Hogwarts' new house

"It seems like you haven't mastered prophecy. Karkaroff can't kill me." Gu Zhen emerged from the ground again, sitting behind West Smith, with his right hand on his head.

West Smith's face changed instantly: "What are you going to do? I am one of the founders of the Black Witch Association. If you dare to hurt me, will the Black Witch Association?"

Pa Guzhen slapped him back the second half of his sentence, and wiped his greasy hands on the witch next to him with a look of disgust on his face.

"Hey, people who faint don't tremble with fear. You exposed your secret."

The witch's eyelids trembled and she opened her eyes. In front of her was a childish smiling face.

"Have you heard of Rachel?" Guzhen asked the witch, who shuddered for no reason.

With a bad premonition, West Smith's eyes became more sinister. He gritted his teeth and quietly twisted his fingers into a weird posture, staring at Guzhen fiercely: "Srilan~"

"Bang!" The parchment suddenly burst out and hit him on the head with a stick, knocking back the second half of his spell.

"Hey!" The parchment had a ferocious expression, and the feet formed by the corners of the paper stomped on his face one by one. With an insulted expression on your face, you still want to attack my master in front of me. Do you look down on the stick in my parchment hand?

Looking at West Smith's twisted fingers, Gu Zhen's face darkened, African wandless magic. You're already such a coward, you don't want to beg for mercy, you want to sneak attack on me.

Gu Zhen grabbed his hair and pushed down, half of West Smith's body was pressed into the earth.

Earth Escape, like Apparition, can be used by grabbing other people and taking them with him.

Guzhen gritted his teeth and retracted his arm. Westsmith's head and chest were stuck in the floor, and his lower body stood on the ground and struggled violently, like a raped tree branch.

As expected, there is no need to talk too much nonsense with the dark wizard. We almost sailed in the gutter.

Guzhen glanced at the witch: "Have you heard of Rachel?"

The witch subconsciously shrank back and saw Gu Zhen pressing one hand on the ground.

"Pah~pah~pah~" There was a burst of electric current, and the struggling Westsmith instantly stopped, and his lower body collapsed.

Gu Zhen exhaled and panted slightly. It was the first time to control thunder and lightning in such a precise way, which was quite difficult. Throw the lightning through the earth into West Smith's brain, compress it into a ball, and then detonate it in a small area.

Originally the ancient town was conceived of Lei Qie. His thunder and lightning are different from nature's thunder and lightning. Guzhen can control their shape and propagation route, so there is no reason why he can't imitate Lei Qie.

But once it was used, it inexplicably turned into a small bomb.

Still need more practice, Guzhen looked at the witch with a smile, his face was as innocent as a devil.

"My name is Mandy. Mandy Roy is a Hogwarts dropout. I have just joined the Black Witch Coven for seven days. You are my first kidnapping target." The witch breathed heavily and poured out all her information at once.

I don't know Rachel and I don't want to know

"What about you?" Gu Zhen looked at the other wizard.

"My name is Calvin"

"Forget it, needless to say, I'm not interested anymore." As soon as the wizard started to speak, Gu Zhen interrupted him and grabbed his chest and clothes.

The wizard's expression suddenly changed: "No, I beg you, I still have children at home."

Gu Zhen's face darkened: "You still have children at home and I'm still a child. Why didn't you show mercy when you killed me?"

"I didn't," the wizard argued: "When he joined the Black Witch, he said he would only rob and not kill. I didn't know he would really kill."

The wizard gasped: "It's just robbery. Even if he is caught by the Ministry of Magic, he will only stay in Azkaban for a while at most. I still have a son and I can't kill anyone."

Guzhen was very happy: "You intercepted me in the wilderness just for three thousand gold galleons. Do you believe this?"

"If you don't believe it," the wizard shook his head: "Three thousand won't let you go. It's three thousand to get out of this house. If you want to get to the valley entrance, no matter which way you take, there are at least a dozen checkpoints, and the money to buy each checkpoint is ." It's . If you want to leave the valley, there will be people at the entrance of the valley who will charge you at a time. They won't let you go if it's less than .

Moreover, you were booked by Karkaroff. Even if you pay gold galleons, we will just let you leave Crow Valley and hand you over to Karkaroff when you get out. But Karkaroff is Demus. According to our estimates, Trang's principal is unlikely to kill anyone. The most he can do is force you to sign a contract."

The wizard spoke, staring at the dead West Smith with some confusion and resentment.

It was just a kidnapping, but you want to kill someone. damn it

Guzhen suddenly realized that this was the case, and the little routine was very smooth.

