Chapter 390 Rescue

"Mabel..."

A boy pulled the girl's sleeve and said, "Hailey...Hailey may have..."

The girl didn't say anything, but looked at Wade with stubborn and persistent eyes, her fists clenched tightly, and her thin body was like a volcano ready to erupt.

Wade asked, "Is Hailey also your companion?"

"Yes." Rita Skeeter said, "She is only nine years old... She was taken away about an hour ago."

Wade looked at their expressions and knew that these people were not lying, so he asked, "Do you know where she was taken?"

"I know." Mabel nodded vigorously, and said in a trembling voice, "I know the route."

"Michal."

Wade waved his hand, and the firebird suddenly appeared, flew back and forth above, tilted its head to look at Wade, and made a friendly cry.

"Protect Rita and these children, don't let anyone hurt them." Wade said.

Michal nodded, then fell between the railings above, and looked at the children below seriously.

Wade looked at Mabel and said, "Lead the way, let's go find the child."

"Follow me."

Mabel ran without hesitation, her long brown hair flying behind her.

Rita Skeeter watched the two people leave eagerly, wanting to call them to stop, but in the end she didn't speak.

When she heard the sound of the iron door closing automatically, she suddenly felt very insecure.

Rita Skeeter's magical ability was only focused on becoming an excellent gossip reporter. When it came to fighting, she was not even as good as some third-year students.

——Wade left, but Dumbledore should come soon, right? Probably?

After all, there are so many children here, the principal will definitely not ignore it.

But with so many people, how can they escape safely? No matter how powerful Dumbledore is, he can't summon a boat out of thin air, right?

If there are only three of them, it should be easy to escape...

Rita Skeeter couldn't help but have such thoughts, and at the same time she was deeply aware of her own meanness.

At the same time, she thought of something she dared not admit--

In Rita Skeeter's heart, she, Wade, and Dumbledore were all wizards, and should be considered "in the same group".

But those two people probably didn't think so...

Although they came to save her, if they had to make a choice, they would probably give priority to saving those younger children...

Thinking of the terrible Muggles on this island, and the help the children had given her in the past few days, Rita Skeeter bit her nails anxiously, and her nails, which had been carefully cared for, were gnawed into pits.

Suddenly, she heard a strange movement behind her. Rita Skeeter, who had been a little nervous recently, thought that the guards had woken up, and turned her head quickly--

"Bang!"

Blood splashed everywhere.

"Ah————"

Rita Skeeter couldn't help screaming.

The one who took the guard's stick from him and smashed his head with force was a red-haired boy in his teens. He looked back at Rita Skeeter expressionlessly.

Rita covered her mouth in horror.

Luke stood in front of her and said timidly in his usual fearful voice: "She is a wizard... She is different from those people."

The children in the same cell all stood in front of Rita, and their thin bodies were like a weak wall.

Rita Skeeter couldn't help but burst into tears and sobbed softly.

She was just hesitating whether to get rid of these "burdens", but they protected her again.

The red-haired boy turned his eyes away without saying a word, raised his baton high again, and smashed it down with all his strength!

"Bang!"

Rita confirmed that she heard the sound of bones breaking. She didn't dare to look again. She turned her head and looked at the dazzling and burning firebird for help.

Michal combed his "feathers" with his mouth.

Vade's order was only for it to protect the children and Rita Skeeter, not the guards.

Although Michal was not a human, it could also tell who its enemy was.

This firebird was born in a special environment. It is different from the phoenix. It loves destruction and has a disregard for life in its bones.

Rita asked for help but to no avail. She could only quietly shrink at the foot of the firebird, clinging to the railing, helplessly watching the scene in front of her.

Under the leadership of the red-haired boy, even the children who were still in the cell came out one after another. They swarmed up and began to attack other guards.

Hit with sticks, stabbed with knives, punched and kicked...

Some even lay on the ground like wild dogs, biting with their teeth full of resentment.

The scene was bloody and horrible for a while.

Rita Skeeter had to hold back to not vomit. She didn't dare to look, nor did she dare to close her eyes. She had an indescribable fear of these children in her heart.

