Hogwarts: Starting as a Serpent Demon

Witt's eyes were gloomy. He suddenly thought the Black family's fine tradition was quite good: cutting off the heads of useless house-elves and hanging them in the house as a collection.

Since the other party is such a collector, his head must also be quite valuable.

After a while.

After Lady Finnigan called the police, the Ministry of Magic officials arrived quickly.

The other party was clearly an expert, and with Witt deliberately concealing information, after a thorough investigation, the Ministry of Magic found no useful information.

Considering various possibilities, the Ministry of Magic wanted to implant a thread in Sena in advance to ensure her safety.

After thinking for a moment, Witt agreed on behalf of Sena.

To be honest, among his subordinates at this stage, apart from the Serpent Demon, only the Yak Hagrid is still considered to be of decent strength.

However, the yak Haige was too large and had a rough and uncaring nature, so it was impossible for him to stay close to Sena.

Compared to the minor issue of not being able to use magic during the holidays, planting seeds of safety in advance is clearly more important.

After Witt agreed.

Officials from the Ministry of Magic came over and planted a thread in Sena.

The seeds had just been planted when a reporter from the Daily Prophet, drawn by the scent, rushed over.

Rita Skeeter, the most famous contributor to The Daily Prophet.

Wearing bright green clothes, with an arrogant and rude look in his eyes, he was dressed very exquisitely, but he couldn't bring out any temperament at all, and looked strange.

As soon as she arrived, she quickly identified her target and reached out to grab Sena without any hesitation.

What do you want to do?

Witt grabbed her hand and pinched her wrist hard, leaving a long red mark.

"Ouch! Let go!" Rita Skeeter was no longer the arrogant woman she once was. She yelled and tried to pull her hand back, but her strength was insignificant compared to Witt's.

They were completely unable to escape Witt's control.

Even when the pain was unbearable, Rita Skeeter's quill pen continued to fly across the paper.

What are you going to do to my sister?

Witt was 100% certain that this unethical journalist was writing something very disrespectful.

But he doesn't care.

Witt will later upgrade these verbal attacks into magic and unleash them all on the other party, knowing that he will not be the one who gets hurt in the end.

The most important thing at this stage is to prevent Sena from being harassed by this beetle spirit.

"release."

Rita Skeeter slapped him a few more times, but when she realized she couldn't budge Vittor at all, her tone softened.

"I just wanted to interview this poor little wizard, nothing more."

Although there were officials from the Ministry of Magic right next to her, Witt was neither using magic nor of legal age, while Rita Skeeter, an adult wizard, couldn't bring herself to ask for help.

This would make her a laughing stock in the Ministry of Magic.

Rita Skeeter, who studied journalism, has a profound understanding of the evil in human nature and a deep understanding of herself.

"My sister was just traumatized and isn't really fit for an interview."

Witt released his grip and said coldly, "If you have nothing else to say, then goodbye."

Rita Skeeter clearly didn't want to give up, but fearing that Witt would harm her again, she could only turn to interview Seamus and Mrs. Finnigan.

He then secretly glanced at Vittoria's movements, looking for an opportunity to be alone with Sena.

Of course, Witt wouldn't give her any chance. On the contrary, Mrs. Finigan was very enthusiastic about the interview. She was a loyal reader of the Daily Prophet and bought almost every issue.

He can be described as a die-hard fan.

However, Witt estimates that after this interview is published tomorrow or the day after, the Daily Prophet's die-hard fanbase will decrease by one person.

"elder brother."

Sena hid behind Witt, her small face filled with fear and helplessness. She frantically gripped Witt's sleeve, refusing to let go.

They were clearly still reeling from the recent terrorist attack.

"Ugh!"

Witt leaned closer, enjoying the gesture, and teased, "Call me again, call me 'brother' again, let me hear it."

Sena's expression immediately soured.

Even the hand gripping Witt's sleeve loosened slightly.

She had just thought Victor was reliable, but now...

Is this smug Witt the same Witt who just jumped down from the second floor with a fierce look in his eyes?

"I must have been seeing things," Sena thought uncertainly.

The fear in her heart vanished almost entirely after Victor's interruption.

