The White Lord Professor at Hogwarts

Ricardo glanced behind him and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

it is good.

well.

The pursuit of so many people was almost just right, so the next step was to lure these people to a desolate place.He was not prepared to let the war start near Silent Alley.

not to mention……

Ricardo never thought of exposing his identity so early.

But... what's a bit embarrassing is that after sending all these people in, there will still be a long time to go.

How to solve it then? ——Oh, by the way, he can also make a soul contract, so that’ll be fine.

Give this group of people a magical restraint so that they won't dare to escape from this place again, and maybe... they can even replenish his supplies.

Ricardo moved his hand a little, and the light of the curse flew out from his fingertips - the light was dim to the point that those people could not see it - and then soon, the light split into two beams, hitting his legs respectively.

"Speed ​​up!"

In France, Ricardo actually spent a lot of time on sports. After all, before, he was still a simple "student" with about the same magic power as an ordinary Auror. He had to deal with the bad guys in time when he encountered them. Run away.

But it is obvious that the reason for "following" is to seek revenge on him, and "running away in time" is also to counter the group challenge according to local conditions.

The next second, Ricardo looked back at his pursuer and accelerated suddenly.

"Not right!"

"This guy is going to escape!"

"Hurry up and keep up!"

"It seems like he can't apparate, so this guy's level is no more than that!"

"Think of the Galleons that can fall out of the space bag... That's a space bag! Gold Galleons can fall out of it! If we can get a share of the pie... then we don't have to worry about our lives next year!"

The people following behind felt Ricardo's "thoughts" almost at the moment he accelerated, and then saw the "Lockhart" suddenly galloping into a corner at "full speed". .They hurriedly urged their partners, and then quickly chased them. Among them, there were many who took advantage of the chaos to commit evil acts.

After all, the cake is only so big. If there are too many people, wouldn’t the portion you can share be less?

There were also a few smart people who realized the problem - how did the other party perceive their existence? ——But amid the shouts of "teammates" and the overt and covert attacks of "competitors", he quickly dropped this issue and followed the collective pursuit.

They are all dark wizards, and their magic power is much stronger than that of ordinary wizards. However, correspondingly, evil thoughts are entrenched, and their minds are filled with violence and anger. It is very difficult to think about things.

What's more, they are among the crowd they are chasing. People in the group are accustomed to leaving their thinking to the collective. Therefore, one person's impulse can ignite a collective riot-this is also the origin of the name "rabble"-so they He simply lost his mind and quickly chased the young wizard in front of him.

after all……

When a group starts going crazy, they compete with each other to see who is crazier.

Why do you care so much?So many of them can't deal with a young man?Not all wizards are named Ricardo Silva!

With a "swish" sound, Ricardo passed through an alley as if he was leaping, speeding unabated, and then jumped onto a wall, as if he was running away.

The crowd behind him continued to pursue him, and they increasingly felt that the other party was starting to feel guilty.

Everyone's adrenal glands began to surge, and their sanity declined rapidly along with the erosion of black magic.During this period, many people came to join the chase.

“This must be a big customer!”

"We can't let this guy get away!"

"Use the magic spell, why are you running!"

"That's right, why not use a magic spell?"

I don't know who woke up the group of people. The next second, they quickly took out their wands.

"Avada Kedavra!"

"Drill the heart and gouge out the bone!"

"Passed out!"

"Bone extraction!"

Countless spells popped out of the wand and formed a dense net that headed directly towards the running young wizard, covering almost all the space for him to escape.

but……

After so many years of experience in Silent Lane, Ricardo has deep experience in this.

But here's the problem: He can indeed have countless ways to deal with such a simple move; and if the wizards following behind don't regain their senses, then...

"Just think of paying tuition!"

He gritted his teeth and quickly took out dozens of gold galleons and threw them quickly to block the attacks of countless spells. Then he turned right, accelerated, and made a few clever and "low-level" sideways to fend off the pursuer's attack with ease.

——Furthermore, this directly makes the pursuers even crazier:

"Flame's beard! What do I see?!"

"Golden Gallon!"

"Are these rich people so willful? Use something like this to block the spell!"

"Chase! Hurry up and catch up!"

"This guy must be very rich! We will be rich after doing this!"

In the face of such a huge temptation, the people present could hardly stay rational, and they rushed forward one after another, casting spells at the same time.

But the young man seemed to have understood it. Every time the spell was about to hit him, he would either turn a corner to avoid it, or grab something next to him to block it.

Several times, his hand reached into the space packet; several times, they saw golden coins on his fingertips.But in that embarrassing moment, they passed by the golden Gallon.

Don't worry, that thing will be theirs sooner or later!They will definitely capture this prey!

……

Behind the silent alley, in the wasteland.

Ricardo stopped and waited quietly for the arrival.

"I've caught up with you, kid."

"Can't you run away? Hand over the gold galleons. We are very willing to give you a good death!"

"Hey! Old guy, do you really want to compete with us for supply?"

"He who sees it has his share! If you dare to eat alone, then don't blame us for being rude!"

"You sound like you are very powerful! Come on! If you have the ability, you can defeat the curse!"

"Wait a minute, brothers," Ricardo clapped his hands and directed his eyes to focus on him, "Isn't my target your target?"

"You have no place to speak here, shut up!"

"Don't be ignorant, just hand over the money!"

"Could it be that you want to challenge a group of us? Stop joking!"

"Um...can't you?" Ricardo tilted his head, "It seems...none of you can fight."

This was like a thunder explosion, arousing everyone's anger:

"what?!"

"Good, good, you have aroused my wrath!"

"Okay, boy, I'm going to soak your bones in wine!"

"Oh, really?" He looked at the crowd gradually surrounding him and said with a wink, "Gilderoy Lockhart, third-class Order of Merlin, honorary member of the Anti-Dark Arts Alliance, five-time winner of Wizards Weekly "The Most Charming Smile Award - But I don't talk about that. I don't rely on my smile to drive away all the female ghosts!"