Hogwarts doesn't need a savior

Her inner world was collapsing, the innocent girl was dying, and new hatred filled the cracks and the growing gaps.

She could feel that there was a dangerous power growing in her body, which she did not know how to use.

But she has already mastered some of them without any teacher.

such as--

He raised his hand and transformed the restless magic power into a powerful big hand, which was stronger than the hands of his father, brother, and neighbor's friends.

"Meow meow!"

The kitten cried weakly, but received no response from its owner. It had a bad feeling.

The girl's eyes showed some struggle, but that was all.

Being young, she didn’t know any big principles, but she understood the simple concepts of good and evil, and... the continuation of hatred.

In the bandits' desperation, magic squeezed every inch of their muscles and bones, isolating the air around them and pouring the wrath of revenge on them.

It was an extremely painful punishment, even more terrifying than death itself.

A devil appeared in their eyes, although they may have forgotten that they were more like devils before and opened Pandora's box with their own hands.

Just when the last chance of life was about to be drowned by darkness, the fluctuation of magic power came again.

"Young wizard, don't get your hands stained with blood so early." The gentle voice echoed in the girl's ears, like a calming potion that took effect immediately.

She only felt that all the magical power in her body was instantly pressed back into her body and put into a warm, soft yet extremely tough shackle.

She turned her head blankly, not knowing what was going on, and saw a figure that left a deep impression on her.

Although she had never seen these faces before, she was sure that these people were the travelers who had helped her yesterday.

"……Why?"

She asked in a murmured voice, with a faint cry in her voice, as if she was questioning Lin En's obstruction, or as if she was crying.

"They were the first——"

"I know, that's why we are here. Let's leave this kind of thing to the adults."

Lynn nodded, and Euphemia, who had just picked up the kitten from the ground, walked forward and hugged the girl who fell from the sky.

It was not until this moment that she truly felt the little girl's weakness and trembling - this was a state completely different from the vigorous magic power in her body.

On the other side, the defeated soldiers who had been through the gates of hell were so scared that they could not speak. They rolled and crawled, trying to escape from the devil's hands.

They prayed to the gods they believed in, perhaps never as devoutly as they did now in their lives.

However, the wizard standing behind them obviously had no intention of letting them go.

"I don't like this spell, but I have to say that for the crimes you have committed, there is no more appropriate means of execution than this."

Slowly pulling out his wand, Lynn stared at the stumbling figure, and also felt the gazes behind him.

A mixture of reluctance, expectation and prayer.

It was the prayer of a girl who had become an orphan, but it was not addressed to the gods who were high above and looking down upon the world.

He raised his hawthorn wand, feeling the agitation of the phoenix feathers, and spoke softly.

"Avada Kedavra."

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In the center of the village, the army leader, who was dressed in gold and silver and twice as big as an ordinary man, was furious.

"You damn bastards! Is it this stupid village?! You're fifty kilometers off the track! And you made me waste so much ammunition! How are you going to report back?!"

Holding up a map drawn by British colonists a hundred years ago, he gritted his teeth and slapped his adjutant's face.

There is no lapis lazuli mine here at all, only a mountain village that has been reduced to scorched earth.

He shuddered at the thought of the exhaustion of a night of fierce fighting and the moody "commander".

As for human life, that was not within his consideration.

In their eyes, this is the cheapest consumable.

"Someone, wipe this damn village off the map completely—"

Anxious and angry, he was about to give orders to his subordinates who were bowing their heads with swollen faces beside him, but his body suddenly stiffened.

He saw the soldiers fleeing towards him.

In other words, bandits who abandoned their weapons and armor.

Through the gaps in the crowd, he saw a tall foreigner whose temperament was out of place in this country.

There was another green light.

This was also the last thing he saw.

The world was pitch black, and the Grim Reaper had raised his scythe and swung it down heavily with a greedy smile.

At the end of his life, he heard dense and heavy footsteps and wailing.

The army was defeated like a mountain.

But these have nothing to do with him.

When a person dies, all debts are settled.

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After about half an hour, the battle, or rather the one-sided slaughter, came to an end.

The ground was littered with fallen corpses, scattered guns and ammunition, and even several old portable artillery pieces and rocket launchers.

The fire that burned through the entire village gradually died down, but only a few villagers were left alive.

As the young and strong resistance were completely wiped out, except for a few lucky ones who escaped into the mountains during the chaos, or the women and children who hid at home and were not discovered in time, the rest had already fallen under the butcher's knife of the villains.

The little girl's family is just a corner of the disaster, and is far from the whole picture.

Seeing Lin En and his crew annihilating all the enemies who massacred the village like gods, the survivors no longer felt happy and didn't even want to know the reason.

They just knelt on the ground silently, pressing their foreheads woodenly against the cold earth and stones.

The day had dawned, but this mountain village that had suffered an unexpected disaster was left with only endless darkness and desolation.

"……Why?"

The little girl curled up in Ines' arms asked the original question again, but the meaning was very different.

"Why it came out like this?"

She hugged the kitten whose wounds had been healed tightly, and her crying voice echoed in the open space in the middle of the village.

