The right way to attack Moriarty

Three months later, Theseus reappeared at Hogwarts.

"Take Yan Mo and come with us." This was the straight line, and Theseus seemed to have a very tired expression on his face.

"Are you sure who's behind it?" Newt asked him.

"Well," Theseus replied without interest, and took Newt out of Hogwarts and went straight to the destination.

In the dark forest, there is a small wooden house.

It's just that the forest shrouded in dementors looks a little weird.In the summer of May and June, it should have been extraordinarily scorching hot, but it was extraordinarily shady and cool at this time.

They stood there in good condition, their vitality seemed to be intercepted by something.Everyone felt timid from the bottom of their hearts, mixed with inexplicable fear and despair.All of them tightly grasped their hearts.

This is more difficult than the siege that started several years ago.

If I have to make an analogy to the current situation, it is probably that the original dementor has grown vigorously, and has grown from a small dementor to a large dementor, which is enough to rely on the aura emitted inadvertently Spread the soil of despair all over the earth.

"[Day] found a remnant soul, do you want to activate the Onmyoji system?"

The long-lost voice from the system reappeared, and Newt chose "Yes" without hesitation, and before the system popped up the next dialogue, he gave an order to let Yan Mo play.

"Please click the area where the shikigami is standing to configure the shikigami."

Yan Mo, Bird Snake, and Invisible Beast.

Only then did Newt realize that, as an Onmyoji, Yan Mo was the only one he could do, and who could play a role in the battle.

The Bird Snake is a mentally handicapped creature that attacks everyone indiscriminately, and Newt dares not let it out at all.

The stealth beast can only sneak attack for a while at most, and basically has no combat effectiveness.

"Do you want to change the order of shikigami?"

No.

"Do you need help?" Newt asked Yan Mo, with the intention of breaking the jar, "Anyway, there are only a few shikigami, you can choose."

Yan Mo rolled his eyes towards the sky indecently.

"Come on, these little bastards are either giving away the other party's head, or they are just doing a disservice. You don't let them play, I'm already thankful."

Ghost Face, Soul Reaper, Heavy Pressure.

Yan Mo's moves are still the same, and there is no increase in movements. However, the simple moves are used in Yan Mo's hands, and they are extraordinarily smooth. Along the way, all the dementors are unknowingly They are all fixed in place.

Before Theseus and the others could react, Yan Mo had already started to attack.

"It's enough to leave it to Yan Mo," Newt said to Theseus, "You can go in now."

To be cautious, Yan Mo fixed the dementors on the opposite side one by one, preventing them from making any noise, and also blocked the possibility of them reporting to the people in the room.

Theseus glanced at Yan Mo, making sure that she could control the scene, and then gestured softly to his team members, indicating the different division of labor between them.

After receiving Newt's hint, Yan Mo began to slowly deal with the dementors that were fixed in place, trying not to make any noise.

It's a pity that the sorcerer on the opposite side didn't know what was wrong, even though the battle between Yan Mo and the dementor clearly didn't make any noise, they were still alarmed.

A dense group of wizards came out of the room and stood in front of the room without leaving a single gap.

Theseus's division of labor was just halfway through, and it hadn't been implemented yet. At this moment, he was blocked.

Soon, they changed formation again, one group covered and the other group attacked.

The wizards at the door couldn't wait to take out their wands, and unceremoniously fired all kinds of curses at the group of Aurors outside the door.

Newt glanced at the dementor.

Less than half of the dementors disappeared, and Yan Mo continued to wander among the dementors.

Newt glanced at Theseus again.

Theseus made a gesture to his team members, telling them to divide into two groups, one group stayed outside to cover and attract their attention; while the other group went around from the other end and entered the house for rescue.

Soon, a group of more than a dozen people changed their formation while fighting melee. During the battle, they unconsciously divided into two groups. Newt followed Theseus and sneaked into the first group. two groups.

The wizards at the door had faces that did not belong to them, and held magic wands that did not belong to them. In this wilderness, even if all the international Aurors were wiped out, no one could Put the crime on their heads.The double concealment stimulated the tyrannical desire in their hearts, and the green Avada flashed continuously, covering each other layer by layer, forming a huge green net, covering the sky and covering the sky.

At this moment, the Aurors had to thank the strict requirements of the selection. With their vigorous skills, they avoided Avada coming from different directions again and again, and even had extra time to shoot a few curses at the opponent.

