However, to Ivan's expectations, Walker's mood did not improve, and he still looked sullen.

After struggling for a while, Walker suddenly said out loud.

"I'm sorry... Hals! ”

"What's wrong?" Ivan was a little strange and didn't quite understand why Walker said that.

Walker glanced at the black-robed wizard lying on the ground, scratched his hair, and said apologetically. "You've done so much for us werewolf wizards, and these guys are still playing wolf poison potions..."

Speaking of this, Walker felt a little guilty, as a member of the werewolves, he couldn't understand how these people could do such a thing, and he didn't want Ivan to misunderstand them werewolf wizards because of this.

"They are them... What does this have to do with you? Ivan said amusedly.

"But..."

Walker was eager to say something, but was interrupted by a wave from Ivan.

"There are good people and bad people in every group! Besides, many wizards in Tumbledown Alley have discriminatory against werewolves, is it because I also live in Tumbledown Alley, I have to apologize to you one by one on behalf of each of them? Ivan said.

Walker thought about it, and immediately scratched his hair and smiled embarrassedly,

Since his mother's death, he has lived directly with Furren and others, and has experienced how discriminated against werewolf wizards are in the wizarding world.

So there was a time when Walker was very hostile to all non-werewolf wizards.

Now it seems that, as Ivan said, there are good and bad people in any group, and it is not possible to generalize.

Seeing that Walker was no longer dead, Ivan was relieved, and he was not surprised by the werewolf wizards who would take revenge.

In fact, werewolf wizards like Fren, Walker, and Lupin, who don't steal or rob to support themselves by their hard work, are a minority in the werewolf community.

More werewolf wizards have to survive by stealing and killing due to their survival situation, and finally degenerate into evil dark wizards who take revenge on other innocent people for the pain they have suffered, constantly creating widespread panic.

And this has once again intensified the resistance of the wizarding world to werewolf wizards...

Therefore, even if there is a wolf poison potion, it must be an extremely long process for the werewolf group to be accepted by the public!

Ivan looked at the black-robed werewolf who was lying on the ground and unconscious, and he was also a little emotional for a while, he turned his head to look at the little witch standing beside him, and said softly.

"Can you close your eyes for a moment? Hermione! ”

Close your eyes? Why?

Hermione's brown eyes looked at Ivan, a little overwhelmed...

But Ivan just watched her quietly and did not speak.

Hermione hesitated, nodded out of trust in Ivan, and closed her eyes nervously, thinking wildly about some scenes she had seen on TV during the summer vacation.

After a while, Ivan's voice rang in her ears,

"Shadowless!"

This was followed by the tearing sound of a sharp blade piercing into the flesh, and a cry of pain,

Hermione's thoughts broke out, and then a wave of fear swelled in her heart, and she suddenly realized what Ivan was doing...

Homicide!

Kill the black-robed wizard who had just been knocked unconscious by himself...

Hermione opened her eyes, and sure enough, a large hole had been cut through the chest of the black-robed wizard, and blood stained the black robes red, and a strong, disgusting smell of blood came to her nose.

Although she had seen more tragic scenes before, Hermione was still a little uncomfortable for a while, and then glared at Ivan angrily, only then did she understand that Ivan asked her to close her eyes to prevent her from seeing the murderous scene...

In the end, however, Hermione didn't say anything, and she was more annoyed at her own powerlessness.

"Let's go!" Ivan took the initiative to hold Hermione's hand and pulled her away, clearly feeling Hermione's wrist trembling slightly, for a thirteen-year-old little witch to experience so many killing scenes in a short period of time, it was really a little embarrassing for her.

In silence, the three of them returned to the living room.

Everyone but them were already here, Flon was carrying the unconscious Bock, and Althea was holding some well-preserved dark magic items in her hands, apparently planning to take them back to study.

"Now that we're all here, let's go, and the Aurors will be here in a minute!" Doggett looked out the window, the movement had already caused some commotion.

Ivan nodded, the Boggin Bock magic shop is different from his family's magic shop, it is too close to Diagon Alley, maybe someone will notify the Ministry of Magic, if you accidentally collide with the Aurors who came to investigate, it will be trouble!

"And what about these corpses? Don't need to deal with it? Ivan asked aloud as he glanced around, looking at the badly damaged magic shops around him, as well as the corpses of the black-robed wizards on the ground.

Given that he watched a lot of criminal investigation dramas in his previous life, Ivan was worried that the Ministry of Magic would follow the clues and track him down.

"Don't worry, they're wanted by the Ministry of Magic, and if they're dead, they're dead, and this is Tumbledown Alley again, and those Aurors have been notified at most to come over for a walk." Doggett shook his head and said disdainfully, then threw the ledger he had retrieved from Bock in a conspicuous place.

Bock has been running this dark magic shop for so long, of course, it is impossible not to have some black materials, just like this portable ledger records the sale of a large number of dangerous goods.

Many of these buyers and sellers are rich and powerful pure-blood families, and no matter what happens to the Ministry of Magic when they get the account books, they will inevitably share a lot of energy... I don't have time to take care of them.

Listening to Doggett's explanation, Ivan was relieved and took Hermione and Althea and the others to evacuate from the gap where the meeting room was blown out.

By the time I got back to a large mansion in the northwest, it was already two o'clock in the morning.

After a big battle, everyone suddenly relaxed, and all of them looked a little tired, and after detaining Bock, they were assigned a room to rest.

It's also thanks to the fact that Doggett's friend's house is big enough, otherwise it wouldn't have been able to accommodate so many people.

Ivan lay on the bed and took out the time turner around his neck to look at it, the funnel in the middle of the golden ring was faintly shining, and the grit slowly flowed from one side of the funnel to the other, still cold and cold, and there was no sign of fever.

That means he'll be able to stay here for a while.

But Ivan doesn't care anymore, he has solved the real culprit of this attack, Bock, and he has seen Althea who is safe and sound, and it doesn't matter when he goes back...