Homecoming from Hogwarts

Chapter 1103 Targeted Killing
"Devil, you are the devil!"

In the villa's living room, illuminated by the bright light of the crystal chandelier, a woman fell on a huge Zambian bloodwood sofa, screaming in despair.

The people lying at her feet were servants she had employed for many years.

And now, they and their beloved dogs were turned into corpses by the sudden intruder in front of them.

No blades, no pistols.

This ugly old woman with broad shoulders, hunchback and sharp teeth just shot out a few green lights with the eerie bone cane in her hand, and then they all fell down.

"God will definitely punish you, you devil!"

The woman collapsed on the sofa and wailed.

"Oh, God?"

The hunchback witch let out a hoarse laugh full of cruelty.

"God can't judge me, you ridiculous scum. If you want to save your humble and worthless life, just take out the valuables in the house!"

The woman lying on the sandalwood sofa slowly supported herself with her arms. She looked at the corpse on the ground in grief. When she turned to look at the hunchbacked woman, her gray-green eyes were full of anger.

"That's ridiculous. Do you, a devil from hell, need money? I have nothing to give you. Even if God can't judge you, the police will arrest you!"

"police?"

The hunchback witch seemed to find it very interesting. She parted her lips and her sharp teeth clenched and clicked.

"I mean your Muggle Aurors. Oh, the Aurors can't take care of themselves right now. Dumbledore and Braine are enough for them to handle!"

The hunchbacked woman opened her arms and squinted her eyes, like a prisoner who had just been released from prison and was enjoying the air of freedom.

"It's wonderful. This is all the blessing brought by the mysterious man. We no longer need to take risks to do those despicable and stupid things. Muggles have endless wealth!"

Aurors, Dumbledore and Blaine, You-Know-Who
The woman could not understand any of the words uttered by the hunchbacked witch. She could only express her hatred for this devil with a hateful look.

"Compared to the reptiles I've killed, you're pretty courageous."

The hunchback witch looked down, and the hideous lines on her cheeks made her perverted smile look even more cruel.

"But it's just as stupid as trying to resist after witnessing death."

Speaking softly, the hunchback witch slowly raised her arms, enjoying the gradually stiffening expression of the woman lying on the sofa.
"Heart-breaking and bone-cutting!"

The shrill laughter and heart-wrenching screams broke through the blockade of the house and scared away several crows circling on the roof.

The bright green light flashed again, and then there was a violent explosion that tore through the silence of the night.

The raging flames first appeared in the kitchen and in a blink of an eye engulfed the entire luxurious villa.

The Muggles on the other side of the quiet garden area heard the noise and quickly came out of their houses.

He was stunned by the house burning like a torch in the night. After a few seconds of being stunned, he came to his senses and rushed into his house in a hurry.

Twenty minutes later, fire trucks and police cars drove into this elegant forest area.

But the instigator of all this has already left here.

Upper Flagley, Yorkshire.

The moonlight rippled slightly, and the hunchbacked witch appeared on the outskirts of the town, at the foot of a hill with sparse birch trees.

The night breeze swayed the leaves in the forest, and a crooked house made of several wooden houses spliced ​​together vertically standing on the top of the mountain was looming behind the forest.

A heavy rain in the evening made the road up the mountain slippery. The hunchbacked witch climbed up the mountain while cursing.

There was a well-maintained area in front of the house where some unusual herbs were planted. The hunchbacked witch stood in front of the medicine garden and glanced nervously at it. Her gaze extended from the medicine garden to the door of the crooked wooden house.

There were no footprints on the ground, the traps and alarm magic were not triggered, the room was pitch black, and the "little cuties" she kept in the room did not move.

The witch breathed a sigh of relief and straightened her hunched back a little.

People like them usually get into too much trouble. To them, the Ministry of Magic is not the most dangerous thing. What is more frightening is the revenge that may come from the hatred they have caused.

Walking in front of the door, the hunchbacked witch pointed at her feet with her withered vine staff, and her muddy boots immediately dried up.
Then she knocked on the door with her cane, and the chain on the door knocker suddenly came alive and pulled itself out of the door knocker with a clanking sound like a snake.

Squeak!

The sound of the old door hinges turning was sharp and piercing, and an even more intense dark shadow rushed over, making the hunchback witch feel like spring breeze.

stab-
The hunchbacked witch walked into the house, and the gas lamp hanging from the rotten ceiling turned on automatically, providing her with dim lighting.

On the wooden table in the restaurant on the first floor was a plate filled with a bloody, dark green liver. No one knew what magical creature it was taken from, but it had been completely eaten by maggots. The witch glanced at it a few times as she passed by the table and smacked her lips with regret.

But then, she looked at her waist, the bulge under her linen robe, and with a satisfied smile, she stepped onto the stairs leading to the laboratory on the second floor.

"Hehe, my little cuties, you must be starving. Oh, don't be afraid, mommy is here to take care of you!"

The hunchback witch smiled creepily.

The gas lamp on the second floor lit up, and opposite the stairs was a huge fish tank engraved with magic patterns.

But there were no fish in the fish tank, but a few black clouds.

This dark cloud was like a thundercloud under a strong wind, gathering and dispersing, and its shape was indescribable, with only a few points of scarlet dazzling.

The hunchbacked witch trotted over to the glass fish tank and put her twisted smiling face close to the tank.

However, just two seconds later, the hunchback witch's smile turned hideous.

Something is wrong!
In the past, her "little cuties" would always scream "happily" when they saw her, but now, they curled up and hid in a corner of the fish tank, as if they were afraid of something!
There's someone else in the room!

The hunchback witch finally came to her senses. She turned her head and looked fiercely at the sofa on the other side of the room. After just one glance, she gnashed her teeth.
"Fry. And the Golden Viper!"

The hunchback witch's voice suddenly became sharp.

"Aren't you already dead?"

"Where did this rumor come from?"

An old, hoarse voice with a hint of laziness came from behind the twisted vortex mask.

Stab. Stab.
The gas lamp flickered as the hunchback witch's shrill screams pierced my ears.
"You broke the rules, Foley, you ruined your reputation, and I'll tell the wizards of the underworld, you!"

"Don't yell, Winrelly."

The Golden Viper slowly stood up.

“It’s not gentlemanly.”

"We don't have any deep hatred, do we, Golden Viper!"

Seeing the Golden Viper stand up, the hunchback witch's expression changed immediately.
"At most, they are just some minor conflicts, not worth mentioning at all. Now that the Dark Lord is back, there are plenty of opportunities to make money. There is no need for us to kill each other!"

"Have we had a conflict?"

Jin Viper stopped and tilted his head in thought. After a few breaths, he gave up thinking and shook his head slightly.

"Forget it. I won't kill you for those trivial matters."

Bang!
It turned out to be for revenge!

A flash of resentment flashed across the hunchback witch's eyes. She suddenly took two steps back, turned around, swung her cane, and hit the fish tank with great force.

Click!

After a thunderous explosion, horrible roars and howls suddenly rang out from the dilapidated old house.

Several black clouds kept in the fish tank suddenly expanded dozens of times and blew like a hurricane.

"Kill them for me!"

A hoarse scream rang out in the howling wind, and a few spots of scarlet light fluttering in the raging storm paused for a moment, and then, the riot broke out again!
The black cloud accelerated suddenly and enveloped the hunchback witch. It seemed as if a large amount of iron sand was mixed in the cloud, peeling off the hunchback witch's flesh and blood layer by layer. Under the gaze of Golden Viper and Fry, in just a dozen seconds, she turned into a grim skeleton!

(End of this chapter)