I abducted HP's friend on his wedding day

When Godric rushed back, he saw Rowena standing at the front of the crowd. She seemed to be just a curious spectator, but she and Godric looked at each other, and the two understood their respective roles in perfect harmony. arrange.

Godric put on his hood, hiding his dazzling blond hair, lowered his head slightly, and hid in the crowd, looking inconspicuous.

In fact, neither Rowena nor Godric knew whether the child in the pyre was a wizard, but as humans, they could not just watch a child being burned to death.

Still in the name of the wizard.

Even if it was a Muggle child, he was probably innocent.

Therefore, the two of them planned to save the person first.

When the middle-aged man wearing the uniform of the Holy See read out the boy's charges, he looked around as if he was looking for something, and Godric frowned secretly.

This is a trap. Those people probably caught the child in order to fish out other wizards. Maybe the child is really the child of the wizard, but I don't know who the target of these people is.

Godric first excluded himself and Rowena. Rowena moved here because of the incident at Hogwarts Castle. According to his memory, this area should be the address of Hogsmeade Village. , so, quite close to Hogwarts.

I don’t know how it will develop in the future, but Hogsmeade has become the only village full of wizards.

Godric shook his head and let his thoughts focus on the present.

He didn't believe that Rowena accidentally exposed her whereabouts and allowed people from the Holy See to discover her existence. After all, Rowena was always cautious and she would not make such a mistake.

As for himself, Godric would occasionally come over to meet old friends because Rowena was here. He always apparated directly to Rowena's hut and never interacted with nearby villages or other places. The local residents have no contact with Godric, and those people will not notice Godric.

So, this means that there are other wizards nearby...

I don’t know which unlucky guy, who exposed his whereabouts and had his child captured by the Holy See. Maybe... this is a trap deliberately set by the Holy See because they are not sure how many wizards are nearby. Maybe that one is... The unlucky guy finally ran away and missed the child.

Considering how much wizards protected young wizards, Godric was more biased. It was the Vatican who wanted to see if there were any other wizards nearby.

Therefore, when the crowd excitedly shouted to the people of the Vatican to take action quickly, the Vatican did not take action, as if they were waiting for something. They kept observing some unusual existences in the crowd, such as those who were particularly quiet, but According to their eyes, they were just looking at the people in the front row.

It was not easy for them to see Godric, the man who hid behind the crowd and looked through the cracks.

As for Rowena, she shouted louder than anyone around her, and because her voice was exceptionally loud, it attracted the attention of other women. These women were not to be outdone and shouted, and they were bound to let their own voices cover them. over Rowena's voice.

This has no regard for ladylike behavior at all.

Godric couldn't help but raise an arm and cover his eyes. He felt that Rowena was just pretending to be herself, and he couldn't stand it when she yelled like this.

It seemed that no one would come forward so easily to save the child. The people in the Holy See were a little impatient, and they withdrew a timid-looking man.

The man looked timid, and then took a torch from the hands of the Holy See.

Godric frowned secretly, what does this mean?

He saw the boy who was originally quiet and seemed to have no breath suddenly struggling violently. His eyes widened and he looked directly at the man.

Even though his mouth was blocked by a rag, the child still let out a scream.

This kid knows this man...

Godric looked at his eyes with tears streaming down his face, feeling desperate and powerless to struggle.

This made Godric feel a little uncomfortable.

Hope it's not what he thinks...

That would be too cruel...

The torch fell on the firewood that had been poured with some oil, and it bloomed almost instantly. The fierce flames engulfed the boy's figure in the blink of an eye.

Godric narrowed his eyes, looked at the figure struggling in the flames, and estimated something.

The boy in the flames was still whining loudly at first, but soon stopped, and only the sound of crackling wood could be heard from the fire.

This is very wrong.

Even if the fire burned quickly, it would not burn someone to death that quickly. Moreover, it was still a child. Even if it was burned, he should scream loudly and pitifully, unless he died all of a sudden.

People in the Holy See quickly realized something was wrong.

"There is a wizard!"

The experienced knight pulled out his spear and opened up the burning charcoal in the fire. Then the flames gradually became thinner, and a boy with a shocked face could be seen in it.

The huge flames only surrounded him, but were still a fist away from him. Apart from the fact that he felt very hot, he didn't feel any burning sensation.

The boy and the knight from the Holy See met their eyes. Seeing that the boy was not burned, the knight knew that there was a wizard nearby, and this wizard secretly took action. No matter who it was, what the wizard was going to do next was what he had to do first. The only thing is to kill this wizard's cub!

The knight waved the spear in his hand and stabbed directly at the boy.

He didn't care what wizards were secretly there. As for whether those rats in the gutter would pop up or not, it had nothing to do with him. The order he got was that no matter whether a wizard came to save the child today, he would be responsible for ensuring that this happened. The child dies.

The boy's fierce-looking knight was once again filled with fear.

He closed his eyes, feeling that he could not escape.

At this time, he heard the sonorous sound of metal colliding, which was sharp and harsh, almost like the sound of metal scratching. Sparks even burst out from the colliding metal and splashed onto the boy's cheek.

He opened his eyes and saw a blond man standing in front of him. He held a brilliant sword in both hands and opened the spear. The spear deflected and followed the man's hand. The long sword stabbed into the wood on his right shoulder.

The boy turned his head subconsciously and saw that the spear had pierced the wood. The wood fragments shattered, and some even scratched his cheek. The position where the spear penetrated was only about ten centimeters away from his shoulder. .

He almost died.

