Mastering Lightning from Hogwarts

Watching the Thunderbird, who looked utterly resigned to his fate, Anduin knew his heart was dead, or rather, had died long ago when he accepted the control of the Elixir of Life.

Therefore, he looked at him with a hint of pity, "If I have the chance, I won't let your leader off, so you can take it as I've agreed to your request."

"Good, that guy has ruined me, ruined our dignity, and even turned the club we worked so hard to build into a breeding ground for filth. I want him to taste what it's like to lose everything too." The Thunderbird's expression became incredibly ferocious, like a hellhound returned from the abyss.

"To get rid of that guy, I need to find and lock onto him. Tell me everything you know about that 'Runesnake'." Anduin looked at the Thunderbird with a cold expression.

"No problem, as long as you can get rid of him, I'm willing to offer everything I have, including my treasures, my knowledge, and my spells!"

The Thunderbird's spirit had been stripped of its self-respect and dreams after taking the Elixir of Life, reduced to that of a true madman.

Usually, the reason he faced everyone around him with an arrogant and disdainful attitude was to vent his frustration with this 'nothing to lose' mentality. Deep down, there might have been a death wish at work, but he didn't have the courage to face death calmly.

Or rather, that courage had been taken away by the 'Runesnake'.

He hoped someone could end his pain, but he was also terrified of giving up his current immortality and power.

Ultimately, this gave rise to such a conflicted person.

That's right, in Anduin's eyes, the Thunderbird was an incredibly conflicted person. His heart was filled with too much resentment, which had twisted him into a true mad dog.

It wasn't until he was defeated by Anduin and forced to truly face death that he could calmly face his true self, and the courage to face death gradually emerged from the bottom of his heart.

Facing Anduin, who had brought this about, the Thunderbird's heart was probably equally conflicted, both hating Anduin for taking away his hope of life and thanking Anduin for allowing him to regain his long-lost courage and dignity.

However, at this time, the Thunderbird had concentrated all the malice in his heart on the 'Runesnake' who had controlled and tormented him for most of his life.

Then, the Thunderbird explained everything he knew to Anduin, including everything about the 'Runesnake' and everything within the club.

This included all the personal information he knew about the Silver Spears, as well as most of the black market addresses, passwords, and contact methods that the club controlled.

As well as the interpersonal relationships within the club, and even a lot of information about the 'Silver Spears' within the headquarters, he revealed everything to Anduin in detail.

So, the Thunderbird was indeed a very pure madman, and his 'nothing to lose' personality was fully reflected in his betrayal of his own people.

This even made Anduin, who suddenly received so much information, a little shocked. This was too thorough of a betrayal.

Moreover, because the Thunderbird was one of the founders of the Silver Spears, the contract he bore was not as strict as that of ordinary members. Except for not being able to directly reveal the real identities of those spears and leaders, and the core secrets of the club, he could basically say everything else.

Capturing a Thunderbird was even more valuable than ten Acelias. He was now a little sad for the leader of the Silver Spears. Just how unpopular was he to make his top general hate him so much.

After spending an entire night, Anduin had recorded dozens of parchments, but he still hadn't finished recording all the information the Thunderbird knew.

"I can only tell you that the club's headquarters is in Germany, where most of the information and materials are stored, directly managed by 'Gold Flyer'. The leader doesn't actually stay at the headquarters. That coward has become accustomed to hiding himself in the dark and suspecting everyone. Therefore, he doesn't completely trust even the club's headquarters."

"Usually, except for periodically adding the Elixir of Life and collecting magical creatures to the headquarters, he disappears most of the time. The young Thunderbird you're worried about is indeed still alive. They need to raise it to adulthood before extracting its life force. According to the Thunderbird's condition, it will take at least one or two years."

"At the same time, the place where that Thunderbird is stored may not be in the headquarters. There are other magical creature warehouses in the club. The specific address is..." The Thunderbird systematically betrayed his own organization. The tendency of destruction in his heart made him want to bring down the entire Silver Spears.

This guy is really too dangerous, both as an opponent and as a partner, Anduin thought to himself.

"Finally, can you give me a wand? There are some things I can't tell you verbally." The Thunderbird calmly opened his only remaining left hand to Anduin.

