Hogwarts: Voldemort, don't stop me from studying

Wade temporarily relaxed and closed his eyes and pretended to be unconscious.

The power of that debris was odd and powerful, nothing special at first, but the effect seemed to increase over time.

Even though Wade had rubbed off all the debris, he hadn't recovered for a while. He felt that his blood flow seemed to have slowed down.

After a while, one end of the passage became very bright. The man stopped for a while, waiting for his eyes to adjust, and then he led Wade out.

"Huh?" The person who met him said in surprise: "This is..."

"Yes, that's him."

"Did they really succeed?" The contact said, "I heard that he was under the protection of Dumbledore. The leader had never held out much hope, but he didn't expect that he could actually be caught this time..."

"And we haven't suffered any casualties." Will, who came out of the passage, said with a smile, "This thing is too powerful! With this thing, what else do wizards have to fear?"

"Don't be careless, this is still Britain." The contact reminded: "Hurry up, we have to take everyone away before Dumbledore and the Ministry of Magic react."

Vader felt like he was being stuffed into a car, next to another person.

"Don't we need to tie them up?" someone said worriedly, "Wizards' methods are all strange and unpredictable. There is no spell on this car that prohibits Apparition."

"No, as long as the gold dust is still on them, they won't wake up... If they wake up, the handcuffs and ropes may be useless. Just take the wand away, and get going!"

A group of people moved quickly, stuffed the remaining few people into the car, and then slammed the door shut.

After a while, Wade felt his body shake and the vehicle started.

He quietly opened one eye and looked around.

It was a box truck with a smelly mat on the ground. The alchemists lay side by side on the mat, like corpses being buried.

There was no one else in the truck. Perhaps those guys were afraid of the gold powder, but were very confident in its power, so they didn't come in.

This is convenient for Wade.

He reached into his trouser pocket and pulled out a small pencil case - the trouser pocket itself also had a traceless extension spell, and although the space was not very large, it was more than enough to put a pencil case in.

The pencil case fell to the ground, shook for a moment, then quickly expanded and became the shape of a wardrobe.

The top of the truck is high enough for it to stretch out.

Then Vader pulled out his spare wand, waved it gently, and the alchemists on the ground floated into the closet space.

He hesitated for a moment and did not immediately remove the gold powder from everyone's body. Instead, he used a small whirlwind to blow off the gold powder on Professor Murray's body and put it in a crystal bottle.

Based on Wade's own experience, he knew that it would probably take some time for Professor Murray to wake up.

The puppets in the closet space all came over and surrounded Wade affectionately, and some curiously fiddled with the person lying on the grass.

Then, a kitten that was jumping on Orlando suddenly froze and fell to the ground.

The other puppets were immediately startled and moved away from the crowd on the ground. At the same time, they looked at Wade with accusing eyes, silently blaming him for bringing in the dangerous "guy".

The noise here startled the firebird Michal, which flew over and looked at the scene with curious head tilted.

A grain of flying gold powder fell on it, but it was not burned. Instead, it seemed to add a small embellishment to it.

Vader's eyes changed slightly.

He picked up a small grain with his fingertips and muttered to himself, "Even the fierce fire can't burn... What on earth is this?"

Michal came closer in confusion, then suddenly opened his mouth and tilted his head back as if he was yawning.

Vader waved his wand to remove the gold dust on it, smiled and said, "Michal, are you bored here?"

Michal looked at him and chirped softly.

"We'll go out and move around a bit later," Wade said. "And our enthusiastic little friends may need more space to move around."

His eyes turned slightly and he saw several giant eight-eyed spiders that had been locked up for a long time and were killing each other nearby.

Chapter 298 He is not my friend

Acromantulas reproduce very quickly, and the space allocated to them in the closet is very limited, so they often kill each other and eat their partners and children.

Wade did not let these brutal guys go immediately. He sat down, took out the friend book and opened it.

There are several more lines of text on the SSC page, in which the Weasley twins are sharing their trip to Egypt with everyone.

Mr. and Mrs. Weasley recently won the Daily Prophet's annual award, so the family, who had no travel plans, immediately packed their bags and went on a trip to Egypt, where their eldest son Bill worked.

Soon, Hermione joined the conversation, talking about her experience on vacation in France. Theo told her that there was a Beauxbatons School of Magic in France, which was also very good.

Apparently, the communication with the Book of Friends has been restored.

Wade had no intention of sharing what he was experiencing with his classmates. He flipped through the Friends Book, first pausing at Remus Lupin's page, and then turning to the page concerning his contact with Dumbledore.

[Professor Dumbledore, today I met...]

Wade picked up the pen, but before he finished writing a line, the movement of the pen tip stopped.

He struggled and hesitated for a moment, but finally deleted the line of words.

