The Evil God of Hogwarts

"Indeed, their eyes are strange." Ellie agreed.

The cashier grunted and said, "Uh-huh, what did I say? Don't go to that place."

After speaking, she pushed the calculator in her hand towards Xing Ze.

After paying the money, Xing Ze walked out of the convenience store with the bag. Ellie asked with some confusion: "Why don't you let me ask her about the disappearance case nearby?"

"If you do this, I bet she will treat you as a police officer." Xing Ze replied, "People here won't like the police."

"how do you know?"

Xing Ze looked at the black gangsters smoking cigarettes, chuckled and said, "Because of skin color, but we can ask other people."

He handed the bag to Ellie and walked straight towards the black men. One of them stood up, spread his hands and shouted, "Yo, what the hell do you want, man?"

"Just wanted to talk."

"What are you talking about?" The black man laughed, and the gold earrings on his ears swung. "Get away, or we will beat the shit out of you."

"Are all people in this town so rude?" Xing Ze said coldly.

The rest of the black men stood up with dark expressions on their faces, and two of them walked around to Xing Ze's side.

"I say it again, man," cried the black man with the gold earring, "get out now, I'll give you a chance."

"Okay, okay," Xing Ze slowly backed away, "I won't disturb your party."

Amid a burst of boos, he retreated to Ellie's side. The eldest lady held a lollipop in her mouth and mocked: "The conversation went well?"

At this moment, a police car drove by. When passing the convenience store, the policeman in the car gave him a look that was not friendly.

The black gangsters started to curse, and it wasn't until the police car honked its horn several times that they reluctantly got up and left. The black man with the gold earrings even gave the police car a middle finger as it drove away.

"It's time to try the second round of conversation." Xing Ze muttered and followed the black men.

"I'll be waiting for you here, Li." The eldest lady was obviously more interested in the sweets in her pocket.

The group of black people turned into the back of the convenience store. When Xing Ze arrived, they were planning to buy some goodies.

"Okay, guys, our opening was a bit wrong just now." Xing Ze stepped forward quickly, reached out and grabbed a beer bottle on the trash can, and hit the person closest to him on the head.

The black man groaned, covered his head and fell to the ground. Only then did the other gangsters react. Xing Ze kicked another gangster, and the man was about to punch back, but his dream was in vain.

Immediately afterwards, two other black men rushed up with strange screams. Xing Ze turned around to avoid the dagger stabbing him, and then blocked the fist of the other man with his left hand.

His right hand struck quickly, hitting the man's chest accurately and powerfully. While gasping for breath, the man stepped back again and again.

The black man holding the dagger cursed, turned around and tried to stab again, but Xing Ze was faster than him.

His wrist was caught, and with a sound of bones twisting, the dagger fell to the ground, and his left hand was twisted at a strange angle. The severe pain soon made him scream loudly.

With a bang of a gunshot, a small hole appeared on the ground in front of Xing Ze, and a wisp of green smoke slowly rose from the hole.

"Damn it, do you think you are so powerful? Huh?" The black man with the gold earring pointed the gun at Xing Ze and cursed, "Hey, Taylor, come here. Damn it, don't be such a pussy.

"You, don't move! I swear, you son of a bitch, I swear if you dare to move, I will kill your head..."

At that moment, the black man with the golden earrings felt his vision blurred. He felt his hand holding the gun being pushed into the sky, and he subconsciously fired two shots. It could only be two shots, and then he fell to the ground.

Xing Ze played with the revolver in his hand and said to the stunned black people: "Ah, don't move, I have a guy in my hand."

Except for the one with broken hands who was still screaming, the others were obediently not moving, and even their breathing was much quieter.

"Your name is Taylor?" Xing Ze asked the black man who was kicked before.

The man nodded repeatedly like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Very good, come here, I have something to ask you." Xing Ze took out his wand and cast a few fainting spells, causing the other black people to faint on the ground.

"You're a wizard? Damn it, you're a wizard? Man, no, no, I'm not..."

"Don't be nervous, friend." Xing Ze put away his wand, "I just wanted to ask a few questions, but you... you didn't seem to give me any chance."

Taylor didn't dare to talk. Everything just happened too fast. This damn man was like a gust of wind, so fast that it dazzled them and they couldn't fight back.

Even with a gun, yes, even in the face of a gun, he rushed forward fearlessly.

Who calls him a wizard? Taylor shouted in his heart that his two sisters were wizards. The most common thing they said to him every time was to tell him not to provoke wizards.

"Speak, Taylor, you are not mute, are you?"

Taylor was awakened by Xing Ze's words. He raised his head blankly and asked in panic: "What? Sir, can you say it again?"

"Do you have many missing people?"

The wizard's question confused Taylor. He shook his head at first, but then nodded.

"Give me an accurate answer, buddy." Xing Ze frowned, "Your answer is a bit ambiguous."

"Um, okay..." Taylor took a deep breath, "Many, almost every year children and elderly people disappear. My cousin, she disappeared three years ago.

"Well, Gemma's brother disappeared four years ago." He pointed at the black man who was knocked unconscious by a beer bottle. "Every year, every year, people disappear.

"But the police don't care. Because we are black, even if they are stealing our children, brothers and sisters."

"Who's stealing?"

Taylor did not continue to speak. He swallowed and seemed to have something to say.

"Just tell me, man. I promise I won't be angry no matter what you say. I might be angry if you stay silent."

Xing Ze pointed the revolver at Taylor, "And, you know, this gun is likely to go off."

Taylor's body trembled slightly, and he whispered: "Wizards, those wizards are stealing our children."

"Wizard?" Xing Ze sighed in disappointment, "Of course, of course it's a wizard."

Seeing that Xing Ze didn't believe it, Taylor seemed a little dissatisfied. He muttered, "Those wizards on Wutong Street, they are demons."

"What did you say?"

"No...nothing?"

"No, no, no." Xing Ze waved his hand, "Say what you just said again."

Under Xing Ze's cold gaze, Taylor repeated what he just said.

"Devil? What do you people call those pure blood, uh, those noble wizards?"

Taylor nodded, "It's not just us, the whole town calls them that."

The devil moved. Xing Ze remembered the message, and he calmed down and asked again: "Last question, tell me about this church."

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