Chapter 467
: Named Rock
Chapter 467: Named Rock
Wade did not comment further on what punishment Khalil would receive.
Age is Khalil's greatest amulet.
Just as Dumbledore was willing to wait while he was in school, hoping that he would come to his senses and turn back; the Ministry of Magic will not easily throw him into Azkaban just because he is only thirteen years old.
For wizards, being expelled from school and having their wands broken are already very severe punishments.
Of course, it was not difficult to buy a second-hand wand, but this punishment also meant that the Ministry of Magic prohibited Khalil from using magic in the future and prohibited him from owning a wand. If anyone found out that he had bought a second-hand wand, he would be punished for it.
Just like Hagrid, with his wealth he could easily buy a hundred wands, but in the past he could only hide his wand in a ridiculous pink tattered umbrella.
Wade stopped paying attention to Khalil. He put away his wand and walked down the stairs. The busy wizards in the hall couldn't help but look up at him, and some even ran over to shake his hand and introduce themselves to him.
In a blink of an eye, Wade had several long and thin "pods" in his hands. These were equivalent to the "business cards" of the magic world, recording the wizard's name and the specific magic signal of the communication peas.
After that, as long as Wade puts the "pod" and his communication pea together for three seconds, the pea will record the information. In the future, he only needs to press the communication pea and read the other party's name to achieve the purpose of the call.
It took him more than ten minutes to finally leave the dimly lit wooden house and come out the door.
Next to a somewhat deserted vegetable patch, Kingsley was talking to one of his Aurors.
"…Lock him up and don't allow bail. We need to collect more evidence. We also need to find out the identities of these vampires and their lairs…"
When Kingsley saw Wade, he patted his subordinate on the back, told him to do his job, and then walked towards Wade.
"Hello, Vader." Kingsley's originally serious face showed a faint smile: "The sunlight spell is excellent."
"Thank you." Vader said, "The escaped vampire..."
"It is confirmed that he is Gal Troka who escaped from Azkaban."
Kingsley said, "And the man he took from the storeroom. Although his appearance has changed a lot compared to before, it is almost certain that it is another prisoner who escaped, Gilderoy Lockhart."
"I didn't expect that the two of them are still together now." Wade said seriously, "Then Peter Pettigrew is likely to be with them... or maintain some kind of contact."
Kingsley nodded. "The rat has disappeared without a trace since escaping prison. These two people are the only clues we can catch... But if Peter Pettigrew is cautious enough, he might abandon these two people and hide alone."
—No, Peter Pettigrew would go to Voldemort...if he were still alive.
This thought flashed through Wade's mind, and then he smiled and said, "If we confirm that they are useless, then we will still have time to capture them - as long as the tracking spell has not failed or been discovered."
"Don't worry, it's impossible to be discovered." Kingsley said, "Hestjia used a very obscure spell, Lockhart couldn't have known it. I asked several professors who taught him before, and they all said that Lockhart's pursuit of fame far exceeded learning magic. He only studied the part he liked most."
After Kingsley left, Wade pressed the communication pea in his left ear and whispered, "Delaine?"
After a moment, he heard a voice: "Ved Grey."
"25 Milltown. They want to take me there."
"understood."
"Thank you."
"You're welcome. Mr. Grindelwald is also very interested in these guys."
After the call ended, Wade took off the communication pea and turned to look at the puppet that was following him like a shadow.
The face that I see in the mirror every day now appears behind me as an independent individual, which always feels a little weird.
Wade said, "Change your appearance. Don't you notice that people look at you in a strange way?"
The puppet shrugged and said, "To me, the looks of the outside world mean nothing."
That being said, his appearance had changed slightly - he was a little shorter, his torso was a little thicker under his robes, his black hair turned brown, and his grey eyes turned dark blue.
After walking a few steps, the puppet looked like an ordinary school student, completely different from Wade.
The road to the village was still as deserted as when they came here, but without Kalil around, the Wade puppet no longer had to avoid anyone when talking.
"Lockhart and Gal Troka have finally shown up, and it's time for you, Peter Petillo, to be resurrected." Wade whispered, "As long as the three of you are together, no one will suspect that one of you is fake." The puppet, who was actually Peter No. 2, nodded and said, "I will find the right time to join them."
