Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 1157: Who killed him?

? "Boom, boom——"

Two coma spells fell on the heads of the two Auror guards almost at the same time, causing them to crash heavily on the stone walls on both sides of the cell door.

Let’s not mention the damage that the coma spell can cause by hitting the head directly. Just hitting the back of the head against the wall may be enough to cause a concussion.

This is really cruel.

To be honest, Martin alone cannot release two curses at the same time, but two people can do it.

At the next moment, Martin, who actively cast the spell, finally showed his figure outside the cell because of the failure of the potion.

"Open the prison door."

After stunning the two wizards who were guarding the door, Martin rolled his head at the inspector who had just helped him clear the obstacle, and motioned him to find a way to open the door.

But then he found that the other party didn't do what he said, but stood still and shook his head blankly.

"Without the key and password...the door cannot be opened."

"Neither did they?" Martin pointed to the Auror who was lying on both sides.

"No," I saw the Auror inspector shaking his head again, his tone of voice was slightly stiff, "The key is on the wall of the office, and the password is only known by the head of the room, Mr. Shaker."

"Damn it," Martin frowned and cursed in a low voice, rather annoyed, "Why didn't the cell where Eluli was held just now had nothing...huh?"

Martin, who was secretly angry in front of the cell, was muttering, but soon noticed something wrong.

When the guards were still there just now, Muriel still made sense without saying anything, but now the three Aurors are fainted by two, and one more clearly stands on her side. Why? You still shrank in the cell without making a sound?

"Muriel!"

"Clang--"

"Muriel?"

He didn't even bother to worry about whether the sound would reach other people's ears. While shouting the girl's name in the cell, he reached out and knocked twice on the iron fence of the cell door.

I have to say that the dungeon is indeed quite dim, just standing in the corridor and looking at the cell, it is difficult to see what Muriel is squatting in the corner.

What's more, the long hair of the other party has always been so messy and scattered, so that people can't see her face at all.

Fortunately, Muriel still seems to be responsive to his yelling and knocking—at least Martin thinks this should be a good sign.

"Are you okay?" He grabbed the iron fence and looked at Muriel, who slowly turned his head inside, and asked, "What the **** is going on? Why don't you speak?"

Muriel in the depths of the cell did not answer Martin's question, she just shook her head slowly.

"What the **** is going on..."

Martin slammed the door of the cell in annoyance, took two steps back, and then raised his right hand holding the wand tightly. Then, I saw him point the tip of the stick to the keyhole of the prison door, and read clearly:

"Bone to pieces!"

"Boom!"

A burst of sparks flew in all directions, causing Martin himself to raise his arms to cover his head. But when he put his hand down to check the lock of the cell door, he found that the keyhole was almost intact, except for a small dent.

Needless to say, there is obviously a protective charm on the cell door, and there is likely to be more than one.

However, Martin only shook his head slightly.

"...At least this has caused tangible damage, indicating that the magic above is not strong enough to make me give up choosing brute force."

I said so, but Martin did not cast a more powerful spell, but took out the potion he had brought earlier from his arms.

The potion that Muriel had inadvertently refined is not yet available. What he needs right now is actually another special potion—death potion.

Just listen to the name of this potion. It is undoubtedly a terrible potion.

In fact, this medicine was still used by the Ministry of Magic in many countries, including the Magic Congress of the United States, to execute the death penalty decades ago-and its name comes from this.

Speaking of, its effect is actually very simple, that is, it is extremely corrosive.

Judging from the effects of the death penalty in the past, in addition to creatures, even most magical and non-magical items can be easily corroded out. The prisoners who were executed in the first place were often swallowed by the mercury-shaped potion together with their seats, and there would be no scum left behind.

However, with the successive restrictions and even abolition of the death penalty, this kind of medicine, which was originally forbidden to be prepared privately, has naturally been completely banned from use. Only the "living **** medicine" is left to deliberately increase the difficulty of refining, and Reduced the degraded version with a certain effect for the potionists to study and research.

I don't know where Martin this guy got such a real death potion.

However, after seeing that he took out the special potion bottle the size of his thumb, he opened the sealed bottle cap very carefully and stirred the wand in his right hand to separate a drop of silver liquid medicine from it.

