The Evil God of Hogwarts

Great sacrifice. Xing Ze thought of Cecil's crazy and twisted face, and his sharp voice.

"Everything is related to the Sabbat Sect? What about the Invisible Sect?" Xing Ze sniffed and asked.

"Don't worry, Xing Ze. We will talk about them eventually." Reko said, "Let's talk about the Severn Valley first. Fifteen, uh, sixteen years ago to be exact. Auror Team 7 is there on a mission to capture Death Eaters..."

"Wait a minute." Xing Ze interrupted, "Squad 7? I've heard about their deeds. All eleven members of the team were killed, only Benson and another member survived."

Edwin and Reko looked at each other with a little surprise on their faces. They did not expect that Xing Ze would know about this matter.

"Yes, but it is announced that only Benson survived. The other member, he is not important. Because he was far less infected than the others."

Xing Ze recalled John's words in his mind and speculated: "So, what did those desperate Sabbat lunatics do? Can they blow up the Ministry of Magic, the village and their own people?"

"Aha." Reko clapped his hands, "You know a lot, and Benson saw you right. They tried to sacrifice an entire Muggle village to summon one of the incarnations of their gods in this world.

"Also, that was an order from the Ministry of Magic. Although it was indeed the Auror Office that executed the order, the annihilation order came from the Key Hall. This is why Benson investigated privately without telling the Key Hall. It was also he The reason for recruiting both of us.”

Everything is explained. Xing Ze thought to himself. Benson was secretly recruited by the Key Hall as an Auror and became the main person in charge of monitoring Dumbledore.

In order to hide his true identity, he still retained his position in the Auror Office - Captain of Team 7. Just like Xing Ze now, he claims to be a teacher at Hogwarts.

Sixteen years ago, his experience in the Severn Valley brought him into contact with dreams and the Sabbat Order, and also allowed him to see through the ruthlessness of the Key Hall.

That stubborn old man must have tried to redress the grievances of his teammates and subordinate Zhao Xue, otherwise, he would not have launched an investigation into the Sabbat Order without telling the Key Hall.

Look at the notes and recording crystal on the table. The old avenger appeared in Xing Ze's mind. After more than ten years of unremitting investigation, it was a pity that he still could not find the truth alive.

Xing Ze sighed softly and glanced at Pochi beside him. The house elf lowered his head and could not clearly see his expression at the moment.

"Since you two appeared on the train, you and Benson must have known that something was going to happen."

In response to Xing Ze's question, Edwin asked: "Do you want a simpler version or a more complicated one?"

Xing Ze took a sip of tea and said, "We have plenty of time, don't we?"

Edwin nodded understandingly: "I wanted to meet this narcissistic poet in the Severn Valley. At that time, he was investigating the rumors of the Black Man there, while I was investigating the Invisible Sect."

"I still can't believe how you sat together." Xing Ze smiled and said, "In my opinion, even if I put you in a cage, you probably wouldn't say a word to him."

"Indeed." Edwin agreed with this, "But he was teasing me, so he boasted to me a lot of stories about the Black Man. It just so happened that my investigation also needed information about the Black Man."

Reko spread his hands and interjected: "If I knew your character was so bad, I would rather chat with the crocodiles in the swamp. Can you believe it, Xing Ze?

"In order to get something out of me, she actually pretended to be very interested in me. For Merlin's sake, this was a huge deception and deeply hurt my self-esteem..."

"Oh, come on, Albin. You have less self-esteem than a sewer rat."

"May you catch the plague, madam," said the poet.

The female scholar shot back without showing any signs of weakness: "Same for you."

"Okay, okay, you two." Xing Ze persuaded, "Although we have a lot of time, we are not using it to quarrel. Let's get back to business. Where did we talk? Oh, the Invisible Sect."

"The Invisible Cult." Edwin repeated, and she took a deep breath, "It starts with that sculpture."

As she spoke, the female scholar took out a simple drawing from the previous document. It was more scrawled than the one the church showed Xing Ze, but the general outline could still be seen clearly.

Xing Ze's face darkened and he muttered: "The King of the Underground."

"The King of the Underground, the Lurker of En-Kay, and the Destroyer of Hybril. He has too many names." Edwin added.

"What does this mean?" Xing Ze asked, "Stop saying such nonsense, Miss Winkler. I have no interest in the many nicknames of this thing."

"Be patient, Xing Ze. It's difficult to explain dreams clearly."

"Okay, let me help you save some time." Xing Ze stood up from the single sofa, picked up Benson's notes and recording crystal and walked towards the basement, "Come on, you two , let’s talk somewhere else.”

He pulled out his wand and waved it a few times, revealing the door to the basement.

"Haha, I knew you were hiding something, Xing Ze." Reko said with a smile, "What's in it?"

"What do you hope for?" Xing Ze asked.

"Wine, good wine, and some beauties, preferably with Veela blood."

"I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you." Xing Ze used his wand to lift the anti-theft spell on the door. "Pochi, I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you to stay on top."

"Of course, little master." Pochi stood up from the carpet and saluted respectfully.

"Don't worry, if there is anything about Benson, I will take the time to talk to you alone."

Pochi opened his mouth in flattery, but couldn't say anything.

Xing Ze brought Edwin and Reko to the basement. He clapped his hands and the dark basement immediately became bright.

No wine and no beautiful women. There were only papers and materials piled on the table, some of which were taped to the walls.

"Merlin's beard." Reko exclaimed, "This place reminds me of my days in Arkham."

Edwin walked towards the wall of clues with interest. She checked it, sometimes frowning, sometimes nodding with satisfaction, sometimes showing a pleased smile...

Xing Ze waved his magic wand, and the door behind him slowly closed, and he said: "Since you are being honest with me, I should also show some respect.

"Hybrier, a lost continent spread in the ancient myth of Greenland, is farther than the north wind. It is said that before the birth of human beings, civilization existed in Hybrier.

"And like all legends, Hybril was eventually covered by ice and snow, and those civilizations were destroyed. Part of the continent sank into the sea, and the remaining part that still exists on the sea is what is now Greenland.

"This is the information I pieced together from fragmented legends. But in my opinion, it is of little value. If the civilizations that existed before the birth of mankind were destroyed, who would pass down these ancient legends? "

"Survivors." Edwin looked away from the clue wall, "The only survivor of the Northern Continent—Ebon."

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