Chapter 104

"So you're saying that the dark wizard is an Animagus?"

A tall wizard with brown hair sat opposite Professor McGonagall.

The voice was low and serious.

He tapped his fingers on the arm of the chair.

There was a strong look of vigilance on his face.

Professor McGonagall frowned.

There was a bit of impatience in his tone.

"No, Scrimgeour! I've said it many times. He used microstructure transformation, a special magic that almost no one in the wizarding world studies. It is completely different from the traditional Animagus transformation. system."

The wizard named Scrimgeour frowned even more.

There was a hint of suspicion in his eyes.

"But you also said that the owl that attacked Harry Potter when he was at Hogwarts had been killed by his own spell. In this case, how could it still appear here?"

Professor McGonagall was speechless for a moment.

Deep confusion also appeared between his eyebrows.

"Yes, it stands to reason. But the problem is that the body of the owl was not found at that time."

Scrimgeour's eyes suddenly became sharp.

"Not found? Why?"

Professor McGonagall sighed softly.

His expression was complicated.

"Because the body was handled by our Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, and you know, he turned out to be a dark wizard. We have no way of knowing what he did to the body."

The wizard sat back in his chair.

Cross your arms over your chest.

"So, you are saying that the disappearance of the body may be related to this incident?"

"Exactly."

Professor McGonagall nodded and then shook her head.

"However, there is another situation that needs to be considered. That is, the biggest difference between microstructure transformation and Animagus transformation is that the transformation of microstructure transformation is completely standardized and has no personal characteristics. And Animagus Magus will retain some of the characteristics of the caster, and if someone fully learns the transformation structure of this dark wizard, it is possible to achieve the exact same result. Therefore, I doubt this. It may be related to the remnants of the Tindalos Monastery."

These words exploded in the tea room like a thunderbolt.

Scrimgeour's originally calm expression suddenly changed.

He stood up abruptly.

Like an old lion.

There was shock and vigilance that could not be concealed in his eyes.

He stared at Professor McGonagall.

His tone was unquestionable and decisive.

"Ms. McGonagall, regarding all matters related to the Priory of Tindalos, I must solemnly tell you - the Ministry of Magic completely destroyed this organization seven years ago!"

——

In a tea room next to the Dean's tea room.

Devereux nestled in a small one-seater sofa.

Holding a cup of steaming black tea in both hands.

He stared blankly at the small table in front of him.

The table is filled with all kinds of snacks.

Chocolate frogs, lemon sorbets, and frosted quills are all available, but these are the snacks that usually make little wizards’ eyes light up.

But it couldn't arouse his interest at the moment.

His eyes were unfocused.

The heat in the tea cup blurred his face.

He looks like a sculpture.

Even breathing seemed heavy.

The nurse wizard next to him saw this.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart.

This is a young witch wearing a light green nurse uniform.

She picked up a chocolate frog.

He said to Devereux with a fake smile.

"Little Devereaux, do you want to eat a chocolate frog? Or...are you collecting wizard cards? There may be a rare one hidden in here!"

She tried to break the suffocating silence with a light tone.

But Devereaux just shook his head mechanically.

No words were spoken.

His eyes were still glued to the small table.

It seemed like there was some riddle carved on the table that he couldn't understand.

The nurse reluctantly put down the chocolate frog.

The smile on his face gradually faded.

It turned into deep worry.

Shaked his head.

"It seems that being attacked by a dark wizard really left a huge shadow on this child!"

Go outside the room.

He truthfully reported Devereux's situation to the two Aurors guarding the door.

at the same time.

In the Department of Biological Infectious Diseases on the third floor.

A figure that may not be noticeable even if you look carefully will walk out of a room.

"My dear, this dragon pox is too scary. I will definitely stay away from fire dragons in the future!"

Devereux recalled the scene in the ward just now.

The symptoms of dragon pox can be terrifying.

The skin of infected people appears with sores that resemble dragon scales.

There was green pus oozing from it.

Every time the pus drips onto the ground, it makes a slight hissing sound.

It seems to be corroding the air.

What's even more shocking is.

These sores are also accompanied by a slight tremor.

It seemed like something was crawling under the skin.

While suppressing the churning feeling in his stomach.

That's right.

He is currently exploring St Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries.

By exploring the first and second floors.

Now you have the spell proficiency card.

Now we are preparing to hit 60% exploration level.

As for Devereaux upstairs.

hey-hey.

It's just a substitute disguised by his activation deformation technique.

An ordinary bed plank is brought to life.

Add a bit of mechanical body movement.

Plus a pre-set "just shake your head" reaction.

Successfully deceived the nurse and the Aurors guarding outside.

After all, ever since Devereaux beat that Vega away.

His [Hunter] intuition no longer sounded the alarm.

Naturally, he no longer has to stay next to adult wizards.

So he cast a phantom spell on himself to increase his exploration speed.

However, the experience in this room made him hesitant to enter the next room.

But look at the 59.6% exploration rate.

"It's just a little bit close!"

Devero muttered under his breath.

He threw the half-bitten chocolate frog into the trash can.

Push open the door to the next ward.

He took a deep breath and walked in.

【bite! 】

[The current exploration level of the secret realm is 60%!]

[Entry upgrade card has been issued! 】

Devereaux bolted from the room.

I almost vomited while holding on to the trash can.

It took him a while to straighten up.

"Oh my god, is lymphatic fungi so scary?"

This is a ward for the treatment of lymphomycosis.

The skin of the patient in the room was covered with gray-green hyphae.

These hyphae are intertwined.

Like a horrific relief.

And what's worse.

These hyphae also appear to be crawling on the surface of the patient's skin.

It's like a living thing is spreading.

Devereux decided to put an eye spell on himself every time he entered the room on the third floor.

Otherwise, looking directly at these patients may cause him more harm.

He leaned against the wall.

Take a few deep breaths.

Suppress the roiling feeling in your stomach.

Then smiled.

Open the panel.

in the panel.

The brand new entry upgrade card lay quietly.

Glittering.

"But...it's all worth it."

(I'm sorry everyone, I recently read some of your comments, saying that the recent plot is hard to explain in one sentence, and there are too many settings, and it doesn't look like Harry Potter. I'm really sorry, I will try my best to adjust it. Return to Hogwarts soon!)