Chapter 1383 ?

Graves appeared in the urban area of ​​Raccoon City adjacent to the Atre Mountains. There are only scattered lights here, and the neighborhood is quiet except for the vomiting and noise from some drunks and homeless people.

Graves casually pulled towards his neck, throwing away the useless Portkey in his hand.

And those masked wizards in some shadows saw his figure before and quickly surrounded him, it seems that they have been waiting for a long time.

After confirming that Graves was coming alone, they pulled down the hoods on their heads, untied their veils and masks, and silently bowed and saluted. It seemed that when they raised their heads, Rabastan, Yaxley and others were revealed. The faces of the Death Eaters - one of them even looked exactly like Stiff Graves's.

"Master, those wizards who withdrew from the operation have all been sent back to their homes, and they all used an extra one to forget everything." Yaxley said in a rough voice, with a bit of malice in his tone, "In order to ensure the effect , every wizard has cleared their memory at least three times...although this will cause them some sequelae."

"Today's harvest makes those things no longer need to be kept secret, but it's good...but next time you guys remember to get rid of this bad habit of taking unnecessary actions...at least for now..." Graves nodded indifferently, waved his hand and rejected the other A water bottle was handed over by Graves, and he frowned and stared at him for a while, "You should be grateful for my kindness and your luck...I still need you to prove that you are still alive when you are divined..."

Graves, who looked more serious, nodded solemnly: "Thank you for your kindness, my master..."

This Voldemort disguised as Graves ignored his impostor, and then looked at the members of the Lestrange family, "How about the things I prepared for your life?"

"Thanks to the master, I... overcame many difficulties, avoided the Magic Congress of America, and found a healthy adult Thunderbird from Arizona." Labastan opened the suitcase he was carrying, and a beetle flew out of it. Hermione's Cotton is a little smaller, and the Thunderbird in shackles.

The Thunderbird, which grew up in Arizona, where the Thunderbird was originally from, was restricted in its movements. Although it looked a little tired, compared with those of the same kind that were smuggled to various parts of the world, it did not appear to be hurt or tortured, and it was still very majestic. .

Yaxley also couldn't wait to reveal his achievements: "I also arranged a few extra layers for the base's defense prophecy, master..."

"Very well, I know your loyalty, it's a beautiful thing to do." Graves stared at the giant bird with cold eyes, and after affirming with satisfaction, he lazily took out the A few potion bottles taken from the underground laboratory, "Control this Thunderbird, before the sun rises, I want to see it spread these potions to every corner of Raccoon City..."

Labastan carefully took the spiral potions, looked up carefully at the Dark Lord who spoke better than before,

With a hoarse voice, he boldly asked: "Master, I will personally ride a broom to ensure this, but master... what effect does this potion have? Is there anything worth noting?"

"At that time, you can see for yourself... that Alan Harris' friend Ian will fulfill the wish of the missing Graves..." Graves in Voldemort's disguise snorted, with one corner of his mouth curled up, showing a sarcasm With a smile, "Alan Harris, that hypocrite, what he does behind the scenes is much more evil than me... But this thing is very suitable for our concept... Now let's temporarily go to the new base to lurk..."

It was already early morning on the European side, and Harris Castle in the floating city was quiet, but this quietness was quickly broken by the events on the American side.

The sensory imprint on his arm woke up Allen from his sleep. After learning the news that someone had broken into the underground laboratory of the American branch, Allen, who usually had to sleep in for a long time before going to school, quickly got up from the double bed.

Glancing at Luna who was sleeping with the quilt twisted in her arms like a twist, she pulled out the quilt on her side and flattened it to cover her body, and gently put her bare arms into the quilt. Qingmeng, who seemed to disturb the other party, was hugged by Luna in her sleep.

After spending more than ten seconds trying to break free with his movements as gently as possible, Allen looked at the drooling Luna with some doubts, tucked her quilt again, turned and walked into the shadows, and teleported to the U.S. umbrella In the underground experiment of the branch.

The underground laboratory was in a mess, those werewolves and wizards sucked dry by leeches, and the inhuman monsters killed by Graves fell to the ground in disorder, shattered glass, collapsing shelves, splattered blood... Waiting for Ai Lun glanced at it casually, frowned, and started walking up the stairs and out of the ground, only to meet Hermione who also rushed over.

