Chapter 451 The Saints' Plan
The sudden change shocked Kiora a lot. He never expected that there was a third wizard hidden in the room!
But he soon realized that he was wrong, because suddenly behind him came the voice of a strange witch chanting a spell.
Not three people, but... four!
Kiora suddenly raised his wand and turned back, but he was already a step too slow, as if he had received a heavy hammer on his chest, and fell backwards.
boom!
Chi Ao's body directly smashed through a wooden door, fell heavily to the ground, and vomited a big mouthful of blood.
Lysa also ended up miserable, the violent movement caused her wound to rupture and bleed, and the bandage was immediately covered with bright red spots.
Lysa's face was contorted in pain, and she looked up furiously, then froze when she saw who her attacker was.
"you you……"
Lysa couldn't believe that the attacker was the boy who rescued her earlier, she stammered in English:
"You... why are you here?!"
"I'm not here, how can I witness a good show?" Rove pointed his wand at Lysa with a smile on his face.
Lysa endured the pain and said sharply, "What do you want to do? Attack the wizards of the Norwegian Ministry of Magic delegation?"
"Oh, I've always been a law-abiding person. How could I do such a thing that could cause a diplomatic crisis."
With a smile on his face, Luo Fu raised his five fingers and squeezed hard, and the iron cage that trapped the civet was instantly torn apart.
"It has nothing to do with me now, you can write to the lawyer of the French Ministry of Magic."
The civet came out of the cage. It shook its hair, glanced at the boy coldly, and then roared and rushed forward.
Lysa backed away crazily, but the civet had thrown her to the ground, opened and closed its mouth, and bit her head, roaring, tearing, and shaking vigorously.
The woman screamed and wailed loudly.
Kiora swallowed hard, clutching the pocket watch, intending to magically unlock the Portkey and send himself away.
In the nick of time, the sharp iron thorns from the broken cage shot towards him under Rove's control.
Kiora, who had no time to dodge, raised his hand to block it with his palm, tilted his head, and the iron rod penetrated the entire palm, drawing a bloodstain on his face.
"Voldemort will explode in front of me, can you escape?"
Rove sneered, walked towards Kiora, waved again, and the mechanical pocket watch flew into his hand.
Karin lifted the invisibility cloak and asked loudly, "Who are you?"
Kiora's face was ashen, but he was still very stubborn. He spat out a mouthful of blood on the ground, and said coldly:
"Even if you kill me, you still don't want to hear any information from me!"
"I said... I said... let it stop biting me... Ahh!" Lysa screamed, begging for help: "Quick... Tell it to shut up."
"Very good, I like obedient and well-behaved women the most." Rove smiled slightly and said in French:
"Heitan...is that your name, right? Don't bite her yet, I'm going to interrogate her."
The black cat understood Rove's words, immediately let go of Lysa, and backed away.
Lysa lay on the ground, weeping with her wounded arm, her clothes covered in blood, and she looked up at the boy, whimpering in terror.
"Don't...don't hurt me."
"Don't cry." Rove scolded impatiently, "Heitan didn't hurt you...too badly."
The civet raised its head and meowed in agreement.
When Rove couldn't help reaching out to touch it, it immediately pulled back, bared its sharp teeth, and roared silently at the boy.
"Little thing... you're quite shy." Luo Fu smiled and said, "I still have a grudge and I hit you in the morning?"
The civet meowed again, turned its head and jumped at Kiora, tugging at his injured leg desperately.
The man was bullied and screamed in pain.
Seeing that Lysa was still crying, Rove sneered and said, "You're deliberately delaying me here, right?"
"I... didn't... woohoo."
"It's okay, I have Veritaserum here." Rove took out a small bottle filled with clear liquid from his pocket, shook it, and said with a smile:
"Just three or four drops, and your deepest secrets will be revealed to me."
Karin looked at Rove strangely, would a decent person carry a potion like Veritaserum with him? !
He really isn't as innocent as he looks!
Just when Rove was about to give Lysa Veritaserum, her appearance suddenly changed. The wrinkles on her face disappeared, her skin became smoother, and her long black hair turned pale yellow.
"Poison Potion?"
Rove narrowed his eyes, no wonder Heitan chose to bite her.
The boy stepped forward, pinched Lysa's chin, forcing her to open her mouth wide, and he dripped the liquid into it.
After Lysa took the veritaserum, her gaze was blank and her cheeks were slack. The boy squatted in front of her and looked at her.
"Can you hear me?"
Lysa nodded and said dumbly, "I can hear you."
"Aren't you Ms. Eleanor?" Rove asked again.
"No, Eleanor is an official of the Norwegian Ministry of Magic, and I attacked her...pretending to be her with Polyjuice Potion."
"Introduce yourself."
"My name is Lysa Michel, I'm thirty years old, I'm from Germany...I'm a saint."
Karin's face suddenly changed when she heard the word "saint".
Rove glanced at the girl and continued to ask, "What is a saint?"
"Believe in Death... Chasing the Deathly Hallows..."
Lysa lifted the robe, she wasn't wearing any underwear inside, and when she pulled it up, she revealed two pale but bulging, pink and tender...
chest.
What Lysa wanted to show off was the tattoo on her chest:
It was a triangle with a vertical line and a circle inside.
After Rove got closer, he squinted his eyes and observed carefully. Lysa seemed to be a symbol carved when she was very young. Due to over-development these years, the triangle is a little...distorted.
Rove had seen this kind of situation in his previous life. His roommate had a tattoo on his arm, which looked like a crayfish, but after careful inquiry, he found out that it was actually a scorpion before he got fat.
"You saints...what is your purpose?"
"Sabotage the convening of the International Federation of Wizards this time." Lysa whispered.
Rove frowned and said, "How are you going to destroy it?"
"Inject poison into the body of the floating dragon, causing its death, causing the entire ship to fall, and causing air crashes for representatives of various countries."
"..."
"When will the plan be implemented?" Karin asked hurriedly.
"It was supposed to be carried out when it was over Berlin, so that the whole ship crashed into the Reichstag." Lysa said dryly:
"But the civet cat discovered my anomaly, and the boss is going to execute the plan ahead of time."
"In advance?" Rove asked, "When will it be in advance?"
"Now!" Lysa replied:
"Some saints have already gone to kill the floating dragon. This ship is about to crash. We need to use the door key...to leave."
Rove and Karin looked at each other, and they both saw panic in each other's eyes.
This is a height of 10,000 meters, falling directly... What will happen, needless to say!
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