Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

It was completely possible to guess, the cunning and shrewd people sold this information to the German Ministry of Magic by the way, earning another gold coin.

Of course, the German Ministry of Magic would not take it too seriously, sending one or two Aurors to check at most.

This happens from time to time. Even if the address is exhausted to hide, there are many people from home and abroad who come to go out of risk. In addition, even with the Muggle expulsion curse, there are always Muggle fishermen who missed the net. Into.

After all, the sea is wide and endless, it is difficult to cast spells, and the effect is not guaranteed.

Therefore, there are many patrolling ships near Newmontgard. In more cases, they are used to drive away. Unless they are really bad-hearted people, they will be dealt with seriously.

A lonely ship approached not far away, and it didn't seem like the result of taking it seriously.

The intelligence dealer didn't want to ignite himself.

At this time, the two jumped off the dilapidated boat and plunged into the sea. Furong quickly put tough transparent bubbles on their heads so that they could breathe temporarily underwater.

The bubble head spell, she used it in the second event of the Triwizard Tournament, and she seemed very skilled.

The sea is not cold, the winter sun shines on the surface of the sea, sparkling, and even a little warm, but the situation does not seem to be optimistic.

"What should I do now?" Furong sank underwater and asked nervously through the bubbles.

The sound waves passed through the sea, causing ripples, and Malfoy could barely guess what Fleur wanted to ask through his mouth.

He raised his head slightly, and through the blue-black water, he vaguely saw a huge black figure driving towards them on top of their heads.

This is naturally a patrol ship of the German Ministry of Magic.

"Of course it was a hijacking of the ship." Malfoy quickly gave his idea and replied with a lip, then swiftly swinging his legs and swiping his arms, but instead swam towards the dark shadow.

Furong can only follow closely behind.

This ship seems to be much more upscale. It is a ship specially used for patrols by the German Ministry of Magic. There are many sophisticated protection curses and improved shielding curses set on it. The hull is wrapped in a thick layer of iron, making it appear Strong and powerful, it fits the German style.

A wizard wore a standard black robe with a shiny medal on his chest. He constantly waved his wand at the stern of the boat, waving it against the water in front of him from time to time. It seemed that he was providing for the ship. power.

Use recoil to steer the boat.

"The boat doesn't drive like this." A voice suddenly attracted the wizard's attention. He immediately turned his head, and then a curse hit the back of his head, and the man fell to the ground and lay on the deck.

"Lucas? Why isn't the ship moving?" a wizard standing on the rudder in front asked aloud, and soon he was also subdued.

A disarming curse hit his wrist with great precision, and the wand was thrown high, and then it slammed on his head.

Malfoy grabbed the boat with his hands, kicked his feet, and got on the boat. Then he stretched out his hand and pulled up the Fleur which was still soaking in the sea.

"This is the first time I have attacked a civil servant." Furong said nervously. Even if she was arrogant and rebellious, she had a limit in her student life. The span was too large for her to adapt.

It crosses the law directly.

The two of them were already standing on the central board of the sailboat. The two Aurors from the German Ministry of Magic were tied up with ropes and thrown aside. Their mouths were sealed with a seal, and their wands were also tied to the top of the mast, out of reach. .

Looking at the way the Auror navigated the boat, Malfoy was really bitter, perhaps just like Muggles couldn't accept supernatural magic, so the wizard didn't know much about Muggle inventions.

They didn't even raise the sails, and they all relied on spells like "wind curses" to drive the ships.

At this time Malfoy began to count the spoils. First of all, the uniform must be taken off. The two of them should simply mix in and pretend to be an Auror.

"The advantage of rigor." Malfoy raised the green leather notebook in his hand, which he found from a crew member.

It’s a bit like a diary, but it’s not. It should be a calendar.

"Take over at 8 o'clock in the morning and patrol the waters near the prison."

"Handover at 12 noon, rest for an hour, and end maritime patrols."

"I received a report today that an outsider tried to enter Newmontgard. The sea area is probably southwest of the island and needs to be dealt with."

The Auror recorded everything he had to do today in this notebook.

"They wrote all these things in the notebook?" Furong widened her eyes in disbelief.

"Maybe for fear of making a mistake." Malfoy shrugged.

"At least this is a good thing for us now," he continued, then handed Furong a transparent glass bottle filled with liquid.

"You know how to do it."

"Of course." Furong took the bottle reluctantly.

"What's your name? Lucas? I seem to be Jim?" Fleur mumbled, looking at the Auror IDs of the two.

Malfoy walked before turning the rudder and started to adjust the direction, while Fleur raised the mast and used the wind to provide power to drive in the original direction.

The schedule also revealed the direction by the way.

Otherwise, the two German Aurors might have suffered more, even if they didn't use Imperius Curse to ask for information, but some hypnotic curses were not difficult.

The turbulent waves beat the dark rough stone walls and the black-lacquered reefs mercilessly. The towering tower in the center of the island is daunting. Sometimes a few seagulls fly by in a flash from the tower. This is the only one nearby. vitality.

Newmondgard, like Azkaban, stood on an isolated island surrounded by the sea.

The anti-phantom shifting magic is applied here, and the only way to go is through the ship.

Of course, if someone can master the magic of flying, they may also be able to break through the blockade.

Perhaps the towering black tower attracted too much attention. Few people noticed the situation at the foot of the tower. Most wizards in the nearby sea just watched the prison from a distance, not daring to approach it for fear of being found. An excuse was locked in.

The nature of normal people is to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.

Except for the personnel of the German Ministry of Magic, few people are willing to visit this place.

And if outsiders really come here, they will find that there are not only high towers here, but also Muggle-like military fortifications built under the towers. The tall walls surround the high towers of Newmontgard, showing the style. A rigid, rigorous and square style, the dark painted walls make people feel a trace of coolness and chill at a glance.