Chapter 338 The Disgusting Curse

"Headmaster Dumbledore, Professor Flitwick and the rest of you, welcome to the humble abode."

Outside the door of Godric's Hollow Villa, Mike said with a smile on his face.

In addition to Dumbledore and Flitwick, the people who came to visit him this time were Black, Moody and Lupin, whom he had not seen for a long time.

To be honest, this lineup surprised Mike. He didn't understand the purpose of their visit.

"You're too kind, Mike." Dumbledore said with a smile, "The environment in Godric's Hollow is quite good. I have to say you chose a good place."

"Hahaha, this is all the work of Professor Flitwick. Okay, don't talk about this, everyone come in quickly." Mike gave up his seat, made a gesture of invitation and shouted, "Shuk, prepare it for the guests. Some refreshments.”

Everyone filed in under the leadership of Mike, and Shuke also prepared refreshments early and served them.

"Mike, I'm sorry for not informing you in advance about this visit, but things suddenly happened and we couldn't take care of that much." Sitting down on the sofa, Dumbledore said seriously, "About the Gringotts robbery. You must already know about this, right?"

Mike nodded in answer, and Dumbledore continued:

"A few of us discussed it and felt that this matter should not be caused by Voldemort and Death Eaters, but this matter also reminded me. Mike, because you hindered Voldemort's resurrection before, you are now in a very dangerous situation. In this situation, Voldemort and his henchmen may come to attack you at any time. So I think we should take you to a safer place to spend this summer vacation."

Dumbledore had no intention of talking nonsense to Mac, and made his purpose clear from the moment he came up.

Hearing this, Mike frowned.

He instinctively turned his attention to Flitwick, wanting to consult his teacher's opinion.

Flitwick noticed Mike's gaze and just nodded silently.

Now Mike understood that Dumbledore must have visited Professor Flitwick and obtained his permission before coming here.

At the same time, Mike also understood that Dumbledore and Professor Flitwick actually had good intentions and both wanted their own safety to be guaranteed.

But it is absolutely impossible for Mike to agree to this proposal.

Because higher-intensity protection also means higher-intensity surveillance. Once you agree to Dumbledore's request, you will undoubtedly lose your existing freedom.

This is absolutely unacceptable to Mike.

Having made up his mind, Mike looked at Dumbledore and said:

"Sorry, Principal Dumbledore, I cannot accept this proposal. I think I can protect myself."

As soon as Mike said this, everyone present looked surprised, and Moody beside him even said sarcastically:

"Ha! Your good intentions have been taken for granted, Dumbledore! Our little brat has his own ideas! Listen to what he said, oh! I think I can completely protect myself (yin and yang)! Hahaha, It’s really hilarious!”

Moody looked sarcastic and seemed to want to continue speaking, but was stopped by Dumbledore's gaze.

"Mike, I don't think this is a good idea."

Dumbledore persuaded him earnestly, and Professor Flitwick on the side also echoed:

"That's right, Mike. This is different from a normal duel. Voldemort and the Death Eaters will use all means to hurt you! Even I can't guarantee that I can guarantee your safety! Be obedient and follow Dumbledore and the others. Let’s go, okay?”

"Sorry, I still refuse."

At this moment, everyone present frowned, and Blake looked even more angry. He rushed forward and grabbed Mike's collar first.

However, just as his tun had left his seat, a strange sound came from his pants pocket.

"Oh! It must be Harry! He must have missed me!"

Blake said as he reached into his pocket, and the scowl on his face instantly turned into a happy smile.

As if he wanted to show off his relationship with Harry, Blake did not choose to go out to 'answer the phone'. After taking out a small mirror from his pocket, he started talking directly to the mirror.

"Hey! Harry, what's the matter? Don't tell me that you miss me. I obviously just left..."

Before Blake could finish his words, Harry's nervous and urgent voice came from the mirror.

