Fire Bearer at Hogwarts

Chapter 410 Rome and Rhodeland
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Ash shook his head lightly, and he said in a cold voice, "I'm going to ask her, if she wants to."

Anna immediately frowned when she heard that: "How much time will it take, you're not planning to go back to Beauxbatons now, are you?"

"Of course." Ash nodded: "I still have my own business." He made an appointment with people from the Wizarding Party to meet in the square of the Vatican, after all, the end of the election day is coming soon.

"Then we need to make an appointment at a meeting place." Anna shook her head and said, "Call me and take me to Beauxbatons as soon as you finish your work."

"Are you so eager?" Ash shook his head and then raised his wand: "Three days later, it's still here, this time."

After that, Ash waved his wand and disappeared. He didn't want to waste time talking nonsense with this lady...

With the disappearance of a little bit of blue light, Ash and Phil have already appeared under the monumental column in the Vatican Square. Ash nodded slightly and took out the mask belt from his arms.

The black raven logo is particularly eye-catching under the moonlight, but fortunately, there are not many Muggles here, so no one noticed it.

"Good evening, sir..." The first to appear were Chris and Roark. As Mr. Qiqiu's right-hand men, they first came here to find out the truth.

"Good evening! Cuckoo!" Ash hadn't spoken yet, but Phil was overjoyed. She flapped her wings and flew in front of the two of them: "Where is she? Hasn't she come yet? Cuckoo?"

"Mr. Qiqiu will be here soon." Chris smiled, causing Roark beside him to curl his lips.

"We have already done what you have entrusted to us." Chris said as he walked forward and bowed slightly to Ash.

What they were talking about was about Julian's father, Robert, who studied black magic. The two had been secretly monitoring him under Ash's entrustment, and kept bringing his information to Ash.

Roark nodded slightly, then stepped forward and bent over to hand Ash a small box.

"This is what we got from his experiment, please take a look."

Ash took it in his hand and looked it over, and found that it was something Robert sent before. This kind of subtle black crystal is said to be able to strengthen black magic... Ash has not tried it yet.

However, just holding it, the smell of the abyss oozes out.

It's disgusting... Ash shook his head and took it into his arms.

Just at this moment, more than a dozen people gradually came up, and the leader among them was the girl with the hood.

Mr. Qiqiu.

Seeing Ash's figure nodding slightly, she said, "Mr. Raven, the plan to infiltrate the Ministry of Magic has been won." She seemed to be a little girl showing off.

Listening to her silent show off, Ash nodded: "The Wizard Party has indeed achieved considerable success."

"And that Ash Embers has also left Milan..." Mr. Qiqiu said and caught Phil who flew into her hand. It seemed that during the few months when Ash was away, their good relationship.

"He went to deal with Hogwarts." Mr. Qiqiu continued, "It seems to be because of the resurrection of the mysterious man."

He destroyed Azkaban. "Ash said lightly: "And Dumbledore is not his opponent. "

"Tsk tsk..." Mr. Qiqiu looked a little surprised: "Then if you say that..."

"No one in the entire British wizarding world can stop him." Ash nodded to confirm her thoughts, and she may not be Voldemort's opponent now...Of course, this refers to normal circumstances.

After all, Ash wants to keep the income of the soul more than the output.

"Then we have to speed up our actions." Ludwig next to Mr. Qiqiu nodded. He looked at Ash with awe in his eyes, and the rescue from Azkaban still left a deep impression on him.

"That's right." Mr. Qiqiu also nodded: "The general election will end tomorrow. At that time, we will completely control him at the Ministry of Magic's celebration banquet at night."

"Have you made arrangements?" Ash asked casually.

"It's been arranged..." Roarke took over the words, and it was obvious that this was his planned action.

"Most of the people at the whole dinner party are going to be from the Wizarding Party... and there's no more than one hand loyal to that clown."

"And that Professor Embers is gone now." Roarke smiled: "Then with his strength, he can just be captured without a fight."

"Hmm..." Ash nodded lightly. He didn't care much about this plan, not even as much as he attached importance to Robert. This guy who studies black magic is Ash's most caring person.

After all, he seemed to be on the verge of discovering the essence of black magic.

After a few more conversations, Mr. Qiqiu took over the conversation: "Mr. Raven, do you want to go to the wizard party's manor to rest?"

Of course, she hoped that Ash would join the action tomorrow night, after all, no one could tell if that guy would have any backhands.

"Hmm..." Ash nodded lightly, which can be regarded as agreeing to this plan, after all, his purpose of coming here is only these two.

Helping the Wizarding Party control Italy, by the way, take a look at Robert's research. As the power of the abyss intensifies, Ash feels that he really needs more information.

And the current self still has a Hogwarts on his shoulders.

I hope Dumbledore can hold on for a while longer. In this case, I can have less work...

Ash shook his head and then slowly left the Vatican with the members of the Wizarding Party.

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"Lord Dark Lord..." Only candles were lit in the dark manor, and countless Death Eaters sat around in the hall, and then looked respectfully at the man sitting on the high platform.

"You have already defeated Dumbledore, why don't you take this opportunity to go directly to Hogwarts?" The suggestion was made by a wizard with a bit of vicissitudes, Antonin Dolokhov, a professional Death Eaters.

"Stupid." Voldemort tossed his robe and lowered his head and said, "Dumbledore is dead...wasting your energy to go to Hogwarts, why not wait for the most critical moment...to go."

"For example, when Dumbledore died." Voldemort smiled bitterly: "And, there was that nasty Ash Embers..."

"He will certainly protect the boy in Dumbledore's place."

"That boy?" Dolokhov was taken aback, and immediately understood who it was worth.

