The years of welding at Hogwarts

Twenty seconds after the phone rang, a man with a tired and sleepy look on his face appeared in the living room, wearing only simple pajamas.

Before he could put the receiver to his ear, a slightly anxious female voice came from the other end of the receiver.

sound.

"Dr. Lecter, I'm sorry to bother you at this time, but my son has a severe fever..."

After a brief exchange, the man gently put the microphone back to its original place, trying his best to control the noise from his actions so as not to wake up his son and daughter who were sleeping in the room.

But when he turned around, a figure had already stood quietly behind him without him noticing, leaning against the door frame of the bedroom door in the dim darkness.

"It's so late, are you going out again?"

The figure slowly walked out of the darkness, and with the faint light that came from the sky outside and through the glass windows into the house, one could vaguely see that it was a beautiful woman.

The gentle and virtuous wife took out the thick coat in her arms and put it on her husband.

"It's Rosa calling. Her child has never been well, but this time it seems to be quite serious."

The man sighed helplessly, "I'll be back soon, just go back to sleep."

"You're always thinking about others, but you don't pay much attention to your own body."

The woman's hand gently stroked the man's face, and after giving him a sweet kiss, she turned back to the room and packed clothes for the man to wear when going out.

A few minutes later, the low roar of a car engine was heard in the yard downstairs.

Watching the taillights of the car gradually disappear at the end of the town road, the woman finally withdrew her gaze and turned back to the room.

After going to the next bedroom to take a look at the children, the woman returned to her own bedroom. The half-open quilt had long lost its original warmth.

Sitting on the cold bed, the woman did not fall asleep peacefully as her husband had said, but just sat quietly in the darkness waiting for the familiar engine sound to appear in her ears again.

"Hula la la..."

A sound like the flapping of bat wings was heard on the roof.

This strange noise did not attract the woman's attention. In this remote town adjacent to a large forest, it was common for bats to come out to hunt after dark.

Even though the flapping sound was much louder than the usual sound of bats, the woman did not suspect anything.

The woman half leaning on the bed, quietly waiting for her husband to return, just staring silently at the glass window of the bedroom. The faint moonlight shone on the not-so-thick curtains, reflecting a scattered silver light.

I glanced at the clock on the bedside table. The hands covered with fluorescent paint clearly showed the current time even in such poor lighting conditions.

A little after 1:20 in the morning.

The woman was silently calculating the time in her mind. She thought her husband should be back by about time.

Rosa, who just called, lives not far from here, only two or three kilometers away.

It only takes less than half an hour to drive from home to see the doctor for the other party's child and then come back. Now it's almost the same...

The flapping of bat wings sounded again on the roof.

Lifting the quilt covering her body, the woman fumbled to turn on the lamp on the bedside table, walked to the window with great anticipation for her husband's return, and slightly lifted a corner of the curtain.

Ok?

The bright moon hanging high in the sky cast a layer of silver light over the entire town, while also illuminating everything on the ground.

At some point, a figure appeared in the yard outside the house.

Although she didn't know why she didn't hear the familiar sound of the car engine, the woman still happily grabbed the flashlight on the bedside table and hurried downstairs to greet her husband.

As the door of the house creaked open, the bright beam of light from the flashlight shone on the figure standing in the yard.

The woman was stunned for a moment.

The person who appeared in the yard was not her husband, but a stranger she had never seen in this town. He was shrouded in a black robe, revealing only a pale face and the...

Cruel eyes as red as blood.

As if disturbed by the light from the flashlight, the mysterious man, who had been standing still like a stone statue, suddenly raised his head and smiled at the woman.

Also revealed was the opponent's pair of sharp fangs that were so sharp that they were eerie.

Just like in the legend...

Like a vampire!

When she thought of this possibility, the woman felt an extremely ominous premonition all over her body, as if every cell in her body was telling her that the danger was imminent.

Panic almost swallowed her whole.