Seeing this, Anduin pondered for a moment, and then returned the wand belonging to the Thunderbird to him. He wasn't afraid of him when the Thunderbird was at his peak, so there was no reason to worry about it now. Moreover, he had made enough preparations around the camp, even if the Thunderbird wanted to run, there was no way.

"What courage!"

After the Thunderbird took the wand, he nodded appreciatively. This young man might really be able to destroy that person.

Then he turned his gaze to his wand, "Old friend, we've been together day and night for so many years, it's time to say goodbye."

After sighing, the Thunderbird placed the wand against his temple, then extracted a trace of his memory and signaled Anduin to store it.

"This memory marks an address. There are all my treasures there, including my magical notebooks, which even contain the learning method for blue fiend fire. Now I'll give them all to you."

The Thunderbird paused, then opened his mouth and said, "Although it's not appropriate to say this, it contains the essence of my research over the years. I hope you can inherit it for me and not let them disappear in the darkness."

"I never have prejudice against knowledge. I can clearly guarantee this to you." Anduin nodded solemnly.

"That's good." The Thunderbird nodded with relief. "In addition, in my collection, there is a badge with the symbol of the Deathly Hallows. Show that badge to the Saints outside Nurmengard, and you will be able to see Gellert Grindelwald. Although you can't stop them if you force your way in, this can save you some unnecessary trouble after all."

"If, I mean if, you have the opportunity to go to Austria, can you take a look at Gellert for me? Just simply bring him a message, just say 'Gerald will never forgive him, but does not regret fighting alongside him'!" After the Thunderbird finished speaking, he handed the wand back with melancholy.

"I can promise you this. I also want to get to know this famous legendary wizard." Anduin nodded readily.

This Thunderbird really showed the words 'entanglement' and 'contradiction' to the fullest. He didn't understand Grindelwald betraying their ideals, but he also missed the time he spent with him day and night. This can't be described with simple tsundere.

"Thank you, Anduin." After receiving the other party's promise, the Thunderbird seemed to have finished a task, and then looked at Anduin with some curiosity, "Can I know how you plan to deal with the Silver Spears and the 'Runesnake'?"

"Heh, actually, I noticed it a long time ago." As Anduin spoke, he picked up the faceless mask belonging to the Thunderbird, and then slowly put it on his face. "Isn't your 'Thunderbird' code name very suitable for me?"

"Uh... you? Could it be?"

The Thunderbird widened his eyes in surprise, obviously realizing Anduin's thoughts, and then laughed loudly, "Hehe, hahaha, I'm really looking forward to the expressions of those Silver Spears when they meet you."

And Anduin next to him, after putting on the mask, his face had already changed into the appearance of the 'Thunderbird', and at the same time, a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

...

After finishing the interrogation of the Thunderbird, Anduin returned to the hotel and arranged for Hog to guard the Thunderbird in the camp.

He can't die yet, at least not before completing the bloodline transfiguration.

Each Silver Spear's mask has a bloodline binding. If Anduin wants to disguise himself as the Thunderbird, he has to transform the Thunderbird's mask through bloodline transfiguration, making it like Iseron's mask.

And this will take at least a week.

As for the next step, Anduin will deal with this Sphinx in Egypt.

After learning from the Thunderbird, this Sphinx is one of the few alchemists in the Silver Spears. The masks of their organization were made by this Silver Spear, and he also participated in the construction of the 'Mentos' magic circle at the headquarters, and he also has to help train special forces such as the 'infiltration team'.

It can be said that this Sphinx is a model worker in the Silver Spears. The work he does and the contributions he makes are quite high.

The main reason why he has to be responsible for so much work is that he has not yet drunk the Elixir of Life.

Most of the other spears in the club have used the Elixir of Life, or have not drunk it but have pretended to have drunk it.

Therefore, these people will all enter into a life of anonymity, and they usually can't even be contacted.

Only the Sphinx is the spear in the club that everyone is sure has not used the Elixir of Life.

So, who else can he use if not him.

And Anduin also learned about the relationship between the Sphinx and the tavern owner Martin from the Thunderbird.

It turned out that Martin was also a Saint before, and he used to be a good friend with the Sphinx, but he was not the same as the Sphinx, a blindly loyal conservative. This Martin directly withdrew from the Saint Society.

Or it is not appropriate to describe it as withdrawal. The Saint Society itself was on the verge of disbanding in those years, and this Martin was just one of the Saints who had strayed outside.

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