Hogwarts doesn't need a savior

"Rowena's magic, let alone him, even Dumbledore and I would have to spend a lot of effort to find the clues."

"I have seen that magic before. The risk of exposure is basically negligible." Dumbledore said in a deep voice, "Judging from his movements, he should be the person in charge of the southern European region."

He pointed to a few of the largest red dots and said, "Now at least it has been proven that they have connections with many dark wizards, and through various transactions, many people work for them."

"There are several large black markets with strongholds, and even the one in Spain has revived." Lin En said with a hint of sarcasm, "It seems that the last killing was not ruthless enough."

"We must show no mercy to such an organization." Dumbledore nodded solemnly, "We must find an opportunity to eradicate these cancers. Alastor, I need you to continue investigating along this clue."

"That's no problem. We'll split into two groups. Newt will lead one group to stay here, and Sirius and I will act alone in the other group to screen the people here." Moody said.

"It's not just them. There's another thing." Lin En added, "About those two guys who volunteered to die."

"Do they have any more secrets?" asked Dumbledore.

"Not only do they have secrets, but they are also quite large." Lynn took out a small glass bottle. "They are older than you, and their backgrounds are very interesting - have you ever heard of the Rosicrucian?"

Everyone present looked at each other, only Dumbledore raised his eyebrows slightly, showing a little surprise.

"That alchemy society that has disappeared? This is indeed worthy of attention."

"People who pursue mysticism always find it difficult to reject a behemoth like Leviathan," Lin En said with a double meaning. "What I am concerned about is how many such people and organizations there are."

"Does Nico know?" Dumbledore took the glass bottle from Linn's hand, "What are you going to do?"

"A little earlier than you. After all, he was the one who started this heretic who wanted to create a god. I failed to eradicate him completely at that time, so he left some remnants. Take this as a warning this time."

Lynn said calmly, "I'll leave some reminders for Dodgers and Mr. Sant - since Lester is not doing well on his own, let's give him a push and make him famous."

Dumbledore looked at him thoughtfully.

He is well aware of the significance and value of this plan.

As the most important resource currently in hand, the vampire Lestat is the breakthrough point for everyone's investigation of Leviathan. He is also the link that is least likely to alert the enemy and has unique advantages.

Having lived for more than 300 years, he has more experience than anyone else, and has been cooperating with the Leviathan organization on and off for more than 200 years.

They have always maintained a mutually beneficial and distant relationship, and they do not know each other very well, which makes them most suitable to constantly expose their "trump cards" in exchange for imminent means of prolonging their lives.

Izar and Baladuc, and the underground society behind them hidden in Germany, are both a deterrent and a good signal to seek cooperation.

A powerful vampire who has been hiding his strength for many years, but is forced to seek new ways because his means of extending his life are about to run out.

Such an identity is impeccable from any angle.

It could even explain his cynicism and arrogance for hundreds of years before that - they were just the quirks of a master.

Seeing that no one expressed a different opinion, Lin En picked up the bouquet and said softly, "You guys discuss the rest of the plan. I'll go first. This matter must be done by me."

After saying that, he winked at Newt, then looked at Dobby who had been staying in an inconspicuous corner from beginning to end, and disappeared from everyone's sight with a "swish".

Dobby's eyes widened with curiosity, and Moody also showed a bit of surprise.

"This Apparition is really... unique." Mad-Eye exclaimed as his magic eye rolled around.

"He's always like this. Let's continue the discussion." Newt clapped his hands to focus everyone's attention. "Since Alastor said to split the troops into two groups, then..."

Chapter 437 Bloody Cross

Baden-Württemberg, western Black Forest, forested mountains bordering the Rhine Valley.

This place is also known as the Teutoburg Forest. Straight and tall fir trees can be seen everywhere. The Danube and Neckar rivers originate here. The ruins and remains of the ancient Roman era are also one of the symbols of this place.

In the middle of the eighteenth century, the Austrian headquarters of the Rosicrucian Order was uprooted by Nicolas Flamel and a group of his close friends because of their attempt to create gods by combining the mysticism of alchemy with astrology.

This was also Nico's last public appearance and fight in front of the world.

The church association that had a considerable influence among both wizards and Muggles disappeared, and the heresy of forbidden magic and alchemy also disappeared in the long river of history.

However, they were not completely wiped out. The wizard Izar who died at the hands of Linn was a survivor of the First World War. His best friend, the goblin Baladuk, was the one who rescued him during the battle with his magical powers.

