Chapter 81: Weakness

After the Stunning Spell failed, Rolf did not attack again, but gently waved his wand.

"The Magic Eye is flying!"

He had just used magic to sweep across the corridor. Most people would choose to use defensive magic to block the wind blade's attack.

The attacker did summon a defensive silver shield, but it did not block in front of him. Instead, it fell a little further away from him... This was a diversion to lure Rolf to attack that direction.

Rolf was indeed fooled. She unexpectedly used the Killing Spell. If the boy had not been reminded by the Spider Sense, he might have been hit.

The most terrifying thing is that when the man was hit by the wind blade, he actually stood firm and did not make any sound to avoid exposing his position.

Obviously, this is an attacker with rich combat experience and who is cruel to himself... Finding his position first is the top priority!

And the Magic Eye, which can see through the Invisibility Cloak and the Disillusionment Spell, is the best weapon in battle!

However, Rove never thought that he would be attacked when attending an award ceremony, so he did not carry the magic eye with him, but put it in a box.

Fortunately, the box was in Shirley's hand, not far from here. After a moment, the glass eye was summoned by the flying curse and fell into the hands of the boy.

Rove picked up the magic eye, put it to the corner of his eye, and looked forward, but unfortunately... the corridor was empty.

The boy did not care, and continued to use the magic eye to carefully stare at every corner of the corridor, and soon found what he was looking for.

Rove flew forward, landed on the ground, then squatted down and looked at the dark red blood on the ground.

The witch used the silver shield to attack things, but she was actually hit by the wind blade. If she was not wearing the fairy armor... injury would be inevitable.

Rove waved his wand, and the blood that was almost solidified by the wind blade turned into a few drops of dark red blood beads, which slowly floated up.

He conjured up a small bottle and let the blood beads roll into it.

At this moment, a familiar sound of footsteps came from behind. Rolf turned around and saw a slender figure with a ponytail running hurriedly.

"I'm fine." Rolf said.

Shirley breathed a sigh of relief. When she saw the magic eye flying out of the box, she realized that something was wrong, and then she followed the magic eye.

Margaret followed closely behind. She looked at the unconscious Mrs. Karst and saw that her skirt was pulled to her waist and she was lying on the ground in dishevel. She raised her eyebrows slightly.

Rolf hurriedly explained and told the story briefly.

"Did you see the attacker with the magic eye?" Shirley asked with concern.

Rolf shook his head: "The other party ran away after missing the attack."

"Think about it carefully. Did you offend any witch?" Margaret said, squatting down to help Mrs. Karst tidy up her clothes.

Hermione went to call the Auror. What if the Auror came here and saw such a sexy scene... It's really hard to explain.

After hearing what Margaret said, Rolf really thought about it carefully... If there was any offense, the witch he had offended recently was Narcissa Malfoy.

Although Rolf had never done anything excessive to Narcissa, she could not help but hold a grudge because he controlled her body.

There was also Rita Skeeter, whom Rolf had severely abused in the bathroom of the German Ministry of Magic, but this woman certainly did not dare to assassinate her.

Those saints, it is entirely possible... Well, Rolf had offended quite a few wizards.

"It may also be possible that they used the Polyjuice Potion to transform into someone else and deliberately seduce you." The ponytail girl reminded.

Rolf nodded slightly, and this possibility did exist.

At this time, Hermione hurried over, and she also called seven or eight Aurors, and everyone blocked the long and narrow corridor.

"What happened?"

Fudge's voice sounded from a distance, and a passage was revealed in the crowd, allowing the minister to come over.

He saw Mrs. Karst lying on the ground, and took a breath and said, "What happened?!"

"A wizard attacked me." Rove said calmly.

"Mrs. Karst?" Fudge said in shock, "How could she be a dark wizard?"

Mrs. Karst was a famous coquettish widow, how could she be a dark wizard?

Did Mrs. Karst fall in love with Rove and wanted to force herself on him in the bathroom to taste this young man... but failed?

Fudge muttered in his heart.

"No." Rove shook his head and said, "Mrs. Karst was probably controlled, and the attacker was someone else, but I couldn't see his appearance clearly."

The boy explained quickly, and Fudge paced slowly, then said angrily:

"Dawlish, how did you do your security check? How could you let a dark wizard enter the venue!"

This is the Merlin Medal Award Ceremony, such an important occasion... There are actually dark wizards sneaking in to attack.

And the person attacked was Rolf, who had just been awarded two Merlin medals. If something went wrong, the British Ministry of Magic would become a laughing stock.

Dawlish said quickly: "I will send wizards to block the gymnasium immediately."

"Don't make a big fuss." Fudge said: "Don't leak the news, go quickly."

Rolf didn't think that Dawlish could catch the murderer. Since the other party dared to attack, he probably prepared a magic item similar to a door key to escape.

But... can she escape?

Rolf flicked the small bottle of blood beads and put it in his pocket.

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On the high building, the woman fell to the ground, her legs softened, and she almost fell.

The woman stretched out her fingers and gently wiped away the scarlet blood on her cheeks, then smeared the blood on her thick lips. She stuck out her tongue and licked it vigorously, showing a cold smile.

A hoarse, deep voice sounded.

"I have already said that you are no match for Scamander, so don't try to provoke him."

"Master, it's my fault..." The woman immediately knelt on the ground and said humbly: "But when I saw that boy, I couldn't help but want to kill him. It was he who caused you so much suffering."

"Humph, there will be a chance!" The hoarse voice sneered.

The woman looked at the figure with excited and enthusiastic eyes and said:

"Of course, as long as the master can regain his strength, it doesn't take much...even if it is 50% strength, even Dumbledore will be afraid of you."

Hearing such compliments, the man laughed hoarsely, and asked again: "How did you go about the things I told you?"

"I have contacted them, Master," the woman said. "They were shocked when they saw me."

"Are those guys still reliable?" the hoarse voice asked: "I have never trusted them. Even when I returned to the UK, I never looked for them."

"Reliable!" the woman promised, licking her lips and grinning:

"Master, I know them best. We grew up together... They have weaknesses and they will be obedient."

"That's good!"

The figure came to the corner, opened a cage, and grabbed a trembling man. After a moment, the man fell to the ground, dead, with fear on his face.

The tall figure burped comfortably.

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