Harry was right.
There were also traces of the same curse in the residences of the other two reporters, Carl Woodward and Lee Oswald.
But they were fainter. Scali and Mulde seemed a little depressed that they couldn't see the traces of the spell, but they both believed Harry's words. After all, the gloomy fear they felt was real.
It was already quite late after visiting the three reporters' houses. Harry said that he could actually use Phantom Transference to go back, but Mulde firmly opposed his plan. After all, Harry was only a thirteen-year-old student. So, after a phone call with Kolssen,
Mulde turned his head and said, "Harry, you can stay with me tonight."
Harry nodded in agreement.
Mulde's private residence happened to be nearby.
It was a very ordinary apartment with simple furnishings.
Judging from the dust on the TV, the agent probably didn't come back often. There was only one bedroom in the apartment.
Scali was a little embarrassed and said to Mulde, "Why don't I drive home?"
Mulde also noticed the problem and was in a dilemma. After thinking for a while, he said, "I'll drive you back."
Scali quickly shook her head. "No, it's fine …"
Harry scratched his chin as he watched them give way to each other for a moment.
He took out his wand and cast a Transfiguration Spell on the sofa in the living room.
He turned the earthy gray sofa into an earthy gray bed.
Then, he smiled cutely while the two agents were still in shock. "Mr. Mulde, do you have any more blankets?"
Mulde: "… Yes."
Then, Harry turned a table in Mulde's study into a wooden bed for the agent. Scali found two sets of bedding from Mulde's closet and made them for them. Then, she asked a little worriedly, "Harry, can these things change back?"
Harry was already a little sleepy. He sat on the sofa bed and yawned. "It will return to its original form in twelve hours."
Scali smiled, touched the hair on the boy's head, and warmly said goodnight to him. Harry replied with a 'goodnight', and then got into the quilt and lay down. Soon, he fell into a deep sleep.
The next day, Harry was woken up by the strong aroma of coffee. He rubbed his eyes and sat up. It turned out that the agent who woke up early was already preparing breakfast, and Mulde was drinking coffee early in the morning.
After putting on his clothes, he sat up and turned the sofa back to its original shape. In the bathroom, Scali had already prepared a new set of toiletries for him. It was not that she was inconsiderate, but the tall building outside the window still made Harry a little stunned. Only then did he realize that he had woken up in New York early in the morning.
"Harry, do you want one side of the omelet or two sides of the omelet?" Scali shouted.
"Ah, two sides, thank you!" Harry washed his face with cold water, and a little sobered up. He hung up the towel and walked out of the bathroom. He saw Mulde sitting on the sofa and drinking coffee in a daze. He walked over and sat down beside him, holding his face in his hands and spacing out.
Mulde turned his face to look at the boy beside him. He had black hair, blue eyes, and a clean face. His eyes were clear, but they were like a huge mystery. Mulde had a lot of questions but couldn't ask. In the end, he could only try to find something to talk about. "Harry, the scar on your forehead … What's up with that?"
Harry raised his hand and touched the lightning scar on his forehead. He smiled and told Mulde about the original version of the scar. Of course, he didn't tell him that half of Voldemort's body had turned into a little girl, and the other half might have been taken over by Nihon.
Mulde was a little moved when he heard about the Avatar Death Curse. He then asked, "Then the wizard who killed the reporters, was he as strong as Voldemort?"
"Probably." Harry didn't want to talk about it. "But obviously, the death of the reporters wasn't the mysterious person's goal. His goal was to see how the death of the reporters would affect the situation. I mean, the surveillance plan will definitely cause panic among the people, right? And after the Waco Massacre, the Confederation's credibility has been greatly reduced … "
Scali, who was serving breakfast, heard the last part of their discussion. She couldn't help but laugh. "If you guys are going to eat my breakfast while worrying about the country and the people, won't you feel a little sorry for my hard work?"
This time, Mulde also laughed. He stopped talking and walked to the dining table. Scali smiled with satisfaction. Harry stuck out his tongue. He then went to the TV and plugged it in. He took out the remote control and planned to watch the morning show while eating. But Mulde's TV had not been used for a long time. Harry changed the channel a dozen times, but nothing popped up. He was a little surprised. "Mr. Mulde, have you not paid the bill for a year?"
Before Mulde could answer, the snowflakes on the screen disappeared. Harry squatted in front of the TV and waited for a few seconds. A line of bright red letters appeared on the black screen.
"Destroy the Diss?" Scali read out the words. She was shocked. "Is this a horror movie?"
Harry's scar was in severe pain. He almost threw away the remote control in his hand.
But the content that followed made his pain even worse.
