[Comprehensive Yingmei] I'm already a useless dragon

In a dark alley where you can't see your fingers.

The two boys, one tall and one short, were very close. In an environment where ordinary people couldn't see anything, they didn't panic at all. The night vision ability that surpassed human beings allowed them to clearly meet each other's sight in the dark.

They stood motionless in place, while secretly defending themselves, they also tried to determine the other party's true intentions.

The night wind passed through this street, passing through all the gaps in the crowded low-rise bungalows, the messages in the air were so chaotic that it was impossible to judge, mixed with a few faint calls for help from nowhere.

Ivan tilted his head slightly, looked at the almost three-meter-high concrete wall on the side where the street lamp was before, and carefully identified where the voices came from.

While he was listening attentively, the sound of explosions of light bulbs sounded one after another around him, showing how unstable the state of the child who ran away with magic power was at the moment.

Combined with the voices that almost disappeared in the wind that he heard just now, he secretly guessed in his heart:

...Could it be some overthinking Muggle who abducted the magical child?

Just in time for him to run into a large-scale child abduction case?

The reason why it is judged that the child's magic power is unusual is because the magic power is mixed with an aura that is about to decay, just like a flower bud that has just opened in spring, but will wither from the branch in the next second.

It shows that the life state of the master of magic power is in danger at the moment.

No matter where the wizarding family is, they attach great importance to the care of their offspring, and the probability of putting minor wizards in danger is quite small.

This means that there are no adult wizards in the child's environment.

Thinking of this, Ivan frowned, looked back in the direction of the young man in front of him, and said softly, "Get out of here."

Although his tone was soft, it contained an inexplicable command color.

Edward stood there hesitantly, feeling a subtle change in the situation.One second the other party was still working on exploring his own identity, but the next second he seemed to have completely lost interest in this matter.

He keenly sensed that this was related to the explosion of the street light bulb just now.

Just now he thought it was just an accident caused by unstable voltage, but the successive sounds from the streets and alleys told him that it was not an accident, it even seemed man-made.

But he didn't feel anything hit the street lamp at all just now, he was quite sure that the lamp exploded from the inside.

When Edward fell into thinking because of doubts, Ivan counted the time in his heart, wondering why the Magic Congress of the United States did not send wizards or Aurors here to check.

After struggling secretly for about half a minute, he suddenly realized that this is Las Vegas, not New York.

Because the headquarters is in New York, and the reason for its establishment is slightly different from that of the British Ministry of Magic, coupled with the large size of the United States, the management agency of the American wizarding community is more efficient than the British Ministry of Magic in dealing with emergencies. much lower.

After Ivan figured this out, he decided to look at the specific situation before making a decision.

Regardless of what the unknown handsome young man in front of him was going to do next, he raised his head slightly and looked at the dark sky, where fragmented starlight flickered on the dark curtain.

In his eyes, rows of lines slowly appeared in the air. The curved lines were like music scores, and they were also like colorful silk threads. Occasionally, they were tangled together to form knots. Scattered, and then re-formed into a spider's silk-like curved line.

——That is the trace of the wind.

After a while, Edward saw the most incredible scene since he became a vampire, which made him wonder if there was something wrong with his 6.0 vision.

The boy in front of him raised his feet, as if he was going up a step, and walked up to the high place step by step, smoothly and naturally—and there was clearly nothing under his feet!

Edward watched this scene with wide eyes, but Ivan ignored him.The more he went up, the faster the knot of the wind disappeared, and the strongest knot so far didn't seem to be enough to support him on the top of the wall for more than half a minute.

When he got to a position about half a meter higher than the top of the wall, his good vision allowed him to instantly see what was going on in the house behind the wall——

Inside the dusty windows that were cross-boarded, several children were sitting against the wall, cuddling each other.

There were many, but he couldn't see clearly. The window was so blurred that Ivan believed that even if someone leaned on the high wall and looked in during the daytime, they probably wouldn't be able to see what was in the house.

Of course, ordinary people will basically not do the behavior of climbing a high wall to peep at others.

When the strength supporting him under his feet was about to disappear, Ivan quickly saw several newly formed knots in the air below the courtyard, jumped forward, and his figure disappeared behind the high wall in an instant.

Edward who stayed where he was: "..." Did he witness the whole process of a child breaking into a private house?

A few seconds later, Ivan stared blankly at the young man who fell silently from the wall to his side, and looked at him with light blue eyes, with an obvious question: What are you doing here?

Edward twitched the corner of his mouth, and a slightly gentle smile appeared on his handsome face.

He thought to himself, your previous actions were obviously a result of something happened, why can't he, as an adult, watch a minor take risks?

Although judging from the current ability of this minor, whether the things he faced is considered dangerous is another matter.

Ivan glanced at his expression, and after a while, he looked away lightly, and walked to the window he had seen before.

The two soft sounds of "Du, Duk" on the window woke up the children in the room. They were like frightened birds and first reacted to look in the direction of the door. Only a few who were close to the sound looked at the door blankly. window.

Staying here for too long, so long that the will to survive has been destroyed to the point where there is not much left, like a butterfly struggling in the air with its wings torn apart, looking at the darkness that almost engulfed itself when approaching the abyss, finally Give up struggling.

