Chapter 620 Is the Terror King Here?

After defeating magic with physics, Xia Yanzhen took a few gold coins and put them on the counter, picked up the signature wand in the corner, put it into the imprint space, and walked out of the store.

Not intending to go back to school immediately, Xia Yanzhen wandered around this old town and actually found some props for him.

There are several kinds of magic potions, which have the effects of becoming invisible, increasing the power of magic spells, and accelerating the recovery of injuries after taking them. They are all props.

Judging from the information, there are no side effects, but there is drug resistance.

The effect will be greatly reduced after taking each product seven or eight times, and it will be basically useless after taking it ten times - this is written directly in the information.

But even so, it is still valuable.

Even if you don't take it yourself, you can sell it for a big price if you take it back to the trading square.

Effects such as invisibility and accelerated injury recovery are not only useful for magicians.

Xia Yanzhen spent a lot of money to buy potions that were effective even for non-magicians, and the originally bulging money bag was greatly reduced.

He doesn't care. If he has money, he spends it. If he doesn't have money, he borrows some.

Nowadays, the magic world is very free, which also means chaos, not actually peace.

Various organizations that use the name of association do a lot of bad things behind the scenes.

For example, the Society for the Protection of Magical Creatures and Plants will charge a "comfort fee" from restaurants and other stores.

Used to comfort those magical animals and plants that have been traumatized physically and mentally.

These organizations can ask for money from stores, and it is reasonable for Xia Yanzhen to ask for money from them.

After all, everyone is equal and free.

Apart from magic potions, there are not many equipments that are helpful to Xia Yanzhen in the old town.

There are some magical plants that can be used to help fight.

Whether plants are living creatures and whether they can be put into the Sage's Bracers depends on the situation.

The Sage's Bracers are with Tiamat, let it be taken care of.

These things are all taken back and sold for money.

Xia Yanzhen actually didn't care too much.

While Xia Yanzhen was wandering around shopping, Aofan also woke up in the magic wand shop and touched his chin, feeling as if he had been hit hard by a mud monster with his tongue.

Fortunately, there was no bone fracture, otherwise even if magic was used to speed up the recovery, the feeling would not be pleasant.

"Damn it! That guy!"

After waking up, Aofan remembered that bastard, took a look, and found that his decorative wand had been taken away, and there were some more gold coins on the counter.

The price is beyond reasonable.

But...it's not about money!

Aofan angrily took out his magic wand and waved it, trying to find the man to ask for an explanation.

But after he waved his wand, the positioning spell failed to take effect and successfully formed a line pointing to the person.

"what happened?"

Aofan was a little confused. The other party knocked him out and established a connection with each other. Within an hour, the positioning magic could locate the other person's location.

He glanced at the time on the wall clock and saw that the time hadn't passed yet.

Unbelieving that Xie Aofan cast the spell several times in succession, his face gradually became ugly.

Time is running out, and the positioning magic is ineffective, which can only prove that the opponent's strength far exceeds his own.

The huge magic power is enough to break his positioning magic.

Magic is not omnipotent. Those seemingly omnipotent magics are just because they have not encountered more powerful magic.

Olympic Sailing knows this very well.

"Forget it, let's not argue with the kids." Aofan chose to be sincere and put the money on the counter away as if nothing had happened.

Five days flew by.

"Xia, that's not how the wand is used!" The teacher couldn't help but roared in the classroom.

"No, I'm a wand liberal, that's how wands are used."

Xia Yanzhen hit the screaming radish in front of him with his wand, knocking the magical plant unconscious and successfully "pacifying" the magical plant.

"This is not comfort."

"Teacher, look at how quiet it is now." Xia Yanzhen pointed at the unconscious screaming carrot, "It is much quieter than others. This is the best comfort."

Veins popped up on the botany teacher's forehead: "You are abusing plants!"

"I treat plants equally, respect the plants, and give my best every time I cast a spell!"

Xia Yanzhen has mastered some "magic counterattack" skills.

Respect reflects equality, and going all out reflects respect.

"Azkaban! Ten points deducted!"

This teacher is not too young and is not very adaptable to the new version of the magic world in recent years, so he can only resort to ancient "killing weapons".

However, this thing can still be effective when there are only four branches.

Now it has no effect at all.

Ten points deducted?

Xia Yanzhen didn't care if he deducted 100 points.

After finishing her plant class in the morning, Xia Yanzhen went to potions class in the afternoon.

As soon as he came in, the Potions teacher smiled: "Our Potions genius is here."

Xia Yanzhen's other magic courses are a mess, even the spell combat course is not good——

Even in today's free magic world, teachers still believe that knocking an opponent unconscious with a huge wand is not considered magic.

This is clearly the behavior of a troll!

There was only one course in which Xia Yanzhen was praised by the teacher.

That's Potions class.

Potions class has the word "magic" in it, but its actual use has little to do with magic.

It's more like a chemical experiment. At a certain time, a certain proportion of raw materials are put in and burned at a certain temperature.

Although people are used to doing it with magic spells - it's easier this way.

But casting a spell without a wand can also be done manually.

Xia Yanzhen's extremely accurate judgment made him extremely relaxed when refining the potion.