But when she thought of the two children sleeping in the bedroom upstairs, the courage that burst out from the bottom of her heart gave her the will and ability to act again.

A minute later, a loud roar from a double-barreled shotgun firing completely broke the silence within a radius of 500 meters.

Lights gradually turned on in many of the surrounding houses, and many people leaned out of the windows to see which bastard was firing randomly in the quiet night.

However, the next second

What they heard was a heart-wrenching scream.

At the same time, there was the crying and wailing that could only be uttered by a person in the most desperate moment, "Please! Please don't hurt my child!"

Two kilometers away, Casillas, who had already completed the treatment of the patient and was driving home, suddenly felt a sense of panic in his heart, as if something bad had happened.

The discomfort coming from his heart made him step on the brakes involuntarily. He parked the car on the side of the road and gasped for breath to calm his body.

"Is it because you are too tired from working during the day?..."

Shaking his head to drive away the tiredness that was growing due to the interrupted sleep, Casillas stepped on the accelerator pedal again and drove the car back towards home.

It’s so strange, why are all the lights on in the house in front?

Chapter 384: Demon Slayer’s…Staff?

It should have been a quiet time of night, but the houses on both sides of the street were strangely lit up with lights.

The street ahead was also shrouded in a noisy atmosphere that was not suitable for this time. Casillas could even see familiar neighbors at the doors of the houses on both sides of the street. They were holding shotguns or axes in their hands, looking vigilantly at any unusual movements on the street.

What happened?

As the car moved forward, Casillas's uneasiness gradually deepened. It was not until he was within a hundred meters of his home that he realized...

The source of this strange phenomenon seems to be near my home?

No, judging from the crowds gathered at the door, that must be my home, right?

In the panic, he almost drove the car head-on into the dense crowd. Casillas didn't even bother to stop the car and hurriedly pushed open the door. His steps were slightly staggering as he squeezed through the crowded crowd.

Before even stepping into the house, the large pool of dark red blood splattered on the threshold was already a bad omen.

"No, no! Alana!"

Screaming heartbreakingly, Casillas rushed into the house almost like a madman, but what he saw was a scene that he could not accept no matter what -

The originally warm and beautiful home has become a mess. The wife who was gently packing his clothes and seeing him off half an hour ago is now lying in a pool of blood, holding a double-barreled shotgun tightly in her hand.

She was lying on the stairs with a look of fear in her eyes. Her hands were clenched into fists as if she was trying to grab something, and the direction her hands were pointing was the bedroom of her two children.

Perhaps, she wanted to delay the unknown murderer and prevent him from killing the two sleeping children.

However, the bloody claw mark on the back of her neck took her life, and made the last hope of a mother who wanted to protect her child in the face of danger become an unrealistic fantasy.

A large amount of blood gushed out from the cut blood vessels, staining most of the stairs red.

As blood gushed out in large quantities, the originally hot body gradually lost its temperature in the cold night.

The crimson footprints spiraled up the winding staircase until they disappeared in front of the tightly closed door of his two children's bedrooms due to the obstruction of the door panels.

"Alana! Alana!"

At that moment, Casillas' heart seemed to be tightly gripped by some unknown terrifying existence.

The remaining rationality in his heart drove him to walk around his wife's gradually cooling body. He almost crawled up the stairs and broke open the tightly closed door.

A radiant golden light entered Casillas' eyes.

The scene in the room was not as hell on earth as he had imagined. His two beloved children, like his wife, were attacked by an unknown murderer and fell in a pool of blood.

On the contrary, his two children were still sleeping soundly, except that two hemispherical barriers emitting faint golden light tightly enveloped their beds.

And in the open space in the middle of the room, there stood a most beautiful woman he had ever seen in his life. Even though she was covered by a large robe and only half of her face was exposed, her beauty was fully revealed.

In her hand was a short sword that radiated golden light.

At this moment, this chillingly sharp dagger pierced through the body of another stranger in the room, a pale-faced man with sharp fangs...