The umbrella president greeted Allen apologetically, then pursed her lips and folded her arms. The chaos on the side of the mansion caused a cloud of anger to surge in her heart.

The security director of the branch also came over. He had a red palm mark on his face. Seeing the two leaders who just came over at this time, he could only bite the bullet and lower his head and follow them to introduce that he was broken into tonight. specific circumstances.

"Why didn't you report it until now?" Hermione asked angrily.

"The first thing they attacked was the foreign mansion, which has always been more conspicuous, and it is inevitable that some intruders will target it..." The supervisor seemed a little worried that Hermione would slap him like Penello just now, and some support He hesitated and said: "At the beginning, they showed no signs of attacking the underground research institute, so we took them as ordinary commercial spies breaking in... Only later did we find out that someone was hiding on the side while wearing an invisibility cloak. ...and the individual strength of these intruders exceeded our expectations, and when we reacted and wanted to stop them, they had already completed this series of actions."

"Who are these intruders? Do they have clues?" Anger made Hermione's brown eyes brighter.

"We've caught a few intruders..." The executive seemed even more nervous, and finally he took a deep breath and said without concealing it, "Sorry, President Granger, we caught a lot of them, but we didn't expect there to be any. They even swallowed the portkeys... so when the time is up..." He paused, "This is not the UK, we don't have law enforcement powers, so we can't directly torture and extract confessions like the armed forces of the red umbrella department in the UK, but Miss Rivat has arrived first, and she is going to secretly take Legilimency..." The supervisor looked a little ashamed, he lowered his head and said cautiously, "According to the usual practice, we will finally send the intruder to the Magic Congress Deal with...but this time?"

"These people are of no value, just go as usual." Alan's side was still a little embarrassed because Hermione was still ignorant of some of the experiments here... Thinking of this, she looked up, and finally fixed her eyes on Four Eyes.

The four eyes that had been prepared for this had received the signal, and the eyes behind her glasses turned half a circle, took the initiative to take a half step forward, lowered her head as if she had done something wrong, and said in a deep voice: "I'm sorry, young master. , Ms. Granger, in order to speed up the development progress... without permission, we used capital criminals and those werewolves who intentionally spread lycanthropy to innocent people to conduct experiments..."

"Many of these experimental subjects were caught by me...I also did the experiments myself..." A female voice sounded from the side, and the doctor with his hair combed meticulously and with a big back took the initiative to share the responsibility, "I also used some extreme methods for fun. ...The intruder discovered this time, I'm afraid it will bring trouble to the umbrella and the young master..."

Hermione's shrunken front teeth bit her lower lip. Although she hadn't seen the scene with her own eyes, she could somewhat imagine what happened to Umbridge. She looked up at Alan because of her eagerness to come. Her hair still looked a little messy, guilt and self-blame made her sound muffled: "I'm sorry, Alan, you gave me all the umbrellas, and I didn't supervise well...I'm ashamed of your trust..."

With short hair, a petite figure, and a face with four eyes that never smile, the self-blame is so real: "Miss Granger...it's all because of me, I shouldn't have agreed to take a vacation with the fat man...if I came here yesterday ..."

"You have done well enough, and there has never been absolute safety..." Allen stretched out his hand to hug each other, and gently smoothed Hermione's frown, "And it's really not your fault, nor Blame Four Eyes and the doctor, pack up the things here and bring them back to England, and I'll tell you when I come down...huh?"

Allen, who was holding Hermione, saw from behind the other party the abnormal dark clouds and heavy rain over the city far below the mountain. The pupil of his left eye shrank rapidly, revealing a large area of ​​white, leaving only a small pupil in the middle.

After only a few glances, Allen's calm expression just now became very ugly at this moment. He looked four times and then at the Muggle cities up and down, as if hesitating to say something, but in the end he let He pursed his lips and sighed, "Jizela, forget it, don't clean it up, just burn this, deal with it as soon as possible, and take everyone back to the floating city." He let go of the witch in his arms, " Hermione, I will go back a little bit in advance, don't worry, you can go back with Penello later."

Seeming to be a little anxious, Alan didn't wait for a response after finishing speaking, turned around and stepped into a shadow, and returned to the room where he slept just now, but at this time, there was no one in the warm blanket on the bed.