Hogwarts: Voldemort, don't stop me from studying

"What?!" Orlando was shocked and immediately jumped onto the barrier to observe carefully.

Gul paused again, still smiling warmly: "How could that be? This mirror comes from ancient times and has the function of communicating with the dead. If you are interested, I can introduce it to you in detail..."

"I'm not interested in fakes at all!" Wizard Matthias shouted, "Did you hear what I'm saying?!"

Gul's smiling expression changed slightly, and then the corners of his mouth curved up again, and he asked back:

"Are you doubting my professionalism? I have been in this business for thirty-nine years! My friend, please believe me - if I had not identified the authenticity in advance, I would never put it in my exhibition."

Wizard Mathias did not refute this time. He stared at Gul blankly for a while, and then became even more furious: "The Imperius Curse?! Who dares to use the Imperius Curse on others?!"

Before he finished speaking, a "thump" sound was heard in the hall.

A young wizard suddenly fell down.

Then the second, the third...

The alchemists fell one after another, and some hit their heads on the stone platform, causing blood to flow.

Gul pretended not to see it and continued to say with a smile: "... You can rest assured, I guarantee with my life that the exhibits I sell are genuine!"

Someone shouted, "Run!"

Chapter 296 Is this Vidgrey?

The wizard, who was barely still conscious, turned and ran away in panic, but found that the elevator door could not be opened no matter what.

"Step aside!"

An irritable man yelled, pulled out his wand and pointed it at the door, "Thunder Explosion! Thunder Explosion!"

There was a loud bang, sparks flew, and the metal door twisted and deformed, but behind it... there was still thick metal.

Someone else tried to Apparate, but after spinning for a while, he fell down and was still in the same place.

"The Anti-Translocation Charm... The Anti-Translocation Charm has not been broken!" he said in despair.

A tall red-haired wizard rushed over, grabbed Gul by the collar and shook him vigorously: "Who is that guy behind you? Let us out! Otherwise, I will never let you go!"

Gul smiled mechanically: "As for the price, you can contact me privately. Of course, this is a rare treasure that only exists. If there are others who want it, then I..."

"What the hell!"

Although the red-haired wizard knew that he could not blame Gul who was controlled by others, he still couldn't control his temper and pushed him down.

Gul was stunned for a moment, then he sat up and said to the stone platform next to him: "This mission of exploring the ancient ruins is very dangerous. Are you sure you want to join...Okay, I can discuss it with others..."

Seeing his crazy appearance, some familiar people couldn't help but shed tears: "Why? Why would someone do such a cruel thing to us? I have never done anything bad!"

He cried for a while, then closed his eyes and fell down.

Alchemists are basically technicians who stay in their own laboratories for years and have very poor adaptability.

They wandered around like headless flies for a while before someone remembered to use the Friends Book to notify their friends outside to find a way to rescue them.

However... the words written on the parchment have disappeared, but no reply has been received.

Professor Murray, who was dragged to the corner by Wade, was already groggy. With trembling hands, he drank a bottle of potion and barely raised his head.

"Vader..." he said weakly.

"professor."

Wade half-knelt beside him, holding the professor's body with his hands.

"Have you contacted... Dumbledore..." Professor Murray asked intermittently.

"No." Wade said softly, "This room should be under the counter-curse of the association spell, and the message cannot be delivered."

“Really…” Professor Murray panted heavily twice and said with difficulty: “Find an opportunity…if you…have a way to escape…then escape…don’t…care about me…”

The old arm slipped from Wade's hand, Professor Murray closed his eyes, and his neck lost the strength to support it.

Wade laid him flat on the ground and checked his breathing anxiously.

As he expected, the old man's breathing remained steady.

Professor Murray may have thought he was going to die just now, but in fact, he was just knocked unconscious.

The statues were still spewing golden sparks, and bits of golden debris were splashing out like fairy wands.

When many wizards were running around excitedly, they had already brought these fragments to all places. However, when the golden fragments floated over to Wade, they were blocked by an invisible barrier.

And if someone observes carefully enough, they will find that the first group of people who fell were those closest to the statue, and they had a lot of debris stuck on their skin.

When Wade activated his second vision, he discovered that there was something strange about these seemingly decorative debris - they contained magic power far exceeding that of magic fireworks, and it was a very strange power that he had never encountered before.

Vader was just thankful that he didn't like close contact with the crowd and had been standing on the edge from the beginning, so when the golden sparks first erupted, he didn't get any of them on his body.

But not many wizards can detect the problem in time like Wade, and can use the Shield Charm silently and without a wand, and maintain it for a long time.

Many alchemists - including Professor Murray - carry alchemical items that can protect against magical damage.

