[Comprehensive] The Wizard and the Fugitive

The smell of blood filled the entire manor. William walked through the empty corridor on the top floor, at the top of the semi-curved marble staircase, looking down at the ground that had been stained deep red in the hall.

The hunt was over, and Draco was on the floor below, looking up at him.In the silence, a door next to the boy was suddenly knocked open, and the ear-piercing loud noise passed through the corridor and spread to every corner of the manor.Alyosha Petrovitch came stumbling out through the door, his white dress covered with blood.

Draco Malfoy, the only person here who is not Schiller is just a few steps away. Alyosha's brain, which has been chaotic due to excessive blood loss, seems to have found a glimmer of hope, and he tries hard to take steps towards the boy, but He was hit by a spell in the next second and fell to the ground suddenly.

"Hi, Malfoy." A strange Schiller came over and kicked Alyosha's body.

Draco looked at him with disgust, took off the blood-splattered coat, threw it aside, and suggested coldly: "Choose a cleaner spell next time."

The other party grinned at him and smiled: "Sorry."

Draco ignored him, waited for William to come over, turned and went downstairs together, walked through the moonlight, sticky blood, and empty corridors, and returned to the entrance of the banquet hall.

Most of the Schillers who had finished hunting gathered here, and the appearance of the only living person in the manor who was not Schiller attracted everyone's attention. Draco didn't mind being the focus, and stood upright under the gazes of many Schillers. Pass.

Looking from the window on the first floor, Caesar's body was lying alone on the grass, dirtier than Alyosha who had just fallen in front of him, the twisted body and broken skull were extremely disgusting.

Draco couldn't help frowning after just a glance: "What's wrong with you Schiller?"

William shrugged: "I don't want to make it like this, but he doesn't seem to like the simpler way."

Draco was not interested in the detailed process of Caesar's death, he waved his hand to indicate that William could stop talking, then turned around, with his back to the outside.

The heavy carved door of the banquet hall was always closed, and no movement could come out.Inside the door, Barcelomo and Oleg had already fought to a fever pitch.The housekeeper, who was usually silent to the point of lack of a living breath, was still as cold as a machine at this time, but the hand holding the wand was very flexible. The spell was shot from various tricky angles, making Oleg slowly fall into passive defense, and then fell into a panic .

The victory and defeat between Allen and Nicholas have been divided. Facing the same well-known sick man Schiller, the head of the Petrovich family, who is famous for his black magic, not only did not take advantage of it, but was restrained everywhere. Under the suppression of magic, it can only support with difficulty.Even so, the only reason he didn't fall was because Allen still had room.

After barely dodging the attack again, Nicholas gasped and stopped resisting.Allen also put down his wand, watching him calmly breathing.

Nikolai's eyes turned to his daughter Anna. Petrovich's most proud young lady stood in the hall with her eyes open, her long hair coiled into an exquisite shape, and her wide pink skirt winding on the ground. Like a well-dressed doll. "How long has she been like this?" Nicholas pointed to his daughter and asked.

Allen glanced at Anna: "How long have you been under my control? About a month, I haven't counted."

For a month, at the most lively Quidditch World Cup in the wizarding world, no one found out about Anna's problem. On the contrary, it was rumored that the person in charge of Schiller was an infatuated kind of gossip, which made Oleg shaken and doubted his love for Alan. Suspicion is wrong.

Nicholas sighed, and the hand holding the wand fell weakly: "William is right, you are indeed more suitable for the position of power than him." Who would have thought that the combination of the Schiller family and Petrovic would The people in power attach great importance to marriage, which was a conspiracy from the very beginning!

"Not necessarily." Allen thought for a while, and said sincerely.This was the first time he generously admitted that in addition to his magical talent, William also had the ability to hold power. Anyway, the audience was a dying person, and he would never have a chance to spread his words.

"Are you going to kill her too?" Perhaps because he was doomed to lose, Nicholas suddenly became concerned about Anna, as if he finally wanted to be a competent father before he died.

Allen shook his head and smiled at him: "Don't worry, she is Petrovic's only heir now, I have to keep her well."

The word "only" stung Nicholas' nerves, reminding him of his youngest son Alyosha who might be lying in a pool of blood at this time.

A father's mind is too easy to guess. Alan looked at the pain that could not be concealed in his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and comforted: "Don't be too sad, I promise, you will see you again soon."

The drama ended, and Oleg's wand was hit by Bartholomo's spell, turning it into a pile of broken wood.The death curse passed through his chest, his shocked expression froze on his face, he collapsed and stopped breathing.At the last second of his life, he still couldn't believe that the "invisible man" Bartholomew who had been ignored by him would be the one who killed him.

Anna stood by, silent like a statue in front of the only audience, and was forced to watch Allen raise his wand and aim it at his father's chest.Her beautiful, hollow blue eyes were gradually clouded with mist, but she couldn't even shed tears because she couldn't control her body.

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The door of the hall finally opened slowly, and the Schillers all stood up straight, watching their young ruler and the expressionless butler come out together.There were two fresh corpses lying in the bright lights behind them, which looked very small in the huge hall.

Anna was still standing there, completely turned into a statue. At the last moment, Allen finally remembered that he still had a fiancée he had just engaged. He turned around and snapped his fingers at Anna. The simple instruction made her obediently go back to her room went.

Outside the window, Caesar's distorted corpse caught Allen's attention. He admired it for a moment and said to William, "Thank you."

William stood silently on the side, seemingly not interested in talking to him, Draco reminded: "Now it's your turn to fulfill your promise."

Allen smiled, and raised his right hand that had been hanging by his side. A severed finger was lying on the bloody palm, and the ring of Patriarch Petrovic was worn on it.

"I haven't found the spell to remove it yet, so I have to do this first." He explained casually, as if what he removed wasn't someone's finger, but an old thing of little value.

Schiller's lack of attention to blood made Draco frowned for the third time today, and he endured the nausea for the upcoming Arctic Circle route, and sent the agreement that had been drawn up with the Levitation Charm.Allen just glanced at it casually, and directly covered the blood on the severed finger with the Petrovic family emblem on the ring.

"William," he looked at the agreement in front of him, without sending it back to Draco immediately, he suddenly remembered something and said, "The one you just killed should be the last person in the Schiller family who is willing to ally with you."

The surroundings were quiet, and the smell of blood irritated everyone's noses.William and Draco stood in the middle of a circle of Schillers, surrounded by dozens or hundreds of wands.But even so, the two of them were still not nervous. William didn't even go to get the wand, just opened his arms empty-handed, looked at Allen with a smile, and almost sent an invitation to cast a spell.

Allen stared at him silently, and suddenly laughed after a while. "Just kidding." He said, sent the agreement back, glanced at the pendant on Draco's neck, and sighed regretfully.

"Do you remember why you came back?"

William raised his eyebrows: "Your engagement."

"That's right." Allen smiled: "So, it's time for you to leave."