"So, there are at least a dozen of your accomplices outside." This organization is really awesome. There are more than people in the British wizarding society, and so many kidnappers suddenly appeared.

The wizard shook his head: "There is no one guarding the middle level. There are only four people at the entrance of the valley and one person at the Burrow."

A dark wizard organization of one, two, three, or four people is also very powerful, especially this group of guys, directly named the Dark Wizards, and they dare to interfere with the Weasley family, not knowing that Weasley is Dumbledore None of Lido's loyal followers have been beaten to death so far. This is embarrassing for you.

"How long has the Black Witch Guild been established? How many times has it been kidnapped? Where is the treasure?"

The wizard's eyes evaded: "Eight days after we were established, you were the first kidnapped. There was no treasure yet. For the trap in the valley, the eight of us sold iron and steel to get together one hundred and twenty gold galleons to buy the materials. Because of West Smith Only if we can drag people out of the Floo Network can we dare to invest."

Before he could finish his words, Gu Zhen kicked him into the floor. The old-fashioned marble floor was completely submerged from the chest down, and the two arms were also sunk into the stone.

The wizard was shocked and horrified. He looked up and saw the ancient town kicking Mandy and Karkaroff into the earth one by one, as if they were planting potatoes. He also took off the delicate leather bag on Karkaroff's waist.

"I don't have enough money to rob a wizard. I can't even afford polyjuice potion. How can I rob him?" Gu Zhen muttered as he walked out of the shabby house and ran away in a flash.

Calvin was dumbfounded. If you don’t have money, you can’t learn how to rob. In this damn era, do even kidnappers have a threshold?

After going out to escape, Gu Zhen walked all the way out of the valley. At the entrance of the valley, he dragged four wizards in shabby clothes into the ground, leaving only the upper part of their chests on the ground.

The four of them struggled and screamed as if they had seen a ghost, their eyes full of terror. The parchment came from behind, and a wooden stopper was stuffed into each person's mouth, sealing the mouth tightly.

After leaving the valley, the ancient town went to the Muggle town to ask for directions, then escaped to London.

The escape speed was not slow, about the normal flight speed of an owl. After more than an hour, the ancient town found the Broken Ax Bar with a confused look on its face.

He went in with other wizards. He walked around seven or eight times outside the Broken Ax Bar, but he couldn't find where the bar was.

Miraculously, the bar's Muggle-proof spell actually worked on him.

That spell is so stupid, you can't tell the difference between friend and foe.

If it weren't for the ability to escape from Earth and lightning, Guzhen would have doubted whether he was still a Muggle.

As soon as you enter the Broken Ax Bar, you feel like you have stepped back two centuries and returned to the time of the British Empire, which was old and decadent.

A soft voice came: "Are you the owner of Winter Valley, Mr. Guzhen?"

A middle-aged witch stared at the ancient town with shining eyes.

The ancient town smiled back.

"It's really you," the witch said in surprise, "Everyone is discussing your generosity. I didn't expect you to come here."

The latest Daily Prophet was scattered randomly on the bar table. The front page headline was the news that the hero Peter Pettigrew had reappeared but was caught. The second page was the news that Winter Valley would conduct a "professor qualification assessment."

The sensational effect formed by the two messages was almost the same, causing heated discussions in the bar.

Hearing the witch's voice, the wizard in the bar looked over instantly, and even more people gathered around him: "Mr. Guzhen, is the professor qualification assessment mentioned in the newspaper true?"

"Passed, I really get twenty gold galleons per month"

"Why do you want to issue this qualification certificate?"

"The newspaper said that you were a guest at the Weasley family and saw Peter Pettigrew's Animagus at a glance. Is that true? Do you know anything else?"

Everyone who asked about the qualification certificate had a glint in their eyes, looking eager to try. Those who ask Pettigrew are either self-aware and know that they are not good enough to be professors, or they simply don’t care about the extra twenty gold galleons in a month. Of course, they are really burning with gossip and want to know Pettigrew’s deeds.

Guzhen waved his hand and said with a smile: "As for Peter Pettigrew, you can wait for news from the Ministry of Magic. I believe the Ministry of Magic will come to a conclusion."

"As for the assessment of professor qualifications, it is true, but I have just found a few volunteers who are willing to dedicate themselves to education. I need to wait until the examination room is arranged and the volunteers return to their seats before the examination can begin."

Some wizards were a little impatient: "Will it take a long time?"

"Well" Guzhen thought for a while: "They are busy planting potatoes now, it probably will take some time."