After the storm had passed, they found a few pieces of information buried deep underground in the church headquarters that had been reduced to a scorched earth, and brought a few people who had also managed to escape for various reasons to the edge of this mountainous and densely forested area.

He stayed there for more than two hundred years.

Over the past three centuries, they no longer dare to be as ostentatious as they did in the past, but they still try to restore and even develop the alchemy left behind by various means - using the human body as the medium and the exchange formula of equivalents.

Immortality is also the result of these alchemies, but it is far less permanent than the Philosopher's Stone, and is even more bloody.

It is naturally impossible to carry out research in such a harsh environment, especially such inhumane research.

In the early years, the wizarding society was still in a relatively backward and loose state, and no one knew about their crimes in secret. However, as the Ministries of Magic in various countries gradually became formalized, the living space left for them began to shrink sharply.

After the end of the European war started by Grindelwald, this survival crisis was gradually magnified to the extreme.

In order to survive and develop, Izar and Baladuk, as leaders, took several elders to engage in their own old profession of dark wizardry.

Kidnapping civilians, assassinating political opponents, killing people and robbing... They have tried almost every way that can make money without attracting too much attention. Over time, they have made a name for themselves in the underground world and naturally came into the sight of Leviathan.

In the late 1970s, they were valued by Dorjes, who had just become the Arbiter, and he personally recruited them. Over the next decade or so, their cooperation evolved into a deep alliance, and they became the most useful killing weapons in his hands.

With sufficient funds, ambitions also grew. The Rosicrucian Order hidden in the mountains and forests began to recruit troops again. Izar and Baladuc also began to be dissatisfied with the one-way cooperation with Dorjes and began to look for new allies.

One of them is Sant, an old enemy of the vampire Lestat, who is equally good at scent tracking and treasure discovery.

Unfortunately, their ambitions had just begun and were dissipated in the wild mountains of Scotland and the secret bars of Florence.

But they will not be alone in their "adventure" after death, because there will soon be someone to accompany them.

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On the river bank outside the forest, Euphemia was fiddling with her hair out of boredom, her bare feet lightly kicking the water.

Seeing Lin En coming over with a big bouquet of roses, her face suddenly turned from cloudy to bright and she waved with a smile.

After a brief kiss, she put on her shoes and socks and walked happily into the fir forest. The bouquet was nowhere to be found, and only the most delicate one was decorated in the middle of her golden hair, which was extremely attractive.

"Victor brought people to the periphery to prepare for the response. Nico wanted to come over, but I stopped him. He is just like a child at his age and still messing around."

Holding Lin En's hand tightly, Miss Fei was in high spirits, with no sense of urgency about the upcoming battle.

And deep in the forest, inside a low mountain, in a cave that looks like a church, the Rosicrucians, unaware that they have lost their leader, are still conducting experiments intensively.

A cross decorated with four scarlet roses hung high on the wall of the cave. In the bright lights, the fluctuations of magic dispelled the faint smell of blood, leaving only a lingering trace.

Countless bones and countless wronged souls are buried at the foot of the mountain, piled up by countless wealth and sins, giving rise to the delusion of creating a god.

It is indeed time to reckon, not only for the majority of people who remain in this mountain, but also for a few vagrants whose whereabouts have been traced and who should be searching all over Baden-Württemberg for magical materials and looking for the next batch of experimental subjects.

Lynn will never show mercy to such lunatics who overestimate their own abilities and are obsessed with creating things that should not exist.

The flawless silver crystal flashed in the dim forest, leaving a streak of blood. It was the wizard on guard outside the nest, who looked to be no more than 20 or 30 years old, and his origins were unknown.

Until death came, he had no idea what the coldness that pierced his head was like. His consciousness was shattered in an instant, leaving no room for maneuver, and he died quickly and efficiently.

The next moment, a tiny but blazing fireball shot out from the shadows and reduced his still warm body to ashes the moment it touched him.

Outside the cave entrance in the distance, another witch who was standing guard vaguely noticed something. When she looked closely, she saw a figure wearing a high-necked windbreaker, moving as swiftly as a ghost.

And those red eyes and fangs.

"have--"

Before the warning cry could be uttered, the broken throat turned all words into a gurgling sound.

She raised her hand in vain to cover the wound, but it was of no use. She only witnessed a pair of cold brown eyes rapidly enlarged in her field of vision, and the world became dark.

