Hogwarts: Undercover Death Eater Replaces the Dark Lord

"Dobby, follow!"

Lycos said quickly.

Dobby nodded and immediately jumped onto Buckbeak's back.

The Ministry of Magic Aurors were still not far away, and it was not convenient for them to use Apparition to escape from here - perhaps because of the difference in the system, the Apparition sound of house-elves was significantly different from that of wizards, and could be easily recognized.

Although he was reluctant to eat the grilled fish, Buckbeak still flapped his wings and flew away obediently.

Under the cover of the hurricane spell, the sound of the hippogriff's wings flapping was perfectly covered up, and the Aurors did not notice it at all.

Dobby also used the Disillusionment Charm on the group of people in a very tacit manner to hide their traces.

A man, a fairy, and a magical creature flew to the island of Ireland together...

"What was that just now?"

On the beach, one of the Aurors asked in a somewhat embarrassed manner.

"I don't know..." another Auror replied blankly, "Are you sure those two spells were cast by a third-year student? Are young people these days so perverted?"

"But the voice just now did sound very young..."

"Enough, now is not the time to discuss!" The Auror Captain shouted, interrupting their argument, "Our top priority now is to catch up with him!"

As he spoke, the Auror Captain took out a broom and flew up first.

On the sea, the biggest inconvenience is that you cannot use frequent apparitions to chase because you cannot find a suitable landing point.

Fortunately, Aurors often carry a broomstick as a backup means of transportation during their daily patrols, in case they encounter special situations where they cannot find the enemy...

"It seems that the situation is a little bad."

Lycos rode on Buckbeak's back and looked back into the distance.

He saw a spark spell rise into the sky.

This meant that the team behind him had sent a signal to their companions around him, and soon a large number of Aurors would apparate to the vicinity and surround this area of ​​the Irish Sea in a short time.

"Wizards in front, listen up—" the Auror Captain's voice came from behind, clearly using an amplifying spell, "Traveling on a Hippogriff without permission is a violation of the International Statute of Wizarding Secrecy!"

"Not only that, the Hippogriff you are riding is a magical creature marked by the Department of Dangerous Creatures for execution. Harboring it without permission violates the Magical Creatures Protection Act and the Dangerous Animals Punishment Regulations—"

"If you don't want to be arrested and sent to Azkaban, the Ministry of Magic will definitely show leniency considering your young age..."

The constant mumbling made Lycos feel overwhelmed.

The Auror Captain riding on the flying broom obviously understood that Lycos was already under the protection of the Disillusionment Charm and it would be difficult to find him in a short time, so he used psychological tactics to try to make the young man waver and surrender to the Ministry of Magic.

"Muffliato."

Lycos was fed up with it and used the earplugs to manually mute the sound.

Moreover, this spell can not only block the sound coming from behind, but also limit the scope of magic use - for example, it can block the spell around Buckbeak and will not affect the conversation between Lycos and Dobby.

All I can say is that the book "Advanced Potion-Making" that Snape read when he was young was indeed quite practical, and many of the spells in it can still play a unique role today.

"Dobby, is there any spell that can make Buckbeak fly faster?" asked Lycos.

"There's nothing Dobby can do," Dobby said with a gloomy face. "Hippogriffs have inherent protective magic on them. Ordinary spells won't work... and applying magic indiscriminately usually makes magical creatures feel uncomfortable."

"Forget it then." Lycos shook his head slightly.

He found that no matter how much he accelerated, it seemed to be of no use.

Looking across the azure bay from afar, a string of black dots continuously rise from the ground.

Then, the black spot spread out, almost covering the entire coastline within sight.

Apparently, the Aurors stationed on the other side of the river had received a message from the Aurors in England and had launched a siege in the direction of Lecos's advance, covering almost all available directions with manpower.

"Can we go around it?" Looking at the Auror team that looked like small black dots, Lycos frowned.

"If Buckbeak had flown a little higher, he might have missed them..." Dobby put his hands over his tennis ball-sized eyes and stood on tiptoe to look at the area covered by the Aurors.

However, before Lycos and Dobby could drive Buckbeak to fly upwards, their expressions changed at the same time.

The sky was clearly blue and boundless, but a thick fog suddenly descended from above, almost covering the entire bay!

"It's bad..."

Lex immediately understood what the Aurors were planning.

Since it was difficult to capture the target hidden by the Disillusionment Charm, they used the Smoke Charm to completely cover the target's route, making them visible in the fog.

Buckbeak's flight would inevitably cause his wings to flap, creating a wide range of winds, and this strong wind was bound to stir up the fog...

"Mr. Hayden, let Dobby use Apparition!" Dobby said anxiously, "They shouldn't be able to find the owner!"

The corners of Lycos' mouth twitched.

Dobby is truly a house-elf with a unique personality, able to say something that is not very beneficial to the Malfoy family...

"Don't act rashly until it's absolutely necessary." He shook his head.

