The years of welding at Hogwarts

I should have kept the vampire...

This might allow them to extract some useful information from the other party. Even if it was just a few vague clues, it would be better than wandering around the city streets like headless flies as they are now.

"Did you smell it?"

"what?"

Natasha was a little confused about Noah's sudden and seemingly nonsensical words.

“This stench…”

Noah's expression became somewhat eerie and terrifying. Hidden under his paralyzed and cold face was an endless murderous intent. "It's the blood factory of the vampires."

"Blood...factory?"

Although this noun was unfamiliar to Natasha, she was smart enough to appreciate some different meanings from the prefix Noah used to describe it.

Without any intention of explaining to Natasha, Noah just took his steps, following the stench that was unique to vampires floating in the air, and walked towards a specific place.

Soon, he stopped in front of an inconspicuous bar on the corner.

This street is not dilapidated. At least for a country with such an underdeveloped level, it is one of the best commercial streets in the city.

But there is such a strange bar in such a commercial street.

Although it is not dilapidated and instead appears to be luxuriously decorated, the old-fashioned decoration style from the 1960s seems incompatible with this modern commercial street no matter how you look at it.

The psychedelic colored lights like those in a rural disco exude a strong earthy smell, just like the rural alternative. The heavy metal music that is as loud as noise can be heard even ten meters away from the main entrance of the bar.

The two guards standing at the door were fat and strong, with words like "keep away" and so on written all over their ferocious faces.

But when they saw Noah and Natasha following closely behind him, their noses trembled slightly like dogs with a keen sense of smell, as if they were sniffing out the intoxicating scent emanating from the two people.

.

Such wonderful food…

Even without using Legilimency, Noah could clearly read the shallow thoughts revealed on their faces.

"Are you two here to attend the party?"

Suppressing the crazy thoughts growing in their hearts, the two security guards with fierce looks were surprisingly graceful and bowed slightly to welcome the two people.

But just as they lowered their heads, they caught a sudden burst of light out of the corner of their eyes.

The next second, their field of vision was suddenly turned upside down as the world spun around.

Oh, that’s strange, why can I see my own body?

Only then did they realize that they had been beheaded...

Still maintaining the expression they had when they were alive, Noah raised his foot and stomped heavily on their hearts. The surging and blazing Phoenix magic washed over their bodies violently, completely corroding their bodies filled with dark power, until they were completely shattered into scattered basic particles.

Noah reached out and brushed his hand gently across Natasha's eyelids.

"Magic vision, the one with red and black aura around him is a vampire."

Noah said in a cold voice, "There are about 70 or 80 people on the other side. Don't let any of them escape."

As he finished his words, a hemispherical barrier rose up and surrounded the bar. The Phoenix flames burning on the barrier were thousands of degrees hot enough to burn any vampire into charcoal.

Chapter 386: Orthodox Soviet wizard, vodka in one hand and bobosha in the other

The barrier with a layer of Phoenix Holy Flame not only blocked the possibility of escape for all vampires in the nightclub, but also perfectly blocked all discordant and noisy sounds within the barrier, without any leakage.

Although the deafening heavy metal rock sound in the nightclub still maintained its original volume, it was now drowned out by a louder and more chaotic sound of running away, screaming, begging for mercy, fighting, etc.

Standing at the front entrance of the nightclub, Noah just casually maintained his magic output to maintain the continuation of the barrier, and was not worried at all about Natasha who was killing everyone in it.

Although Black Widow has only received ten days of magic courses so far, Noah believes in her ability.

Suppose there was a being that received half of his vitality, was injected with super soldier serum, and on this basis, fused it with the spiritual blood of magical creatures.

The magic courses he received were personally taught one-on-one by the Supreme Sorcerer, Ancient One.

Even if it's just ten days of teaching.

Such a series of efforts were poured into it, and it was just to deal with dozens of low-level vampires whose strength could not even reach the lowest level of nobility...

If Natasha is still unable to pass the level without taking any damage, it would be a shame to Noah and Ancient One for their careful training.