"The intelligence is fine. The structure is not very complicated. In addition to the two of them, there are fifteen other people inside who are not prepared."

Euphemia lightly placed the witch's body flat in an inconspicuous corner and pointed at the dark corridor.

"I'll leave the outside to you. I'll be back soon."

Lin En, who had transformed into a vampire again, strode past Euphemia. With a flash of the rune symbol, he disappeared into the darkness.

This was followed by a series of ear-piercing screams and explosions.

There are both remnants of the gang from two hundred years ago and accomplices who joined this place at some point in the intervening period, but the results are the same.

The crimson rose logo was stained black by the flames.

The pure white cross was stained red with the blood of sin.

In just a few minutes, more than a dozen people scattered everywhere were killed at lightning speed, leaving only three people who were still in the deepest part of the research and discussion.

And the unspeakable monsters they created.

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"Although I've seen it in the memories of those two idiots, it really makes me uncomfortable to see something like this with my own eyes."

Outside the broken alloy door, Lynn's face was cold, his wand raised sideways as he looked at the three old wizards who were facing a formidable enemy.

"You are... Izar and the others--!"

"Yes, I have killed your accomplices. Now it is your turn, Avada Kedavra!"

A pale green light flickered through the cave.

Chapter 438: Ancient and Modern Fantasy

"Uuuuuu——"

"This thing... is still conscious...?"

Looking at the huge "meat ball" that blocked the killing curse, Lin En's brows were deeply furrowed, and the murderous intent in his eyes became stronger.

But before he could attack again, the walls around him seemed to suddenly turn from dead objects into living things, extending countless soft and disgusting tentacles to attack him.

This was the scene he had seen in the wizard Izar's memory, and it was also the evidence of the Rosicrucian's guilt.

"Living Alchemy, but killing you bastards is too easy, it doesn't make me happy." Lin En suppressed his anger, waved his wand lightly, and the fierce fire cast an indestructible absolute barrier around his body.

The blue-white flames lit up the Rose Cross symbol hanging high above their heads, as well as the terrified old faces.

Only the meat ball seemed to have no idea of ​​fear and launched the attack fearlessly.

The flesh and blood were tangled together to form dozens of twisted and desperate faces - they might be the victims from many years ago, or even recently, who did not find peace after death.

The scales of alchemy were polluted by strange magic and came to the worst and ugliest end.

Create soul.

Create life.

Create gods.

Sacrifice more souls and lives.

After more than two hundred years of secret operations and repeated deductions, the evil alchemy that was once burned by Nicolas Flamel once again appeared in front of a new generation of alchemists.

All three were lucky enough to have escaped the battle of death and destruction in the past, and the situation today is even worse than before.

After each of them showed off their skills, no one chose to fight, but instead fled in different directions as if they had already had a tacit understanding.

One of them hid in the secret door on the wall and went deep into the corridor.

One hid among the densely packed test benches and jumped into the hole.

The last one blasted a spell at the rose cross on the wall, knocking it down and activating a mechanism at the same time. Countless black unidentified objects the size of mice suddenly emerged from the underground of the cave, rushed towards the fire circle fearlessly, and turned into ashes one after another.

It all happened so quickly, so quickly that before the flesh ball containing the wronged souls could get close, the last old man in charge of providing cover disappeared into the gap that suddenly appeared on the ground.

The air was filled with a strong burnt smell, but Lin En just stood there, staring at the ball of flesh that was approaching from afar.

"The moral gap between people is sometimes greater than the difference between humans and beasts. I thought those beastly false gods were already shameless scum, but I didn't expect that there would be such dirty experiments and wizards."

As if in response to his words, the restless tentacles and rolling flesh balls became more ferocious than before, emitting a foul smell of blood.

"Shh-"

The fierce fire spread rapidly and turned into three tricky fire dragons that bypassed everything in their path and went deep into the secret escape passage.

The next moment, a shrill wailing sound seemed to travel through time and space, echoing in the empty cave, followed by three charred but not yet dead human "bodies" - or rather, bodies that were once intact.

"I said that just killing you wouldn't be enough to make me happy. You have to pay for what you did."

Lynn's tone remained unchanged. The three old wizards, who had almost turned into charcoal but still retained their last breath, now understood the pain of those wizards and Muggles who were abducted here by them and were unable to live or die - but it was only a drop in the bucket.

Only the eyes of the head were deliberately preserved and remained intact, allowing them to see a scene that they would never forget for the rest of their lives.