chsdbacks Chapter 421 The Rat Army - The Second Remains of Death! Minister Scrimgeour is enraged!
Chapter 421 The Rat Army - The Second Remains of Death! Minister Scrimgeour is enraged!
Chapter 421 The Rat Army - The Second Remains of Death! Minister Scrimgeour's Furious Outburst! (Two-in-One)
Just as everyone finally stepped through the curtained door.
Ministry of Magic, Minister's office.
A researcher was reporting to Minister Scrinjee with great enthusiasm.
"You're saying... a new member, in less than two weeks, has solved a problem that you haven't been able to solve for months?"
Scrimgeour looked up from the report and stared at the researcher with a sinister gaze.
"Yes!"
The researcher, completely oblivious, continued to say with smug delight, "That newcomer is truly amazing! Not only did he overcome the difficulties, but he also possesses extremely powerful magical abilities!"
"The original plan was to bring the Aurors along when entering the veil. But he said he could guarantee the safety of everyone, so we didn't bring any extra people!"
"Oh my, I'm wondering why I've never heard of someone like this before!"
He went on and on praising it.
The researcher finally stopped.
Clearing his throat, he asked hopefully, "So the Bureau of Mysteries has added a new general, and the future budget..."
'
He couldn't continue speaking.
Because he finally saw Minister Scrinzer's murderous gaze.
"Minister...?"
"You've talked for so long about this newcomer," Scrimgeour began hoarsely, "but why, from beginning to end, do I still not know what this newcomer's name is?!"
Bang!
Minister Scringer slammed his fist on the table and glared angrily at the dumbfounded researcher!
He slammed his hand heavily on the report, which was entirely referred to as "newcomer"!
Not a single name appeared!
"The new...newcomer's name?"
The researcher was stunned.
He wanted to answer immediately, but the words got stuck in his throat.
...yes.
What was that "newcomer's" name again?
A wave of panic washed over him. He frantically searched for his documents, stammering, "I...I brought the new guy's resume! His name must be on it!"
"Yes, we're just used to calling it that... That piece of paper is... I remember bringing it with me... Ah! Found it!"
The researcher was pleasantly surprised and pulled a crumpled piece of paper out of the folder.
However, the smile on his face vanished the moment he saw the resume.
Stopped abruptly.
"6
'
For a moment, the office was deathly silent.
It was as if the air itself had frozen.
For a long time.
The unfortunate researcher slowly, slowly raised his head, his face ashen, barely daring to look at the minister in front of him.
Slowly, she displayed the resume, saying tremblingly, "Jane... his name isn't on the resume either..."
""
I noticed that the "Name" field was completely blank.
In the following self-introduction, a line of text was written in large, elegant cursive script:
Your Excellency, Minister Scringer—
Ethan Vincent.
"
Ethan Vincent!!!
"Bang!"
With an uncontrollable roar, violent magic suddenly exploded!
Teacups, glass items, and other objects in the office shattered instantly!
"Ugh!"
The researcher covered his head with his hands and crouched down in terror.
His eyes gleamed, and he thought to himself:
It's a cognitive confusion spell!
Such a high-level spell with such a wide range was not revealed until the very last moment!
No wonder they were able to solve the light source problem so quickly... They're really amazing!
The thought that I had actually worked with that "Ethan Vincent" for so long was quite unsettling.
The researcher couldn't help but get excited.
...Hmph, didn't Ethan choose our Bureau of Mysteries after all?
Can other departments do it?
next second.
The researcher exclaimed, "Oh dear!"
With an irrepressible smile on his lips, he was swept out of the door by the magical storm.
Out of sight, out of mind.
"Huff, huff, huff!"
Minister Scringer braced his hands on the table, his eyes blazing with fury, feeling a sharp pain in his heart from anger!
Despite having taken all necessary precautions, Ethan still managed to find a loophole!
Right under their noses, they brazenly entered the Ministry of Magic!
Judging by the time frame, Ethan even received a month's salary!
This is absolutely infuriating!!!
Minister Scrinjee was dizzy and disoriented, his mind filled with Ethan's large face, which seemed to spin 360 degrees like a phantom.
Sending my greetings.
Say hello to you...
say hello...
