Hogwarts: Bourne Returns from Warhammer

"Blace Zabini, I need you to explain why you are following me?"

Ezio's figure seemed to flash and suddenly appeared behind the dark-skinned little wizard, and his wand was already against the latter's neck.

"Prefect Ezio, can you...can you take off your wand first? I'm not following you, but I really want to talk to you about something."

Perhaps because he had anticipated that he would be discovered and restrained by this man's wand, Blaise Zabini quickly regained his senses after the initial panic.

He organized his words carefully and tried to bring up topics that the other party would definitely be interested in, in an attempt to change Ezio's attitude.

"I need your help," Blaise Zabini said, "and I'm willing to pay you some maggrons for it."

Upon hearing "MacGron", Ezio finally raised his wand slightly for the sake of money.

"Mr. Zabini, although we don't usually come into contact, since you, a junior from Loki Academy, have asked me for help, I can indeed help you out of reluctance.

However, you have to remember that since you have found me, you have to pay me afterwards, regardless of whether the matter succeeds or not. After all, I have already missed my sleep just by listening to you talk."

As Ezio spoke, the figure, which had become a little blurry due to the use of the Disillusionment Charm, quickly disappeared.

This is his unique skill.

Use magic to summon an illusory clone of yourself, but it seems to be a low-quality illusion spell, and it is hazy.

But this is just a trick to lure the enemy. Ezio will cast a perfect Disillusionment Spell on himself and then walk behind the enemy with the steps of an assassin.

Defeat the enemy with one move.

Although he had used this trick many times, it was always effective. The young wizards from Loki College who wanted to challenge him for the position of prefect were always defeated by this trick. In the confrontation between the colleges, the number of young wizards from Thor College who were defeated by him was also considerable.

Blaise Zabini had given up.

"Okay, okay," he said, "I'm willing to pay you 200 Markrons if you help me deal with this guy, make him lose face, make him lose face in front of everyone, make him ..."

Blaise Zabini looked bitter and vindictive, and seemed to want to continue talking, but Ezio was not prepared to listen and interrupted him directly.

"Mr. Zabini, you have only been at Durmstrang for a year. Although you were assigned to the more competitive Loki Academy, you did not seem to be treated harshly. I don't remember anyone kicking your ass. You should have no enemies."

"No, it's not."

Blaise Zabini said.

"The person I want to take revenge on is not a student from Durmstrang, but a young wizard from Hogwarts. The reason why I dropped out of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry is all because of that person. It's all because of him!"

Ezio shrugged his shoulders. He thought Zabini was talking about school bullying. This kind of thing was very common in Durmstrang, but he had never experienced it himself. After all, he had been promoted from a shadow prefect to a full prefect, and his strength did not allow him to have similar experiences.

"200 Markgrons is not enough for me to go all the way to Britain for you. What's more, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry cannot be marked. Even if I can find a way to get in, it's not worth it just to help you vent your anger and for the 200 Markgrons."

"No, no, that little wizard is in Demtra now - his name is Bern Slughorn. Looking at his last name, you can understand why this guy can represent Hogwarts in the Potions Championship in his third year - there must be some shady manipulation and exchange of interests. I hope that you, Prefect Ezio -"

Seeing that this guy seemed to be stressed out when he mentioned "Burn Slughorn", Ezio simply interrupted him again.

"This is a difficult matter. After all, he is a guest of Durmstrang. If something happens to him, it might deepen the outside world's stereotype of Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

Ezio smiled.

“How much are you willing to add?”

-

Bourne stood inside the stairs with his arms folded, leaning against the wall, listening to the conversation between the two little wizards in the corridor.

"I was wondering why I felt a sense of malice. It turns out that Zabini dropped out of Hogwarts and transferred to Durmstrang."

Ever since he got off the "Molden" and entered the Durmstrang campus, Bourne felt that someone here did not welcome his arrival.

His premonition is no longer a question of whether it is accurate or not. Psychic premonition itself is a kind of magic. If he has a premonition, something is bound to happen.

Therefore, he had come out for a night walk tonight, not because he was interested in this magic school, but because if conditions allowed, it was almost the instinct of the Astartes of each chapter to preemptively eliminate enemies who were malicious towards them. If conditions did not allow, they would also conduct reconnaissance in advance before going to the battlefield.

The rioting Dementors, the escaped Peter Pettigrew and Thomas Fang, the cockatrice suspected to be influenced by Tzeentch, and the reappearance of Zabini...

Even without awakening his gift of psychic foresight, Bourne could guess that these days were not very peaceful and he had to make some preparations in advance.

"I have to thank Professor Ripa later. The Durmstrang Saga he gave me was a great help."

After all, he was a newcomer, and no matter how much the loyal Chainsword tempted him, Bourne couldn't take out the sword and just chop off Zabini's head.

It was true that he had a grudge against Zabini, but the other party did not have any of the characteristics of a "wanton" follower of Slaanesh (Zabini had the bloodline of a Hagia), and killing him was not a solution. In other words, after giving it some thought, Bourne felt that the cost-benefit ratio of doing so was not actually worthwhile.

By reading the copy of the Saga that recorded the history of Durmstrang, Bourne came up with some good solutions to the problem. He planned to find something for Blaise Zabini to do so that he wouldn't bother him all the time.

First, what he had to do now was to intimidate the two people who were planning to deal with him in the corridor. Is it good to stay up late at night and "cricket" others behind their backs? This is not good.

So, Bourne waved his wand, and a music box that he had conjured up using Transfiguration magic started to play music with the tinkling of wine inside.

"Way hay and up she rises..."

As the pirate ship song sounded, a strong wind suddenly blew up in the corridor of Durmstrang, as if recalling the school's original principal, the Pirate Queen Nelida Vokhanova herself.