I thought what had happened. I said, locksmith, when you were at Hogwarts, no door could stop you, and now you are frightened by a Muggle door? I remember that you were extremely skilled in using the unlocking spell!"
Listening to the bearded man's words, the man nicknamed Locksmith didn't even raise his head and began to take out some tools from his backpack and assemble them.
"Go away! Did you eat your head yourself? This is the magical world! Do you really think that the Muggle gates in the magical world are not protected by anti-lock picking spells? ?
Don't disturb me now!What you have to do now is to pray that I am still familiar with the skills that my thief father, who is currently in jail in the Muggle world, taught me! "
After listening to b3's words and watching him hurriedly creating something he couldn't understand, the bearded man did not refute b3's words.
The middle-aged man couldn't help but frown. After a long time, the middle-aged man seemed to have made up his mind before he spoke slowly.
"Listen, b3, I believe you! Don't put too much pressure on yourself!
Okay, everyone except b3 wants to get closer to me, we need to discuss a countermeasure to deal with that damn Death Eater! "
After this corner is a straight corridor. There is not even a door in the corridor, and at the end of the corridor is a door that looks similar to the treasury door in the Muggle world.
However, these are not the things that make the middle-aged man look extremely ugly. What really makes the middle-aged man look ugly is the person sitting on the desk in front of the door, reading a novel with an irritable look on his face. Young guy.
The middle-aged man knew that person. When he was learning to be a dog from a pure-blood family, the middle-aged man had seen that person. He was a standard pure-blood family member who hated Muggle-born wizards extremely.
I haven't even seen these wizards as adults at all!Every time this person came to the middle-aged boss, they would hide away.
Because once this person is in a bad mood, his attitude towards these people will be very heartbreaking. Even middle-aged people have been tortured by this person several times.
But because the pure-blood family actually worked, these things were well concealed for the sake of survival. No, it should be said that the three unforgivable curses were a big deal outside of the pure-blood manor.
In this pure-blood manor, except for the death curse, there are basically some common things. They are living a relatively good life. The real misfortune is the group of house elves.
Not only will they face physical and spiritual torture, but if the nobles really get angry, the elf will only be greeted by a death curse with a green light.
Not only was it the same as before, the middle-aged team leader also knew one thing, which he overheard inadvertently. The man sitting at the gate was a fanatical follower of Voldemort!
It was also because of his young age that he was still in school when Voldemort was really wreaking havoc. By the time he graduated, Voldemort had been killed by Harry's mother's magic.
Although this guy has considerable strength, he still does not go out to work. Instead, relying on his status as a pure-blood family, he stays at home and continuously studies dark magic, waiting for Voldemort to return so that he can devote himself to Voldemort's great cause. .
This is a pure Death Eater no less than little Claude!
After taking back the small mirror, the middle-aged man leaned against the wall weakly and kept uttering a series of fxxk in a low voice. Then he briefly talked to the team members about the situation behind the corner, including the person guarding the door of the vault. information.
After the middle-aged man finished speaking, the faces of the entire team became extremely ugly. They could easily deal with some ordinary wizards with the help of Muggle weapons.
But this does not mean that they can also deal with elite wizards like Death Eaters. Putting aside the terrible black magic, as long as the elite wizard learned the transformation spell well when he was in school, he might be able to deal with them easily.
You must know that the Muggle gunsmith is a linear weapon. The prerequisite for it to work is that it can hit the wizard. The armor spell of ordinary wizards can still be broken by the powerful firepower of the firearm.
But once those guys with good transformation spells start to change the surrounding terrain, such as raising a stone wall or something like that, it will be difficult to hurt the opponent even if they set the guns in their hands on fire.
Even when the stone wall is raised, the opponent puts some interference magic such as flocks of birds behind the stone wall, and when they are distracted, weaving some ground thorns and the like next to them is enough to deal with them.
However, there is one person in the entire team whose face is uglier than the others, and that is the person codenamed b3 who has been following the team in group b.
The b3's don't look very big, at least they look much smaller than those with beards and middle-aged people.
He also had a task that was unique to him in this mission, which was to open the door of that damn vault, but after listening to the middle-aged man’s description of the door, the information he had received, and the door he had been practicing opening Nothing the same.
B3, whose face was getting darker and darker, couldn't hold it back. He quietly walked up to the middle-aged man and snatched the small mirror from the middle-aged man's hand. He leaned against the corner and slowly stretched out the mirror. He went to check the door in person. status.
With just one glance, b3's face was filled with anger. He immediately put away the small mirror and came to the end of the team and began to take out various information from his backpack.
"fxxk, fxxk, fxxk! The intelligence department is a bunch of shit! Damn it, such intelligence can be wrong? They should all be the shield to resist the death curse in the decisive battle!"
b3 kept rummaging through the information in his hands while cursing in a low voice, looking extremely anxious.
Everyone in the team quickly discovered something was wrong with b3. The middle-aged man's brows were furrowed as he watched b3 continue to search for information.
"b3, what happened?"
The middle-aged man asked with a dark complexion.
After hearing the middle-aged man's question, the anxious b3 no longer concealed anything, and answered the middle-aged man's words while sweating profusely while rummaging through the information in his hand.
"Damn it, those stupid pigs from the intelligence department got the information wrong. There is not a vault door made by goblins, but one made by Muggles! It is exactly the same as the door of a Muggle bank! I need time to make a new one. Tools to crack that door!"
Listening to b3's words, the middle-aged man frowned even more tightly, but the bearded man seemed to have taken a breath and said to himself.
"I was scared to death. I thought what had happened. I said, locksmith, when you were at Hogwarts, no door could stop you, and now you are frightened by a Muggle door? I remember that you were extremely skilled in using the unlocking spell!"
Listening to the bearded man's words, the man nicknamed Locksmith didn't even raise his head and began to take out some tools from his backpack and assemble them.
"Go away! Did you eat your head yourself? This is the magical world! Do you really think that the Muggle gates in the magical world are not protected by anti-lock picking spells? ?
Don't disturb me now!What you have to do now is to pray that I am still familiar with the skills that my thief father, who is currently in jail in the Muggle world, taught me! "
After listening to b3's words and watching him hurriedly creating something he couldn't understand, the bearded man did not refute b3's words.
The middle-aged man couldn't help but frown. After a long time, the middle-aged man seemed to have made up his mind before he spoke slowly.
"Listen, b3, I believe you! Don't put too much pressure on yourself!
Okay, everyone except b3 wants to get closer to me, we need to discuss a countermeasure to deal with that damn Death Eater! "
