Hogwarts Dark Lord Reserve

Newt, who was eating, suddenly sneezed violently. The person sitting opposite him was miserable, and wiped his face with a tissue, his face was numb. Newt smiled embarrassedly and used a cleaning technique.

"These days are changing as they say, it's better to wear more clothes." Newt coughed a few times, and continued to read the information. The man couldn't say much, rolled his eyes, and continued to work.

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Two days later, Andrew Graves looked at the manpower sent by Alex and asked dissatisfiedly.

"Are these people enough? I donated all my bases and sent out news to those guys from the Ministry of Magic as bait."

Alex reassured. "Don't worry, another group of people has been sent over there. Your purpose is only to release the group of animals. Once your purpose is achieved, you will retreat, and Martin will meet you."

"These guys who were fished out of the prison are mentally unstable, how can you tell me to rest assured." Andrew looked at them in disgust.

The positions of the out-of-order stations were scattered, and their expressions were in a trance. They used the Imperius Curse several times. Now none of them have a normal head. There were originally more people than now. Some of them couldn't resist suicide and even killed the people around them , leading to a reduction in the number of people, and Vivian privately released a few to disgust Charlotte, and there were fewer people.

They have to fill in more of their own hands, and the risk of exposure will increase.

"They know what to do if they are caught." Alex's tone was harsh, and Andrew saw Alex's gloomy expression, so he didn't speak anymore.

"The news we released about trading magical animals will make them die like sharks that smell blood." Alex's eyes flickered.

The Aurors were ordered to die as soon as possible to deal with this poacher operation that has been going on for more than a month. The group of newspaper editors spread all kinds of panic news every day, and with the pens in their hands, they wrote down their daily grievances. A critical report on the daily maintenance of balance in the wizarding world.

The current speaker has talked to Newt many times. This man who can cause trouble has been blacklisted by him. Now he just wants to settle the matter as soon as possible and let the turmoil stop.

"And it also involves the poaching of magical animals. The group of Aurors will definitely invite Newt to go with him. Newt will bring his box to house those 'cute' magical animals." Andrew picked at the small box on the railing. Pimple, when he thought of the scene of those damned animals making a scene in New York, he couldn't help being excited, his eyes were full of malice.

"Don't forget about the next thing." Alex frowned and reminded that this matter was just a cover, a smoke bomb to attract the attention and manpower of the Ministry of Magic.

"Don't worry, I know the seriousness, tormenting Newt is just an appetizer for me..." Andrew said lightly.

Near the Adirondack Mountains, in the lush virgin forest, there are all towering ancient trees nearby.

The branches and tips of the trees are staggered, and the flourishing branches and leaves stretch out like green clouds, covering the blue sky tightly.A huge ancient tree protruded in front of my eyes, its thick and strangely shaped branches coiled around the tree like a snake, the breeze passed by, and the branches and leaves made rustling sounds.

Newt was lying on the exposed twirling tree roots, sniffing the roots with his nose. It was very unseemly. No one among the Aurors who were waiting in battle dared to despise Newt like this.

Relying on Newt's keenness, they avoided hunting brown bears and ambushing cheetahs.

They get word that there are people selling magical beasts in the Adirondacks, probably the same people who captured the Thunderbird cubs earlier.

But how to find a specific place in the huge Adirondack Mountains, with their limited time, is tantamount to fantasy.

In the absence of a guide, Newt, who has rich experience in wilderness survival, led them safely deep into the depths of the primeval forest.

Aurors are capable of catching dark wizards in any situation, but it doesn't mean they can handle all kinds of scenarios.

There are no roads in the primeval jungle, and the sun cannot shine through the tightly covered canopy, nor can they rest for a while. Their clothes are tightly packed without a trace of exposed skin, just to prevent all kinds of small insects in the jungle from crawling into their bodies. , Wanted their lives.

The insect repellent potion had to be sparingly used. Newt finally finished sniffing it. He stood up and looked at the Auror who was holding his box next to him. He was the manager of these Aurors, the captain.

In order to prevent accidents with the box, the box must be in their sight and under their protection all the way, and Newt can do nothing with them.

"Jim, keep going, we're very close." Newt called out to the captain, pointing to the tree root he just climbed.

"Those people stayed here before, and the magical animals they brought urinated on it. Although it was washed by the rain, the smell was very light. Fortunately, my nose is still as sensitive as ever, and I can tell which direction the smell is going to."

Jim didn't know how to pick up on this interesting topic. The others seemed to look at Newt as if they were looking at a god.

"Everyone has heard Mr. Newt's words, get ready and cheer up, the next step is to try a hard battle." Jim reminded everyone and took the lead to open the way.

Constantly using the magic spell of slipping and flattening to artificially create a way. This spell can turn the stairs into slippery. Newt demonstrated on the spot that the effect of the spell is far more than defined by the wizard, and it can also be used in the current situation. In this case, this greatly increased their forward speed.

Newt's prestige plus one.

After finally walking out of the primeval jungle, their vision became wider. They scattered behind obstacles and looked at the outside environment. They were surrounded by mountains, with undulating hills and ravines in the middle, forming a basin between mountains.

Catherine squinted her eyes slightly, lying on the stone, and there was an invisible barrier in front of them, faintly exuding magical fluctuations, she grabbed the small stone at her feet and threw it, and was bounced away by the invisible barrier in mid-air.

"What should I do?" Catherine asked Jim in a low voice, but looked at Newt. It seemed that they had indeed found the right place, but how to get in was still a big problem.

"Wait, see if anyone else goes in." Jim discussed with Newt for a while, and signaled to the others to be calm, hoping that Goddess of Luck would favor them and someone could lead them in.

Maybe God really heard Jim Austin's prayer, a team pushing a large wooden box came out from the other side, they circled around a dead tree a few times, the barrier seemed to be lifted and rolled up, Leaving a corner to let them pass.

"Let's go." After they entered, Jim led the Aurors and walked around like that group of people, but the barrier did not open to them.

"Did they do something else that we don't know about just now? Has anyone noticed what else they were doing?" Alexander, a young guy in the team, asked.

"It shouldn't be, so many of us are staring at each other, everyone knows what they did." Others replied.

Newt didn't say a word, squatting down under everyone's hopeful gaze, stroking the dead tree trunk with both hands, and soon touched a few raised buttons with runes written on them.

"Who can read these words?" Newt asked and just looked up, no one dared to make eye contact with him.

Alexander has a subtle feeling of being called by the professor at school. They don't use runes very much in the Auror profession. If someone has learned it, it's already over...

Newt, who knew that this group of guys were unreliable, sighed, and began to fiddle with himself. Everyone gathered around Newt, racking their brains to provide their own opinions. Everyone felt that what the other said was wrong. No one is convinced, and no one dares to press indiscriminately.

There was a stalemate for a while. In the end, Newt got Jim's consent and invited foreign aid. He used the double-sided mirror Charlotte gave him to contact Charlotte, who was still living leisurely, and an immature face appeared. in the mirror.

After hearing Newt's reason for coming, Charlotte glanced at the runes delicately, gave the answer, explained a few words, and then went offline, completely ignoring Jim who wanted to keep asking questions. and others.