"Blake! Something happened! Dementors... Dementors attacked me and Dali, and I had no choice but to use the Patronus Charm! I originally thought it was no big deal, after all, I really had no choice. But just now, I I received a letter from the Ministry of Magic, which said that I... said that I had been expelled (crying voice), and they were going to come and confiscate my wand!"

"What did you say! How dare they!"

Blake roared ferociously, and it only took him 1 second to go from smiling to furious.

Everyone else in the living room was also shocked when they heard this.

"Just wait, I'll be right back!" Black shouted, "I want to see which bastard dares to confiscate your wand!"

With that said, Blake put away the mirror and turned around to use shadow transformation.

However, Dumbledore stopped him vocally.

"Don't worry, Black, we'll go with you." After saying that, Dumbledore turned to look at Mike, "Mike, since you don't want to move, we won't force you. But proper protection still needs to be done. Well, Professor Moody is an outstanding retired Auror, he has rich experience in security, I asked him to stay and help you improve the protection measures of the house."

Then, as if seeing that Mike wanted to refuse again, Dumbledore said again:

"Don't refuse. These are necessary protective measures and will have absolutely no impact on your daily life."

Seeing this, Mike also knew that this was Dumbledore's bottom line, so he nodded and said:

"Okay, Principal Dumbledore, thank you very much for your kindness. Also, can I go with you to see how Harry is doing?"

"I'm afraid not, Mike. Your current situation is not suitable for going out. Even if you follow us, you are likely to be injured if you are attacked."

Mike nodded, and then Dumbledore and the others rushed to Harry's location without stopping.

Moody, the only one left, seemed very unhappy with Dumbledore's decision, but he still chose to stay.

"Okay, kid, I'm going to get to work, you'd better stay away!"

After saying these words viciously, Moody ignored Mike and began to inspect the house on his own.

Moody first scanned the entire house with his magic eye, then began to cast spells on all the doors, windows and floors, and later turned over the furniture in each room.

His movements were very rough, and the whole villa was messed up by him in the blink of an eye.

But Mike, who has some experience in gunfights, can tell that Moody is not messing around. The placement of the furniture should have been strictly calculated, because according to Mike's observation, after the furniture was combined and placed, it turned out to be faint. Turned into bunkers.

It took a full hour before Moody finally calmed down and said to Mike:

"Your home is full of flaws! It can be seen that this villa has been attached with a lot of protective magic, but because no one has taken care of it for many years, many facilities have become ineffective!

Especially the anti-lock-picking charm on the doors and windows (anti-Alaho Cave, a counter-spell specially used to resist the lock-picking charm.), the burglar detection charm on the outside of the house (used to monitor the magic around the house), and the immobility charm inside the house ( Also known as the anti-jamming spell, it is used to avoid being peeped and eavesdropped, and can disable Muggle cameras and eavesdropping devices.) They have completely failed, so I had no choice but to reinforce them!

Despite all I've done, I still don't think you could survive a Death Eater attack, little brat! "

Mike's brows furrowed. He was actually quite grateful to Moody, but what the bad old man in front of him said was a bit too hasty, which made him unhappy.

"You still look a little unconvinced, don't you?" Seeing Mike's expression, Moody suddenly approached Mike's face nervously and whispered, "Don't you like me calling you that? Little brat!"

Moody's face looked a bit harsh up close. Mike took two steps back in disgust and said coldly:

"Please be respectful, Professor Moody (emphasis added)"

"Hahaha! It seems that you are really unconvinced. How about I show you?"

Moody in front of him laughed as if he was suddenly ill, and even took out his wand.

Seeing this, Mike took out his wand not to be outdone. Now Mike is very confident in his own strength. He does not think Moody is his opponent.

Obviously, Moody thought so too. Seeing Mike take out his magic wand, Moody's magic eye moved very flexibly, and then his malicious eyes took away from Mike and put it on On Shuke's side.

