Chapter 466
When the Sun Sets
Chapter 466 When the Sun Sets
As soon as Wade finished speaking, Khalil instantly recalled the scene of their previous meeting.
There was no doubt that the person who was talking to him was Wade. That kind of feeling could not be faked by a soulless thing like a puppet.
So when did the person change?
He recalled the moment when Vader walked out of the shadows... the time he walked in a trance... and the few seconds when he turned his back to Vader outside the cabin...
Looking back, it seemed as if every moment was an opportunity for exchange, but Khalil no longer wanted to participate in this guessing game.
He stood there, not even paying attention to Baird's angry and questioning look. He just felt like he was falling into a bottomless abyss, and his hands and feet became cold and stiff.
In the moment when Kalil was stunned, Gal, who was standing next to him, saw the smile of the puppet and suddenly he was startled, pushed Kalil aside and rushed out the door.
The other vampires also had no interest in the conversation in the room. They also dispersed and turned around to rush towards the windows and doors.
But the door that Gal had just knocked open suddenly closed with a "bang", a red light flashed, and then the vampire who hit it from behind was bounced back as if he had hit a steel plate.
The same went for the vampires who tried to escape through the window. They sat on the ground, staring at the door that was sealed by magic, their expressions filled with despair and cruelty.
"Wizard! It must be a wizard!"
"Are we surrounded?"
"Baird, what other plans do you have? Use whatever means you have!"
"Run from the rooftop!"
The vampires instantly scattered to look for other ways out. Some wanted to break down the walls, some insisted on hitting the doors and windows, and others rushed up the stairs, trying to leave through the attic.
Of course, there were also vampires who rushed towards the puppet Vader and tried to take a hostage or something, but when the knife was pointed at the puppet, it smiled and stabbed it into its heart without any care.
There was a knife stuck in the place where the heart should be, and the puppet said in a casual tone:
"Seriously? What's the difference between you trying to threaten your master by breaking his broom? I'm a puppet, you idiot. I may be killed, but I'm of no value as a hostage."
The bearded vampire stepped back in horror, then finally realized that his efforts were in vain. He ignored the "broom" and turned to join the group running upstairs.
The puppet turned its gaze to Baird, looked at him for a few seconds, and once again showed that seemingly polite but creepy smile.
"It seems that you have no more means... To be honest, you have been lurking in Hogsmeade for several months and have gathered so many vampires. Dumbledore has always been worried that you are trying to do something big -"
Seeing that Baird seemed a little confused, the puppet added: "For example, he attacked the school, kidnapped students and secretly transformed them, and joined forces with the Muggle army to focus on the school. So he has been watching you for a long time."
Baird was shocked.
This puppet that looks no different from a real person is already scary enough, and the fact that "Dumbledore has been watching them" is enough to make one's scalp tingle just thinking about it.
"So it was just a kidnapping... I have to say, you do have good vision, but you still underestimated your opponent."
While the puppet was speaking, the people who had rushed to the attic came running down again, bypassed the puppet and Baird, and joined the team that was banging on doors and windows.
Khalil was originally standing by the door, but the other vampires thought he was in the way and hated him for not noticing the change of person, so they grabbed him and threw him out.
Khalil hit the storage rack hard, fell to the ground with a thud, and didn't get up for a long time.
Baird was unwilling to accept the result: "Dumbledore is guarding outside? But the news I got is that he is going to meet with the headmaster of Beauxbatons today! An appointment of this level cannot be cancelled easily!"
"Oh, actually, Dumbledore can cancel. Of course, that would be disrespectful, so he's not here at the moment... How many minutes will it take for him to be back?"
The puppet said, looking down at the time. When he looked up again, he found that Baird had drawn his wand, pointed at the wooden door and shouted, "Shatter into pieces! Shatter into pieces!"
The light of magic flashed through the wooden door, but it did not explode as expected.
Because at this time, there were multiple wizard elites casting spells outside the door. Although Baird also mastered some magic, his level was far from comparable to that of wizards who had received orthodox magic education.
However, with the combined efforts of everyone and Baird's spell attack, several cracks finally appeared on the wooden door.
Many vampires showed their delight and shouted loudly: "One more time, three, two, one!"
"boom!"