For a while, it was unknown whose spell had hit whom, and the scene was very chaotic. Some wizards even amputated their limbs and fell to the ground in the scuffle.

Broken arms, legs and feet, with blood stains, dragged long blood trails on the ground.

Theseus and the others seemed to be used to such scenes, they didn't even look back.Under the cover of his teammates, he quickly outflanked from behind, saw the loophole and got into the hut.

From the outside, this room looks very small, but once you enter it, you will find that there is something different here.

The winding staircase leads to the ground, and when it is halfway down, it is divided into two sections, one facing left and the other facing right.

In the haze, something became clear.

As the system's prompts kept ringing, Newt seemed to sense something faintly.

As a group of well-trained international Aurors, Theseus and the others did not hesitate for too long, and they all made their judgments almost at the same time.

left.

Newt followed them down the left underground.

The stairs on the left have too many wear marks, and more people pass by than the one on the right.

The trapped wizard Theseus was looking for should be on the left.

It's clearer.

Newt clenched his hands unconsciously, and he closed his eyes. The ominous premonition that had been lingering in his heart finally became clear after the system had collected two thousand dementors.

The hazy, sometimes non-existent connection between him and Jim was getting stronger little by little.

Thankfully, Jim isn't what he used to be now, and he's not even the slender wizard from the last Polyjuice Potion.

At this moment, Jim, with wizard hair he got from nowhere, was dressing up as a witch.

With the barrier of gender, Theseus and the others might not recognize them even if they were facing each other right now.

Newt even wondered how he would bring Jim back if Theseus recognized him.

If it really doesn't work, we can only exert pressure through the British Ministry of Magic to keep the person in the UK, and then slowly clear up the relationship and release the person on bail.

Most of Artemis' power is scattered around the world. If, if there is really no way to keep people in Britain, maybe he can contact Rand.

However, a few words from Jim's men made Newt completely abandon the idea.

"Boss, for those wizards captured a few days ago, there was a mistake in dividing their souls, what should we do with the corpses?"

"Boss, the four wizards in Room No. 30 have been struggling. We used the Imperius Curse, but it still didn't have much effect. Should we execute them directly?"

"Boss, the potion prepared according to your latest prescription has been boiled, do you want to use it now?"

……

**experiment.

A witch's experiment.

Newt doesn't even have to think about it too much to connect the whole thing.

Jim is not a person who will pursue immortality, so he will join this experiment, that is, he has not given up his revenge on the wizarding world.

Newt didn't have much time to think, Theseus and the others were still quickly eliminating wrong options and approaching.

And Jim, at this moment, had already picked up the bowl of freshly brewed potion.The pitch-black medicine bowl, the green potion, and the viscous texture make people feel very nauseated.

The wizard tied to the wall was still struggling fiercely. Jim walked through one cell after another, and finally stopped in front of a cell.

Jim was wearing a wide hood and the brim of his hat was pulled down very low. He waved his hand casually, and the people behind him immediately opened the lock with their wands.

"Blake," Jim went in with the medicine bowl, very familiar, ""

Even though Mrs. Jill was imprisoned in such a small room at the moment, her unkempt hair and face did not weaken her aura at all. She held her head high, and her temperament of never giving up was revealed on her body again.

Only now do I feel that you are a real Blake.Newt thought so.

"Only at this moment, I think you are a real Blake." Jim said the same.

"This is today's potion, you know how to do it." Jim smiled like a dignified and generous lady, as if at this moment he was just a visiting guest, having a friendly conversation with the woman in front of him Garden talk.Rather than force her to make the woman drink a whole bowl of a potentially fatal potion.

"Don't forget what you promised me." Mrs. Jill's cold eyes flicked across Jim again, "I want my husband and son to be absolutely safe."

"Of course, ma'am," Jim laughed. "Your son is studying at Hogwarts at the moment, and your husband is sleeping soundly in the bed of the gypsy girl."

"You—!" Mrs. Jill pointed at the woman in front of her and cursed viciously. Jim waved his hand, and the two people behind him immediately stepped forward, one clamped Mrs. Jill's chin, forcing her to open her mouth, while The other poured the bowl of green potion along Mrs. Jill's mouth.

"Stay here and submit the drug efficacy report in three hours." Jim ordered casually.

"Yes."