Chapter 215 Aboriginal Commissioner

But after the Aurors entered the place, they only found corpses.

The one who was once called the bison, and the one who was called the zebra, they haven't had time to report back to Ilvermorny.

There are also some that were once called white rhinoceros and were later renamed cheetahs.

However, their corpses all had one thing in common, that is, all their scalps were missing and had been peeled off.

The captain of Team Oro, who was the first to arrive at the scene, couldn't help but take a breath.

"Now things are getting serious."

He was very clear about the source of the conflicts in their local magical community.

Originated from the genocide of North American indigenous people by colonists in the early years,

The natives of No-Maj have long been unable to resist,

However, the hatred of wizards has not disappeared over the past few hundred years. Instead, with the formation of aboriginal magic settlements, it has become increasingly aggravated.

Aboriginal magic forces occupy a high position in today's magic world, because most of the first students recruited by Ilvermorny were from Aboriginal tribes.

The reason is simple. The wizards among the colonists prefer to send their descendants to study in the "three major European schools".

This ratio resulted in a large number of Aboriginal people among the earliest founders and backbones of the Magical Congress.

Their hatred passed down from generation to generation drove them to exploit the descendants of the colonists, and the tribes behind them gave them support from the Magic Congress.

In Ilvermorny, it is perfectly normal for Aboriginal people to bully other races, including even young wizards of Far Eastern origin who share the same ancestry with them.

This shows that their bullying behavior has departed from the original logic of revenge.

Now the core logic is that they feel that the status of aboriginal wizards should be superior to other races.

This is the consensus formed by the tribe behind them,

However, not all aboriginal tribes are like this. Among them, the Flying Eagle tribe where Luo Yu lives is relatively mild.

Whether it is the Cheetah Tribe or the Flying Eagle Tribe, their attitudes toward the descendants of immigrant wizards are not unified. This is an internal matter within their [Aboriginal Tribal Federation].

But what happened to the cheetah tribe tonight was different.

The other party not only wiped out everyone in the Cheetah tribe, but also brutally scalped the indigenous people.

Even the relatively mild-mannered Flying Eagle Tribe cannot tolerate such provocation.

So soon a high commissioner from the Magic Congress took over the scene. This was no longer a conflict or a murder, but a terrorist attack on the indigenous forces.

Naturally, it should be handled by a more professional team. The Auror captain left here with his men as if he had been granted amnesty.

After a whole night of investigation and search, the commissioners responsible for the case also discovered additional deceased persons.

They all died in their own dwellings, in their dwellings elsewhere,

They were also former residents of the Cheetah Tribe. Due to various reasons, they did not stay in the tribe at this time. The scalps of these people were intact and not lost.

"Captain Greenheart, that's what it is."

An Aboriginal witch wearing a black high-collared double-breasted trench coat said to their captain,

The captain, the senior commissioner who took over the case, said "hmm" and still focused on his own affairs.

He was wearing the same black high-collar double-breasted windbreaker and a black wide-brimmed top hat. He hung the speculum on the right side of his waist. His left hand was his dominant hand, so the wand was also inserted on the right side of his waist.

He raised his left hand, held up a magnifying glass, and put it in front of his eyes, trying to find traces, but he could not find any information about the criminal. He could only see the life trajectory of the deceased.

"They were killed unprepared and there was no sign of struggle or fight before their death."

The High Commissioner raised his head and said,

An aboriginal face with the same black hair and black eyes was revealed.

On his right hand is a coral mouth pipe filled with pipe grass produced by his tribe. He brings the pipe to his mouth with his right hand.

The high commissioner took a deep breath, and white smoke spurted out from his nose.

By this time he had put down the magnifying glass,

He looked blankly at the second-hand smoke he had just exhaled with his black eyes.

After staring for about ten seconds, he said regretfully.

"The divination failed. The other party has strong anti-divination skills. Snake Sang, what do you think?"

Snake Sang and he were from the same tribe, the Mangrove Tribe. Their tribe was named after plants.

Shesang is his subordinate during working hours,

But in life, Shesang is his girl next door, so when there are only two of them, their conversations are more casual.

The witch named Snake Sang frowned.

"Your divination ability ranks among the best on this continent. There are not many wizards in this world who can use anti-divination skills to suppress your active divination.

If divination doesn't work...

How about I apply for a time converter? "

Snake Sang said,

High Commissioner Lu Xin was about to nod, but suddenly he caught a tree stump in the distance from the corner of his eye. He shouldn't have noticed this thing that can be seen everywhere.

Is this... a warning?

"Wait a minute! Snake Sang!"

Green Heart said in shock,

"Let me divine. Maybe you won't be able to use the time turner this time."

Snake Sang's face was full of doubts,

After all, their entire emergency investigation team relies most heavily on two crime-solving techniques, one is Green Heart's divination, and the other is borrowing a time turner to go back to the time of the incident.

Why did Brother Green Heart prevent her from going back to the past when the divination failed this time?

Then Lu Xin picked up the pipe again, took a puff, and slowly exhaled,

Snapped,

Pipe, disconnected.

Is divination still needed? Even divination is so dangerous, let alone using a time turner to go back in time?

With this obvious revelation, even She Sang, who was not good at divination, knew the danger behind this matter.

"What to do next? Brother Green Heart."

After all, Shesang had been practicing for a long time. Although it was the first time he encountered such a dangerous situation, he was still able to stay calm.

High Commissioner Green Heart thought for a moment and said.

"Since the magical method doesn't work, let's follow the Muggle method. Let's check the files first to see where similar things have happened."

All the valid information left at the scene has been collected, and there is no other use in staying here.

“Oh, by the way, Snake Sang, write to the High Priest of the Mangrove Tree and ask the High Priest to hold the funerals for the compatriots of the Cheetah Tribe.

Although I don't like to see them on weekdays, but...this time, the criminals may be coming for us. "