Undercover In Harry Potter

Undercover In Harry Potter Chapter 168

Albania welcomed several unexpected guests at the same time that Jason entered the depths of the forest.

A dozen people in coarse black robes with hoods on their heads walked into the black crow pub next to the big forest.

The entire group moves neatly. After entering the pub, their unique imposing manner has attracted the attention of the whole process.

Around the group of people, a teenager wearing a luxurious smooth jet-black robe walked in.

He had white skin and red eyes, a straight nose and thin lips, neatly trimmed blond hair, a smile on his lips, and walked out slowly.

Inside the pub, it was as if someone had pressed the timeout button, and everyone stopped what they were doing.

The man drinking and playing cards put down the cards, the women chatting stopped their mouths open and closed, and everyone turned their attention to the man who came in.

And this handsome young man seemed to enjoy all this by nature, and he seemed very calm to the gazes of these people.

He walked to a table, looked at the table chairs and chairs that were dirty and stained, and frowned slightly.

A man behind him understands and comes out immediately, respectfully holding out a velvet cushion and laying it on the stool, then a purple-red tablecloth and laying it on the table top .

The teenager laughed with satisfaction, then turned his eyes around.

At this time, a waiter came up, smiled at the boy, and said, "What do you need?"

The boy raised his eyes lazily, as if looking at him Like the food, I looked at the waiter in front of me.

The waiter looked very uncomfortable by the young man. Just as he was about to speak, the young man spoke up in advance.

"I want a cup of fresh blood, the kind that doesn't flow out of the blood vessels for more than ten seconds."

The waiter started, frowning in confusion, and he moved his mouth. , want to ask questions.

However, in front of the waiter, a dark shadow flashed, and then there was a tingling pain in the neck, as if being stabbed by a needle.

"Ho, ho...ho, ho..."

The waiter's eyes were distracted and he wanted to speak, but because the large artery in his neck was stabbed Broken, the bloodthirsty fangs of Vampire pierced, and only intermittent, unintelligible sounds came out of his mouth.

Ten seconds later, the boy put down the waiter's body, which was gone.

Only a "bang" was heard on the ground, and the surrounding people also screamed at the same time.

The young man smiled and looked at the terrified crowd in front of him, a red blood dripping from his lips to his chin.

He wiped away the blood with his fair and slender fingers, and the tip of his blood-red tongue licked the blood-stained teeth.

"Deal with them."

The young man waved his hand backwards, his eyes were not paying attention, and he said the order casually.

Behind him, the dozen or so black clothed silhouettes moved instantly and flew towards the front.

Behind the teenager, there was a black clothed person. He reached out from his sleeve, took out a white handkerchief, and bent over and handed it to the teenager.

The boy took the handkerchief and wiped the blood on his hands slowly, and finally threw the handkerchief on the ground.

In the black crow pub, a bloody air permeates.

It seems like a long time, and it seems like a moment.

In the black crow pub, the teenager sat alone on a chair with a mountain of corpses in front of him.

He looked at the pile of corpses with a smile as if he was admiring some artwork.

"Pickett, what do you think of the artwork at this time?"

The boy asked with a smile, facing the black clothed person behind him.

Pickert lightly said: "The appearance is amazing, the action is amazing, the method is decisive, but there is still one thing missing."

The teenager snorted curiously, and a pair of scarlet eyes looked towards After picking up Pickett, he rolled his eyes, murmured, and asked, "What is it?"

Pickert glanced at the corpse mountain and replied, "Aesthetic."

"Ah?" The boy tilted his head and shouted, "I really can't understand, what exactly is the beauty you're talking about."

"Actually, you don't need to understand, Wang now The greatest expectation for you is to avoid the Death Tribulation at the age of seventeen." Pickett persuaded in a deep voice, "According to the fortune-telling of the prophets, you will meet the one in your life when you are seventeen years old. The biggest difficulty, an eagle from England, will kill you, as long as you dodge it, then everything will be smooth for you in the future, the future..."

" Aiya, you keep nagging about this, are you bothered?" The teenager covered his ears and shook his head in disgust, "I know, I know, so the father sent me outside, not allowed to walk in Britain until I was seventeen, and at the same time Sending you to protect me, you can't leave my side."

"That's true." Pickett said.

The teenager propped his chin with his hand and pouted: "So you don't have to nag every time, and besides, there are more than a dozen of you by my side, unless it's a powerful wizard like Voldemort, otherwise It is impossible for anyone to hurt me."

Pickett said: "It is true."

"Then you have to promise me that you will not be in my ear in the future, like a Like a fly, it keeps buzzing and making me upset." The teenager tilted his head and looked towards Pickett.

Pickett said: "That's true... um, that's not right!"

Originally, Pickett was a little dizzy when he was called by the teenager, but it was okay He has always been calm-headed, and he reacted at once, and said flatly: "For your safety, you can't hate this, but you have to take it seriously all the time, always be right..."

Rabbling, Pickett said a lot of words in the boy's ear, which made the boy feel annoyed, but because of Pickett's identity, he couldn't have a seizure, so he could only listen to it.

During the process, the teenager made "um" and "Ah" sounds from time to time to match.

Pickett also understands the perfunctory mood of the teenager, but he only needs to get through the last few days, when the time comes, the teenager is eighteen years old, and the Death Tribulation in the prophecy can naturally be avoided. .

In other words, teenagers only need to endure the nagging of the past few days, and when the time comes, no one will come to nagging.

But looking at the young man walking through the passage, Pickett also shook his head and sighed.

"...So, just wait the last few days, when the time comes you don't have to worry about the Death Tribulation."

End Afterwards, Pickett looked towards Teenager.

And the other party was not as expected by Pickett, and was still doing nothing, completely unaware of the importance of the matter.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me."

At this moment, a deep whisper came from inside the corpse mountain.

Everyone present was Vampire, and all of a sudden they heard this murmur.

The boy's eyes lit up, his body fluttered forward, and he ran directly to the front of the mountain of corpses. Regardless of the blood and filth, he extended the hand and moved the corpse away.

At the end, inside the corpse mountain, an old fogey was exposed.

This old man was covered in blood and his eyes were slack. At first glance, he knew that he was insane with fear.

"didn't expect, you guys still have a fish that escaped the net, tsk tsk tsk, how can this make me feel at ease." The teenager smacked his tongue.

Pickett glanced at the old man and said nothing. He winked at a black clothed person behind him. After the latter understood, he immediately stepped up to understand.

The old man saw someone walking up and shouted: "Kuya, Kuya!"

After the young man heard "Kuya", his eyes flashed and he said: "Stop!"

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