"That child... is still young." Voldemort said with his head down, "What we need is to wait..."

"You don't have to kill him with your own hands!" Bella immediately bowed her head and knelt at Voldemort's feet. She was Voldemort's most devout believer and follower. It could be said that this crazy woman was willing to do anything for Voldemort.

"I can do it for you..."

"Oh." Voldemort sneered: "It doesn't have to be that way, I will enjoy the process of killing him." Then, he turned to look at Dolohov: "Old Barty has become the Minister of Magic, right?"

"Then send someone... to contact his son. Wormtail has given me some clues." Speaking of this, Voldemort smiled: "Let us control the entire Ministry of Magic."

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The road to the Fire Passing Shrine is a bit of a struggle, especially for a demoralized squad.

Rhodean, Ashemir, and the girl from the White Cult leaned against the wall exhaustedly, panting heavily.

They had just escaped a round of patrolling abyss knights and killed several soldiers who found their way.

This is not a good thing for them, it marks that the soldiers have crossed the Fort Fran and are moving deeper and deeper.

"They are all for this talisman." Rhodean looked at the thing in Ashmir's hand and shook his head: "You might as well give it to me."

"It's safest for Ashes to hold it."

"No." Ashemir was tired of hearing these words, and Rhodean would ask him if he had any intentions when he had nothing to do.

"Hey..." Rhodean shook his head: "You really don't understand, if this talisman is handed over to him, at least these abysses won't keep chasing us."

"Also, this thing must be used to open a certain door."

"Hmph." Ashemir snorted coldly and then looked at Rodean: "Is this what you need to worry about?"

"Hey! It's rude to say that!" Rhodean looked at him dissatisfied: "At any rate, we have fought side by side for several months."

"Can't you have a little affection?"

"No."

"you!"

"Okay, stop arguing..." the girl interrupted the two of them muttering: "We still have to prepare to move on..."

"There is still a distance from the inner city of Losric."

The three of them plan to go to the inner city of Losric, and then go to the Fire Passing Sacrificial Site through the inner city's secret passage. This is the route Rhodean chooses every time. It is not only safe, but also very fast.

Of course... this is not necessarily the case now.

"Don't worry." Rhodean comforted the girl: "We are almost at the high wall area, maybe we can meet Lothric's soldiers."

"They can cover us temporarily."

"Are you familiar with them?" The girl looked at Rhodean curiously and asked.

"Of course." Rhodean patted his chest: "I am the former chief knight of Lothric!"

"Although there are not many knights in Losric now, as long as there are people with names, I know him."

Seeing Rhodean's confident appearance, the girl nodded with a chuckle, then took out a little food from the bag and shared it with the other two.

"Is your food almost finished?" She said casually, "I'm not hungry yet, you should eat mine first."

"This..." Ashmir shook his head and said, "I'm not hungry either."

"It's okay." The girl smiled, even in the darkest place, she seemed to be full of optimism: "I have a small appetite."

Seeing this, Rhodean nodded slightly: "Eat something, Ashmir, we really need to replenish our strength." "

"When we're full with something to eat, I'm going to contact a friend of mine."

"Friend?" The girl looked at Rhodean curiously: "Who is it?"

"A secret agent." Rhodean showed a smile: "If there are no accidents, he should still be here."

"Secret agent?" Ashmir shook his head with a slightly mocking tone: "It's just a gentleman on the beam."

"Oh." Rhodean waved his hand: "The gentleman on Liang can also provide us with information."

Soon, with the cool wind blowing, several people finished their rest and continued to walk in the outer city of Losric.

From a distance, they could see the tall city wall on the edge, and as long as they got there, they could get help from a small number of Lothric soldiers.

"Wait..." As she walked, Rhodean suddenly frowned. She lowered her body and stretched out her hand to touch the black substance on the side of the road.

"It's the abyss..." she said, and then drew out her long sword vigilantly.

"Hmm." The girl quickly untied the amulet around her waist and hid behind Ashemir.

Rhodean looked at the damaged buildings around vigilantly, and was surprised to see a broken flag next to a dilapidated house.

"This is..." Rhodean looked at the flying dragon logo on it and shook his head slightly: "This is the flag of the Lothric army... They may have..."

"Bang!" Before she could finish her sentence, a huge crossbow bolt hit her shoulder, sending her flying and falling into a pile of rubble.

"Rhodan!" The girl screamed and wanted to walk over, but Ashmir hurriedly held her back.

"Be careful..." He looked vigilantly at the location where the crossbow was shot, for fear that something would fly out from there.

However, the rustling sound from all around made him frown.

"Patta." He put on his mask and said, "Stand behind me..."

A large number of Lothric soldiers in broken armor walked out around them, but their eyes had a hollow light, and their gestures seemed like walking corpses.

"Living corpse..." Ashemir naturally knew what it was.

The guys who are crazy about dying... even attack their own people.

"Crack." With a flick of the great sword in Ashmir's hand, he smashed a living corpse that rushed forward, and then chopped down another living corpse with a horizontal slash.

It's just that in the face of the living corpses pouring in from all directions, his movements seemed a little powerless.

"May King Gwen and the sun descend with warmth..." The girl behind him spoke eloquently, and then a flashing light wheel gradually appeared on her hand.

With a flick of her right hand, the halo of Baijiao flew out of her hand, and then spun around the living corpses walking in all directions, cutting their heads and bodies in half, or letting their black blood spill on the ground.

As the light wheel rotated, the living corpses struggled and fell to the ground, and their weapons rolled against the wall.

These living corpses were not opponents worthy of caution. What really worried Ashemir were the knights who had heard the news...

Those lackeys of the abyss love the smell of blood more than any other animal.

What's more, is it a group of injured prey?
(End of this chapter)