"Lunn, what's with that expression …" Allen pinched his nose to hold back his laughter. "It's normal for witches to be best friends."
"Hermione and the others are like that too?" Lunn scratched his head and asked in confusion.
"Uh … I don't think so. They're not really best friends …" It was Allen's turn to be embarrassed. "Emily, Daisy, and Hibiscus Chinensis all seem to like Penello."
Lunn nodded in understanding. "Especially when she's wearing Aura's uniform. They like to lean on her more because she's more handsome then?"
"Lunn … You should stop thinking about it. Don't worry about Daisy. Don't forget that she was infatuated with Lockhart …" Allen looked at his second brother who was sinking deeper and deeper into his tangerine world. "Why did you call me just now?"
Lunn, who also thought that he was thinking too much, quickly changed the topic. "Allen, I just brought two Dark Wizards back and asked Viktor to do it. The Ministry of Magic just helped with some procedures … Now I've thrown them into the confinement room. By the way, because of father's order, they're Dark Wizards from Bulgaria …"
"I haven't been paying attention to this recently … Let's go and take a look." Allen stood up and tidied his robe. "The Bulgarian Ministry of Magic is still looking for trouble with father?"
Lunn also stood up. "The Bulgarian Ministry of Magic is mainly controlled by the Monte Family. Allen, don't forget that Novak Monte, who was killed by the North Sea Monster's tentacles, is the most outstanding successor of the Monte Family."
"Oh, I remember who he is. Besides, we're also infiltrating Demstrand. It would be strange if they didn't do something like this." Allen nodded and thought for a moment. "Tom, it's not easy to control the soul vessel. I personally don't think they'll focus on Bulgaria. This is just icing on the cake … Let me think, let's see how we can trick the Monte Family a third time."
After using Phantom Transfiguration, the two brothers arrived at the imprisonment room on the third floor of the tower.
As soon as they appeared, they saw the velvet flower on Aunt Josephine's wide black hat.
In front of her, the Earth Lurking Bat that she had obtained from the Department of Mysteries of the Ministry of Magic was lying on the ground lazily. Even though the Confinement Array that had originally locked it up had been turned off, it did not seem to have any intention of escaping.
Compared to the first time Allen saw it, it looked like a piece of blackened parchment. Now, the crouching bat was as thick as Hagrid's winter coat made of moleskin.
Its thick corner curled up slightly when it heard the commotion. When it recognized that the two male adepts were not Maggie, it lazily stopped moving.
"What a gluttonous and lazy little fellow." Aunt Josephine, who was squatting on the ground, poked the Crouching Bat's fleshy body in amusement. The Crouching Bat was classified as a five-star dangerous creature by the Ministry of Magic as an 'animal known to have killed wizards/could not be domesticated or tamed'. At this moment, she couldn't see how dangerous it was to others.
"Aunt Josephine, it seems like you just arrived? I didn't see you just now. " Lunn was surprised to enter the room and walked towards Josephine. "Why are you interested in it?"
Allen also walked forward. Josephine stood up. "This little thing is quite comfortable here. As long as we restrict its movements and feed it well, it can be tamed …"
Allen noticed the undisguised fondness in Josephine's eyes. Remembering his aunt's identity as a vampire, Allen asked, "Aunt Josephine, do you want to choose it to complete the transformation of your Magic Animagus? It's a little difficult, but don't worry. Give me some time to study it … Strange creatures like crouching bats are different from other mysterious creatures. I don't even know if I can extract their bodily fluids to make potions. "
"No, no, no! Allen, you misunderstand. Do your own thing. Don't waste your time on this! " Josephine said excitedly. "I like the color black, and it likes to move around in the dark. Don't you think it's been taken care of very well recently? If it's made into a cloak or clothing … it'll be very unique. It's one of a kind …"
"Aunt Josephine, you're … planning to wear it?" Lunn was dumbfounded. He felt that no matter if it was a witch or a vampire, in many ways, these strange ideas were incomprehensible to him as a wizard.
Allen, who was already thinking about how to extract the substances from the crouching bats, was also at a loss for words. "Crouching bats can't be killed, but it's not difficult to wear them as a cloak. You just need to put an enslavement gem on them to control their movements … If they weren't so rare, they'd be the best material to make a protective magic cloak."
Lunn came back to his senses and thought for a moment before adding, "Allen, crouching bats can silently devour a person in the dark. They're also very powerful. I suggest you try to use them as a Shapeshifting Magic Animagus. After all, they can only be expelled by the Guardian Charm … But you don't have to worry about making potions. We can make them ourselves …"
"As long as it doesn't affect making a cloak …" Josephine smiled and looked at the crouching bats with joy. "Actually, many people in the family can successfully match with more than one creature. However, with the improvement of magic skills, shapeshifting creatures are less and less useful. Everyone has lost interest in Animagus."