The Malfoy family is involved in the plan against Voldemort, so Dobby cannot be exposed easily.

……

The fog was like a white sea, rolling in from all directions and getting closer and closer to Lycos.

Lycos also fell silent, frowning as he thought about his next strategy.

Just when they were at their wit's end and the clouds and mist had completely enveloped them, a voice suddenly rang in their ears—

"Little Lycos, you seem to need help?"

……

Chapter 239 There are always some things in the magic world that are incomprehensible

Lycos was stunned.

He turned his head and saw an old man with a mixture of brown and white hair and some freckles on his face.

The old man seemed to be standing out of thin air in the fog, carrying a suitcase, and looking at Lycos's position with his light brown eyes, as if he could see through Dobby's Disillusionment Charm.

"Are you... Mr. Newt Scamander?" Lekos asked in surprise, his eyes wide open.

Although he had exchanged letters with Newt several times under various identities and had indirectly crossed paths with Newt several times, this was the first time that Lycos had faced the legendary Magizoologist directly.

"Albus wrote to tell me that a hippogriff has been sentenced to death." Newt smiled, "He asked me to help you at the appropriate time so that it can successfully escape this punishment."

This is quite unusual. Lycos curled his lips secretly.

He originally thought that his willful behavior this time would make Dumbledore leave him alone... Unexpectedly, the old headmaster was still worried and called on an old friend to help him.

"But we're surrounded by Aurors," Lycos said. "Once this smokescreen spell reaches us, the Aurors will spot us immediately... If we use magic to block the smokescreen spell, our tracks will be exposed even faster!"

Newt smiled and pointed down.

"Since we can't use magic to fight it, what if we change the weather in the entire bay?"

Lycos was startled and looked at where Newt's feet were.

Only then did he realize that Newt was not standing in the fog out of thin air, but was standing on the back of a creature that seemed to be hidden, rising and falling steadily.

Lycos also realized that Buckbeak beneath him had already shown some nervous behavior.

The flapping of its wings was not as powerful and regular as before, and its huge eagle claws clenched unconsciously, as if ready to attack the unknown creature under Newt's feet at any time.

"Frank, please."

As Newt finished speaking, Lycos suddenly felt a strong gust of wind.

The next moment, a layer of dark clouds appeared in the clear blue sky.

A flash of lightning streaked across the sky from the dark clouds, and vaguely an extremely huge bird flashed through, constantly flapping its three pairs of powerful wings.

"Wow--"

It rained heavily.

The old man had changed his position at some point and sat on Buckbeak's broad back, gently patting its wings.

Buckbeak, who was always proud, had no objection to this. Instead, he let Newt pat him gently, and even showed a bit of enjoyment in his sharp eagle eyes.

"Ah, powerful wings, what a sturdy little fellow," Newt said with a grin.

The corners of Lex's mouth twitched. He felt that all these Magizoologists seemed to have some common problems, whether it was Professor Kettleburn, Hagrid, or Newt—

No matter how big a magical creature is, they will judge its size according to its age. For example, Buckbeak, who is a size bigger than a prairie horse, turned out to be a little guy in Newt's mouth...

"Mr. Scamander, that's in the sky...?"

Lycos asked, hiding under the magic umbrella held up by Dobby.

He had no desire to complain about some of the Magizoologist's strange behavior.

Because the powerful magical animal in the dark clouds that turned a sunny day into a rainstorm obviously attracted more of his attention.

"Oh, you mean Frank, a Thunderbird," Newt replied with some nostalgia. "He's an old friend I haven't seen in a while. He's already quite old. I brought him back to my place a few days ago to spend his last days."

"I just didn't expect... to run into your situation in the Irish Bay. Frank just happened to be able to fly for a while."

Newt looked at the clouds gathering thicker and thicker in the sky, his face full of fondness.

Under such heavy rain, the fog originally formed by the smoke spell was violently stirred, and the Aurors could no longer judge the position of the target by the movement of the fog.

They temporarily changed their strategy and surrounded the areas not covered by the fog.

Lycos couldn't see the Aurors' movements in the rain, but he knew they wouldn't just sit there and watch their prey get away.

"Mr. Scamander, it's time for us to go," Lekos reminded.

"Oh, don't worry, little Lycos." Newt said with a smile without any anxiety, "I'll leave it to him now."

He pulled a sphere from his pocket that looked like a green, thorny cocoon.

Before Lycos could react, the sphere suddenly expanded rapidly and turned into a huge, butterfly-like animal with a pair of skeletal wings extending from its back. It looked terrifying, but had a strange beauty.

"If you have listened carefully to the Care of Magical Creatures class, you should know the Curly-Winged Demon." Newt did not forget to give it to Lycoscop.

"Uh, Hagrid hasn't gotten to that point yet." Lycos felt a little guilty.

Although he had chosen the Care of Magical Creatures class, he only attended one class and witnessed Buckbeak being provoked by Theodore Nott... He had no idea whether Hagrid had ever talked about magical creatures like the Winged Devil.