Just when the boy realized this, he couldn't help but look at the person in front of him.

The man brandished his sword and attacked the knights of the Holy See.

He was like a real knight. The boy thought this was strange. Only the Holy See and the nobility could support the existence of knights. Whether it was weapons or martial arts, they all needed money to cultivate.

The boy felt that no noble knight would come to save a child suspected of being a wizard.

This is not normal.

However, that man's martial arts seemed to be very powerful. When the others reacted and four or five knights gathered around him, the man could handle them with ease and effortlessly.

A knight as powerful as him must not be able to be supported by a small family.

So why save yourself?

Just when the boy was thinking wildly, he noticed that the sky suddenly darkened. Before the boy could raise his head to look, he felt large water droplets falling on the tip of his nose. Soon, the heavy rain came down mercilessly. , there were even strong winds blowing debris over, and along with the rain that obscured the view, the crowd was commotion and screaming.

Through the mist, the boy saw people in the distance fleeing in panic.

Between the lightning and thunder, the sky and the earth became extremely dark.

Only when the lightning flashed, the boy could see the figures nearby.

He felt a hand grab his shoulder.

The rope he picked up seemed to have been cut off, and a pair of warm hands held his. He didn't know who it was, but someone took advantage of the chaos to save him. He only felt that he could survive the disaster. It's great to be alive.

Just when the boy was thinking this, a bolt of lightning struck in front of him. It was those hands that pulled him away from the place in time, so that he was not struck to death by lightning.

But the firewood that had been extinguished suddenly started to burn strangely, and no matter how heavy the rain was, it could not be extinguished.

"Sure enough, there are remnants!"

The boy was trembling. He didn't know what was going on. He couldn't even tell his front and back, and which direction was the one that would allow him to survive.

"It's indeed a trap."

The boy heard a pleasant voice. It was a female voice. It sounded very sensible, calm and firm, as if there were many dangers ahead and she would not be afraid.

The boy tried to keep his eyes open, trying to see clearly the people around him.

He wants to know who the woman beside him is? Is it someone he knows? Probably not, because he has never heard this voice before, but he still wants to see this person.

She saved him, and even though he was not out of danger yet, the boy was sure that he was safe, because he believed that the person beside him would be able to take him out of here.

At this moment, the noisy rain suddenly stopped. The boy blinked and watched as frost suddenly condensed on his eyelashes. He saw that his breath turned into white mist, and the temperature around him dropped instantly. He didn't even react, he felt that his wet body was frozen, so stiff that he couldn't move.

Then, he breathed in the white mist and saw a slender figure standing in front of him in the mist.

She knelt down on one knee and inserted the wand into the ground. The ground was frozen, and the cold air dispersed layer by layer. The few people who appeared on the opposite side did not react and were frozen into popsicles.

The boy's eyes were filled with that woman's figure.

how did you do that?

Even after he saw his mother casting spells, he began to doubt life. Can magic really be so powerful?

Then, he saw the woman stand up calmly, twirling the wand in her hand several times, so that she could look at the person opposite her at leisure.

Soon, a scorching flame came from the opposite side like a wall, pressing down very quickly.

It was an eye-opener for the boy.

He heard the woman chuckle, then wave her wand, without even making any other sound, a strong wind blew towards the wall of fire, directly stopping the wall of fire from spreading. Not only that, the wall of fire was getting bigger and bigger. In the strong wind, it began to retreat gradually.

The boy had a premonition that the opponent would lose miserably.

Coming over, there were bursts of angry sounds coming from the other side.

The woman found it very interesting. She smiled and felt very happy, and then blew her mouth along the palm of her hand. The ice and snow on the ground had melted into water under the burning of the fire wall, but the time was still short, and it was mixed with ice cubes. At this time, the water Mixed with the ice, it turned into wild boars. One by one, the wild boars roared and ran towards the opposite side.

They passed through the wall of fire and then attacked the enemy on the other side.

Because it was mixed with ice cubes, the sudden impact was still very damaging.

However, this is not enough to cause any extremely powerful damage to the opponent, right?

Doesn't she want to kill those people across from her?

Are those people bad people?

The boy felt that his body seemed to have warmed up. He moved his feet and found that the soles of his feet were muddy.

He reminded in a hoarse voice: "Those people killed my mother..."

He quickly went on to explain: "They will never be merciful to people like you and mom. You don't want to..." So merciful?

The boy hesitated, not knowing whether he should describe it this way.

He didn't know if the woman in front of him could understand what he meant.

Will he make women feel that he is cold-blooded and heartless?

Just when the boy was thinking this, he saw the woman slowly turn her head, glance at him, and smile at him.

The boy's face turned red instantly, and he felt his face was hot. He stammered: "Those people are very scary, they will not let you go, and their methods will be very clean and neat. In short, you Don’t look at them as wizards, but they won’t show mercy to you, and there’s no need for you to be ruthless to them.”

He whispered: "Anyway, protect yourself first..."

He lowered his head, not daring to look at Rowena's face in front of him. Will she listen to him?

The boy is very unsure.

Rowena said in a relaxed tone: "Thanks, kid, although I know, it's good for you to remind me."

Rowena waved her wand, and the top of the wand summoned a dark cloud with lightning flashing in the middle. Then Rowena used the wind to blow the cloud to the opposite side.

The wall of fire had just been solved over there, and then they saw lightning and thunder clouds floating in front of them. The water pig that hit their waists had already mixed ice water on them. There was no doubt that they were electrocuted. Can't even make a sound.

One by one, in the end, they fell silently into the mud.