Hogwarts doesn't need a savior

Chapter 372 Assassination

The news that Mundungus Fletcher was seriously injured in an attack by unknown militants quickly spread from Tunisia to faraway Britain, and reached Lynn and Dumbledore through two channels almost at the same time.

Lynn, who was making the first loose-leaf magic for the new edition of the magic book, was shocked when he heard the news. He set off without stopping and rushed to the crime scene with Euphemia - the only downtown area in the town, a market full of Muggle tourists and nearby villagers.

There, he met Brian and several British Aurors, as well as Muggle police who were maintaining order not far away.

"Have you seen the attacker? Tell me about the situation." Lynn couldn't wait to ask as soon as they met.

Brian nodded. "Yes, I saw it. When Fletch was attacked, I was only 20 to 30 meters away from him. But the guy who attacked him was very slippery and there were so many people here, so he ran away."

"Hmm... where is Fletch now?" After a moment's silence, Euphemia, who felt something was wrong, spoke slowly, "And the characteristics of the attacker, did you see anything?"

"Fletch is in the hospital here. My men said Dumbledore has arrived and is taking him back..."

"Brian, please help me send Mundungus back to England first. The hospital here is not good. I'm afraid he needs to be treated at St. Mungo's for his injuries to be resolved."

Brian had only said half of his words when Dumbledore appeared beside them due to the fluctuation of space. There was a hint of worry between his brows, and he stared at Lynn as he spoke.

"Do as the principal says." Lynn, who understood Dumbledore's eyes, said in a deep voice, "Brian, you escort Fletch back home first. Saving people is the most important thing. Fei, you come too."

"Okay." Euphemia said without hesitation, "Brian, lead the way to the hospital. We have to hurry and talk on the way."

"Ah, okay!" Brian, who was startled by Dumbledore's sudden arrival, finally came to his senses, looked around, made sure there was no problem, immediately grabbed Euphemia's arm, and started Apparition with his subordinates around him.

In a blink of an eye, Lynn and Dumbledore were the only ones left in the dim alley.

"Mundungus is in a deep coma. It's not a curse, but a knife wound. However, the knife wound is highly poisonous. We are not sure what it is yet. It should be a mixture of toxins from the Acromantula and Venomous Horned Beast. In the past, South American dark wizards loved this kind of poison. If it cannot be controlled in time, it will be life-threatening."

His tall figure was hidden in the shadows, and Dumbledore's face showed a rare look of anger.

He was certain that this was an attack planned and launched by wizards, but it was carried out in the form of Muggles, so that the local multinational joint ministry of magic, which was already slow to act, had no response at all.

In fact, in North Africa, where all kinds of people coexist, especially in the area covered by the Sahara Desert, such wizard feuds are endless, and the local Ministry of Magic has long been accustomed to them.

But as the people who arranged this matter behind the scenes, Dumbledore and Lynn both smelled instability.

The investigation had just begun, and the designated important participant had been assassinated and his life was in danger. This was not a good sign, and no wonder Dumbledore was so angry.

"Fei will go find Amanda and do it herself." Lin En understood his feelings and said softly, "Maybe we should go and see for ourselves...especially those local snakes. Although I don't think the gains may be great if the other party is really prepared."

After saying that, he drew out his wand, pointed it lightly at the sky, and cast a large-scale group confusion spell with ease.

The Muggles in the entire market seemed to be drunk. They stood staggeringly in the same place, maintaining their original movements, with dazed and empty expressions.

This surprised Dumbledore, but he didn't say anything. He walked into the crowd with a gloomy face and explored the remaining information at the scene with Lin En.

When he gets angry, the dark wizards and hooligans nearby will be in trouble, whether they are wizards or Muggles.

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The development of the situation was just as Lin En had expected. After half a day, even though the two of them had searched all the nearby ruffians and information dealers one by one, they still obtained very little useful information.

There are more than ten mysterious people whose whereabouts are unknown here every day. They have no origins and no whereabouts. No one will pay attention to these things as long as they don't find me.

This is the norm in lawless places.

The more crowded the place is and the more all kinds of people mix together, the more complicated and disruptive the information will be.

This was why Dumbledore chose Mundungus.

However, he never expected that someone as experienced as him would suffer a setback and even nearly lose his life. This was like a shadow hanging over the silent old man's head, making him angry and worried.

The only thing they got was the knife - two days ago, it was bought from a black market dealer by a local Muggle child in his teens, and its whereabouts were unknown since then. This morning, the child's body was found in the desert outside the town, and he had been dead for a long time.

