Hogwarts Begins in 1938

Chapter 276 Really Discovered
Because of Lao Ge's assignment, Haiwen's leisurely life was reversed. This time he went on the road alone, without Elena, because Elena was busier than him at this time.

Although Lao Ge has a lot of talents, it is not that there are no one who can make potions, but this kind of consumables are always not enough, and he can be called a potion master. There are really few people who brew high-level potions, Elena Among them, Haiwen is already one of the best existences, so this time Haiwen will let himself go alone.

After being informed, Hai Wen directly shifted away. Anyway, his belongings were all in the ring, so he didn't have to pack his luggage, he just left as soon as he said it.

When I came to the previous battlefield, I found Jin who was waiting for me. The two of them knew each other well, and there was no fuss. They directly divided the 2000-member team and went to their own actions.

Haiwen looked at the ten centurion captains standing in front of him. They were very good, most of them knew each other, and he didn't bother. He directly divided the area he was in charge of into ten pieces and asked them to lead their own people to search.

A week passed in a flash, and on this day he was wandering around a Muggle battlefield with Diss' team.

"When will this day be the end!" Diss couldn't help complaining as he looked at the Muggle battlefield in the distance.

In the first few days, they could rely on the information from the Ministry of Intelligence to find the hiding places of some Soviet wizards, but then they didn't know whether the news spread or what, those Soviet wizards disappeared one by one, I don't know where I hid it.

They have not harvested for three days in a row.

"Do you disagree with my decision?" Haiwen put his hands behind his back, blessed his eyes with the Eagle Eye Curse, stared at the distant battlefield, and snorted softly.

"No, no, absolutely not, how can I have any objection to your decision." Diess waved his hands hastily, and then said hesitantly: "It's just that I don't think those Soviet wizards will come to help those Muggles , we probably won’t find anything if we keep guarding like this.”

"Oh? Tell me!" Haiwen's voice didn't fluctuate, as if he was just asking casually.

Diss looked at Haven's mask, and complained silently, wearing this thing every day, he couldn't even look at his face.Considering the words, he analyzed: "Although Soviet wizards were divided into Glory and Conservative before, the conservative Gulivi was defeated by us before, and his prestige was greatly damaged. The strength of the Glory may have increased, but..."

After a pause, he continued.

"But no matter which side is dominant, it will be difficult for Soviet wizards to protect themselves at this time, and they probably won't participate in the Muggle War again."

Hearing his analysis, Haven was noncommittal. Conservatives firmly supported the secrecy law before, but now and then, maybe Gulivi figured it out and made peace with the Soviet Muggle government. The morals of a politician, ha, that's really a joke.

Of course, Hai Wen is not sure, but there is no more information now, those people are like gophers, they can't hide, and he has no other way, he can only use this stupid way of waiting for a rabbit. Here, there may be a greater chance of gaining something, which is better than other teams wandering around.

Well, he won't admit that he just stays here because he doesn't want to run around, and he won't kill him.

While they were watching the play, on the battlefield, the Soviets and Germans had seen red bayonets and red eyes, artillery kept bombarding the other side's positions, and the called fighter planes almost all died together.

At this time, there were almost hundreds of thousands of soldiers from both sides, already holding guns and facing the artillery fire, rushing towards the opponent's position screaming.

At this moment, the harvesting speed of the machine gun is the fastest, and the sound of gunfire is continuous. At this moment, human life is the most worthless. One fell down and the next went up. People pushed up, and a frenzied mood permeated the crowd.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, Haiwen turned his head in surprise and looked at a dirt slope not far from the battlefield.

Diss noticed his movement, and also looked at Tupo with his neck hooked: "Is it really expected? Is there an ambush?"

Although he was slapped in the face as soon as he finished speaking, Diss was not depressed, but rubbed his hands excitedly: "I'll take someone to touch it!"

"It doesn't feel like a war spell. The fluctuation of the magic power is too weak. Judging from the size, the power is probably not as good as a few shells. What are these guys trying to do? I don't think that a few magic spells with beautiful light and shadow effects Curse, you can fool the Muggles to retreat, this is not the Middle Ages."

Shaking his head, Haiwen couldn't figure out the situation now, but the fluctuation was real, not his illusion, because it was still going on.

"Take people around a little farther away, surround them slowly, and set up an enchantment first, so that no one will run away."

Haiwen, who couldn't figure it out, ordered directly. Anyway, no matter what these guys think, they will know when they are caught and asked.

"Yes!" Diss responded excitedly, beckoned, and walked towards the slope with more than a dozen people.

Haiwen took a step slower, followed behind with the rest of the people, and when he was close enough to the slope, he raised his hand and swiped across from top to bottom.

After receiving the signal, Diss and the others were already in place, and they chanted together, and a hemispherical barrier instantly enveloped the slope.

"Come out, hand over your wand, and spare your lives!"

Haiwen's cold voice echoed in this small space, but no one appeared, and no one responded.

"Heh~" He twitched the corners of his mouth and sneered, "I won't cry if I don't see the coffin! Blow it up for me!"

"Wait a minute! Wait a minute!"

Just as Hai Wen gave the order, a hurried voice came from the slope, and then the soft soil rolled, and a figure emerged from it.

While identifying the figure, Haiwen was on guard, who knows if there are still people hiding in the dark, maybe someone is planning to sneak attack.

However, after waiting for a while and seeing no one else, Haiwen felt relieved a little, and thought to himself, maybe it was because there was only this old guy that the previous fluctuations were so small?

Looking at the skinny old man, Haiwen felt a little speechless. He was half buried in the ground, and he came to the battlefield. Soviet wizards are so patriotic?Such an old guy is not at home...

Why?Haiwen, who was complaining silently in his heart, suddenly widened his eyes, looked at the old guy carefully, and at the same time searched for a book he had read before in his mind. After a while, he smiled unexpectedly.

"Nicole Flamel? It's you!"

"What? Nicole Flamel? The only master alchemist who can make the Philosopher's Stone? A living legend!"

"It's really him. I've seen his portraits. He has looked like this since hundreds of years ago! I heard that he lived to be five hundred years old!"

"I'm going, we caught a big fish! We didn't catch the guy from the Soviet Union, but we caught Nicole Flamel!"

"Yeah, yeah, I'm so lucky. I remember that when I attacked the French Ministry of Magic, I didn't catch this old guy. I didn't expect that he couldn't escape our palms in the end."

Haiwen listened to the discussions of the people around him. Although he was a little puzzled as to why this master alchemist would wander around the battlefield, he still had some joy and said jokingly, "How? Are you going to capture it yourself, or do you want me to do it?"

(End of this chapter)