A few children were woken up by their companions, and opened their eyes ignorantly, not knowing what happened.

The rattling on the window rang twice more quickly, softly but enough for them to hear.

After all, they have not been completely swallowed by the darkness. This is like the last gust of wind blowing before falling into the abyss, instantly igniting all their will like a prairie fire.

An older child stood up from the ground and slowly groped to the window in the dark. Even if he accidentally bumped into other children in the process, those children tried their best to shrink their bodies even smaller, with a sound If you don't say anything, you are afraid of missing this opportunity.

There are people outside!

Maybe it was to save them!

Although the situation is still uncertain, some people were dazzled by the great joy they thought of, their tear glands collapsed instantly, and the fear and despair that had been suppressed in their hearts for a long time burst out together, but they were suppressed hard .

I dare not make a sound, dare not cry, if I cry, I will be dragged out and beaten...

Edward wanted to stop him when he knocked for the second time, but after judging the breath of the people in the room, he put down the hand he had just stretched out, and looked up at the similarly closed windows upstairs.

The older child in the room finally groped to the window, reached out to touch the window frame nailed by wood, and whispered a word: "Help..."

He didn't dare to make a loud noise, for fear of waking up the gatekeepers outside the door, but the weak voice was so low that he felt hopeless, so he ran his fingers across the barbed wood that hadn't been smoothed , The simplest distress signal was written over and over again on the dusty windows.

After writing on the dusty window five or six times like this, he put down his hand in a daze, and suddenly realized that it was dark outside, and people outside could not see it.

Neither see nor hear their cries for help.

There was a sudden surge of despair in his heart, and at that moment he even wanted to shout out regardless, hoping to be defeated quickly, making his tears fall from his eyes uncontrollably.

Please... hear my voice... save us... please...

Ivan heard the faint voice, turned to look at Edward, and said in a breathy voice: "Domestic violence, child abduction, or kidnapping."

Edward also heard the cry for help.

It stands to reason that vampires don't have any concept of underage in their bones, and their most common descendants are created by their first embrace, so this matter should have nothing to do with him.

But the dogma of being a human being has long been engraved in his bones and blood along with the change of his identity. Even though his body has become cold, those judgments of right and wrong have never disappeared from his mind.

He looked at the lighted windows on the second floor, thought for a while, and took a few steps back.Immediately afterwards, he took two steps to run up from the far corner, and suddenly exerted his extremely fast running speed. In an instant, he came to Ivan's side, and the next moment he lightly kicked on the wall, and then turned over sensitively, and entered the second floor. up.

Ivan: ...Brother, your proficiency in climbing over walls is not inferior to mine at all.

After about a minute, Ivan saw his combat power, which was completely opposite to the quiet appearance he read in the cold drink shop in the afternoon——

After Edward walked to the window and nodded to him, after Ivan went upstairs, he could only see those stunned big men crooked in every corner in the whole building, and some of them even held wooden boxes in their hands. stick.

"Wait, what are you doing?" Ivan asked subconsciously when he saw Edward walking in the direction of the landline.

The young man with short golden brown hair said one word calmly: call the police.

After thinking about it, he added: "We can't contact their parents with just the two of us."

It makes sense, but are you going to tell the police that the two of us... defeated a bunch of burly men with our bare hands and saved the children? ? ?

Ivan walked to the muscular man with the most vicious appearance, and looked at the posture of holding the wooden stick in his hand. The posture of this man falling to the ground was good.

After sighing secretly in his heart, he rolled his eyelids and said to Edward, "It's troublesome to call the police. I have another way—but I may have to ask you to leave here first."

At that moment, Edward suddenly felt what it means to 'throw away after being used'.

"If you don't want to lose the memory of tonight..." When Ivan said this, his voice was gentle, but his expression was a bit complicated, as if he felt that the next thing would be particularly troublesome.

Edward had only caused amnesia to others before, but he had never experienced the feeling of amnesia himself. He raised his eyebrows strangely when he heard the young man's words.

But seeing the depression in his expression, the gentle man chose to turn around and leave the house temporarily.

Almost the moment he left, Ivan turned cold, squatted down, and patted the face of the man in front of him who had been knocked out, with great force.

The man woke up from a coma. He saw a particularly handsome boy's face. Before he could figure out what was going on, he saw a wooden stick poked in front of him in the next second——

The black-haired boy lowered his eyes, suddenly hooked his lips, and showed a very nice smile. There was a rare warmth in the light blue eyes, as if the ice melted in spring and everything came back to life.

Anyone who saw him smiling would feel as if his scalp had been blasted by some kind of lightning, and he would be in a daze for a long time.

Ivan held his wand and looked at him with a smile. He was obviously smiling, but his gaze was like looking at an ant, which sent a chill down the man's back. He looked at the boy's thin lips and uttered a spell: " Stupefy (passing out)—"

The man who had just regained consciousness passed out again.

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

#vampire gangster three views all ruined for what kind#

Edward: Am I not the only one who can change other people's memories?

Ivan: How can you embarrass Occlumency?

Edward: ...? ? ?What the hell?