When he saw the other person's distinctive face, the word "vampire" suddenly popped up in Casillas' mind.

As Natasha slowly thrust the magic sword in her hand deep into the opponent's heart again, the vampire, whose face was as pale as if covered with a thick layer of flour, also widened his eyes synchronously.

There was no longer the former ferocity and cruelty in those scarlet eyes; instead, there was only an endless desire to survive.

But Natasha would not give it such a chance.

The surging magic power suddenly burst out, and the hot magic power carrying some of the characteristics of the phoenix turned the vampire that came from nowhere into ashes in an instant.

Watching the magic barrier surrounding her child's bed slowly dissipate, Casillas, who had been standing there in a daze,

Si finally came to his senses at this moment and rushed forward to check if his two children were safe.

"Great...great!"

After confirming that his two children were truly unharmed, his heart, which had sunk to the bottom, slowly rose a little. Suppressing the grief of his wife's death, Casillas slowly stood up.

"you……"

But before he could ask all his questions, a young man with a cold face walked in slowly from outside the bedroom, holding an old oil lamp in his hand.

But unlike ordinary oil lamps that emit warm and bright light, the flame burning in this oil lamp is a strange and pale green color, as if it came from the underworld.

"I was a step too late and failed to save your wife."

Noah, with a blank expression on his face as if he were a real murderer, held out the lantern of the underworld in his hand and said, "But I have preserved your wife's soul in this lantern."

Looking at the faint green flame burning in the oil lamp in front of him, Casillas was a little dazed as if there was a very familiar figure in it.

For a moment, the tears that were flowing from my eyes stopped flowing.

"Although I am reluctant to mention this cruel reality in front of a husband who has just experienced the pain of losing his wife, I still want to remind you that your wife has become a ghost after all."

"So, be careful not to let it get exposed to the sun."

Casillas took the oil lamp handed over by Noah in a daze, with such cautious look, as if he was holding some rare treasure in his hand.

To him, this oil lamp that preserves his wife's soul does have such value.

"Her spirit can briefly leave the oil lamp and appear in the world after nightfall, but that will consume her soul power. If it is consumed too much, her spirit will completely disappear into thin air."

"The oil lamp can restore her soul power, but the speed is very slow."

"My advice is to not be away from the oil lamp for more than five minutes a day. Otherwise, it will cause irreversible damage to your soul, which would be bad."

As Noah spoke, he turned around and walked out the door, "We should go."

Looking at the two mysterious men in front of him who were suspected to be vampire hunters and looked like they wanted to leave this place of trouble as soon as possible, Casillas, who was originally shocked by the powerful functions of the lantern, also reacted and stretched out his hand towards the backs of the two men.

"and many more!"

Hearing Casillas' words, Noah, who was facing away from him, couldn't help but raise a subtle curve at the corner of his mouth.

This familiar face, even though the other person's temperament does not match the melancholy uncle or the elegant psychologist he knows, how could Noah not recognize the other person's true identity?

Casillas the fanatic.

Because of the death of his family, he madly pursued eternal life, and was eventually attracted to the dark dimension where the concept of time does not exist, and became a follower of Dormammu. He is the first powerful villain that his future junior brother Stephen Strange will face when he makes his debut.

As for his counterparts in other universes, some of the more famous ones are:

In the world of Hogwarts, the first Dark Lord Gellert Grindelwald.

In the world of Hannibal, the elegant cannibal is Noah’s culinary instructor.

and Clifford Unger, who has a loving family but has faced misfortune in Death Stranding.

In front of Casillas, Noah maintained the appearance of a mysterious hermit, and just slowly turned around to face him without saying anything.

Looking at Noah's appearance, Natasha's beautiful eyes couldn't help but flash with helplessness.

What exactly is this little guy up to?

As soon as she saw Noah's attitude, she knew that the other party's thoughts were definitely not that simple. It seemed that another person in this world was going to be fooled by this inherently evil Shafulin kid.

"Who...are you? And what kind of monster just killed Alana?!"