The tightly closed door of the bar was suddenly violently pushed open by someone from the inside. Noah, who was so bored that he was squatting on the ground watching ants, suddenly raised his head.

The two vampires, with terrified looks on their faces, seemed to be escaping from some extremely terrifying existence. In a panic, they chose to rush towards Noah.

But before they could come into contact with the fatal fire barrier, a pale green light suddenly burst out from behind the two of them, and then the terrified expressions of the two vampires froze on their faces.

As if their souls were sucked out in an instant, the two vampires still maintained their forward momentum, but that was only due to inertia.

The body was dragged to the ground by gravity and slid forward until it hit the barrier in front of Noah, triggering the counterattack of the Phoenix flame and was reduced to ashes.

"Don't use black magic casually."

Noah stared at Natasha, his expression rarely showing a serious look. "Dark magic is certainly more powerful than ordinary magic, but it comes at the cost of eroding the soul."

Although this insignificant erosion can be completely ignored for people with strong wills, it is completely nonsense to talk about the cost without considering the number of times the magic is used.

and……

What's the use of something like the Avada Kedavra? Even if a special usage technique like the Avada Chain Lightning is developed, it will only change from single-target damage to group damage that can only cover a dozen targets.

Noah's evaluation is that he is not as good as Li Huo.

Although Fiendfyre belongs to the category of dark magic, it is not classified as such because the nature of the magic is too evil, so it does not have the same cost as the Killing Curse.

The main reason why it is classified as black magic is that it is too difficult to control.

That kind of fire that never goes out until everything is burned to ashes, if the price to pay if not played well is just to burn the wizard who plays with fire to death, then it would be fine.

But this thing spread uncontrollably and could easily burn a city to the ground.

Of course, if Fiendfyre is played well, then this will become a killer move for the wizard to clear out the mobs in a wide range during battle.

Surprisingly, Natasha did not react to Noah's reprimand like she did before, and she lifted the hair hanging by her ear with her right hand holding the magic wand a little embarrassedly, "I won't do it next time.

"

Just as Natasha was distracted, two vampires approached quickly from the left and right in the darkness behind her.

can only say……

He really has no combat experience at all.

What normal person would roar loudly and then pounce forward with fangs and claws bared when attacked from behind?

The two vampires' extremely fast speed in the eyes of ordinary people did not pose any threat to Natasha, a battle-hardened agent. It was as if they were playing in slow motion.

There was no need to even look back. He simply made a casting gesture, and the circular magic circle that opened behind him was like an indestructible shield, perfectly defending against the attack of the two despicable vampires.

With a gorgeous spin, he swung the mithril wand in his hand, the tip of which was as sharp as an arrow, piercing through the heads of the two vampires in front of their disbelieving eyes.

The short stick, which was 80 centimeters long, easily completed the one-on-two operation.

The magic power mixed with a portion of the Phoenix's aura was sacred and blazing. The moment it erupted, it tore the two vampires who were attacking by surprise and turned them into powder that flew all over the sky.

Looking at the remaining vampires in the bar hall, Natasha raised a smile.

That extremely beautiful and calm chuckle seemed as terrifying as a demon from the abyss of hell to many vampires. They had no intention of appreciating it at all and just huddled together trembling.

The sudden sound of gunfire still sounded harsh amid the noisy heavy metal music in the bar.

The bright yellow copper bullet was severely squeezed by the collision with the defensive magic circle, and it was twisted into a ball of strangely shaped metal and fell weakly at Natasha's feet.

Noah's face still looked calm, but compared to his previous words, his eyes suddenly showed a bit of pity.

"You're still using ordinary gunpowder weapons. How primitive..."

Although blocking bullets with bare hands is not a problem for Natasha now, when such an event beyond human limits happens in front of her and she does it with her own hands, Natasha still can't help but be slightly stunned.

Then, Natasha, with a smile on her face, took out two large-caliber shotguns from the Traceless Stretching Spell Space Bag hanging around her waist, under the desperate and terrified gaze of the vampires.

The barrel of the gun is engraved with dense magic runes, and even each bullet filled inside is individually engraved with alchemical inscriptions of various effects.

