Chapter 27 I Am a Hunter without Emotions

When everyone left, only the Delacour family was left. Although it was late at night, the events of tonight were too tortuous and thrilling, and no one was sleepy.

Rolf welcomed them into the room and asked the house elves to bring them hot supper. Several people sat around the fireplace and talked about what happened tonight.

Gabrielle hugged Fleur's arm and rubbed it like a kitten:

"Sister, you actually went to Rolf's room to teach him French while I was asleep?

You two secretly tutored and improved every night, but you didn't take me with you... So cunning!"

Fleur felt weird, her face was slightly red, and she tapped Gabrielle's head with her fingers, saying: "Don't talk nonsense, it's not true!"

"Hey, didn't you just say that in front of everyone?" Gabrielle said a little aggrieved: "You don't admit it now?"

"I was helping Rolf out, didn't you see that he was being troubled by Skander?"

"So, you are lying?" Gabrielle widened her eyes and said angrily: "You clearly told me that children can't lie, and those who lie will be caught by the ghouls... You actually lied yourself."

This sentence itself is a lie, and she said that she is no longer a child... Fleur secretly complained.

But of course she couldn't say that, so she cleared her throat and said:

"Gabrielle, this is called a white lie, understand? My starting point is good... You don't want to see Rolf being arrested as an arsonist, right?"

"Is that so?" The little girl's eyes rolled around, and she thought thoughtfully: "Then can I also tell 'white lies' in the future?"

"No!"

"Why?" Gabrielle puffed up her cheeks and said dissatisfiedly: "My starting point is also good."

"What starting point?" Furong revealed He saw through the girl's little head and said, "Is it similar to the starting point of 'I lied because I don't want my parents to get angry'?"

"..."

Gabrielle was ruthlessly exposed. She snorted angrily, made a face, turned to Lady Delacour and complained:

"Mom, look at my sister... she is lying. Confiscate her pocket money this month and give it to me."

Everyone couldn't help laughing at Gabrielle's request. Lady Delacour held her little daughter in her arms and touched her head lovingly.

"Gabrielle, lies are sometimes justified." Rolf looked at the girl and assured her:

"When your sister lied for me, that lie saved me and saved many innocent lives."

The blush on Fleur's cheeks had not faded yet, and it was even stronger at this time. She felt a little embarrassed. Was she really as great as Rolf said? How could she not know.

Rolf sat on the chair and told everything he saw and heard in the circus tonight, including the captured mermaid Myrcella.

"Mystery Circus is a magic cave, where countless deformed species and magical creatures are imprisoned. After rescuing Myrcella, I was about to let them go, but was discovered by Skander.

In the end, I had to burn his tent."

Rove said it lightly, but after everyone heard it, the excitement and complicated emotions could not be calmed for a long time.

Who would have thought that it was this boy who rode a fire dragon and burned down Skander's Mystery Circus?

But considering that he had ridden a horse-shaped water monster to fight the Cabro Dragon earlier, it didn't seem so difficult to accept.

"Did you raise that fire dragon?" Fleur asked curiously.

"Actually, it was a fire dragon egg of a key keeper at Hogwarts." Rove explained:

"After he hatched, he couldn't be raised in school, so I had to reluctantly...help him raise it."

Fleur's eyes twitched. Is a key keeper at Hogwarts so secretive?

No wonder Hogwarts' education ranking is higher than Beauxbatons... their teaching philosophy is advanced!

"Rolf, where do you keep your dragon?" Gabrielle asked.

"In my box." Rolf blinked and said playfully:

"My box only looks small, but it's actually a little bigger inside than outside."

"..."

Everyone was speechless. It's probably not a big problem to keep a dragon.

"Untraceable Extension Spell." Lady Delacour, who was drinking tea, smiled at her daughters and said:

"I went into Newt's box. It was bigger than the forest where the Veela lived. I was still young at that time, but I still remember it vividly... It was a wonderful trip."

Bigger than the forest?

Now not only the Fleur sisters, but even Mr. Delacour found it hard to imagine.

That was not a box, it was clearly a midsummer!

"Mom, did you see the dragon back then?" Gabrielle asked.

"Not only dragons." Lady Delacour propped up her chin with one hand, looking at the box beside the boy, a nostalgic look on her face that had not faded at all.

"There are also thunderbirds in America, poisonous horned beasts in Africa, Zouwu in Asia... I was only seven years old at the time, and my biggest wish was to have a box like that."

"Rolf, can I go inside the box and take a look?" Gabrielle asked expectantly.

"Of course." Rolf smiled and said, "But it's very big inside, and it takes a long time to visit. It's too late today... tomorrow.

Besides, I still have unfinished business to do tonight."

"What business?"

"Catch the guy who sold Myrcella to Skander... She knows Skander was caught, and she will definitely run away tonight." Rolf raised the corner of his mouth and said softly:

"I'm waiting for her."

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The wood in the fireplace was burning brightly.

Helen sat by the fireplace and poured a glass of whiskey, feeling that the alcohol was as sour as her mood.

"Skender is such a fool!" the witch cursed gloomily as she looked at the flames.

They just completed the mermaid deal tonight, and Skander was caught soon after. The guy might have betrayed her in order to reduce his crime.

Helen had no doubt about this. After all, there was no friendship between them, only transactions. If it were her, she would abandon anyone as long as she could save her life.

Helen stared at the firelight reflected on the rim of her glass and whispered, "You must run away tonight."

Even if you are floating on the sea, it is better than fearing in your own room. Your destiny is in your own hands!

The witch waved her magic wand, and the clothes and jewelry scattered in the room flew into a small handbag under the influence of magic.

After packing her luggage, Helen wrapped herself in a black robe made of mouse skin. She stood behind the door and listened quietly for a while through the magic lock.

After making sure that no one was there, she removed the magic lock she had installed, carefully opened the door, and walked along the dark corridor toward the deck.

"Are you leaving now?" A voice suddenly sounded from the corner. "Mrs. Helen, you haven't reached the end of this journey yet. It's not good to just leave like this, isn't it?"

Helen was startled. She turned around, raised her wand and cast a spell, but the light hit the wall and made a crackling sound.

Helen didn't have time to take a closer look. She strode forward, but the voice reappeared in her ears like a ghost.

"I missed it, madam. Your technique is a bit rough and I'm not very interested in it. It seems you have to go back and practice."

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"Who are you? What do you want to do?!" Helen said angrily.

"I am a hunter with no emotions, completing a hunt." A figure in Miaohu appeared at the end of the corridor, and the man smiled and said:

"The hunt must of course end with the blood of the prey..."

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