This confirmed the two's premonition - it had been planned long ago, and the style of action was sharp and ruthless, without any delay.

With heavy hearts, the two returned to London together, and Mundungus' treatment came to an end in the evening.

Thanks to timely treatment and St. Mungo's mature poison treatment technology, Mundungus, who was stabbed three times in the abdomen, survived, but was still unconscious due to his serious injuries.

Although most people looked down on this liar, Dumbledore always had full trust in him - the two of them had a life-long friendship, and at least in front of Dumbledore, Mundungus's loyalty was unquestionable.

His miserable condition made Dumbledore, who had calmed down a little, furious again.

Although the old man looks kind, there is a lion sleeping in his heart. No matter how much he fears power and strength, he is still the descendant of Godric Gryffindor, and may even be the heir of Gryffindor who is better than his father.

He hadn't seen such a situation for more than ten years, and the last organization that had the courage to provoke him was the Death Eaters.

This forced him to pay utmost attention and focus on this organization that dared to go against the will of the world, just as he would do his utmost to track down Voldemort's whereabouts.

However, the enemy was in the dark and there was no clue to follow, which made him feel quite embarrassed and annoyed, like a tiger trying to eat the sky but not knowing where to start.

And at this moment, a foreign aid who was not in the plan quietly arrived at the scene.

He walked out of the elevator slowly, holding an old robe stained with blood in his hand.

"Albus, you should have come to me first for this kind of thing, instead of me finding out the news and coming to you on my own initiative."

A rough voice came from afar. Lynn and Dumbledore, who were talking in a low voice, turned their heads at the same time. At first glance, they saw the old face that looked even more hideous due to countless scars, and the magic eye that was always turning and alert to the surroundings.

In the whole of Britain, no, in the whole wizarding world, there is only one person with such a recognizable appearance.

A former Auror who had fought to the death with Voldemort and his followers for more than ten years and had made great achievements.

Alastor "Mad-Eye" Moody.

When it comes to solving homicides and catching criminals, there is probably no one more professional than him, even though he has been retired for many years.

The wooden prosthetic leg made a dull sound on the floor, but he walked faster than a healthy person. He appeared in front of the two people almost like a gust of wind, lifting up his robe that was almost soaked in blood.

"I want to teach that bastard Johnson a lesson. Who taught him to leave such important evidence downstairs?"

The loud voice like a broken gong made the two people's ears buzz, and the smell of blood floated in the air.

Chapter 373 Mad-Eye and the Attack

Moody brought with him the robe in which Mundungus had been murdered, having been stabbed three times in the abdomen by the knife-wielding assailant with a poisoned dagger.

The spurting blood mixed with venom soaked it. In order to facilitate treatment, the healers of St. Mungo's took it off and placed it outside the treatment room. Moody, who happened to arrive, found it and brought it over.

As a senior criminal investigation expert, Moody was very angry about this and shouted that he wanted to pull Brian over for a lecture.

But Brian had already returned to the Ministry of Magic and was reporting the situation to Director Amelia Bones who had received the news.

Mad-Eye, who couldn't find anyone, glared fiercely at the Aurors from the second team who were still on guard in the corridors on both sides, but he didn't bother them any more and said to the two of them:

"Mundungus is a habitual thief. He has always had a habit of subconsciously hiding things in the interlayer of his sleeves. This time is no exception. I found this."

He carefully took out a piece of cloth, which was still stained with sweat and blood, and showed it to the two of them.

This might be a clue that Mundungus left subconsciously when he was attacked. If Mad-Eye, who had been dealing with him for many years, had not discovered it in time, it might have been missed.

Lin En and Dumbledore looked at each other, their hearts skipped a beat but they secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Well done, Alastor. Now is indeed the time when we need your help." Dumbledore stroked his beard instinctively, his tone serious.

"More intelligence requires follow-up investigation, but I tell you clearly that the previous investigation is invalid." Moody put the scraps of cloth into a special iron box and looked at Mundungus inside through the closed door.

Conventional obstacles are useless to him, and only sophisticated magic can block that magical eye.

After just one look, he sighed heavily: "Although this guy is lucky, I'm afraid he won't recover in a few months."

"With Amanda here, nothing will happen. What's more important now is to find clues. We found the source of the knife in Tunisia. It was a black market dealer, but the boy who bought it has been killed."

"That's normal," Moody said. "There must be more than one attacker. They are a group of veterans. Otherwise, Mundungus wouldn't be so unresponsive given his skills. Since he's a veteran, he won't leave you many loopholes."