Any magic potion can be mastered in two times and successfully refined, becoming what the teacher calls a magic potion genius.

Azkaban adds ten points at every turn.

The day's classes ended.

Xia Yanzhen returned to the dormitory, and not long after he sat down to practice the magic breath technique, Tiamat's voice came from the team channel: "Master, I'm back."

"Where are you?"

"Outside the academy."

"I'm here to find you." Xia Yanzhen said and left Al College directly.

Because of the need for freedom, the school has no curfew hours and students can come and go from the college at will at night.

Arriving in the deserted forest outside the academy, Xia Yanzhen first asked about Tiamat's results: "Have you found Hugh Ted?"

"No, this person seems to have disappeared." Tiamat said.

"Missing?"

Xia Yanzhen frowned.

Hugh Tedder is the Minister for Magic, basically equivalent to the top man in the wizarding world of Glen.

The news of such a big shot's disappearance has long spread.

"On the surface, Ted has been doing a good job..." Tiamat began to describe the results of its investigation.

On the surface, the Ministry of Magic is operating normally, and Hugh Ted goes to work every day to take care of things.

However, he has been away from other people's eyes and has not appeared in front of others for at least half a year.

There was an internal meeting, but only the voice was heard and no one was there.

All matters and documents that need to be signed are placed at the door of the office and will be completed naturally.

If you have to show up, use a magic puppet instead.

The Ministry of Magic is still running, but the minister has disappeared for half a year.

Friends and subordinates went to his home to check, but no one was there.

Tiamat checked around, but no one knew where the minister was.

If he hadn't kept the Ministry of Magic running, everyone else would have called the police.

"What about AKA?"

"There should be five of them."

The son of destiny and savior Hugh Ted grew up with the help of six mentors and defeated the extremely evil man who wanted to rule the magical world of Glen with fear, the "Terror Lord" who cannot be named.

After Hugh Ted successfully defeated the Devil, he entered the Ministry of Magic with great prestige and began to rise steadily.

Six mentors retired after success.

The eldest among them, the former principal of Ayre College, died two years after the war.

The remaining five gradually disappeared from the world.

It was said that he lived in a manor on the west coast, but when Tiamat went to investigate, there was no one there.

These five mentors are also missing.

"All missing?"

"Um."

"It's interesting. Where is the Terror Lord?"

"In Azkaban."

"Okay, let's go to Azkaban." Xia Yanzhen sat on Tiamat and soared into the sky.

Azkaban.

One of the scariest places in the magical world of Gran.

Hanging alone overseas, it looks like a huge stone pillar from a distance.

Caves were dug out on the stone pillars, which were cells.

A large number of dementors surrounded the stone pillars, absorbing the energy and spirit of the prisoners from time to time.

If you are sucked to death, you will be pulled down.

There is no death penalty in the magical world of Gran, and being thrown into Azkaban is equivalent to death.

In a cell below the stone pillar, close to the sea, where sea water often pours in, a bald man sits, trying to avoid the sea water.

His complexion was extremely pale, his cheeks were sunken, and he was very thin.

But he looks quite young, probably in his early thirties, and his appearance also has a somewhat gloomy and cold beauty.

If he had long hair, he would be a gloomy handsome guy.

This is the terrifying demon king who cannot even be named.

Of course, he doesn't look like this in the newspapers.

If this situation becomes known to the majority of magicians, maybe organizations like support clubs will appear.

After all, the Azkaban Prisoners Human Rights Protection Association does exist.

In addition to the prisoners, Azkaban only has guards, and the guards are just magical creatures-dementors.

There are no humans.

Every other month, people from the Ministry of Magic come to check and see if there are any problems.

In the night, a dragon approaches Azkaban.

Under the moonlight, Xia Yanzhen could see blurry, plastic bag-like objects wandering around the stone pillars.

"Kill them all."

Xia Yanzhen said.

Tiamat opened her mouth and spit out a stream of dragon breath, which rolled towards the dementors.

Now that he is here, Xia Yanzhen will naturally not just come to ask questions.

Now that you’re here, let’s do something big.

The dragon's breath formed a whirlpool, sucking in all the dozens of dementors and disappearing.

"tasty."

Instead of burning the dementors to death, Tiamat devoured them. This magical creature of negative energy was both delicious and nutritious to it.

"Is the Terror Lord here?"

"Is the Terror Lord here?"

After dealing with the dementors, Tiamat flew around the stone pillars, looking around the cells with a solemn gaze, which made many prisoners feel a little frightened.

Turned around a few times but no response.

Among the more than thirty prisoners, about ten prisoners looked directly at Tiamat and were not afraid.

No one answered Tiamat's question.

"Let me do it."

Xia Yanzhen said, gesturing for Tiamat to fly upward.

He fell from the sky and landed on the top of the stone pillar. The magic covering him was completely unable to stop Xia Yanzhen's arrival.

"Be careful, don't drown."

After saying something to ensure that the prisoners heard it, Xia Yanzhen took out Qingyun and smashed it down hard.

Huge blue clouds hit the stone pillars at their feet. After the loud noise, cracks spread.

In the next breath, Azkaban shattered and collapsed.