curse the world at hogwarts

Rhine really doesn’t understand.

He flipped through the paperback novel in his hand that looked very streamlined at first glance, but he still didn't understand what the principle of this thing was.

Fortunately, Natgras was more or less a middle-aged man back then. She handled things without hesitation and gave out the information she had learned.

This thing is probably a carrier created urgently by the inner demon in order to repair his damaged soul.

After the Battle of Sandford, Rhine specifically handed over the matter of tracking the inner demon to Natgras, asking her to use her years of experience in struggling with the inner demon to find traces of the other party.

But that thing was an erratic half-entity, half-soul existence. Natgras searched for it for a long time, but couldn't find any obvious traces, so she decided to look for it from behind.

This idea is very simple, as simple as an old-school gangster.

You ran away. Maybe your driving skills are very good and your anti-reconnaissance capabilities are also strong. If I chase you, I won't be able to catch you for a while.

But if you were injured, I would directly check the medical services you had to seek, and I would more or less be able to find a place where your injuries were treated.

"So this book is used by inner demons to repair the damage?"

Rhine listened in a daze for a long time and finally grasped the key points.

In that battle, the two giants, Lao Ge and Lao Deng, hit their inner demons like a ball, and the damage they caused was definitely far greater than that of a big dick.

No matter where the opponent goes, they will inevitably need to repair their own damage.

This book is his Big Bundy.

"reason?"

Rhine didn't doubt that Nutglas would just use something to excuse herself, but he had to figure out how this book worked.

Nutglas kept pace with the times. She shook out a pile of newspapers with a "swipe" sound.

"According to the clues I collected, this book was just launched this year, but the so-called 'urban legend' quickly appeared. It is very efficient in terms of efficiency."

"Many readers reported strong discomfort with the content. After some investigation on my part, I found that there was indeed damage to the soul."

"...Lost san? Ke type?"

Rhine suddenly reacted and suddenly felt that this was another drama.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

Nutglas gave Rhine a strange look and continued.

"In principle, this should be a magic that absorbs soul power. There is no clear record, but it will be achieved through novels."

"It may also be divided into levels, or there may be certain selection criteria."

"Most Muggles will only suffer some effects, but those who are selected to meet the standards will become hunting targets."

"Especially recently, I found that in some obscure newspapers, there was news about several people who disappeared because of this book, but it seemed that the Muggles did not believe it..."

"It seems normal?"

The wizarding world is still not convinced by Muggles~

"There are definite missing persons and even a madman who reappeared after disappearing."

"I personally think that he should have entered the so-called 'world', but was not completely swallowed because of the chaos of his soul..."

"That's why we were left with such clues."

After hearing what she said, Rhine took the pile of newspapers, roughly looked through them one by one, and then nodded with satisfaction.

"Very good. Without the BBC, the credibility is higher."

Now that it was clear that there were indeed problems with this book, and that there was a certain temporal continuity with the Battle of Sandford, Rhine felt the need to investigate further.

"Where to start? Any ideas?"

he asked some of the big guys in the Shrieking Shack.

"Crazy people need to pay attention."

Lady Morticia offered her opinion.

"His mental problems are not a problem for us. Exploring his memory can clarify for us whether such an experience really existed."

"Can the whereabouts of the creator be determined?"

As a famous creator, Mr. Flamel is of course more concerned about the person who wrote a "world".

"Even if he has no problem himself and can come up with such a thing, he will more or less have some clues that can be used."

Once the goal is set, the route will be clear.

"Split into two routes, one to find the madman, and the other to explore the creator."

Rhine issued the order.

"I'll go to Mrs. Burns first to issue a power of attorney."

After all, they would most likely use some memory-reading or even more violent methods on Muggles.

In such a time of approaching storm, it would be better not to give some Minister of Magic any leverage.

Asking for leave is not a problem. Most of Rhine's recent meditation classes have been occupied by dance classes. The little wizards who are addicted to dancing cannot calm down to organize their thoughts.

It's just that Rhine thought about it. Such a good practice opportunity is not risky, but it is a good opportunity to teach disciples by the way.

Selection criteria...

"Hermione no problem!"

Alice patted her chest in assurance.

"The little guy has learned my unique skills and will never be embarrassed at the dance!"

"Draco is a good boy!"

Lucius, who is good at PUA, spoke highly of his son.

"Even if he doesn't participate in daily practice, he will definitely become the new generation of Slytherin Silver Snake!"

Don't mention your nickname!

Not many people get endorsement from teachers, at least Neville doesn't get it.

This kid can't even master the basic dance steps. He is addicted to stepping on his partner's feet every day. The average partner's life span is less than one hour.

So, he could only watch with tears in his eyes as Rhine led his friends away, and then Professor McGonagall slipped him back to continue preparing for the dance.

Soon, Rhine and his action team appeared in the hall of the Ministry of Magic, attracting many people's attention.

Hermione, Wednesday, Luna, Draco, Pansy...

It’s strange for a team of young wizards to appear during this time of semester, let alone one of the Four Wizards Warriors?

It must be noted that a certain Ravenclaw named Lou failed her dance lessons, but the teachers agreed that she was good to go.

Because the Lovegoods couldn't afford to teach them the traditional dance steps.

I hope that by then, this little girl’s dance partner can keep up with the weird and rhythmless dance steps!

Except for the four little wizards, Rhine did not bother anyone with work...such as the dancing dog dad, such as Lupine who was not good at dancing but wanted to start classes...the combat power guarantee that followed him, except Gomes who came from the Secret Service Academy. , is a certain deformed Grindelwald.

A medium-sized boss, a pure giant, is enough to handle this matter.

"Why did you come all the way here?"

Mrs. Burns, who greeted Rhine, complained softly.

"If you send someone to look for me privately, it won't be noticed by Fudge, right?"

"This matter cannot be kept private."

Rhine replied with a smile.

"The operation is likely to be carried out within the Greater London area. It is impossible to avoid the Ministry of Magic. We must have formal procedural guarantees."

Especially when the target is a pure Muggle, the slightest procedural flaw may cause endless trouble.

Rhine would rather be watched by the Ministry of Magic. Anyway, there is a huge information gap between the two sides, and Fudge would never even dream of finding the truth he holds.

"In addition to this, I also need someone to assist me to avoid trouble."

"Auror?"

Mrs. Burns was stunned.

"I'll call Scrimgeour for you..."

"Do not."

Rhine grabbed her who was about to call someone and named a name that had a question mark on Mrs. Burns' head.

"I want Mafalda Hopkirk."

Hermione, the guide who was wandering around London, waiting for someone to use magic for ten years, suddenly sneezed!

"Who's talking about me?"

Ms. Hopkirk rubbed her nose and asked meaninglessly into the void.