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"It was Victor, sir... Victor told us... to check your data..."

The tall and thin wizard collapsed to the ground like a dead fish that had lost its strength, his voice intermittent and full of fear.

"I... I didn't mean it, sir! It really wasn't... The Wizard Statistical Association... It was them, they asked me to come!"

He begged incoherently, his eyes wandering around, as if hoping to find some non-existent salvation.

"Victor, she said... she said it was Umbridge's intention! Yes! They are the mastermind, I'm just an errand boy!"

Hearing this unexpected name, Deveraux's mind banged.

He had learned before that someone wanted to split Hogwarts, but this... didn't expect it to be so direct.

This is another clue to find the traces of the Priory within the Ministry of Magic.

And the wizard panted, his voice became more and more rapid, as if he wanted to pour out all the information in his mind in exchange for a glimmer of life.

"You don't know, they have a deal behind the scenes... Victor, he often gets benefits from Umbridge... and Karkaroff! He, he secretly gave the association a lot of money in order to cover up... cover up the students in his school... "

The wizard's voice suddenly paused, as if he realized that he had said too much, his pupils suddenly contracted, and fear flooded him like a tide.

He struggled to raise his head and looked at Deveraux with pleading eyes, like a beast trapped in a hunter's trap, dying but unwilling to die.

"Sir... what I said is true... Please let me go... I won't say anything anymore, I swear..."

He began to sob, tears mixed with sweat slid down together, and he was in a mess.

Deveraux no longer thought about Umbridge's question, raised his eyebrows slightly, and stared coldly at the wizard on the ground, without a trace of pity in his eyes.

He slowly bent down and looked down at the other party, his tone was understated, but with a chilling coldness.

"You said it very well, very well."

He patted the wizard's face gently, as if praising an obedient dog.

"However, you are still missing one thing - when you go back, you must be more determined to point out that there is a problem with our data. Do you understand? Very firmly."

The wizard was stunned, as if he did not understand what Deveraux meant.

However, the next second, his doubts were completely interrupted.

Deveraux raised his wand and gently tapped his forehead.

The wizard's eyes instantly became empty, like a puppet whose program was cleared.

His body stiffened for a moment, then fell to the ground weakly, completely losing consciousness.

Deveraux slowly stood up, stretched, and then cast his eyes to a corner of the room.

There, an official in the uniform of the Ministry of Magic was tied tightly to a chair with ropes, his face full of horror.

His forehead was covered with cold sweat, and his eyes wandered around in panic. Obviously, he had not recovered from the previous raid.

This official was the one who eavesdropped at the door of the Leaky Cauldron before. I didn't expect that he was still in the Leaky Cauldron.

After Deveraux found him, he used the Transfiguration Spell to drag him into the room.

Deveraux's footsteps echoed in the silent room. He approached the official step by step, his eyes were as sharp as a knife, but there was a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"Hehe,"

Deveraux lowered his head and stared at the official's eyes, with a hint of mockery in his tone.

"Shouldn't you go to maintain order at the scene? Why, are you addicted to eavesdropping? Hehe, did you see enough just now?"

The official's lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to explain something, but under Deveraux's cold gaze, all the words were stuck in his throat.

Deveraux gently patted the official's shoulder, as if he was comforting an out-of-control child, but his voice was chillingly low.

"Don't worry, I'll come back to have a good 'chat' with you after the exhibition. We'll have plenty of time then."

After saying that, he turned and walked towards the door, and without hesitation, he picked up the tall and thin wizard who was cast under the coma spell.

Deverot looked back at the officials in the room, his eyes revealing an overwhelming control.

"Be good and don't think about doing anything. Otherwise..."

He paused deliberately, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"You won't like the consequences."

Before he finished speaking, Deverot pushed the door open with the tall and thin wizard, leaving the shivering Ministry of Magic officials in the room and a suffocating silence.

The room was quiet, with only faint breathing sounds echoing in the air.

The Ministry of Magic official tied to the chair finally breathed a sigh of relief after Deverot left.

His forehead was covered with cold sweat, and his heart was beating wildly, as if he had just crawled out of hell.

However, just when he relaxed a little, his breathing suddenly stagnated, and the whole person seemed to be strangled by an invisible force.

His pupils suddenly contracted, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably, and then a strange change quietly unfolded.

His fingers began to shorten rapidly, becoming slender and sharp, and his nails gradually degenerated, replaced by gray-brown feathers.

His arms bent in a creepy way, and his bones creaked, turning into a pair of solid wings.

At the same time, the facial structure also changed dramatically, the bridge of the nose collapsed, the mouth became pointed, and finally formed a sharp bird beak.

The whole process took only a few seconds. His figure shrank rapidly, his uniform slid to the ground, and the rope loosened due to the change of the tied object.

His legs turned into slender bird claws, and the floor under his feet made a slight sound.

His back was slightly raised, and feathers covered his whole body neatly. Finally, his head suddenly lifted up, and a pair of bright yellow eyes flashed with wisdom.

He turned into an owl? !

And if Devero saw it, he would probably shout "Vega"!

The owl that the official turned into at this time looked exactly like Vega who attacked Devero before.

The owl got out from the gap in the uniform, gently flapped its wings, and tried to fly up.

It picked up a watch in the uniform, and a bloody wolf was etched on the dial.

The owl landed on the windowsill, with an anxious and vigilant look in its eyes.

It lowered its head and whispered to the watch, the voice was actually a human tone:

"That... Alexander, he is too scary, and he also mastered the magic of desire. I was controlled by him before, and now I have to rely on irreversible conversion to get rid of him. He... is too strong. I... I suggest giving up the action!"

The dial of the watch glowed slightly, and a low voice came from it. It was Blackwood, the receptionist of the Extraordinary Pharmacist Association.

"Mohammed, what do you think? Do we need to use the backup plan? After all, the target has been replaced now, and we don't know who replaced it yet."

After a moment of silence, a third voice came from the watch, low and with cold murderous intent:

"No matter what wizard, as long as he appears in my hands, he will die. Replacement? Just kill them all."

Although confident, he did not reject the possibility of using the backup plan.

The owl shook his head quickly, with obvious fear in his voice.

"No, no, no, you didn't see it. He...his methods. He also mastered alchemy, and it was extremely terrifying. He is not an ordinary wizard, far from it!"

The owl's feathers trembled slightly, as if recalling some horrible scene, and there was an undisguised fear in its eyes.

Bang!

At this moment, a sound suddenly appeared, and the owl turned its head sharply to look.

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