Then, he put away the Book of Friends and even sprinkled some of the gold powder he had collected on Professor Murray again. Finally, he poured out a bottle of water of life and death and turned it into mist, covering all the people on the ground, ensuring that even if they pretended to be dead, they would not wake up halfway like himself.

Then, Vader tucked away the closet space and brought out only the Acromantula and Michal, who could fill the entire carriage.

Having not breathed free air for a long time, the eight-eyed giant spiders suddenly became excited, waving their claws and making "clicking" sounds.

"Quiet," Vader said softly.

The entire carriage suddenly became silent.

The eight-eyed giant spider is an intelligent creature. Although it is cold-blooded and cruel, it knows how to seek benefits and avoid harm.

The young wizard exuded the scent of fresh flesh and blood and looked very delicious.

But beside him, a firebird, not much bigger than a sparrow, was hopping around, observing the smelly carriage with curiosity.

The eight-eyed giant spiders hid the fierceness in their eyes and were as obedient as loyal puppies.

Wade leaned against the carriage, closed his eyes and rested, while weighing his plans in his mind.

Calling the principal can naturally ensure safety and eliminate the enemy.

But Dumbledore's "solution" is different from the "solution" that Wade himself wanted.

Sending people who want to harm you to Azkaban, where there may be a large-scale prison break in the future, cannot be considered a "solution".

Moreover, those guys knew his background, had seen his appearance, and might even be able to find out his parents.

Vader's own safety might be guaranteed, but what about Vader's parents? Would they have to rely entirely on the neurotic Moody? Or the very busy Dumbledore?

Magic can make wizards like gods, doing things that ordinary people can only imagine, but magic also places great restrictions on wizards.

When ordinary people kill people, whether with a knife, a gun, a rope, or with their bare hands, they are causing harm to others. To the murderer himself, the only trauma may be mental trauma, or even no trauma at all.

And when a wizard kills someone, whether by magic or physical means, as long as it is murder, it will cause damage to the soul.

but……

Vader turned his gaze to the spiders beside him.

——What if a magical creature kills people?

……

The box truck drove along the highway, and the lights of London Bridge were left behind and gradually faded away.

It merged with the traffic heading to the dock.

Suddenly, a ball-sized round hole appeared on the top of the truck, and a dark brown bird emerged from it. He looked around and saw the pattern on its neck gleaming with blue light.

A car on the side of the road suddenly shook violently, and a series of shrill horns rang out all around.

"I was scared to death!" A voice complained from the passenger seat of the car: "What's wrong with you? Are you falling asleep on the highway?"

“No…” the driver said in shock, “I just… seemed to see a child on the roof of that car…”

"What?" The person in the passenger seat stretched his neck to look and asked, "Where is it?"

The top of the truck, which had already moved some distance away, was empty.

"Maybe... maybe I saw it wrong?" the driver said uncertainly.

"I think you must have dozed off!" The person in the co-pilot seat said decisively, "Let's go to the service area and rest for a while."

"……it is good."

The driver was unable to refute, but he was still in doubt in his heart - did he really see it wrong?

……

The sound of the horn made Vader look back, but when he saw that no accident had occurred, he turned his gaze away with disinterest.

He was still on top of the truck, having just cast an Invisibility Charm once more after regaining his human form.

Vader had intended to fly after the truck to see where it would go, but after getting out he realized his folly.

The air in the carriage was polluted, the environment was bad, and there were countless malicious eyes staring at him...

But flying behind a truck at high speed is a huge test of physical strength. And if the truck enters a closed place, wouldn't it be more conspicuous if a peregrine falcon flies down right after it?

Even if there were no formal wizards among Will's group, it was impossible for them not to know the magic of Animagus.

Since he had already come out, Wade had no intention of going back to share a room with the eight-eyed giant spider. He just sat on the roof of the carriage and used a series of spells such as windproof and cold-proof stickers to ensure that he could sit safely and comfortably.

He didn't care whether it would trigger the trace or not - if they had the ability, the Ministry of Magic would lock his position on the highway! They also had to make sure that he was the one who cast the spell.

If the Ministry of Magic is really that efficient, they'll have to deal with the guys driving the cars first.

As night fell, the truck and a van in front of it drove straight along the paved road on the dock and entered a huge cargo ship. After turning several corners, they finally stopped at the agreed location.

Because of its weight, the van is separated from this side by more than a dozen parking spaces.

Soon, people from the two cars got out. They had taken off their masks, allowing Wade to see everyone's appearance clearly.

"I can rest assured now that I'm here." Will said, "I have to go back. I have to go to work tomorrow morning."

"I'm sorry, but you have to stay with me until the ship leaves."

The lady at the counter put her hand on his shoulder and smiled threateningly, "You can understand, right? We are also worried that you will secretly tell your werewolf friend about this."