The transfer student at Hogwarts just wants to fall in love [continued]

A few hours later, Hong Kong was shrouded in darkness, brightly lit except for the dilapidated slums.

Outside the dilapidated Mo Bai's house, several strange figures suddenly appeared.

They were all wearing black clothes. Both men and women had handsome faces, but their skin was extremely pale.

Looking at the dilapidated environment around them, disgust flashed in their eyes.

"Is the target really going to be in such a remote place?"

The man grumbled.

"Shut up, Dutch." The slim figure in the lead glared at him, his ice blue pupils particularly bright in the dark night.

They are all vampires, or vampires, and the leader is Selene, who had a relationship with Mo Bai.

"Look around, we are already late."

Twisting around the waist that was outlined by the tight leather jacket, he walked to a corner where black ashes still remained on the ground.

Others also found the remaining ashes in different places. Dutch, who just spoke, bent down and smelled it, grinning, revealing his sharp canine teeth.

"It's a werewolf! The only good thing about these filthy beasts is their mobility."

A woman with a hot figure next to her crossed her arms and said, "Obviously the werewolf came here for the same purpose as us, but it obviously didn't succeed."

"Erica, why?"

She observed her surroundings, "The werewolf was burned to ashes, but there were no signs of fierce fighting around it. The fighting time must have been very short. To be able to deal with the werewolf so cleanly and so 'cleanly'."

"Still in this place..." A trace of fear flashed in her eyes, "It can only be done by the monks from the East."

At the mention of the monks, everyone became alert and looked around.

Erica also frowned in thought and muttered to herself.

"Our mission is to find the target's identity and bring him or her back."

"...Or kill him and take him back!"

Dutch smiled a bloody smile.

Erica rolled her eyes at him.

"I can't kill him now even if I want to. Judging from this situation, the target has most likely been taken away by the ascetics."

"Tch, there's really no chance of that," he spread his hands, "I don't want to fight those perverts."

For vampires, Eastern monks are more difficult to deal with than Western wizards. Their "magic" seems to be specially designed for people like them. All kinds of light and thunder, with the righteousness of heaven and earth, greatly suppress them. .

Even though their agility and strength are dozens of times higher than ordinary people, fighting against them is still miserable.

"However," Erica took two steps back and forth, holding her chin in her hand, "according to the intelligence, the target should be just an ordinary person at this time, and the monks are likely to release him."

Dutch shrugged, "What's the use of that? We only know that the target is twelve years old and may appear here. We don't know anything else. We don't even know why we want to kill each other."

"It's catch! Put away your murderous desire, Dutch."

Erica corrected.

Dutch bared his teeth nonchalantly, "What use do we need an ordinary person for?"

Erica smiled seductively. "You can go back and ask Klein yourself."

Hearing the name, Dutch had a trace of panic on his face, and he moved his lips, "I just want to say that our only clue is that the target may appear here."

"But now this clue is gone. It's possible that the target won't recognize it even if he stands in front of us."

"There are so many twelve-year-old brats, are we going to catch kids all over the world like those stupid werewolves?"

Hearing this, Erica turned her eyes and looked at Selene, who had been squatting not far away.

"We have to ask our operational commander~"

Even so, her words were full of sarcasm.

Selene seemed to have just heard their conversation, throwing away the ashes in her hand and turning around.

"Mission aborted."

Everyone looked at each other, "Why?"

She looked around, "And the current situation is obvious. The target has been taken away by the ascetics association. If you want to deal with the ascetics, I have no objection."

The vampires looked at each other, but no one spoke.

Obviously no one wants to come into contact with this mysterious organization in the east.

But Erica immediately retorted, "We can wait for those monks to release the target."

Selene stared at the female vampire expressionlessly, "This is one of the most densely populated areas. How do you know which one is the target? Or do you have the ability to capture all the twelve-year-old brats under the eyes of the monks?" ?”

Erica bared her fangs, but was speechless.

But she still stared at Selene, trying to find something on her face.

Suddenly his eyes turned and locked on the place where the woman in front of him had been squatting for a long time.

She stepped forward, and the next second her figure appeared in front of the ashes. She leaned down to observe carefully, turned over, and looked back at Selene with a frown.

Selene remained expressionless, but amusement flashed in her ice blue pupils, "Did you find anything?"

Erica's face looked a little ugly, which was no different from other Ashes.

But she always felt that this woman was hiding something.

She snorted coldly, "You should explain this result to Klein yourself."

The woman shrugged. "nature."

Erica looked at her deeply, turned around and left.

Selene also turned around, "Let's go. We have another mission on this trip. There is a creature suspected of being of the same race in Egypt that is killing ordinary people. There is a risk of exposing the existence of the vampires. We have to deal with it."

Serious vampire families, like wizards, hide in human society and avoid exposure.

In addition to some historical issues, the biggest reason is that mankind's rapid technological development is enough to harm them.

If it is exposed rashly, it is very likely to cause a devastating blow to the group.

Everyone nodded, and the figure disappeared into the night at an extremely fast speed.

Selene, who was left at the end, turned around and looked at the ashes.

These ashes look no different from the ashes left after a werewolf dies.

But this residue that was obviously burned by high temperature seemed familiar to her.

Moreover, this time the target is twelve years old, and he is in this special foreign country in the East...

She couldn't help but picture an Asian boy in her mind. That handsome face was smiling at her, but blue flames were floating in his hands.

Is it you?

"Mo Bai."

The red lips whispered the name, she turned around, and her graceful back disappeared into the night.

At the same time, Mo Bai and Hermione were still at the monks' headquarters.

Because according to regulations, they were still two unidentified British wizards at this time, and it was obvious that Uncle Liang did not publicize his identity as a descendant of Mo Zijin for his own safety.

Therefore, Mo Bai could only wait for a reply from Hogwarts to prove their identity before they could move freely in Hong Kong.

During this period, Mo Bai also asked the other party a lot about his parents.

But all he got was information about his father, Mo Zijin, and it was obvious that this "uncle" didn't know much about his mother.

“If I look deeper there’s going to be big problems.”

Faced with Uncle Liang's inappropriate joke, Mo Bai narrowed his eyes at him.

Uncle Liang coughed twice and buried his face in the tea cup.

"Yeah, it tastes good."

Mo Bai smiled and shook his head helplessly, looking down at his parents' faces in the photo.

He now knew Mo Zijin very well, but the Obscurus in his body showed no reaction at all.

Obviously, what the soul fragment belonging to "Mo Bai" inside wants to know is not about his father, but about his mother, a woman with a confusing identity.

Hermione was looking at his profile.

"Isn't it still okay?"

Mo Bai smiled bitterly and nodded, "No reaction."

"What do you mean?"

Uncle Liang looked puzzled.

"fine."

Now it seems that there is only so much information that can be obtained from the other party. The identity of his mother is obviously very mysterious, and a werewolf is also involved.

And after his magical riot when he was two years old, his mother told his father about it, and the family was deeply disturbed.

But his father didn't tell Uncle Liang, who they regarded as life and death brothers, and obviously didn't want to involve him.

Naturally, as his son, he will also respect his ideas, and he should resolve his own family matters.

Thinking of this, he suddenly froze.

When did I actually regard "Mo Bai"'s parents as my own parents?

He was silent for a moment.

"Uncle Liang, I would like to ask you to help me investigate a family..."