Muggle... Is this also a Muggle...

Aren't Muggles supposed to be clumsy, stupid, always easily fooled, and unable to understand anything?

What's going on on this island?

Why are these Muggles so scary?

…

Although Mabel always pretended to be brave and strong, she actually had very poor physical strength. She was already out of breath after climbing two flights of stairs from the dungeon.

But she didn't dare to stop even a step - maybe a second's difference was the difference between life and death for Hailey.

Suddenly, she heard a very close voice: "Come up."

Mabel turned her head and saw Wade riding on a broom, holding out his hand to her.

That broom is actually floating in the air!

Mabel was extremely surprised, but she didn't hesitate. She took Wade's hand and jumped on the broom, sitting in front of him.

"You point the way." Wade said.

"Okay." Maybelle calmed down and pointed, "Fly to the right!"

Wade kicked his feet on the ground, and they flew out.

What he brought with him this time was a Firebolt that could reach speeds of up to 150 miles per hour.

But in a building, Vader naturally cannot fly very fast. Even so, it is much faster than Mabel running at full speed.

A ball of fire flashed out of the window, and the sound of glass exploding was heard all around.

After leaving the dungeon, Mabel discovered that the situation outside had undergone earth-shaking changes. Most of the base had been engulfed in flames. Many soldiers in black clothes fell to the ground, not knowing whether they were dead or alive.

"You really only have two people here?"

Facing the wind, she couldn't help but ask loudly.

"certainly."

Wade said, turning the broom in the direction Mabel pointed. After turning the corner, he saw several white coats running away with computers in their arms.

Those people were also shocked when they saw Wade, and hurriedly reached for their guns.

Vader waved his wand and several people fell down.

Seeing those people still moaning and struggling on the ground, Mabel quickly shouted: "Don't let them go, these guys are demons! They all deserve to die!"

"Don't worry, they can't escape!"

Wade said, but the broom did not stop.

Mabel heard the tinkling sound, and she turned her head hard, and saw some black marbles the size of beans falling to the ground and bouncing.

——Bomb?

She thought subconsciously, expecting those people to be blown to pieces.

Suddenly, the black marble quickly grew larger——

Transformed into mantises, centipedes, spiders and scorpion flies that were taller than humans.

Mabel's mouth dropped open.

A shrill scream came from behind.

The broom turned a corner and the scene over there was no longer visible. Mabel turned her head dully, her heart beating rapidly, sweat pouring out of the pores on her body, but her hands could only hold the broom stiffly.

"Maybell, which way should we go ahead? Maybelle?"

"Oh, oh... go left, make two left turns in a row, then go upstairs, turn right..."

Mabel stammered, breathing rapidly.

"Are you scared?" Vader consoled him, "Don't be afraid. Those insects that were just magnified by the spell will change back after a while."

"Insects?"

Maybelle thought: Isn't it some kind of prehistoric monster?

"Yes." Vader thought she was wondering why insects were used, and explained: "Dumbledore didn't let me kill him - I promised him."

"oh……"

Mabel responded suspiciously, wanting to say something but not knowing where to start.

Doesn’t using insects count as a killer?

The wizard's logic...isn't it a little strange...

Speaking of which, everything that happened today was so strange... It felt like a vivid dream, mixing her most fearful and longing scenes together...

Was the base really destroyed? Can they really be saved?

Is this person behind you real?

She looked at the empty corridor. The floor was strewn with papers and debris thrown by people as they fled. The glass was broken, the lights were out, and there were even blood stains on the walls and floor.

A man who had been shot lay leaning in the corner, his glasses slipped off, and he still had an incredible expression on his face.

Mabel remembered that man—how many times, she looked at him standing behind the glass curtain wall and said to the researcher in a consultative tone:

"The experimental effect is not obvious. How about increasing the portion size?"

"The blood seems to be nothing special. Can I draw the bone marrow again?"

"I hope I can do a few more comparative experiments. It doesn't matter if it fails. They are all consumables anyway, and new ones will be sent next month."

Mabel pinched herself hard, and the pain made her burst into tears.

