[Comprehensive] The Wizard and the Fugitive

The back of the banquet hall happened to be a dark alley, and Moriarty escaped through the secret door all the way, and soon disappeared in the darkness.William and Draco followed, a silent tracking spell following Moriarty's trail, leading them into the darkness.

After a few turns, the surrounding environment became familiar, and it happened to be Diagon Alley where Draco often came to practice black magic.

London is overcast tonight, and the sweltering air heralds a heavy rain.A full moon was completely covered by the clouds, and Diagon Alley, which had no street lights, was plunged into darkness. It was eerie and eerie like a scene in a Muggle ghost movie.

"Glitter!" Draco raised his wand, looking at the surrounding buildings that had just started renovation.The still wet paint on the walls added dampness to the sweltering heat, making it suffocating.

"It's impossible." Draco frowned, carefully discerning everything around him, and made sure that they were really standing on the cobblestone road in Diagon Alley, and the distance of just a few turns had already crossed half of London.

William knelt down, touched the dark brown marks on the slate with his fingers, and said, "It's dragon's blood."

"What?" Draco turned to look at him.

William explained: "There is a magic circle here, it should be specially prepared for us."

Moriarty wasn't running away at all, but was specifically luring them to Diagon Alley, stepping into the trap that had been arranged long ago.The famous counseling criminal obviously grasped everyone's psychology very accurately. He knew that Sherlock must not care about him now, and only wanted to save Watson, so he would stay in the banquet hall.In order to protect him, Denis, who is a purebred vampire, had better stay behind, and only William and Draco would chase him out.After entering Diagon Alley, William will definitely find the magic circle, and then discover that they were lured out on purpose.But by this time the matter was a foregone conclusion, and Moriarty was ahead, they would not give up the opportunity to solve the trouble completely, and they would definitely continue to catch up.At that time, the magic circle on the ground will show another effect. If they continue to move forward, they will be separated in a short time and enter a completely different space.

Unfortunately, reality is never as perfect as the plan.The person who drew this magic circle didn't think that the second layer of the magic circle would be seen by William, and the plan was seen through right from the beginning.

"In order to deal with me, the Ministry of Magic really spent a lot of money." Draco shook his head, his tone helpless.

He knew that his growth was completed in the Muggle world, and wizards didn't know much about the current Master Malfoy, and they probably still looked at him with the old eyes of a year ago.Today, the Ministry of Magic can take the time to arrange such a play for him, and the determination to solve him can be said to be very firm.

William knelt down halfway, and pressed his palm on the dragon's blood. A faint golden light lit up from under his palm, and the entire magic circle gradually emerged.He squinted his eyes, looked carefully at the runes on it, clapped his hands and stood up.

"This magic circle is not difficult to break." He said and raised his wand, but Draco took his arm and shook his head.

"According to the arrangement of the Ministry of Magic, you go after Moriarty, and I will stay." Draco said, "Since this game is prepared for me, how can I be absent?"

William moved his hands and found that Draco was holding on tightly, and he couldn't break free without using force, so he could only helplessly say, "This is not a game."

"Of course not." Draco shrugged, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "I have to let them know that if they have to stand against Malfoy, they have to be more serious."

William looked up and looked around. He couldn't see anything clearly in the darkness of Diagon Alley, but he could feel the agitation of magic power hidden in the night.There must be a lot of people waiting in ambush here, waiting to attack Draco after William left.The Ministry of Magic was clearly serious enough about Malfoy.

"Don't worry, I can take care of it." Draco pulled out the silver snake pendant hidden under his shirt, kissed his lips lightly, and looked at William with a smile in his blue-gray eyes: "You protect me .”

William frowned, and before he had time to say anything, he heard rustling sounds coming from the depths of the alley, as if some reptile was slowly approaching.He turned around and saw that the giant snake's bloody mouth just rushed out of the darkness and attacked the two of them.

Everything happened too fast and too suddenly, William pushed Draco away reflexively, raised his wand to face the snake's mouth, and the death curse passed through the snake's eyes accurately.

The huge and bulky body of the giant snake fell to the ground with a bang, and only then did he realize that the snake had grown bigger, but it was actually not poisonous at all, and it might be a pet of some Slytherin family.

William turned around suddenly, and the place where Draco stood was blank.All the magic power around him disappeared, and within a few steps, he was separated from Draco in two different spaces as planned by the Ministry of Magic.

He raised his wand, just about to forcibly break through the interference of the magic circle, but remembered what Draco said before, and slowly put down his wand.

"It seems that you are quite at ease with him." Someone behind him said with a low laugh.

William turned around, and Moriarty, with his hands in his pockets, was leaning casually against the wall and looking at him.

"I've read a lot of reports about Malfoy. His strength should not be very good." Moriarty tilted his head, looked at him in confusion, and made an exaggerated sudden realization a few seconds later. : "By the way! He is your apprentice, and he is probably very different from the young master in the past. It should be the Ministry of Magic that should be careful about him."

"It's better for you to worry about yourself first." He said indifferently, the wand was already aimed at Moriarty's chest: "This time it's not just about memory magic."

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On the other side, Draco was pushed away a few steps by William, and finally stepped into the trap specially prepared for him.

A dozen or so wizards in black cloaks came out of the darkness and surrounded him.Those people were fully armed, with no skin exposed at all, but Draco still clearly recognized each of the familiar figures. They were all Kingsley's confidant Oro.

"Mr. Minister, I didn't expect that I could work for you to make a trip in person." Draco's eyes rested on one of the wizards, and he joked with a smile. He was not at all nervous because of the disparity in the number of people on both sides, but recognized it accurately. Kingsley mixed in.

He was so confident that the Aurors from the Ministry of Magic lost their initial confidence and stared at him vigilantly, as if he had some terrible trump card.

"He's just bluffing," Kingsley said loudly, drawing his wand first and throwing a Killing Curse at Draco.

"Attacking legal citizens will be punished." Draco easily dodged and reminded at the same time.

Kingsley laughed sarcastically: "We all know how you obtained your legal status."

Draco raised his eyebrows: "Really? What do you know?"

"Memory modification spell." Kingsley twitched the corner of his mouth: "How is it? The sequelae are still not healed!"

Draco was only surprised for a moment, and immediately understood that Moriarty should have opened Kingsley's thinking, so that his unturned mind could also think of the magic of memory modification.

He laughed indifferently, pretending to be innocent on purpose: "You really know how to joke, who would have black hands on your own memory."

"I didn't come here to argue with you today." While speaking, Kingsley's second Killing Curse had already chased Draco away, and more than a dozen Oros shot at the same time, Draco instantly fell into a passive position.

However, the people in the Ministry of Magic did not expect that William, who had always been conniving to Draco, would never give up on black arts training.The actual combat in Diagon Alley had taught Draco how to fight back in a siege.The Aurors clearly surrounded him, but they couldn't hit him. Instead, he kept taking advantage of loopholes and fell to the ground injured.

Kingsley stood silently on the periphery, watching Draco gradually change from passive to active, gaining the upper hand, slowly losing vigilance, and finally raised the corners of his mouth.

He quietly took out a dragon skin pocket from the cloak, black smoke drifted out from it, and went towards Draco silently under the cover of night.