Chapter 268 268. Yaxley minus two

On the night of June 22, Rimbaud carried Scott across the dark ocean and stopped on a towering cliff facing the sea on the Isle of Man.

This is an island in the sea between England and Ireland.

"I didn't expect that there were wizards hiding on this island." Scott sighed after landing, "I remember that this island is a British crown territory."

He stood on the cliff, facing the sea breeze and looking at the dark sea surface in the night below.

A few crows cried.

Scott turned and looked back, "Are the crows coming?"

As he spoke, he activated the [broken arm bone] in his pocket and waved his wand to restore Rimbaud to his normal size.

A few crows flew through the night and flew in front of him, and cried a few more times at Rimbaud.

"Let's go, Scott." Rimbaud said to Scott, "They said the castle of the Alex family is over there."

It flew slowly to the other side of the cliff with a few crows.

Scott pointed his wand at himself and cast an illusion spell for himself.

A somewhat cold breath enveloped his whole body, and his body slowly blended into the surrounding environment.

"I'll catch up."

He responded and followed them.

The moonlight was dim, and it was inconvenient for Scott to light up, so he could only walk slowly. After a long time, he arrived at the destination under the guidance of the crows.

"Is it there?"

He stood on the top of a cliff that was tilted over the sea, looking at the small castle that seemed to be embedded in the rugged cliff in the bay in front of him.

At this time, the castle was brightly lit and crowded. Although he couldn't hear any sound here, it was obviously very lively over there.

Scott took out his pocket watch and looked at it, and whispered: "The banquet is about to end."

When the crows found the Yaxley family castle using the method he said, the banquet was about to begin, and he and Rimbaud came after getting the news, so of course the banquet was about to end.

"Closer."

Scott narrowed his eyes, fully activated his magic perception, and slowly walked towards the cliff above the castle.

However, he stopped when he was about a kilometer away from the top of the castle.

He sensed the fluctuation of magic power ahead.

It was obvious that as the foundation of a pure-blood family, there must be strong protective magic protection on the periphery.

He decided to go down first.

Taking out the flying broom from the deformed lizard skin bag, Scott rode the broom and flew directly down the cliff.

He decided to come here in person on the spur of the moment.

Of course, he was not taking the risk of sneaking into the castle to do something, but thought it would be better to observe it up close in person.

Riding the flying broom, Scott came to a pier hidden among the reefs below the cliff.

At this time, there was a rather old and gorgeous wooden sailboat parked on the pier.

Scott looked up at the castle above. There was indeed an extremely steep path here that led directly to the castle gate.

He did not walk over rashly, but left a monitoring bat on the reef next to the pier, and flew up again on the broom.

He circled along the cliff for a while, and finally hid in the shadow of a huge rock crevice above the pier.

Rambo followed him in.

Not long after, he saw several flying carriages flying out of the castle, cutting through the night sky and heading into the distance.

It seemed that the banquet was over.

Scott and Rumple did not say anything and continued to wait quietly.

About 20 minutes later, a group of people followed the steep path to the dock.

Their voices soon reached Scott's ears.

Scott listened for a while and immediately relaxed his eyebrows.

There were two members of the Yaxley family in the crowd, one was Liam Yaxley, the heir of the Yaxley family, and the other was Jack Yaxley, the new duel champion. They were obviously seeing off their guests.

This was a rare opportunity.

Scott made a decisive decision to take action.

He could tell that the guests were not British wizards, and their accents seemed to be from France.

Scott did not care about these French guys.

He just watched the French guys board the ship and leave, and watched the two Yaxleys wave goodbye to the starting ship.

The sailboat instantly accelerated away after starting.

This surprised Scott a little, and he was a little curious about the actual power of the sailboat.

But he didn't have time to think about it, but paid close attention to the conversation between the two Yaxleys.

"Thank you for your hard work, Brother Liam." Jacques Yaxley said to Liam Yaxley in a respectful tone.

Liam Yaxley just said lightly: "It's nothing, I just hope you can smoothly inherit everything of the Travers family, and then we brothers will work together to make Yaxley and Travers strong together."

His voice was hoarse, and his tone of speech was deliberately emphasized, which was very annoying.

But Jacques Yaxley was obviously used to it, and he answered excitedly, "I will try my best, Brother Liam."

As they spoke, the two began to walk back.

And the monitoring bat followed the two of them not far away.

Scott waited quietly until they walked to the bottom of the rock crevice where he was.

The monitoring bat flew up silently and got into Scott's robe.

At this time, Scott could directly hear the voices of the two Yaxleys.

He heard Liam Yaxley say in an unhappy tone: "The competitors selected by the two families also appeared at the dinner. What do you think of them, Jak?"

"Don't worry, brother Liam, I am the most suitable for Travers." Jak Yaxley said confidently.

"Humph, of course those portraits of the Travers family will choose you!"

Liam Yaxley sneered with some complacency.

"Like my father said, Travers needs a wizard who can directly take on the family, not a seedling that needs to be cultivated and grown."

Jack quickly agreed and praised their father from a distance.

In the crack of the rock above, Scott smiled in the dark.

He opened a matchbox that looked ordinary in his hand.

The flying midge that melted in his mouth had already flown silently downwards under his personal control.

After Bock's death, this useful little flying insect had become his "standing weapon".

At this moment, in Scott's perception, the little bugs that were almost invisible to the naked eye had taken the initiative to fly into the mouths of the two Mr. Yaxleys while they were talking.

Their epidermis is essentially glutinous rice paper, which will melt when it encounters saliva.

This is equivalent to the destruction of the Transfiguration, and it will return to its original state in an instant.

The two Yaxleys came to their senses but it was too late, and the deadly poison had already dissolved in their mouths.

"What is this!" Liam Yaxley roared angrily.

"Brother!" Jak exclaimed, and then his voice faded, "I... I also... this..."

Then, Scott watched the two men fall to the ground.

With a "pop" sound, a house elf suddenly appeared, screaming shrilly and pulling the two brothers away from the spot.

Then, with another "pop" sound, a white-haired old man appeared.

The old-looking wizard immediately turned his head to look in the direction of Scott and waved his wand decisively.

"Avada Kedavra!"

A jumping green light flew towards the crack in the rock.

At the critical moment, Scott, who was hugging Rimbaud, activated the silver snake necklace on his wrist and disappeared in an instant.