However, the golden fragments floated like dust, and even if they fell on the skin, they would not cause immediate harm. The weak magic power of each grain was not even as strong as that of a Bibi Multi-Flavor Bean, so they naturally would not "activate" the defense mechanism of the alchemical item.

Professor Murray fell into the trap because of this.

Wade thought about it, then moved to the side during the chaos, and seemed to be unconscious.

The people in the room fell one after another, until the last wizard who was struggling with the iron door fell down. After a long time, new rustling sounds were heard.

"Fainted—"

"They all fainted—"

"The plan was successful—"

"You may come in--you may come in--"

"Open the door—open the door—"

"Fool—the door is not bolted—and I needn't trouble myself now—"

The portraits on the wall were talking to each other, not like the afterimages left by wizards in the past on the canvas, but more like a group of chirping sparrows.

The statue that was spewing gold powder rotated and drilled into the ground. A buzzing sound was heard in the room again. Wind suddenly blew up and sucked away all the golden fragments floating in the air.

Wade quietly canceled the armor spell, and then, under the cover of his clothes, rubbed some of the crumbs stuck to Professor Murray's body onto his shirt.

The wind stopped, a portrait laughed and slid open silently, several masked people came out, followed by the girl who was sitting behind the counter.

"They all fell down." The girl stretched out her foot and kicked Gul who was sleeping soundly hugging the stone platform, and said disdainfully: "What a useless man! I was so disappointed that I put on a show in front of him for several days."

"Stop talking nonsense. The leader asked us to take all these alchemists back."

A sturdy man leaned over and picked up the thin old wizard Matthias. A man followed behind him, grabbed Matthias and dragged him out through the doorway.

The crowd dragged the alchemists away in an orderly manner, being careful not to let their bodies hit the wall.

Wade narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at it, feeling a little surprised.

It would be easier to use the levitation spell, but these people would rather sweat and tire themselves out than use an easier spell.

But to say they are Muggles... the Imperius Curse and those strange golden crumbs are not something Muggles would have.

The existence of this group of people... has never appeared in the original story, nor in the movie series...

No, maybe after he traveled through time, some new movies or TV series were released... After all, it's a super popular IP, so it's not impossible to adapt it again...

Wade thought to himself with a smile, suppressing the uncertainty in his heart.

Since the other party had no intention of hurting them immediately, Wade temporarily gave up the idea of ​​jumping up to resist. He rubbed the golden crumbs on his shirt into his palm, and soon he felt dizzy.

Of course he wouldn't let himself fall asleep, but he couldn't pretend too much either.

After a while, footsteps stopped beside Wade.

"Are you sure?" he heard someone say, "This little boy is Weed Grey?"

Chapter 297 Michal: Move around?

"Yes." Another person said respectfully, "The Book of Friends and the recent Ryujin were both invented by him... I have met him before and can confirm that this is him."

If it weren't for the golden crumbs stuck on his palms that slowed down Wade's reaction, he would have revealed his flaws at this moment.

This voice...he had just heard it a few days ago!

Will of Aslan's Magical Workshop.

So this is why that person was looking for him?

It’s not some drug test...but an invasion of this private gathering and kidnapping of the alchemist?

The man who had asked earlier chuckled and said, "That friend book is nothing, just a parchment version of a pager. But the Liujing is truly remarkable... The leader takes it very seriously."

"But the most important thing is the puppets." The lady at the counter came over and snorted, "Wizards actually treat them as pets. How stupid! If you modify these things casually, they can become war machines!"

"So we need more alchemists... but the most important one is Vid Grey."

The man leaned over and took away Vader's wand, then held him up, saying, "But it's hard to imagine! The inventor is such a young child."

"There is always a shortage of geniuses. Mozart could play a complete piano piece at the age of 6," said his companion.

"Be careful!" The lady at the counter suddenly said in dissatisfaction, "Do you know how important his head is? If it is damaged, you can't afford to pay for it even if you take your own head off."

"understood."

The man grunted and simply picked up Vader, even protecting his head to prevent it from hitting the wall.

When he got closer, Wade discovered that these people were all wearing tights similar to diving suits under their clothes, gloves on their hands, and masks on their heads. There seemed to be a breathing device inside the masks.

He had a vague understanding - these guys themselves didn't dare to touch the golden fragments directly.

The man carried him into the narrow passage behind the portrait. The light immediately became very dim. Wade quietly wiped off the debris on his hands and squinted his eyes to look around.

The passage was damp and cold, the ground was bumpy and uneven, there were traces of excavation on the walls, and there was only a very dim light every ten or so meters.

These people seemed to have good eyesight and could move forward steadily in such light.

Professor Murray was not far behind him. He was also being dragged by his arms, his feet stumbling on the ground. Fortunately, the kidnappers also cared about his head and did not let him hit any hard objects.