Chapter 333: Cutting Out the Roots

A huge paleness appeared on little Aiken's stiff face. Even in his limp state, he could not believe the situation before him.

"You, you...how is it possible..." He squeezed out a few words through his teeth with all his strength.

Sean squatted on the ground with a curious expression on his face, like a child staring at ants.

"I have only one thing to say about your plan: crude."

Sean was squatting half a meter away from little Aiken. He didn't come any closer, just looking playful.

"I have to say, I was really confused at first. It was unreasonable for you to help Umbridge but let her fall into my trap. I even thought about whether you should concentrate on dealing with Grindelwald. ? However, if you think about it, you and your old father are both smart people who are not that smart. You know that you are vulnerable to Grindelwald, so your target must be on me."

Sean seemed to have started talking, and the more he talked, the happier he became.

"It's very simple when you think about it. You don't care about the situation at Hogwarts or Umbridge's work progress. You just want me to die. Everything you do is for me."

"Tsk, let me think about it -" Sean looked like he was thinking, and clapped his hands after a moment, "You were not there when Umbridge and Malfoy had a conflict that day. You must have expected that I would notice something was wrong and then Come to you, you just need to put on a show to arouse my curiosity - I think someone is mixed up in Malfoy's team, right? As long as I don't follow Malfoy, he will notify You, then just stay in an uninhabited corner that is easy to find and wait for me to eavesdrop."

As Sean's cheerful voice fell, little Aiken's face became paler and his teeth clenched together desperately.

Sean was still talking to himself: "You threw out the news about Grindelwald, the strange things about the Ministry of Magic, and even the things that were wrong in Nurmengard to increase credibility - of course It’s believable, because there is a high probability that all of this is true.”

"Including the day before yesterday, you told me that Rookwood was arrested. This was also to attract my attention. You know me well, know that I don't like this closed information environment, and know that I will find ways to learn more—— You are drawing my attention to the Ministry of Magic."

"At this time, I will definitely find an [internal player] to get the information - Tsk, you are wearing magic tools and are very defensive of me, I will definitely not pick you. Then there is only one person left. Umbridge."

At this point, little Aiken was about to break his teeth, and the viciousness in his eyes almost overflowed.

"When did you know..." he asked painfully and angrily.

Sean smiled slightly: "Just use your brain to reason. And you are really too anxious, and the plan is so rough. Look, you also specifically told me that you were going to leave Hogwarts. Isn't this just reminding me? ——I’m not in the castle, so hurry up and attack Umbridge!”

"To be honest, my sister's acting skills when she wants to eat one more ice cream are better than yours - although your emotional expressions are very good, but ah, people's eyes can't deceive... you really want to kill Kill me."

Blood was slowly oozing from the corners of little Aiken's mouth, and his teeth had bitten his lip.

"You, you...impossible! If you knew I was going to do this, why did you touch Umbridge's memory! And how could your Dark Mark be removed!" Little Aiken seemed to not believe in evil, and fought hard Destined to find Sean's flaw.

Sean blinked at him: "I won't touch Umbridge's memory. Will you bring someone here? Isn't this to make you more confident? Moreover, I also need some witnesses, both sides, black and white. Both parties need it. By the way—"

Sean showed his white teeth: "I covered it with two layers of memory. The bottom layer of memory where I 'accidentally' exposed the Dark Mark because of the pain of the quill was also fake. I used another layer of fake memory. To cover this false memory - look, didn’t you just take the bait? Do you think I’m covering up the Dark Mark~"

Besides, my Dark Mark was free to hide... Sean didn't say this.

Except for Bella, all the Death Eaters believed that the Dark Mark could not be hidden. Of course, it just depended on whether Sean wanted to or not.

Little Aiken's eyes were almost bulging out, and beads of sweat were falling from his forehead along the bulging veins. He looked to the other side of the corridor, which was the way he came, and there was even confusion in his eyes.

"How is it possible...how is it possible..."

Sean smiled and said: "Nothing is impossible. To be honest, my illusion spell is very powerful, a very powerful one - the person you brought is staring at my fake body."

To be precise, he used the Illusion Spell enhanced by Hermione's echo. Sean was very confident, at the level of Grindelwald.

"Then, then I..." Little Aiken tried his best to move, but failed to get any physical feedback.

"Oh, this? You must be surprised. You are not carrying a defensive magic item, and you will not eat any untrustworthy food. How could you be knocked down by me so suddenly?"

Sean smiled and clenched his fist and put the ring in front of little Aiken. There was a dark round pupil inside, but little Aiken didn't feel sleepy at all.

"Look, I also guessed it... You were tricked by me once when you were in Nurmengard. You will definitely be on guard against hypnotic magic. Let me take a look, tsk, are there colored contact lenses? The kind with magic ?The Aiken family is really heroic."

"you you……"

Sean snapped his fingers: "It's yours, what about a lot of magic props? You certainly don't have a high-level Potions professor who will put you in solitary confinement as soon as he deserts - you put it in Umri I tampered with the black gem in Qi's office. Oh my god, you didn't think no one noticed that thing, did you? Of course, this is only part of the gas potion, and the incense you smell today is another part, hehe , I just put it in. The combination of the two is a gas potion with a powerful paralyzing effect. Obviously, it is only effective for you."

Thanks to Snape's Potions Notes, Sean not only saved his Potions class score, but also mastered a lot of weird poisoning methods.

It has to be said that poisoning is much easier than brewing potion.

The side of little Aiken's face was pressed against the cold stone slab, his chest was heaving violently, and there was despair in his eyes.

Sean turned his head, his smiling eyes gradually lowered, and his voice became cold.