At this time, Shuke was looking unhappy. Shuke had always been responsible for the cleaning work of Godric's villa. He knew that his master Mike valued this house very much, so he took the responsibility of cleaning the house. It was regarded as an honor, and other house elves were never allowed to interfere.

Now that Moody has made the house a mess, it naturally arouses Shuke's dissatisfaction.

Noticing Moody's malicious eyes on him, Shuke instinctively wanted to hide behind Mike, but Moody's movements were obviously faster.

"&^$! x-on:!"

As a spell that Mike had never heard before was uttered, a nearly transparent beam of light hit Shuke.

The next moment, Shuke let out a shrill scream, and Mike was furious when he saw this. Just when he was about to take action, he found that a steaming lump suddenly appeared on Moody's hand - Xiang!

"fk!"

Swearing loudly, and smelling the stench that gradually filled the air, Mike instinctively covered his mouth and nose, and pointed the wand at Moody.

"Oh! Shuke is going to die! Shuke is going to die... Huh? Shuke... Shuke seems to be fine."

Shuke's little hands groped back and forth on his body, and after making sure that he was not hurt, he hugged Mike's leg and started crying.

Moody, who was holding the 'Liu Xiang' on the opposite side, also spoke at this time and said:

"The Intestinal Evisceration Curse is a magic spell used to treat gastrointestinal blockage and other gastrointestinal diseases. It can directly remove things from the patient's body, thereby reducing the patient's pain."

With that said, Moody held Xiang and leaned towards Mike again.

"I've had enough! You disgusting guy, get out of this house with me!"

Mike roared angrily, but Moody laughed loudly after hearing this, and continued:

"That's why I say you are an innocent little brat! On the surface, the Intestinal Curse is just an ordinary medical spell, specially used to treat some minor ailments, but you really noticed its operation. Is there a way? You know, it can take out items directly from the human body."

Moody's words made Mike think of something. He slowly put down his wand and said solemnly: "You mean..."

"Have you thought about it? It seems that your small head is not all filled with mush!" Moody said nervously again, "Yes, the Gut-Evisceration Curse is actually a spell with extremely lethal power. As long as it is slightly modified, such as changing its target from insignificant feces and urine to organs such as the heart and liver, it will become the most powerful assassination spell!"

"In the hands of a true master, even an ordinary medical curse will turn into a fatal death curse! And those Death Eaters, their methods are countless times weirder! They are cruel and weird, no matter how you prevent it , they can suddenly jump out at a time when you never expect it, and kill you by means that you can’t understand at all! Hahahaha!”

Moody's nervous laughter continued, but Mike beside him was already deep in thought.

In fact, he has discovered the problem Moody mentioned a long time ago. Compared to mages and wizards, his current fighting style is more like a warrior using magic. He is straightforward and lacks those mysterious methods. There is also a lack of defense against these tactics.

Mike turned his attention to the old man in front of him.

As a retired legendary Auror, Moody has been fighting Death Eaters all his life, and he is obviously very familiar with those strange methods.

If you want to strengthen your ability in this area, Moody is undoubtedly a very good teacher.

With this in mind, Mike was ready to ask Moody more questions.

However, before Mike could say anything, he saw Moody across from him with a proud look on his face and continued:

"Solid thinking is a common problem among you Muggle wizards! The way you use magic spells is always very rigid and lacks imagination! But this can't be entirely your fault. After all, your teacher is Flitwick, who is full of muscles. Stupid thing! Troll head! What that kind of guy likes most is direct powerful spells, so the students he teaches can only be brainless idiots like you!"

"You said Professor Flitwick was an idiot?"

A cold voice with strong murderous intent came from Mike's mouth. The smile on Moody's face froze. He looked at Mike's expression without any emotion and turned around to run away.

However, Mike is faster than him!

With a sharp finger of the wand in his hand, a powerful force that was so strong that it was almost substantial turned into a beam of light and shot toward Moody!