The entire wooden house was shaking, as if it was about to be uprooted from the ground by this group of people.
"Break into pieces! Break into pieces!" Baird waved his wand, making a whirring sound.
The puppet said with a smile: "It's amazing, it creates such a passionate scene, as if we are the villains in the movie."
"We?" Khalil, the only one who did not participate in the door ramming, got up from the ground, wiped the blood from his forehead, turned to look at the puppet and asked, "Who are you talking to?"
The puppet smiled and said, "I told you before that hearing a heartbeat doesn't mean I'm alive. Then you should also think that even if you don't smell the smell or hear the sound——"
A figure that looked exactly the same slowly emerged from behind the puppet, holding a magic wand. His grey eyes were dull and there was no mechanical smile on his face. He looked down at them, with a hint of pity in his indifference, like a god from a foreign land.
"——It doesn't mean there are no wizards around." The puppet said slowly.
Khalil looked at Wade who suddenly appeared in astonishment, as if his eyes suddenly had double images, and his heart was instantly filled with confusion and surprise.
Was Vader really here? Why did he suddenly show up? Did he think he could survive dozens of vampires?
Khalil was about to loudly warn the vampires who were shouting slogans and banging on the door for the last time, when his eyes, which were extremely sensitive to light, suddenly saw a white light on Vader's wand that was becoming brighter and brighter.
The puppet also took two light steps and quickly stood behind the real Wade, as if to avoid blocking him.
In a flash, time seemed to be stretched dozens of times longer. Khalil suddenly remembered what a vampire senior had said to him one afternoon after training.
"Khalil, we are stronger, faster, and more fierce than wizards, but never underestimate those skinny guys with wands."
"Wizards have mastered a spell specifically used to deal with vampires - the Sunlight Spell. It is said to be as hot and terrifying as the sun. Even if a child with insufficient magic power uses it, it can cause great damage."
"So we vampires are not taken seriously in the organization. We can only do miscellaneous work like eavesdropping on intelligence, because the people above know very well that if we really come into contact with the enemy, we will be like floating ice that will break into pieces at the first touch."
"Magic is your only real reliance, Khalil. Since you are lucky enough to have magical abilities, you should study them well! Sigh... I really don't know what the people above were thinking, to actually let you become..."
He didn't finish what he was saying. He just looked at Khalil with regret and sighed.
At that time, Khalil didn't understand why the vampire sighed. He just felt that he could run very fast, jump very high, and it was very cool to be a bat. In addition to the food always not being to his taste, he didn't think there was anything wrong with being a vampire.
As for the so-called "Sunlight Curse", Khalil asked someone about it and found out that it was a rumor similar to an urban legend. No one had ever really encountered it, so he gradually stopped taking it seriously.
But at this moment, for some reason, he suddenly remembered that sentence, the spell that was "as terrifying as the sun."
Khalil's whole body trembled as if he had been electrocuted. He had never reacted so quickly as he did at that moment.
He instantly forgot to make any sound and his previous thoughts. He jumped up and rolled behind the sofa, then pulled off a dirty piece of curtain and wrapped it around himself.
Almost as soon as he landed, his ears caught a not-so-loud sound—
"Achaias-Tomio!"
A spot of white light quickly expanded, first engulfing Wade and the puppet, then bursting out, engulfing the entire room, and even shining straight outside through the gaps between the windows and walls. More and more beams of light appeared, making this remote house shine brightly in an instant!
……
"Wow...it's like there's a sun hidden in the house! I want to learn it too!"
In the grove outside the cabin, Tonks couldn't help but shield her eyes with her hands and spoke in admiration, and by the way, she turned her hair and eyes the same pure white.
"But this is a forbidden spell." A brown-haired witch said uneasily: "Isn't it against the rules for that child to use this spell?"
Tonks curled her lips, "It's okay... guess who taught him this spell?"
"Hestjia, facing dozens of vampire enemies, it is allowed to use any spell to protect yourself." Kingsley concluded: "I will submit a report to prove the rationality and appropriateness of Vid Grey's use of this spell."
"Reasonable?" Moody said unhappily. "A group of Aurors and members of the Order of the Phoenix hid in the woods and let a child go deep into danger. This is the biggest unreasonable thing - what on earth is Dumbledore thinking?"