"Reacted? You are thinking the same as me. You are too weak, and you also know that you are too weak. When we first met, at least your magic power exceeded mine, but after such a long time, you have not made any progress. , even just a little bit. The only place where you have improved is in your originally poor brain. You are finally smarter! Although this plan is rough, at least it is a plan, right?"

"It's a pity that you can only rely on external forces, that's why you found so many people - how great, they can now provide me with a perfect alibi."

Little Aiken closed his eyes completely, seeming to have completely resigned himself to his fate.

But Sean just sneered and patted his cheek hard.

"Open your eyes and see what this is?" He held up an earring, a bracelet, a necklace, and even took off the decorative buttons on the waistband of little Aiken's trousers.

Little Aiken couldn't hold back at all now. He opened his mouth slightly, his pupils were shrinking and dilating due to shock and panic, but he could only make an indescribable whimpering sound from his throat.

"Tsk, tsk, this earring should have an automatic recording spell, very similar to a camera? The bracelet is a recovery type. Look at the fluctuation of magic power. It's not cheap, right? The necklace and this thing are trigger-type defensive magic props, right? You can fight back. Fortunately, I didn't do anything just now. Should you applaud my wit? Oh, I almost forgot, it probably also has the function of sending messages - if I use violence or magic on you."

Between Sean's fingers, a tiny bird snake slowly coiled up.

"Many people only know that Xiu Xiu is a good thief, but few people know that a very obedient and intelligent bird snake that can shrink its body at will is the top thief."

Sean stood up, and then kicked little Aiken hard in the face. His teeth and blood flew into his eyes.

"Do you think I have a hobby of explaining things to others? Do you think you are the only one delaying time? The despair and humiliation between life and death is well played, but it's a pity that my little Nadja is not slow to touch things."

There are no magic waves, no responsive props.

Little Aiken lay trembling on the ground like a crippled dead dog. He made painful sounds in his throat, which seemed to be begging for mercy and also seemed to be insulting.

Sean raised his eyelids, then stripped little Aiken naked and threw him into the ring.

"Soul out of body ()"

Little Aiken finally got his wand back, but his eyes were dull, and he kept pressing the tip of the wand against his temple, and the memory silver was being pulled out.

Sean put the silver catkin into the pensieve. After a while, he raised his head.

Just now, he asked little Aiken to extract all the important memories by himself. If Sean is willing, he can now transform into the real Fabian Aiken.

Of course, before Sean can move on to anything more, the waste that has been drained of all its value needs to be disposed of.

He looked at little Aiken who was slumped on the ground, his eyes dull.

Dave was looking at the other person curiously, saliva dripping all over his face.

"Dave——" Sean's voice became stern, "Did I say that you are not allowed to eat human brains, especially the rotten brains of such idiots?"

"No, no, I'm just taking a look and smelling it - do you want me to help you bite him to death?!" Dave's thoughts came to him.

"If you don't worry, go back to sleep." Sean said angrily, "The food environment is very important. What should I do if I have diarrhea? And I warn you again, if you eat human brains, you are not allowed to use them again. Your head rubbed against mine.”

"Wrong, wrong, I won't eat if I don't want to eat." Dave glanced at little Aiken reluctantly, quickly jumped back and transformed into a thorn sheath, and landed steadily in Sean's hand.

That's pretty much it... Sean flicked Dave around like a yo-yo, then casually raised his wand at little Aiken.

He lifted the Imperius Curse.

Little Aiken's eyes began to turn white due to excessive memory extraction, but his strong will to survive still allowed him to make his final voice.

"I, I can tell you...all my habits, all my secrets...aren't you going to pretend to be me to get inside?"

Little Aiken weakly raised his hand and put it on his head. He tore his hair like crazy, but his soft hands did not support such an action.

He was almost crazy with anxiety, and he just kept gesturing to Sean: "Look, look, I'll give you my hair, all of it, you can use Polyjuice Potion, I know..."

"Shh..." Sean stretched out a finger and gently put it to his lips. He squatted down and smiled, "Don't make any noise."

He was as gentle as lulling an unreasonable child to sleep.

Little Aiken lowered his weak hands in a daze and looked at him with begging and humble eyes.

"Really, you can't imagine my kindness... you can actually die while maintaining your sanity..." Sean chuckled.

"combustficus"

Red flames happily came out of little Aiken's seven orifices.

The little fire man who collapsed on the ground finally regained some strength due to the severe stimulation. Endless pain came, but he could only make a shapeless roar.

"Tsk, I'm satisfied to see you so desperate." Sean clapped softly.

Black smoke rose into the air, and Pudding the Cat and Leopard stood leaning against the table. The two paws on its abdomen held the little Airwing and turned it around to prevent its young mind from being irritated.

Then there are two paws on it, one paw is throwing chicken legs into its own mouth, and the other paw is throwing small fish to the little airwing.

When there was only ashes left on the ground, the cat and the bird burped simultaneously.

Sean waved his hand: "You can play by yourself for a while, and I will bring you delicious food tomorrow."

"Great!"

The cat leopard, air-winged bird, basilisk, bird snake, and curled-winged demon all let out happy shouts.

No one took another look at the black ashes on the ground.

Sean was not in a hurry to return to Umbridge's office. He had already obtained enough information from Aiken's memory as a child.

The leader of the escort actually received a sponsorship fee from the Aiken family every year, and the two of them had discussed their retreat before coming - although little Aiken was full of confidence.

Sean still had at least two hours to do what he wanted to do, and the escort would be there to hold him back.

Sean waved his wand at himself, and after a moment of distortion, a sullen Fabian Aiken appeared in the corridor.

It has to be said that the Aiken family is indeed wealthy and has actually prepared several door keys for him to escape.

Among them, there is a new manor that leads directly to the Aiken family.

That new manor where Sean already knew all the secret passages, entry and exit codes, and magic keys.

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