It doesn't seem like a dream.

She stretched out her hand again, as if she wanted to verify Vader's authenticity.

Although Vader rode the same broom with her, he actually remained vigilant and never took off his wire cloak.

Seeing Mabel holding out her fingers towards him with a dazed expression, as if she wanted to pinch him, Wade immediately warned:

"If you lay a hand on me, I will throw you down - did you forget that we are on the way to rescue Hailey?"

"Hailey!"

Maybelle woke up from a dream and finally returned to her normal state.

"The door here needs to scan the eyes of the person inside to open it. We need to find a guy wearing green surgical clothes..."

Before Mabel could finish her words, she saw that the metal door in front of her that was supposed to be locked was open a crack, and a series of bloody footprints on the ground extended messily from the inside out.

Mabel suddenly had a very bad premonition in her heart. She jumped off the broom, rolled around on the ground, then got up on her hands and knees and rushed into the door.

Ved looked at the bloody footprints on the ground and saw that they were all the size of an adult, so he threw out another handful of black marbles.

A dozen insects quickly grew larger, and with a point of Ved's wand, these guys followed the direction of the footprints with a click.

As he walked into the room, he heard Mabel screaming, which was hard to tell whether it was pain or fear.

Ved walked in quickly and first saw several conveyor belts that looked like assembly line factories. After seeing the objects on them clearly, he realized that this was a "processing plant" that used humans as raw materials.

He remembered what the administrator had confessed before -

"Blood, organs, bone marrow, skin... anything... As long as someone can afford the price, we can provide it... There are also people who specialize in collecting bones and eyes... especially sphenoid bones..."

On the conveyor belt, a head with its sphenoid bone removed was placed casually. Perhaps it was about to be "processed", but it was stopped halfway by a sudden power outage.

When Mabel was on the verge of collapse, she saw the hair on it, took a deep breath, pressed her chest, and said with difficulty while breathing:

"No... He is not Haley... Haley, Haley may still be alive... I must find her..."

She ran two steps and suddenly fell down, her whole body twitching violently, her hands tightly grasping her neck, and she gasped like a dehydrated fish.

Wade hurriedly approached, took out a bottle of healing potion and poured it into her, used the immobilization spell to stop the girl's twitching, and then pulled her hands apart to take a look.

Mabel wore a black collar around her neck, which was almost embedded in the flesh. At this time, it was making a buzzing sound, and even the smell of burnt flesh could be faintly smelled.

Her neck was almost all covered with this bright red burn, which looked like blood flowing out after being beheaded at first glance, very scary.

Wade frowned, pointed his wand, and the collar made a "click" sound. It didn't break, but there were a few more cracks on it.

But the buzzing sound stopped, Mabel took a deep breath, and then started to cough violently.

Wade was about to continue to open the collar for her, but the girl pushed him hard.

"Don't, don't worry about me... go find Haley..."

"... OK, be careful."

Wade knew that he couldn't waste time, so he put down two little puppets beside her, and then quickly ran to one end of the room.

- If one end of the conveyor belt is connected to the place where corpses are handled, then the other end is naturally connected to the place where surgery is performed.

He pushed the door open with a "clang", passed through a place full of picture books and old toys, and then passed through an empty operating room, and then in the third room, he finally saw a figure.

On the blood-stained bed, the girl who had been disemboweled lay there, as pale as a paper man.

She looked so small and so weak, as if her soul had gone to another world, leaving only a porcelain body.

Wade was stunned.

Although he didn't actually have any expectations, the scene in front of him still had a great impact on him.

He was stunned for a moment, and suddenly found that... the girl's eyelids trembled very weakly.

...

"Cough cough cough cough..."

Mabel lay on the ground, coughing hard. She tried to stand up, but failed.

She didn't understand why she became so weak - her heart beat as if it was going to burst out of her chest, she had no strength in her body, her mouth was dry, her head was dizzy, and it was extremely difficult to breathe.

Suddenly, Mabel stopped struggling and turned to look to the side.

"Dingling..."

She heard a series of familiar rings.