After using the floating spell to make the drop of potion float in mid-air, he hurriedly recapped the bottle cap and tightened it, and then continued to control the potion to fall to the keyhole of the cell door.

Then, with an inaudible sound of corrosion, the keyhole was immediately enlarged a bit. As for the protective curse attached to the prison door, it has no effect at all.

At the end, Martin was seen pulling his wand back, and the drop of liquid medicine the size of a pea couldn't even see if it had decreased.

When he waited tirelessly, he opened the potion bottle again, let the potion slowly fall into the mouth of the bottle and closed the cap again, even the user Martin couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

On this thing, it is estimated that few people will not be afraid of seeing it.

"Muriel? Come out! The door has been opened for you..."

He stretched out his hand and pulled the cell door open, but didn't go directly in. Instead, he stood at the door and called out again—this could not help him being careless, after all, Muriel was obviously very abnormal.

In normal times, she would have spoken a lot of words long ago.

And just as Martin couldn't bear this silent stalemate, half-raising his wand to take a closer look, he suddenly found Muriel inside suddenly turned his head.

Due to the darkness in the cell and Muriel's messy hair, Martin still couldn't see her expression, but his instinct immediately told him not to go any further.

"Quit!"

A thought flashed through Martin's mind. He quickly exited the cell and took a step aside. And almost at the same time, Muriel in the prison jumped one step quickly, like a beast, pounced on where he stood just now!

"Muriel!"

Martin feels that his mind is a little bit overwhelming. He even wonders if Muriel was bitten by a werewolf and contracted wolf poison.

But even if there is a mess in his head, his movements are not slow at all. After discovering that the opponent was extremely fast and his strength was obviously not small, he stood decisively and didn't move, but concentrated his energy to wield his own magic wand.

He understands that at the speed Muriel just now, he can't run. Only trying to use the spell to deal with it is his best choice right now.

"Fainted!"

Martin still kept his hands.

There was a flame of fire passing across the dim dungeon corridor, rushing towards Muriel, who was squatting at the door of the jail and hadn't gotten up.

"Huh?"

Muriel tilted her head alertly, and then jumped to the side again with her hands and feet. Although she slammed into the open cell door a little awkwardly, she was still avoided by her.

"There are many obstacles--"

Martin, who can compete with Kingsley one-on-one, is naturally not low in using spells. This obstacle curse was released almost immediately following the previous coma curse. No matter how fast the opponent is, there is no way to avoid it when the center of gravity of the object is unstable, so that the effect of the curse is smoothly applied to her.

For a moment, the unusual Muriel's movements slowed down-although it was still much faster than when an ordinary person was hit by an obstacle spell.

"All petrochemicals!"

Martin's third spell finally hit Muriel's shoulder, making her stiff. But the effect was obvious and still not enough to make her completely restrained in action, forcing Martin to have to make up the whole body restraint curse again.

Watching Muriel, who was completely rigid, fell slowly to the ground under the effect of the obstacle curse, Martin frowned and drooped the curse slightly.

Then, he was stunned.

"Is it some kind of curse? Or is it a werewolf poison? Or..." Martin murmured, his face full of irritation and confusion, "Why did the Ministry of Magic do this?"

As soon as he said this, he shook his head again.

"It shouldn't... The Ministry of Magic has no reason to do this. No, not just the Ministry, no one has any reason to behave like this against Muriel!"

Although his heart is full of anger, Martin can barely control his emotions. Because he knew that he had to analyze the reasons clearly-even if it was only for Muriel.

It's a pity, the more he thinks about it, the more he feels clueless—you know, this is Muriel! It's Muriel, the lonely girl who has been alone since she was a student, even outsiders rarely come into contact with it!

Martin can't even imagine ~IndoMTL.com~ who on earth made her look like this.

For a long while, he couldn't help but shook his head slightly, and forcibly suppressed the disturbing emotions in his heart.

"Anyway, you have to take her out of here first... If there is an accident in this rescue, I am afraid that he may not be able to escape, let alone find out that Muriel has become like this. The reason is."

Martin hurried over and helped Muriel, who was not moving, up, and then took out another normal-sized potion bottle from his arms.

This time, what he took out was the potion Muriel had refined because of an accident—even if the whole world only had these bottles in his arms.

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