This is an orthodox Soviet wizard.

Noah couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

The fight in the bar, no, to be more precise it should be called Natasha's unilateral massacre of vampires.

The massacre lasted less than ten minutes.

If it weren't for the complicated terrain inside the bar and the fact that those vampires were not puppets that could just stand there and wait to die, taking hostages or fiercely resisting would have wasted a lot of Natasha's time.

Otherwise, this process can be shortened to less than three minutes.

In the bar's already messy hall, a group of young men and women who had accidentally strayed into this den of evil were huddled in the corner, shivering with their hands on their heads, as they would have become delicacies on the table in a few minutes if Natasha had not appeared in time.

Looking at the dull expressions on their faces, it seemed that they have not yet been able to digest the fact before them.

Like vampires, demon hunters and so on...

This kind of fantasy thing that should appear in novels or movies is still too far away from the world of ordinary people.

As for this group of people, Noah's approach is -

"Forget everything, and confuse the audience."

Looking at the group of people who, under the influence of the confusion spell, formed a twisted line in a daze and walked out of the bar in a trance, Natasha couldn't help but sigh.

"Magic is really convenient."

If it were an operation by SHIELD, the task of placing the victims afterwards would be a real headache.

However, these victims, who had no serious problems except for some psychological trauma, were not the biggest trouble that Noah and Natasha had to face.

Deep inside the bar, it was a hellish scene.

The secretly dug basement is like a huge prison. The small rooms are separated by steel fences, and the prisoners inside are innocent people who have mistakenly entered this vampire lair.

Unlike a slaughterhouse with a foul stench, this prison was surprisingly tidy and clean. There wasn't even a trace of strange smell coming from it.

That's probably because these vampires also need their food to be clean and hygienic, rather than bacteria growing in their stomachs.

All those imprisoned in the prison were young and beautiful women. For vampires, the blood of beautiful virgins was the most delicious. The next best thing was pure children who had not experienced any pollution...

But nowadays these young girls have lost their original beauty.

Their bodies have become emaciated due to years of lack of blood, and unhealed wounds from vampire bites can still be seen on their arms and necks.

Everyone's eyes revealed emptiness, a kind of desolation that completely eliminated any hope of survival.

They are all like

They were like lifeless zombies, and even the noisy noises from the outside world could not make them react at all.

Even when Noah and Natasha, two complete strangers, appeared in front of them, their empty eyes showed no intention of even looking up at them.

"This is really troublesome..."

Noah had a headache. "Although Oblivion can erase the memory of this horrific experience in their minds, it has no effect on the psychological trauma."

Of course, he could certainly use methods such as tampering with memories or distorting cognition to bury the painful trauma in the hearts of these unfortunate girls, but Noah was not very proficient in magic related to thinking.

If it's just a short-term hiding, then there's no problem.

But as time goes by, Noah's magic will gradually lose its effectiveness, and by that time, the hidden trauma, once it erupts, will have a backlash many times more powerful.

"It would be nice if Teacher Gu Yi was here."

Noah couldn't help but sigh. "The mental cage she built is much more stable than the one I built. Although its validity period cannot be called forever, it makes no difference to the limited lifespan of these girls."

Wait, mind prison?

Noah felt like he had suddenly grasped something important.

"Natasha, use all your magic power."

Although she didn't quite understand what Noah meant, Natasha still followed his words. The surging magic power flowing in her veins suddenly began to surge more violently, and the momentum that soared into the sky seemed to disperse the darkness shrouding the city.

At the same time, in that country across the Atlantic Ocean, there is Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters.

Due to the difference in time zones, although it was late at night in Lithuania, the sun had just set in New York on the other side of the Atlantic Ocean.

Professor Charles, who had just finished dinner a few minutes ago and was slowly moving towards his office in an electric wheelchair, suddenly stopped. His deep gaze seemed to penetrate the barriers of time and space and was cast in a certain direction.

It was not until more than ten seconds later that Charles ended this sudden state of brain blankness like that of Alzheimer's disease, and turned to call out to a tall middle-aged man passing by.

"Logan."