"Did you take the rat with you?" Wade asked.
Peter Two nodded, stuffed his hands into his pockets, actually straight into his stomach, and pulled out a gray mouse that was completely hairless and had a toe missing.
The mouse looked around cleverly, pressed its ears, and lay motionless in Peter No. 2's palm.
This mouse is naturally also Wade's alchemical work. It has a small body but great wisdom, and its intelligence is comparable to that of the real Peter Pedillo.
Peter Pettigrew is a well-known Animagus, but Peter No. 2 cannot actually turn into a mouse because the magical materials used by Vader on it are far beyond the size of a mouse.
Peter No. 2 can change his appearance and become taller and more powerful - it is nothing more than changing from a solid state to a hollow state. But at most he can be compressed to the size of a seven or eight-year-old child, and cannot become as small as a mouse that can be held in the palm of your hand.
So when it was necessary to transform into an Animagus, this mouse would be needed, and Peter No. 2 would hide or cast an invisibility spell.
"This method can only fool Lockhart and the other two guys. It can't deceive truly powerful wizards. You must use it with caution." Wade warned.
"Yes," said Peter Two.
"And..." Vader opened his palm, revealing two dark eyes. "These are the eyes I made for you recently. They can't change color, but they may be able to play a role at a critical moment."
Peter No. 2 took the two eyes, bent down, dug out his original eyes, and put the new ones in.
These eyes, like Moody's magic eyes, turned around in their sockets several times, each in a different direction. It took them a while to find their correct position and settle down.
Peter No. 2 looked up at Wade, his eyes seemed much dimmer, unlike before, when even though they were cold, they were still quite bright.
The bustling street is just ahead. Walking through this alley, you can see many students coming and going.
Vader stopped, looked at Peter No. 2, and said, "Go, I hope everything goes well for you."
Peter No. 2 did not leave immediately. He whispered, "Master, I have a request."
Wade was a little surprised, then said, "You tell me."
"I would like to ask you to give me a new name." The puppet said: "Peter Petillo is a despicable and cowardly person. I don't want to be called Peter No. 2 forever. Even if no one knows it, I want to have a real name of my own."
Wade was stunned for a moment, and suddenly asked: "Is this what you have always thought about, or is this a new idea?"
The puppet was a little confused as to why he asked that, but he still said frankly: "I have never liked Peter No. 2, but it was only when I was about to leave that I had the courage to make this request to you."
Vader looked at his eyes, which were made of non-living matter but revealed a bit of sincerity, and smiled: "Indeed... the name Peter No. 2 is a bit random. Let me think about it..."
His eyes swept across the puppet, looked at the mountains and forests in the distance, and then saw the gray-white rocks and the earth.
"...Locke, what do you think? It means rock, and also symbolizes tenacity and perseverance." Wade asked.
"Locke?" The puppet smiled on its ordinary-looking face: "I like it very much."
……
No. 25, Mofang Town, is actually an abandoned villa in the suburbs. Because the owner of the villa and his family all died more than ten years ago, but there were no wounds or fatal diseases found, the inside story of this death was spread in an incredible way.
Rumor has it that there are still unwilling ghosts wandering in the villa, so the residents of the town never go near it.
However, in recent days, some people have witnessed some strange figures nearby, suddenly appearing in the villa and then disappearing suddenly. Sometimes there are bats hovering around, and several ghost stories that have been spread by word of mouth have quietly appeared in the town.
The protagonists of the ghost story installed bombs inside and outside the building under the cover of night, arranged various heavy firepower weapons, and aimed them at the blazing fireplace. They had been waiting for a whole day.
"What happened to Baird?" Someone couldn't help asking, "Could the operation have failed?"
The leader looked at his watch and said, "Wait five more minutes. If they don't show up, we'll leave immediately!"
As soon as the voice fell, the door of the villa suddenly exploded, and several figures stood at the door. Before everyone could see each other's appearance clearly, those people shouted together:
"Achaias-Tomio!"
(End of this chapter)