Chapter 74: A Transnational Chase?

After calming Sena down, Witt began to ponder the matter of the dark wizard.

With one of the two dark wizards captured, the remaining one will definitely become wary, either going into hiding or sending someone back for revenge.

We must act quickly and strike first.

"Serpent Demon, shield the traces on my body."

Witt learned the magic of shielding traces at school. The library recorded more than one magic that could shield traces, but all of these magics had a problem.

The magic that shields traces is still magic, and it can still be monitored by the Ministry of Magic even before it takes effect.

Moreover, this special magic targets highly vigilant individuals.

Even if there is a wizard in the house, it cannot be used casually.

Also, don't even think about using it at school. The Ministry of Magic will write to the school's professors, and McGonagall will investigate. Once she identifies the target, she'll call you over and offer you a meal featuring the Hogwarts-style cat death stare.

There's also exclusive confinement available.

The service was very attentive.

Theoretically speaking.

There is only one optimal time to use the magic that shields traces: when Ministry of Magic officials are investigating a case on-site. Only then will they be able to disregard this warning.

After all, their people were already on site; who would bother to check any warnings or inspections?

Although there are still some risks, the danger level is significantly lower.

Witt was willing to take the risk.

From the moment the serpent demon successfully cast its spell until the Ministry of Magic officials left, no one noticed that Witt's traces had been concealed, and no warning letters were sent from the Ministry of Magic.

It became.

Witt clenched his fists. How dare someone target him like that? They really think he's a first-grader.

"Extremely painful and agonizing."

In the middle of the night, Witt sneaked out of Seamus's house, ran a little further away, opened the box, and gave the unconscious dark wizard a friendly wake-up call.

"Ah~"

Painful screams echoed throughout the box.

"No, stop, please... please stop."

The dark wizard on the ground convulsed in pain, uttering intermittent pleas for mercy.

Seeing that the other party had fully regained consciousness, Witt put away his wand and asked sternly, "Who commissioned you? And where did your accomplice escape to? Tell me everything clearly, in detail."

"I don't know." After saying this, the black wizard lying on the ground quickly stretched out his hand to explain, fearing that Victor would misunderstand. "We accepted the mission at a tavern. The rule there is that you can't ask any questions about the employer when you accept a mission."

“I really don’t know who the employer is.”

The dark wizard spoke very quickly, worried that Witt might cast another Cruciatus Curse on him.

In his view, Witt was a devil in human skin.

To learn the Cruciatus Curse in first grade, and with such immense power—more painful than most dark wizards' Cruciatus Curses—is something no human could possibly do.

Even the Dark Lord wasn't as ruthless as him at that age.

"Where is that tavern? Are your accomplices there too?" Vitt didn't care what the other person thought and continued to press for answers with a vicious grin.

“We’re not in cahoots,” the dark wizard whispered. “He and I are just strangers who temporarily teamed up. I don’t know where he’s going.”

"I don't know! I don't know?"

"You dare to kidnap my sister and steal my things without even knowing what you're doing?"

Witt slapped the wizard twice, lifted him up with one hand, and shouted, "I'm giving you one last chance. Tell me the delivery time and place you agreed on with your employer."

"If you can't even answer such a simple question, do you know what the consequences will be?"

Witt's indifferent gaze was as if he were looking at a dead man.

"The tavern, the delivery location is the Fire Serpent Tavern!" the Black Wizard shouted in fear. "I'm not sure about the time either, but I estimate he will definitely choose to make the deal as soon as possible, most likely tonight."

With his accomplice arrested and potentially implicated at any moment, the better to get rid of the goods as quickly as possible.

The probability that the opponent could simply hide with fire crossbow bolts is not impossible, but it is very low.

This thing is useless; you can't eat it or use it. What's the point of holding it?

Moreover, his purpose in doing this was for money; he could only feel at ease once he had the money in his hands.

Once you feel at ease, find a place to hide for a while and wait for the storm to pass.

perfect.

Putting himself in the other person's shoes, the dark wizard being held in Witt's grasp felt that if Witt had captured another dark wizard, he would have made the same choice.

"Fire Ash Snake Tavern".