"Uh... maybe they don't want the vampires to be alerted and escape in advance?" Arthur Weasley guessed.
Tonks snapped her fingers and said, "Wrong, he wants to discover the true conspiracy of the vampires."
"Anyway, that guy did a great job, the Daylight Charm was used beautifully!"
Another wizard said happily: "If it were us, we wouldn't be able to use forbidden spells openly. Those officials in the Ministry of Magic and the guys who make the laws are all shit!"
"That's right, it's all bullshit!" Tonks agreed and nodded vigorously.
"Shit!" Moody nodded, tapped his cane, and said loudly.
Kingsley, who could barely be considered a member of the bureaucracy: "..."
Arthur Weasley, who also helped write some of the laws: "…"
"Let's go." Kingsley coughed dryly, walked out of the woods, and said, "It's almost time for us to finish this powerful sunlight spell."
……
Khalil could not understand the relaxed and happy mood of the human wizard. He curled up under the curtains, still feeling an unspeakable terror.
He tightly closed his eyes, but the suffocating sea of light still penetrated the gaps in the fabric, seeming to burn his retinas into ash. All his skin could feel the intense, burning pain, as if his entire body was about to melt in the light.
Khalil didn't know if the other vampires also screamed, but he felt that he almost tore his throat apart when he shouted, and then he felt that the horrible heat wave finally subsided.
After a long while, Khalil finally opened the curtains and slowly got up.
At this moment, his pale skin was already swollen and red from the burns, his blue eyes were red and tears were streaming down his face, and there were even a few disgusting yellow blisters on the back of his hands, which were extremely painful to touch.
Khalil breathed rapidly and looked around.
The vampires covered their eyes, rolled on the ground and screamed. The number of people seemed to have decreased by half, but he didn't know who they were - because everything he saw at this moment was blurry and blood-red.
Khalil raised his head and looked at Vader.
He stood with the puppet, on the platform at the corner of the stairs, and his expression could not be seen clearly.
The distance of several meters seemed as if a chasm had been created between the two sides.
The vampire boy with a blank face stood there blankly. The cracked wooden door across the street suddenly burst open, and real sunlight poured in gently, followed by a group of tall figures.
"Good morning, tusk beasts." The leading dark-skinned wizard said, "You are under arrest."
The severely injured vampire was roughly pulled up from the ground by the Auror, shackled, and dragged out the door, screaming in the process.
A witch walked up to Caryl and said, "Mr. Caryl Johnson, your behavior has violated at least seven laws. I regret to inform you that you have been expelled from Hogwarts and I need to destroy your wand."
Khalil acted as if he hadn't heard anything and didn't move.
"Mr. Johnson, please hand over your wand!" the witch said sternly with a heavier tone. Several Aurors who were cleaning up the situation looked over here.
"He can't give up his wand, ma'am," Vader said. "His wand was stolen by the vampire who escaped earlier."
When Khalil heard Wade's voice, he suddenly seemed to be awakened and reached into his pocket.
——The wand that was hidden in my pocket when I entered the door was actually missing.
At the same time, Vader and Kingsley looked at each other, and the witch also looked at Kingsley.
When they were in the woods, they all saw a vampire carrying a blond man and running into the forest from another direction, but at Kingsley's signal, no one tried to stop them.
Kingsley looked at the witch and nodded slightly.
"Oh, okay... then the destruction of the wand will be postponed for now." The witch said seriously: "But Mr. Johnson, due to your previous behavior, you need to go to the Ministry of Magic for trial at nine o'clock in the morning two days later. Before the trial, you will be detained in the Auror Office. Do you have any questions?"
"I..." Khalil slowly raised his head and said in a hoarse voice: "I want to apologize to Wade, I want to meet Dumbledore... and if I am expelled from school, can I... can I go back and take my things?"
This was certainly against the rules, but perhaps because Khalil was young and had been deceived and exploited, or perhaps because he looked too pitiful, the witch's expression relaxed a little.
“Please.” Khalil shed tears and whispered, “My real parents were killed by those vampires, leaving only a souvenir, and I… I don’t have any other relatives, no one can do this for me… Please…”
(End of this chapter)