Chapter 235 Wolf

In the tent on the other side, Barrow Foley was making some preparations before the game. His father, Benedict Foley, was thinking about something with a serious face.

It was not until Barrow put on the magic robe with the help of the manservant that Benedict looked up and said, "Remember, Barrow, this game is crucial. It is not only about your reputation, but also about the reputation of the Foley family."

"I know." Barrow replied impatiently. Since his opponent Xing Ze became the hero who saved Ravenscar Village, the threshold of their house has been almost trampled by people from major families.

These people certainly did not come for his family, they came to ensure that Xing Ze would lose today's duel.

So, Barrow Foley got a better wand, which was several levels better than the one he used before. He had to spend a day to adapt to this powerful wand.

In addition, his robes also changed, becoming lighter, but the defense power increased instead of decreasing, and could even resist some low-level spells.

Most importantly, those families found a duel champion to train him for a short period of time, which greatly improved his spell casting speed and spell power.

The curtain of the tent was drawn open, and an old wizard with a cane walked in. He coughed a few times and said, "I hope you are ready, Barrow."

"Of course, Mr. Avery." Barrow Foley replied respectfully.

Andrew Avery, the current patriarch of the Avery family, is also the representative elected by those families who want Xing Ze to be ruined.

The yew wood wand in Barrow's hand came from his family. It was an ancient wand passed down from generation to generation in the Avery family, and the wand core was a dragon heartstring. The effect of the combination of the two is quite significant.

Barrow even felt that he could challenge Filius Flitwick, the former duel champion, not to mention an oriental wizard.

Old Avery frowned with some dissatisfaction. He saw through the young man's mind at a glance. Just like his impulsive son, Barrow Foley was arrogant and blind.

He had no idea what he was fighting against. Just opposite this tent, three hundred feet away, sat a man who had single-handedly wiped out more than a hundred followers of the Sabbat Cult.

Although he received a report that the more than a hundred followers were mainly Muggles and Squibs. But the Eastern wizard's record was not limited to these.

At least five people from the House of the Undertaker's Killer were killed by him, in addition to Manny, a high-ranking madman of the Sabbat Cult.

And their allies must have concealed something, because Ms. Elaine, who had been in contact with them, disappeared, and was replaced by the reborn Father Corbett, or Edward Mendes.

Now his name is Harvey, and his identity is a freelance painter. Of course, none of this is important. What is important is that his old friend has been on the blacklist of the International Magic Committee and is being wanted worldwide.

According to the information he obtained from his spies in the Ministry of Magic, it was not Scrimgeour or Amelia Bones who put forward the wanted list for him, but this Eastern wizard. This made old Avery interested.

Although this Oriental had made a big splash in the winery incident before, in Avery's opinion, it was just luck.

Wax Face's ascension plan was originally an experiment between them and the Sabbat Cult. The experiment was not very successful. Even if the Ministry of Magic and the Church did not take action, Wax Face would eventually die from an explosion.

His body simply could not withstand so much dream magic, or original magic. So, the longer the time drags on, the weaker Wax Face's ability will be.

From the data collected throughout the battle, the facts are consistent with this inference. When he was first born, his body was at its peak and could easily defeat Scrimgeour, Bishop Jacob and others.

But as the battle dragged on, he eventually died at the hands of the Oriental. Therefore, it was not the Oriental who defeated Wax Face, but time and luck.

Old Avery sighed, and he remembered the meeting with Harvey the day before yesterday. Although the cooperation between the Sabbat Cult and the Invisible Church was as fragile as a candle in the wind, both sides got what they needed.

Moreover, the progress on the perfect body has made great progress, and Mendes' return is the best example.

It is precisely because of this that the meeting that day was not as tense as usual. But there is one thing that makes old Avery feel very strange. Whenever he mentions this oriental wizard, Mendes will deliberately change the topic.

You know, in addition to discussing the next cooperation plan between the two organizations, Avery also intends to ask Mendes about some things about the oriental wizard.

In view of Mendes' attitude, combined with the previous wanted matter, Avery inferred that his old friend must know something, but did not want to tell him.

So, after the meeting, old Avery immediately made the worst plan. Yes, the young oriental man is a disaster, and they have always underestimated him.

But this cannot be blamed on anyone. If you have to find a reason. Then you can only blame the oriental wizard for being too low-key. Even after the winery incident, he did not appear in any official reports and commendations.

He was like an invisible man, secretly investigating everything. Avery had reason to believe that the guy was only the iron gate outside his manor away from them.

When he thought of this, he shuddered slightly and looked up in the direction of the tent. He never liked the feeling of being exposed. But the Oriental man was knocking down the wall they had erected, and holding a shining wand to illuminate all the darkness.

Ah——Old Avery sighed in his heart. He should have paid attention to it earlier. Whether it was last year's Quidditch game, the incident in the Forbidden Forest, or the rumors among the underground organizations, there was the figure of the Oriental wizard.

He was like a ghost, erratic and elusive. Like a hound hidden in the shadows, no, it was a wolf, a wolf following its prey.

What was it? What made me ignore him? Was it his forbearance and low-key? Or was it the arrogance and stubbornness in the bones of British wizards that made me disdain to look at him? Or both.

But even so, when the cruel facts were in front of them, Barrow and his son Jamie still chose to despise him.

So today, this Oriental wizard must be eliminated, eliminate this disturbing existence.

Avery waved to Benedict, who immediately stood up and walked over.

"I'll have to trouble you to give me a ride. You know I have difficulty walking."

Benedict nodded and said, "Of course, Mr. Avery."

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