Hogwarts Ordnance Manual

"What do you want to drink?" The handsome bartender with a mustache asked in Romanian. Seeing that the three of them didn't understand, he changed to English and said it again.

"Thank you Butterbeer!" Harry said first. Influenced by the Weasley brothers, he loved to drink Butterbeer from the Pig's Head Bar in Hogsmeade. It was actually a sparkling drink and did not contain alcohol.

The handsome bartender looked confused, obviously he had never heard of this thing. Grandma Tina waved her hand, threw a few silver coins and said: "Pour them two glasses of soda water, and two light meals," he turned his head He said to Dudley: "I'm going to get some information, so don't run around."

Harry nodded like a fool, and when Grandma Tina turned into the inner compartment, Dudley said in an old-fashioned way: "Are there usually so many people here?"

The bartender poured them sodas and said, "A lot of bounty hunters come every summer. If you ask me, there are no use having too many people."

Dudley suddenly became interested, pushed a few Xi Ke over and said, "Let's talk about it."

The bartender lowered his voice and said: "As we all know, Romania is the hometown of vampires. Tomorrow is the night of the full moon, and Castlevania will appear in the Carpathian Mountains. Everyone is going to Castlevania to try their luck."

"Ah? Are there really vampires?" Harry asked solemnly.

"Of course it's true! I saw it with my own eyes when I was a kid!" The bartender's reaction seemed to be that Harry had questioned whether his father was a man. He lowered his voice and mysteriously described the vampire's appearance, how pale his skin was, and his fangs. How sharp it is, coming and going without a trace...

Dudley rolled his eyes. He didn't believe a word the bartender said. In his opinion, this was just a trick used by the Romanians to attract tourists. It was similar to Japan's monster culture. Vampires and fire dragons were local cash cows. If people Romania doesn’t know how many tourists and revenue it will lose if it no longer believes in vampires.

The kitchen brought them two simple meals. Although they were not very appetizing, they still tried their best to fill their stomachs while listening to the bartender bragging. It was actually quite interesting.

It's just that Grandma Tina didn't come out for a long time. She seemed to have an argument with someone inside. The quarrel soon became louder and louder. At this time, a figure rushed out of the compartment so fast that Dudley didn't even see the person's face clearly. , seeing only a dark green robe, he went straight to the bar door.

"Don't run!" Grandma Tina's voice came from behind. When Dali took a look, the old lady had an angry look on her face. She pointed the wand in her hand and actually cast a coma spell at the man.

Dudley tightened his right hand and almost shot the man due to stress reaction, but obviously in full view of the crowd, he could only continue to act like a "helpless child".

Tina's curse was quickly dodged by the man. She watched helplessly as the man opened the door and walked away. She could not help but gnashed her teeth with hatred. She turned back to the two brothers and said, "Wait for me here!" and then rushed away. go out.The guests in the bar seemed to be used to this kind of plot. They glanced at them sideways and then returned to their respective topics.

"Um..." Harry pointed at Grandma Tina's leaving back, feeling a little at a loss.

"We are open until midnight..." the bartender said thoughtfully.

Dudley really didn't expect that he would get separated from Grandma Tina on the first day of the summer vacation. They waited until the bar closed and all the guests had dispersed. Grandma Tina didn't come back, so the two were forced to walk on the road. on the streets of Bucharest at midnight.

"I think we shouldn't go far..." Harry looked at the deserted street. He was a little worried that Grandma Tina would not be able to find them when she came back.

But Ke Keli looked solemn and stared at the dark sky.

The clouds blocked most of the moon, but some starlight still shone through. Dudley just happened to see several large black shadows passing by from high in the sky, and the system's mission prompts were already ringing in his ears:

[Complete the trigger plot: Summer Night in Romania, automatically accept the hunting mission (lv8): vampires, zombies and dragons]

[Mission introduction: Dark creatures are rampant in Romania on summer nights. Hunt them and win special customized rewards. Open the arms manual to view the mission rules. ]

This introduction was unprecedentedly detailed. Perhaps the system felt that the previous tasks were too simple...

