Chapter 1808 The War Without Victors (Two Hundred and Sixty)

Chapter 1810 The War Without Victors (Two Hundred and Sixty)

"Dead!"

Looking at the "goodbye" that appeared on the communication bookmark, Albert, who was plundering the spoils, fell into a brief silence. After replying to "goodbye" for Nelson, he threw the communication bookmark in his hand and looked back at the pile in front of him. The old books on the bookshelf, lift up the wand and let them fall neatly into the open box.

After the books were all packed, Albert moved his wand to other places. The ancient and wealthy wizard family was never short of valuable things, and these things all seemed to have wings as Albert's wand swung. , automatically fly into the opened box.

Although Albert does not lack Gallon, letting these things be burned by Lihuo is still an extremely wasteful thing in his opinion, and waste is a shameful act.

What's more, they are Albert's loot tonight.

All right!

It is undeniable that Albert is indeed making excuses for his robbery, but sometimes it is enough to convince his conscience, not to mention that Albert doesn't think he is robbing, he just puts the robbers The stolen wealth is once again distributed reasonably and used in more meaningful places.

Not to mention that no one knows this at all, even if the follow-up incident occurs, Nelson will still help take the blame.

Albert would not feel guilty about this at all. After all, this is just a deal, a deal that everyone is very satisfied with. Nelson obviously completed his revenge as he wished, otherwise how could he have free time to make the final decision with him. What about farewell?

"Since there is already over, it's time for this to end!"

Albert looked back at the Parkinsons who were controlled by the spell, and under their horror, he raised his wand to eliminate the two's previous memories, and then put the Parkinsons back into a deep sleep.

Since he "inherited" part of the wealth of the Parkinsons, Albert naturally would not be cruel enough to let the Parkinsons die in pain.

Otherwise, if you create something like ghost, it will be extremely troublesome.

This is a magical world after all, so it’s absolutely right to be careful in everything.

Seeing the crazy spread of Li Huo swallowing the Parkinson's manor, Albert turned around and left.

Since Nelson is dead, the action should be terminated.

Moreover, he has one more important thing to do!

The roots must be eradicated when cutting the grass.

Since both Parkinson and the Malfoy family disappeared because of themselves, Albert would never allow their son to continue living. He really couldn't stand the revenge plot in the novel story, and he didn't want similar bloody plots to happen to him.

Fortunately, things went smoother than expected. Albert used all the tricks and took some time to knock on the Parkinsons' mouths to figure out the whereabouts of Pansy and his son.

Yes, Pansy Parkinson’s daughter, the Parkinsons, did not live here.

According to the couple's memories, Pansy took her and Malfoy's son Scopi to France for temporary residence and is currently living in a safe house.

He came quietly and left quietly, waved his wand and took away a bunch of spoils.

Based on memories dug out from the Parkinsons' brains, Albert quickly found the house where Pansy and his son lived in France.

It was a very inconspicuous house, a bit similar to a safe house, with a lot of protective magic being applied to ensure that the mother and son are not disturbed by outsiders.

But for a wise wizard like Albert, it was nothing. He just waved his old wand and quietly untied the protective magic around the house. He found the sleeping mother and son of Pansi in the bedroom. .

Instead of using the Avadasauerk to kill the poor mother and son like Voldemort, Albert imposed a strong coma curse on them and fed them a lot of life and death water, Quit the house quietly and re-enhance the protective magic of the house to ensure that no one comes to disturb them in the past month.

In fact, it is normal that no one comes to disturb them.

Pansy and her son Scopi came to France to escape from disasters, not travel.

This also means that it is difficult for them, mother and son to wake up again, and they die carefreely in their sleep. Perhaps it was Albert who gave them the greatest kindness!

At least Miss Pansy no longer needs to be completely desperate because of the bad news of her family's death, and the reward was the large amount of emergency that Mr. Parkinson left for his daughter.

Even if I failed to break into the vault of these ancient families in Guling Pavilion, the harvest tonight was still amazing.

However, Albert did not intend to bring this huge "legacy" with him. God knows if there is anything like tracking magic on it.

He divided the spoils into several parts, made marks and buried them separately, and then considered digging them out as treasures after ten or twenty years.

After all, Albert really doesn't lack Gallon, so there is no need to take risks.

After all this, Albert, in a happy mood, took off his disguise and planned to go back to sleep, and then continued his absenteeism.

When he used the time converter to return a few hours ago, he found Izebel waiting for him to come back in the hall.

"Is it over there?"

Izebel put down the book in his hand, looked up at Albert, saying something that was confusing.

"Yes, it's over." Albert was stunned for a moment, and had no idea of ​​hiding the other party. He nodded and said softly, "At least the UK side is over."

"Thanks for your hard work!"

Izebel stepped forward and hugged Albert.

Albert hesitated for a moment, as if considering whether to hug his wife with his blood-stained hands.

No mistakes, one song, one post, one content, one reading!

"I don't mind," Izebel kissed Albert's lips and murmured, "You must have a reason to do that!"

"All threat factors are excluded, and no one can threaten your safety with Alice anymore." Albert hugged Izebel, smelled the familiar scent, and murmured softly: "Next, We can live our life freely!”

"Ahem, I'll say you guys..."

Katrina leaned against the door frame and looked at the young couple who were kissing over there, feeling particularly complicated.

"Is there something else that is secretly hiding from me?"

"This is a little bit of fun between husband and wife." Izebel found an excuse to send his sister away.

"If you don't say it, forget it."

Katrina was a little dissatisfied with this and couldn't help but mutter, "And when are you planning to carry it to, don't you plan to go back to bed?"

"Go and hug her."

Izebel smiled and patted Albert on the shoulder, reminding kindly.

"I'm not a child." Although Katrina did not forget to complain, her body still enjoyed such a hug.

Honestly, she wants a child.

(This volume is over)

This book is almost done.

Actually, I regret writing the latter part, but I still gritted my teeth and wrote it.

As for the follow-up story, I will write some short stories about other characters and see who will follow up. I will tell me in the group and I will read it and then I will complete the book.

Why not in the book? Because I haven’t read book reviews for a long time and I’m afraid of being scolded.

Let's take a two-day break first.

As for the new book, I have some ideas and read it again.