The old, weak, women and children kneeling on the ground were unable to answer. The only response to her was a long silence. Until Lin En chased the last fleeing truck for several kilometers, cut it into pieces, and returned with Nasir and others who had rushed there after hearing the news.

He looked at his unharmed companion, then at the dirty girl, took her from Ines, and gently wiped off the dirt and tears mixed on her cheeks.

He held the girl's hand and looked at the heartbroken Nasir, and the strange tribe of Muggles and wizards following closely behind him.

Chapter 226 There is no God who looks down on the world (Part )

"Does God really exist?" The little girl who had lost everything held Lin's hand tightly as if she had grabbed the last straw and asked, "Why doesn't He come to save us?"

"I didn't mean to offend your beliefs."

Lin En squatted down, looked at the girl who almost collapsed, and carefully considered his words, "But the reality is as you can see, my companions and I are not gods, but people like you. It's just that we are different from ordinary people. We are wizards."

“Lynn, you…” Nasir’s face was bitter.

"Nasir, you and your tribe have completed your mission. The monster in the ruins no longer exists." Lin En said without turning his head, but there was no joy in his expression.

He just stared at the girl in front of him.

"Wizard?" the girl asked timidly. This word had never appeared in her life in the past ten years.

"Yes, a wizard, that is, someone who can do magic." Lin En nodded, "I'm Lin En, what's your name?"

"…Rim."

Perhaps the ups and downs of her emotions took away too much physical strength, or perhaps it was due to long-term malnutrition, her voice sounded very weak and her whole body became shaky.

This is a very common Pashto name, symbolizing clouds in the sky and also meaning white.

"It's a nice name. I guess your family also hopes that you can be as free as the clouds in the sky."

While praising, Lin En carefully tidied up the girl's clothes which were a little messy due to hiding and running. His eyes were gentle, not like someone who had just finished a battle.

Hearing about the death of her family members, Rim thought of the tragedy that happened not long ago - right before her eyes, her relatives fell one after another under the gun of the wanton killing, and the originally poor but happy family was left with only her alone in the blink of an eye.

The sad feeling came back and turned into teardrops as big as beans that welled up in my eyes.

She threw herself on Lin En, using her crying to vent her emotions and the magic power accumulated in her body.

Magic is a creation of the spirit and a projection of emotions.

Gray magic surged out from her, attracting the fearful gazes of the surrounding villagers, and then slowly dissipated in the sunlight.

Inès and the others wanted to step forward, but Euphemia calmly stopped them.

"I'm afraid you can't handle it. This child's magic riot is not that simple... Leave it to Lin En."

Her beautiful brown eyes were filled with pity, and Euphemia recalled many past events, with mixed emotions rising in her heart.

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Lynn didn't say much, just patted Rim's back, soothing his body and mind with soft and pure magic.

The rune symbol shone brightly in the air.

The magic with strong corrosive power could not cause any ripples in front of him. It disappeared without a trace like wisps of mist.

It was his intention to mention the sad thing.

The release of emotions and magic is the first and most crucial step to get out of pain.

Only by crying can the negative emotions that are pent up in your heart be resolved.

The little girl named Rim cried out the names of her mother and family members in a sad voice.

Nasir, who was not far away, silently turned his head and wiped away his tears, then pretended to be tough and commanded the tribal youths to go to various parts of the village to search for possible survivors.

This was not the first time he had seen such a scene. As a highly respected elder, he had witnessed such purgatory scenes many times over the past few decades.

Even though his tribe has ancient magic as protection, they can only protect themselves.

They have their own missions, and even if they have the power they would not dare to use it as wantonly as Lin En did today.

But after today, the situation may change.

If what Lin En said was true, and the monster that had been imprisoned in the mausoleum for more than a thousand years was indeed dead, then they would truly be free.

Heavy responsibilities are shackles that bind strength.

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Until the last trace of magic power dissipated, Rim, who was tired of crying, felt unprecedented fatigue and fell asleep in Lin En's arms.

The petite black cat was still spinning in the same place, its lively eyes revealing something.

Lynn stroked her black hair, which was exactly the same as her own, and handed her over to Ines who came forward.

"Please help take care of her. This child's magic may have some cursed qualities. It would be most appropriate for you to examine it."

He spoke softly, his eyes already on the cat at his feet, "As for you, little guy... I didn't expect that there would be cat-leopard blood left in a place like this..."

No matter how the kitten dodged and moved, Lin En's big hands were like an unstoppable Five Finger Mountain, grabbing it firmly and lifting it directly into the air.

"Meow meow!!!"

It had never been in such close contact with a stranger before, so it bared its teeth and made threats, struggling desperately with its claws and teeth bared.

But at the same time, it tactfully retracted its sharp claws, which is its instinct to seek benefits and avoid harm.

Lynn didn't waste too much time on it. He just took a quick look at it, satisfied his curiosity a little, and then put it back. He watched it run to Rim and look around vigilantly.

Surprisingly, this wary little guy seemed to have no problems with Inès.

The magic light lit up, and the survivors who were kneeling around stood up one after another, and slowly left with the help of the young people brought by Nasir - this village could no longer be rebuilt, and the only survivors could only find another way to survive.