[Kill a vampire, reward 10 points, kill a zombie, reward 2 points, kill an infected fire dragon, reward 50 points]

[After the mission time is over, rewards or penalties will be given based on the accumulation of host points. ]

[1. If the score is lower than 60 points, one random attribute point of the host will be deducted for each lower point. ]

[2. If the points are higher than 60 points, you will get a D-level reward for every 10 points increased. 3 D-level rewards can be exchanged for a C-level reward, 3 C-level rewards can be exchanged for a B-level reward, and so on]

[Remaining time of mission: 71:59:40...]

Not to mention the complicated points mechanism in this mission, Dudley felt that the system must be targeting him based on the "special customized rewards" in the character introduction. Watching the seconds passing by, Dudley simply hated it. Teeth itchy.

60 points doesn't seem too much, but it also means that he must kill at least 3 vampires in 5 days, or one vampire plus an infected fire dragon. Just by looking at the names, he knows that these creatures are not easy to mess with. of.

"Harry, brother, I have something to discuss with you..." Dudley looked into Harry's eyes and said.

"As long as you don't want to leave me alone." Harry pursed his lips.

"Maybe this sounds a little crazy, but please believe me... Did you bring your broom? I'm afraid I'm destined to have no sleep tonight..." Dudley raised his wizard robe and pulled out his Nimbus 2001 from the magic package. come out.

Harry's eyes widened. Although the whole street was empty, he couldn't believe that Dudley was going to use a flying broomstick on a Muggle street.

As he pulled out his Nimbus 2000 and put on his goggles skillfully, he muttered: "I can't imagine how many school rules we will violate tonight..."

"Ha, the premise is that we are caught... follow me, little brother!" Dudley turned over and rode on the broom. He also put on the night vision glasses bought at a high price from Phoenix on his head, and his right hand had turned into a The silenced pistol rose into the sky like an eagle and shot towards the night sky.

Harry curled his lips. In terms of physical fitness and tactical arrangements, he did admit that Dudley was better than him. But when it came to flying on a broomstick, Harry would never be convinced. At this time, it was too late to violate school rules or anything like that. He was left behind, endless fighting spirit surged into his heart, he mounted his broom and soared into the sky like a rocket.

The summer night wind, like cold spring water, passed in front of Harry. Not only did it not extinguish the passion in his heart, it was more like the wind fanning the flames, allowing him to release his long-suppressed pride.

Dudley's speed was very fast, scraping against the tiles of the eaves and the top of the tower, passing over the tall cedars, and passing through the branches of the redwoods. By the time Harry came to his senses, they had already left Bucharest. Urban area, rushing towards forests and mountains.

Although it was not a flying competition, Harry was unwilling to admit defeat. He read a lot of information from Dudley's decisive actions. His cousin was definitely not here for sightseeing, or just to learn knowledge from Newt or Grandma Tina. , there was a faint murderous look on his body, he was going to fight something.

"Find one!" Dudley whispered, making a sharp turn in the redwood forest. Harry's reaction was not unpleasant, and he drew a beautiful arc around a tree trunk as thick as two people hugging each other, and once again He followed closely, and this time, he finally saw Dudley's target.

It was a huge flying creature that seemed to be holding something on its feet. It was flying through the forest. It looked like a person with huge bat wings growing on its back. From a distance, it had two sprouts on its head. Only long sharp horns, like the devil in myths and legends.

Dudley leaned his body completely onto the broom handle, positioned his body in a streamlined shape, tried to reduce wind resistance and flight noise as much as possible, and dived towards the monster.

200 meters...150 meters...120 meters...

Dudley was like a tropical fish in the coral, dazzlingly flexible in the forest, but the monster seemed to be unaware of it and flew towards the depths of the forest.