The first thing that appeared on the screen was a pair of eyes. It was a pair of eyes that obviously belonged to a child, but they were full of fear. And from the shaking image, the child was forced in front of the camera. Soon, two manipulators in black appeared on the screen. One of them pressed the girl, who looked less than three years old, on the table. The other used a pair of scissors to cut the girl's remaining clothes. In the process, the scissors cut the girl's tender skin.
This was obviously not a program that should be shown in the morning. Mulde frowned and put down the fork in his hand. Scali covered her mouth. Harry, who was frozen in front of the TV, watched the two masked men in black leave all kinds of wounds on the girl's body with knives, sticks, and lit candles. The girl's cries turned into silent sobs. The wooden table was covered with the girl's blood and incontinence.
After the girl fainted, one of the masked men brought in a basin of what looked like vomit. The two men cooperated to feed the girl. Halfway through, the girl choked and woke up, but she could only struggle weakly. After feeding her everything, the two men tied the girl to a wooden stick and hung her upside down. As a result, the girl vomited everything that was fed to her. This incident seemed to have angered the two men in black, so they took down the whip that was hanging at the side.
Scali didn't dare to watch anymore. Mulde stepped forward and wanted to pull Harry away, but the boy silently stopped Mulde from turning off the TV. So the agent stood beside Harry and watched the last part of the program.
After the whipping, the girl hanging upside down was dying. The ground below her head was covered with her own vomit and blood. The two masked men put down the whips. One picked up a saw, and the other picked up a dagger...
Scali suddenly rushed up from behind, snatched the remote control from Harry's hand, and turned off the TV.
Mulde and Harry looked at Scali together. The female agent's face was full of tears and anger. "You … What are they doing?!"
No one answered her, but the three of them lowered their heads in shock and anger at the same time. What were they doing? Just as the title said, they were destroying the Diss. In addition to the inhumane torture, what scared the three of them was the occasional chuckle that came out from the camera. The laughter mixed with the cries of the Diss almost shattered the audience's eardrums.
The phone rang, breaking the silence. Mulde looked up at the direction of the phone, then looked at his partner. He patted Scali on the shoulder. Scali subconsciously pulled Harry closer to her and hugged him tightly. Mulde also adjusted his emotions for two seconds before getting up to answer the phone.
It seemed to be Kolssen on the other end of the phone. Mulde only answered a few "yes" and "got it." Then he hung up the phone and said to Scali and Harry, "The TV in the United States is playing the video just now."
Harry raised his head from Scali's arms and looked at Mulde with his eyes wide open. He suddenly felt a great fear.
In the end, the three of them failed to live up to Scali's breakfast — although the female agent herself seemed to have lost her appetite. Mulde drove directly to the Avengers Building in downtown New York. He took Harry with him because according to Kolssen, Professor X would also come.
Harry didn't know if it was a psychological effect, but when he walked into the Avengers Building behind Mulde, he felt that the atmosphere in the building was quite depressing. It seemed that every staff member had a heavy expression. Including Captain America and Winter Soldier who were walking towards them.
"Captain Rogers." Mulde stopped and greeted the captain.
The captain nodded to the two agents and then saw Harry next to them. He reluctantly made a kind smile, "Harry Potter?"
Harry nodded and then looked at Winter Soldier, "Mr. Baines."
Winter Soldier nodded slightly. In addition to his heavy expression, there was a trace of anger. Harry guessed that they should have also seen the video.
Sure enough, Captain America's next words were, "If you are here for Diss, Tony and Jarvis are already waiting for you in the laboratory on the sixth floor." The loyal soldier was obviously suppressing his anger, "I hope you can find these lunatics hiding in the dark as soon as possible."
Mulde didn't reply. The sensitive agent had already smelled something unusual from this crazy case. He felt that the darkness was extremely deep and he was afraid that the light would not come so soon.
The three took the elevator to the laboratory on the sixth floor. In addition to Tony Stark and his genius butler Jarvis, Kolssen and Professor X were also here. Everyone greeted each other silently and saw the dark clouds on each other's faces.
After a moment of silence, Iron Man first took out a disc with the label "Destroy Diss" on it. "This is the video we recorded ourselves at the time of the incident. First of all, I don't plan to watch it again. " After cursing under his breath, he continued to frown. "This video is about 15 minutes long, but there are about four camera cuts, so we don't know how long this torture actually lasted. From the knife cutting, to the stick, to the feeding, to the whipping, and finally to the dismemberment of the body and the insertion of foreign objects... I suspect that this is some kind of Satanic pervert show."
No one refuted him. In fact, everyone present either agreed with his guess or thought that even if it was not done by a cult, the person who did this should not be far from Satan.
The second person to speak was Harry.
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