[Comprehensive] The Wizard and the Fugitive

The night was getting darker, and under the clear and bright star river in the countryside, Caesar leaned on the balcony on the top floor alone, enjoying the tranquility after a busy day.

Downstairs was already tense, and the door of the banquet hall had been closed after William and Draco left, and no one knew what was going on inside.Schiller's siege operation had already begun, and the Petrovics who were unknowingly separated across the manor had no time to react to the sudden attack.The Killing Curse traveled through almost every room, and the blood flowed through the corridors, down the stairs, and gathered into a red sticky swamp in the foyer.

All this chaos did not affect Caesar's leisurely good mood, because he had no idea that the manor had been turned upside down at this time.After the engagement ceremony, Caesar did not stay to attend the wizards' banquet, but left with the Muggles, and ran to the top floor to enjoy his alone time.

He is in a great mood now.Oleg has always been skeptical of Allen since he arrived in Norway, and Nikolai's attitude today is even more explainable. Compared with Allen, Petrovic prefers William to be their collaborator.

Such a situation is beneficial to him. No matter how optimistic the Petrovics are about William, they can't force him to become interested in the successor family and take the initiative to take the position of the person in power.

Allen will be out sooner or later, William refuses to participate in the game, and the Schiller family can only be handed over to Caesar.After decades of waiting, he is finally one step away from the supreme power of the Schiller family.

"What are you doing here?"

William's voice came from behind, Caesar turned around, watched the other party walk up the stairs step by step, stopped at the balcony door, and casually leaned on the exquisitely carved Seraph mural to look at him.

"It's too lively today, I want to be alone for a while." Caesar shrugged relaxedly, looked around William, wondering, "Why isn't Malfoy with you?"

William raised the corner of his mouth and smiled: "He still needs to exercise, today is a good opportunity."

Is there anything else today besides an ordinary engagement party?Caesar raised an eyebrow and tentatively said, "I didn't know that Malfoy also needs to improve his social skills."

"I didn't say what he was exercising for." William shook his head, walked slowly into the balcony, stood beside Caesar, and looked up at the stars scattered all over the night sky.A crescent moon hung in the middle of the Milky Way, with an ominous red color, but neither of the two dark wizards of the Schiller family who were not good at astrology took a second look.

"The starry sky is beautiful tonight," he said.

Caesar looked at him without saying a word, with a calm expression on the surface, but actually he couldn't understand why William didn't stay with his fiancé at night, but ran to him instead.

"There is a saying in the Muggle world that when a person dies, the soul will leave the body and turn into a star in the sky." William looked up at the starry sky, as if he didn't know the people around him were full of questions, and said quietly: "You say Will a wizard become a star after death?"

Caesar looked puzzled: "Do you still believe this?"

"Just curious." William raised the corners of his mouth and gave a faint smile, his expression remained gentle. His whole body revealed the harmlessness in capital letters, and he revealed the mystery of his appearance here very calmly: "After all, you are going to die."

The evening breeze passed through the corridor on the top floor, and there was no light in the hall, unlike the bright lights on the first floor. The swaying tree shadows under the moonlight drew a strange scene on the floor.The wind carried the slight blood that floated up from downstairs and passed by the two of them. Caesar had no time to distinguish the danger, and his originally relaxed and comfortable expression was frozen on his face because of William's words, followed by deep surprise: "You want to kill me? "

William stared at him. "You look surprised."

Caesar's eyes widened: "Shouldn't I be surprised! Only Alan... No! You can't stand with Alan!"

William raised his eyebrows, his eyes showed more surprise than him, and there was deep helplessness: "I don't know why you think this way. If necessary, I can remind you that as early as when Alan inherited the family, I Having said that, he is the perfect man for the position of power."

What happened a few months ago was vivid in his mind. Caesar also remembered what William said without repeating it, but he never felt that those words were William’s true thoughts, so he didn’t take them to heart.

That's all William's excuse to shirk the heir's responsibility, Caesar always thought so.It was because of this thought that he tried to win William over and over again, hoping that the strongest member of the Schiller family could stand by his side.Anyway, for William, as long as it is not himself, it shouldn't make any difference who inherits the family.

As if he had guessed what he was thinking, William shook his head helplessly, and explained kindly: "Of course I also care about who the Schiller family is in power. Don't forget, how many Galleons the family will add to my treasury every year."

It is almost impossible to say this bluntly. Compared with Allen, it is impossible for him to bring enough benefits to the family.Caesar's face was contorted, and he gritted his teeth to retort: ​​"You don't know Alan at all."

"It's because you don't understand him." William shook his head again, looking at him with some disinterest, with disappointment in his tone: "Although he is not likable, at least he won't pin his chances on others."

The increasingly thick smell of blood in the manor finally caught Caesar's attention, and the sticky smell stimulated his sense of smell, causing his face to change drastically.

He almost reflexively wanted to rush downstairs, but William was standing opposite, just blocking the way out of the balcony.

"Want to know what's going on next?" William smiled, pulled out his wand in front of Caesar, and waved it lightly.

The wooden floors of several floors of the manor gradually became transparent, and the entire manor could be clearly seen from the top floor, except for the banquet hall where Allen and the others were still refusing to unveil the veil to anyone.

The corpses of Petrovic are everywhere, and the traces of black magic have turned this originally fresh country manor into darkness.The Schillers enjoyed the wild hunt without scruples - and that was the real theme of the night.

Directly below them, Draco and several young Schiller family members raised their heads together, looked at the source of the powerful fluctuation of magic power, and smiled happily at William.The wand made of the rib of a vampire was in his hand at this moment, humming excitedly under the stimulation of black magic.

The boy's eyes fell on Caesar, and he raised his eyebrows, as if asking, why is he still alive?

William smiled, pinched the wand casually with two fingers, and pointed it lightly at Caesar's chest: "If there is no other doubt, let's leave now."

"No! You can't!" Caesar yelled out the threat of death, and he tried to apparate again and again, but could only experience more and more desperate failures.

This manor has long been isolated from the world, and the Petrovics can only struggle to death, and so does he.

"I am your uncle after all!" Caesar shouted.

"Indeed." William tilted his head, as if he only realized this problem now. After thinking for a moment, he sighed under Caesar's expectant gaze, and suddenly chanted a spell: "The soul is out of his body." The powerful magic suppressed Caesar completely. Unable to struggle, just lost his sanity for a second.

William smiled apologetically at him: "Well, please move your feet one last time."

In the empty and quiet corridor on the top floor, Caesar's shadow dragged long and moved slowly.

He walked towards the edge of the balcony stiffly, jumped onto the guardrail stiffly, stood under the moonlight, with his head down, his eyes staring blankly at the dark grass in the night.

Behind him, William bowed deeply and stopped in the motion of bowing farewell, until the slight wind wafted by his ears.

Boom!The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground startled the birds in the wheat field in the silent night.William stood up slowly, the balcony was empty, and he was the only one left.

On the grass outside the house, Caesar's stiff body was twisted, and a large black-red blood spread from around his body.William took a few steps forward, looking at the lifeless body under the moonlight.

"Goodbye, Caesar." With a smile on his lips, he said softly, quickly turned around, and left without hesitation.