He and Lynn were old acquaintances, and they had worked together for quite a long time before and after Voldemort's downfall. They had even fought side by side against the Death Eaters many times, and they had a good relationship.

Because of this, he did not show his neurotic side in front of Lynn, just like before his retirement, and even gave her some well-intentioned advice and teachings.

"In my opinion, you have already alerted the enemy a long time ago." Moody raised his finger and shook it. "Now the reason why this group of people chose to attack Mundungus in public is that they are most likely provoking us. There is no need to investigate."

"There's no need to investigate?" Dumbledore frowned slightly. "Alastor, this is not what you would say."

"An open investigation would only lead to a trap because you don't have any key clues, and this is Africa, not Britain, and the situation is unfamiliar."

Moody looked at him without flinching. "There is only one feasible way to investigate. Move from the open to the dark. This is not the clumsy disguise of these novices. It is a real covert investigation."

"...I see. Do you have any suggestions?" Dumbledore asked after a moment's thought. "You are the most authoritative master of investigation and crime solving. We need your wisdom."

Lin En on the side stepped back silently and began to think seriously.

Dumbledore took the initiative to ask for advice. He himself was deeply touched by Moody's words and had some plans in mind.

It is true that Mundungus is a liar, but even if his abilities are not strong, they are definitely not weak. If he could be attacked like this, then if stargazers traveling around Europe encounter him, they may also make mistakes if they are not careful.

Although Purple Rune's World Tree Shadow is extremely effective, it is not a panacea for defense.

At no time will magic, a dead thing, be an absolute and invulnerable defense against powerful wizards.

As the leader of the Stargazers, he is responsible for the lives and property of many people and must carefully weigh the pros and cons and then make responsible decisions.

A single move can affect the entire body. Although the current situation seems to have little impact, the various relationships behind it are very complicated.

While he was pondering, Moody had already given his answer readily.

"My suggestion is very simple. Withdraw all the detectives you have deployed in various places. I will take full responsibility." The former Auror patted his chest with confidence. "The more people there are, the more trouble they will cause. Just a few people cooperating with me will be enough."

"Who do you want to help you?" asked Dumbledore.

"Let's get Sirius to help me. Although he's not very smart, he's still pretty good." Moody obviously had a plan in mind and said without hesitation, "And let Kingsley and his team prepare for a cross-border operation."

"That's no problem. I'll communicate with them." Dumbledore nodded without hesitation. "Anything else?"

"The rest is for Lynn and I to talk about." Moody's smile always looked very ferocious, although Lynn, who was very familiar with him, knew that the smile was somewhat mocking.

He walked up to Lynn, leaned close to his ear, and called out a few names in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

They are all members of Stargazer, Victor's people.

This surprised Lin En, but she then felt relieved.

As the oldest and most powerful Auror, Moody's magic eye can see many things that others cannot notice.

"How about lending these people to me?" Moody said half jokingly, "I'll take good care of them."

"Since you said so, how could I refuse?" Lin En asked with a smile, and readily agreed, "It just so happens that I have also entrusted them to help with the investigation. Since you are willing to take the lead, I think they will be very happy."

"Very good, then you can leave these matters to me without worry - Oh no! There's an enemy attack! Go to the first floor quickly!"

Moody demonstrated with his own actions what it takes only a moment to go from laughter to rage.

When neither Lynn nor Dumbledore noticed, he suddenly pulled out his wand in the middle of his words and rushed towards the nearby stairwell.

His eyes of clairvoyance happened to see a horrifying scene.

However, he was on the fifth floor and unable to cast anti-Apparition magic, so he was ultimately unable to make it.

"boom--"

The next second, a deafening explosion sounded, and even the ground on the fifth floor was shaking slightly.

It was then that Dumbledore suddenly remembered that today was the time Greyback had scheduled to launch the attack.

I thought that with the annihilation of Greyback and the werewolf mobs from all over Europe, there would be no more attacks.

But he didn't expect that this previously unknown mysterious organization would be so powerful.

This is a naked provocation and demonstration.

The old man's face turned ashen, and Dumbledore raised the Elder Wand in anger. With the sound of the air exploding, the Anti-Apparition Charm shattered like fragile window paper.

The tall figure disappeared in an instant.

Everyone knew that Dumbledore was angry.

Lynn touched the badge on his chest inconspicuously.

He had already guessed and made arrangements, so although he was somewhat surprised and annoyed at this scene, he was not like Dumbledore.

He was much calmer now that he was sure the situation was not getting out of control.

Chapter 374 Scapegoat

The attack broke out in the hospital lobby.

The first person to bear the brunt of the attack was none other than Amanda.