Hogwarts Outsider Chapter 111: Mysterious box

Matthew Wakefield could only feel the cool night breeze blowing his hair; at the same time, his robe fluttered behind him...

The feeling of sitting on a broomstick is actually relatively ordinary; at least Matthew doesn't feel as comfortable as riding on a hippogriff.

Looking down, the square streets of London were getting farther and farther away from them...then quickly shrank into a shining black drawing board.

Mr. Shafik has been directing them to move forward, sometimes rising suddenly, sometimes falling suddenly... The bitter cold wind blows from time to time, and the cold air in London at night even pricked Matthew's eyes, and he couldn't help gushing. Tears came out.

Matthew didn't know how far they flew, but only through his watch, he knew that they had been in the sky for almost an hour...

Judging from the pitch-black ground, they must have left downtown London.

"It should be right here!" Mr. Shafiq issued the order again: "We landed."

The two brooms began to dive... Matthew quickly grabbed the broomstick tightly.

They flew lower and lower, and finally Matthew could see the car lights and street lights, as well as the big chimneys on the side of the road.

Finally, they stepped off their brooms in the middle of a small square, on a piece of messy and barren grass.

Matthew looked around, and he was sure that they came to a Muggle town that was far away from London and very remote.

……

"It's only ten past twelve, and we arrived five minutes early." Mr. Shafik said, looking at his watch.

He sat down on the grass, panting heavily there, the middle-aged man was a little tired after such a long flight.

Matthew sat down too.

Mr. Shafik is looking up at the sky, but Matthew is different, he is looking around curiously.

They didn't wait too long, a few black shadows appeared from the sky soon.

Four deadly foreigners who wrapped themselves up and down, they rode four broomsticks...

And between the four broomsticks, a box was chained and suspended in mid-air.

The box is not big, at least two people can definitely lift it up.

The four broomsticks slowly descended from the sky, and the mysterious-looking box also fell heavily to the ground.

"Who... is... Shafiq?" Among the four foreign wizards, one of them spoke English with a heavy accent and stammered.

"I am!" Mr. Shafiq quickly stood up.

"Then... I'll leave this to you!" the foreign wizard who could speak English said hastily, pointing to the box.

At the same time he took out a short wand and waved it lightly.

The chains tied to the four broomsticks all fell off immediately.

"Let's go..." the foreign wizard who could speak English continued.

However, he turned around and reminded: "Be careful!"

After finishing speaking, the four foreign wizards got on their broomsticks one after another and took off into the sky at the fastest speed.

The speed of the movement seems to be escaping from something.

And Mr. Shafik has already started to work. He tied four iron chains, two by two, to the two broomsticks on their side.

After confirming that it was tied firmly, he glanced at his two companions: "Let's go back!"

"Wait a little longer." Matthew suggested.

His eyes looked curiously at the box bound by iron chains... Inside this mysterious box, it seemed that something was trapped and trembled from time to time.

Matthew's opinion was quickly supported by another companion, the timid and taciturn clerk, who said weakly: "Yes, wait a little longer, let's have a rest!"

"Alright then!" Mr. Shafik could only nod his head.

They sat patiently on the grass for a minute or two.

"Actually, I don't quite understand..." Suddenly, Matthew glanced at another clerk in a strange way.

"What don't you understand?" The clerk was a little confused.

Matthew said honestly: "I'm waiting for the Auror, what are you waiting for?"

"Waiting for the Auror?" Another clerk and Mr. Shafik said in surprise.

They still don't seem to understand what happened.

……

At this moment, only a series of sounds of "噗", "噗", "噗" were heard, and almost a dozen wizards descended from the sky and surrounded them.

These wizards all took out their wands, and each wand pointed at the three people surrounded by them.

Matthew Wakefield fell to the ground without hesitation, covering his head with his hands.

"Stupefy!" More than a dozen voices shouted almost simultaneously—

Then came a series of blinding flashes, and Matthew felt his hair move and heave, like a strong wind blowing across the clearing.

He raised his head slightly, and saw streaks of burning red light shooting out from the wizard's wand, crossing each other above their heads, hitting the lawn, and being bounced into the darkness again—

The scene was spectacular.

Mr. Shafik, who was caught off guard, and his clerk must have been stunned on the grass.

"Take them all back!" Only a sharp voice shouted: "There are also those guys on the broomsticks before, don't let them run away..."

"... By the way, there is still that box, take it back, but don't touch it!"

Matthew only felt that he was picked up by a strong man~IndoMTL.com~The surroundings suddenly became dark.

He felt a strong squeeze from all directions, his chest seemed to be tightly strangled by a few iron hoops, and he couldn't breathe at all...

It was exactly the same feeling as when he picked up the letter from Hogwarts.

……

In a small dark cell, six wizards who had their wands taken away were imprisoned here.

"Mr. Scrimgeour..." Mr. Shafik was crying loudly, very embarrassed: "Please, help me talk... It's just the first time I do this, and I don't know what's in it What... I also have a daughter, she just reached the age to go to Hogwarts this year..."

"If you have anything to say, let's wait until the Wizengamot!" The Auror who was begged by him said coldly.

……

Not far from the cell, there is a small warm bedroom.

When Matthew Wakefield opened his eyes, he found himself lying on the bed.

"It's the first time I apparated, I might not be used to it." A gentle voice sounded from the bedside.

"Minister..." Matthew said softly.

There is no doubt that the middle-aged woman waiting for his newcomer by the bed is none other than the Minister for Magic, Ms Millicent Barnold.

"Mr. Wakefield, you are really brave!" Minister Barnold praised sincerely.