The Evil God of Hogwarts

"This is of no real help." Ellie said. "It can only be used as evidence for the existence of snake people, and it cannot even be used as evidence."

"Clues are not useful." Scott took out a map from his backpack. He slowly unfolded it, took out the ball pen from his breast pocket, and marked it carefully.

After marking, he explained: "This information can help us determine the snake man's activity range and determine the location of the nest based on the movement trajectory."

"The Snakes are closely related to the Old Record Gang. They may have asked people from the Old Record Gang to do these things."

"You're still a wizard, Miss." Scott said sarcastically. "When these things happened, the gangs in Liverpool were still in disarray. Various small gangs were fighting here. There was no Old Record Gang. Even its predecessor, The Tinplate Gang is still gone.

"Of course, it can't be said to death. Those beasts looked like that and were very inconvenient to move. Maybe they controlled a small gang to do things for them at the time. What do you think? Is this clue worth a hundred pounds?"

A bill appeared in Ellie's hand like a magic trick. She held it between two fingers and handed it over. "If we can locate the snake man's lair as you said, then it's worth it. Otherwise, it's just nothing." It’s just one more urban legend.”

The old man quickly took the money and asked: "Do you have any clues about the Liverpool school?"

"Frank had been there and he met a history teacher there and a professor of architecture. I speculated that he might have been learning about the sewers in Liverpool."

"Is he also investigating the Snake Man?"

"Maybe," Ellie replied.

Scott was silent for a while and said: "I have been to the University of Liverpool several times, also wanting to investigate the sewer system here, but those blueprints can only be lent to people with documents, and they cannot be taken out. Maybe I will go there later. When the time comes, we can take this opportunity to take a look.”

"I'm glad you can say that. That's why I brought you here. I don't want to waste time staring at those complicated blueprints. Are you sure you can understand those things?"

"Don't underestimate me, wizard." Scott said confidently, "Although I work in marketing, I have done research on this, so don't worry."

Twenty minutes later, the two arrived at the University of Liverpool. Ellie's police certificate allowed them to enter the college easily.

…

Xing Ze and Emily walked out of a remote exit of the university, and the girl chatted along the way. As a history student, she eagerly explained this historic university town to Xing Ze, but the latter was not interested.

"Where are we going?" Xing Ze asked in a deep voice.

"Go to the president and he will tell you everything we know."

"You just mentioned Jezebeth. Is she also a member of the club?" Xing Ze stopped. He had been sorting out information along the way.

"Of course, Ms. Jezebeth is a senior member of the Unsolved Mysteries Association. She is also one of the managers. It's right in front. Let's go quickly."

Xing Ze had no intention of continuing to leave. He chuckled and said, "Tell your president to come and see me. He knows where to find me."

After that, he turned around and left.

Emily hurriedly shouted: "Wait, don't you want to find out what happened to Thomas?"

"Of course I do." Xing Ze stepped forward and walked in the opposite direction, "That's why I asked you to tell me. You are so smart, you should be able to understand what I mean."

Emily frowned, but she didn't chase after him, and she didn't mean to stop Xing Ze. She is just an ordinary person and has no ability to stop a wizard. She sighed and could only watch Xing Ze gradually go away.

After walking out of the University of Bristol, Xing Ze got into his car and stared at the tall and old stone walls of the school in a daze.

It's all too much of a coincidence. This clumsy meeting gave him the feeling of a banquet at Hongmen. With many doubts, he planned to avoid the spotlight for the time being. In this strange town, he always felt that he was alone, as if everything here was repelling him, a foreigner.

Without staying any longer, he started the car and left the college, thinking of returning to Lance Avenue and continuing to monitor the house. He didn't know if his identity had been exposed, but he couldn't hide it for long.

Even if the owner of the second-hand bookstore didn't say anything, the old man at the convenience store would definitely mention him to others. Gossip would spread quickly, and by then he would be a celebrity on that street for others to appreciate.

When he returned to the Avenue de Reims, the used bookstore had closed its doors. This is to be expected, and if you think about it carefully, you will understand that Riley should also be a member of the association.

Not long after Xing Ze returned to Lance Avenue, a familiar figure opened the door and got into the passenger seat. Xunrel Jezebeth is still so charming and beautiful, and Xing Ze can feel the vague aura of danger under that beautiful body.

"You disrupted all our plans, Xing Ze."

"Nice to meet you, Ms. Xunrel. I didn't expect you to be in Brichester. If I had known earlier, I should have visited you as soon as possible."

"Haha, I like your sarcasm." Jezebeth's sexy red lips slightly raised, with a satisfied expression on her face, "Come on, get out of the car and follow me to a cooler place. It's too hot in the car. I'm really curious as to why you sat here for so long?"

"A calm mind naturally cools down."

"That's a very Zen thing to say, but it obviously doesn't work for me. Come on, friend, you shouldn't let a lady sit in such a stuffy car."

"I won't go anywhere until I get what I want." Xing Ze said firmly. He looked at this dangerous woman, "Either say it here or leave."

Jezebeth frowned, but there was no anger on her face. She turned to smile and said, "Where did your sense of humor go? You were not so unhuman at the dance before."

"Really? Maybe if you had taken the initiative to come to me before, I could have joked with you. But now..." Xing Ze's face became darker and darker. He did not finish his words because his attitude was already obvious.

"Okay. There is no way, this is a necessary measure. The association must..."

"Are you saying that playing tricks on people is a necessary measure?" They will feel that their plans are perfect, and those at the top will often forget that not all the people at the bottom are ignorant.

"Pride is a kind of original sin, Ms. Xunrel, this is not the most fatal. Just pray to your god and give warnings to his spokesperson, and you will be free of sin. If you can spend more money, That would be better. But ignorance is the most terrible thing, because people often don’t feel stupid.”

Jezebeth's smile grew wider, and she praised: "Look, your sense of humor is back again."