"Aunt Josephine, I'll remind them. Even if it's not useful, it's a symbol of our Family Harris. It's an honor …" Lunn preached.
"Hmm? That female ghost has become quite quiet … She also realized that her attacks are ineffective? " Allen turned to look at the other side. The female ghost seemed to be staying obediently in the confinement room. Other than the occasional vicious glare at Allen and the others, she didn't scream and attack them like before.
"Female ghosts don't have a physical body and can't place enslavement gems. That's why Hibiscus Chinensis helped Helena learn how to control female ghosts from Ms. Warbeck. As you know, she has a female ghost choir. Now Helena is using this method to train the female ghost. It seems to be working." Josephine finished her explanation and reactivated the formation that imprisoned the crouching bats. "Alright, you two brothers can do what you need to do. I'll go design my new cloak."
After bidding farewell to their aunt, Allen and Lunn walked to the two Bulgarian wizards imprisoned in the pentagram formation.
The two dark wizards were imprisoned in the center of the formation. Their eyelids, ears, and mouths were sewn together by magic needles and threads. They couldn't see, hear, or speak.
Allen raised his hand to remove the spell. Lunn said, "Allen, wait. Should we disguise ourselves? Although I can take care of one of them, I don't know much about soul tools. Will the mysterious person notice us? "
"Don't worry, Lunn. Soul tools aren't that fast." Allen was still replying, but his hands didn't stop moving. He removed the needles and threads that sewed the two wizards together and removed the restraints on their bodies.
One of them fell to the ground. The other wizard with a long face that looked like a shrimpy jumped up. Blood flowed out of the holes on his face due to the disappearance of the needles and threads, but he didn't care. He was alert.
"Allen Harris!" The long-faced wizard recognized Allen as soon as his eyes adjusted. He asked angrily, "It's you? Why did you bring us here? Let us go … I'm going to sue you. You're imprisoning us without permission … "
The sallow and skinny male adept beside him had just gotten to his feet, but his throat seemed to have dried up. He covered his eyes with his hands in terror and shouted a few incomprehensible words. When he finally found his voice, he stuttered and begged for mercy, "I didn't see anything! I didn't hear anything! Let me go, I won't say anything … If you're worried, you can cast a Forgetting Spell. "
Reminded by the skinny adept's words, the sloppy, long-faced adept finally thought of a certain possibility. His heart raced as if it couldn't contain his heartbeat. Allen Harris might be known as a radical and an expert in ancient and black magic in the international community, but his overall reputation had always been good. Now that he had secretly brought them to such a secret place, he was afraid that he was going to use them to do something shady. He didn't disguise himself at all. After seeing the dark side of Allen, it would be difficult for them to leave this place alive.
Lunn explained when he heard the two wizards speaking English with a strange accent. "We don't know if that person can understand Bulgarian, so we purposely chose two Bulgarian wizards who can speak English. But they're used to stressing their words, so their accent is a bit awkward. Do you want to know their names?"
"There's no need to know their names. After knowing their names, it's easier for them to develop feelings for each other. They'll form more connections with their fates. Many people who work in animal husbandry have learned early on that they shouldn't name their animals … Also, Lune, it doesn't matter what they say. The effect of the soul armament is on their souls. As he spoke, Allen took out a few silver coins from his pocket. Under the effect of the Transfiguration spell, the silver coins were elongated little by little. They bent in the air and finally closed, turning into two round silver collars with spikes on the inside.
Allen then took out the two soul gems that contained the soul fragments of Lord Voldemort from his pocket and inserted the two gems into the silver collars. The face of Lord Voldemort vaguely flashed across the surface of the gems.
"What are you doing?! We've committed a crime, and it's the Bulgarian Ministry of Magic's duty to judge us. You're illegally detaining us! " The sloppy long-faced wizard noticed Allen's actions and realized that things were not going well. He could only threaten Allen helplessly.
Alan ignored him. Instead, he stretched out his right hand and used the long-range Magician's Hand that he had learned from the scroll. He grabbed the skinny sorcerer who was covering his eyes with his hands in vain. The sorcerer tilted his head back and waved his hands in the air as if he wanted to break the hand that was strangling his throat out of nowhere. He wanted to continue begging for mercy, but because his neck was being strangled by an invisible force, he could only make some "ho ho" sounds and dry coughs.
Then, under the horrified gaze of his companions, he was grabbed by Allen and pulled closer to him. Before the wizard could react, Allen's left hand directly put the silver collar around his neck. The spikes seemed to come alive, twisting and embedding themselves into the flesh of his neck.
After that, Allen casually threw the wizard back to the center of the pentagram.
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