"Splash!"
He quickly opened the drawer and poured down a bottle of calming potion.
This calmed me down a bit, and I felt a little better.
Turning to the waiting Auror, he said in a hoarse voice, "Find out exactly how Ethan got to where he is—what's with that expression?"
Aurora was startled and quickly suppressed the pity on his face, saying seriously, "Please give your orders!"
Poor Minister Scrimgeour, stubbornly refusing to believe in evil and determined to go against the great demon Khorne.
I'm driving myself crazy.
Scrimgeour: "...Don't let anyone who helped him in get away with it!"
"yes!"
"Ethan Vincent... Fine, now that you've barged in, you're not leaving this time!"
"Mobilize all Aurors! Surround the Veiled Gate and the Department of Mystic Affairs! Don't let a single mosquito escape!"
"yes-!!"
Auror responded loudly, turned around, and jogged off to relay the order.
Watching his retreating figure, Minister Scrimgeour's eyes were dark and cold as he muttered, "Returning from the perilous Veil Gate... I refuse to believe you're still at full strength, Ethan Vincent!"
""
This time, everything was delivered right to my doorstep.
They also made thorough preparations.
The advantage lies with me.
Minister Scrinzer, we absolutely cannot allow another failure.
Inside the curtain.
"Achoo!"
Ethan sneezed, causing the lights to flicker and drawing alarmed stares from those around him.
"W-what happened to you?" Director Crocker asked cautiously. "If something happens to you, we're all finished!"
The shrine, suspended in mid-air, emitted a hazy glow.
It is the only source of light in this darkness.
It dispelled the surrounding deathly aura and protected the living who should not have been there.
"It's nothing," Ethan said nonchalantly. "I guess someone was just praising me. This kind of thing happens all the time."
"Shouldn't you only sneeze when you're being scolded...?"
Director Crocker was puzzled.
But then I thought, someone as outstanding and perfect as this newcomer is unlikely to be resented.
Unless, it's out of jealousy of his talent.
"Tsk tsk, the darkness in people's hearts."
Director Crocker remarked with emotion.
Just then.
A soft sound suddenly came from the side.
Kroc whirled around and was immediately met with a pair of blood-red eyes in the darkness!
next second.
Before he could react, he heard a "squeak".
Those blood-red eyes lunged at him!
WTF?!
Crocker was startled and was about to raise his wand.
"call!"
A burst of fire swept in from behind!
As red as cast iron, it suddenly enveloped the thing that pounced on it!
【squeak!】
The thing let out a miserable cry, struggled in the raging flames, and finally turned into a wisp of black smoke and disappeared.
""
Everyone, including Kroc, froze.
He stared in horror at the mass of black ash.
"What...what is that thing?"
"It looks like a mouse."
Ethan stepped forward, nonchalantly approaching the edge of the lamp, leaning down to observe with interest, and remarked, "There are rats in the curtains, hmm~ the hygiene is worrying~"
After waiting for a long time, no one answered.
Ethan straightened up, turned his head to look, and sighed, "Sigh, you guys are so serious."
Everyone:
'
""
Shouldn't this be a serious occasion?! Please, consider the situation!
however.
Director Crocker now completely follows the lead of this "genius newcomer".
He immediately replied, "Haha! Yeah, it looks like a mouse? Too bad I couldn't see it clearly. I wish there were more! Just kidding!"
Before he could finish speaking...
[Squeak, squeak!]
Then the sound of rodents could be heard.
One pair, another pair, and yet another pair.
Blood-red pupils lit up like Christmas lights from the darkness!
Director Crocker: (speaking) ?!
In an instant, everyone's eyes were focused on Director Crocker!
His eyes widened in anger!
Who told you to jinx it?!
Ethan shook his head, with the same helpless attitude he had towards the reckless Gryffindors, and chuckled, "You should at least know when to stop."
Director Crocker:
*Sob* QAQ
[Squeak! Squeak! Squeak!]
One by one, figures crawled out of the darkness and approached the group of people who were huddled together.
Under the light, they could see the appearance of these creatures clearly. They were indeed rats, rats as big as dogs!
Each one was almost up to a person's knee, fat and bulky.
Its eyes were cloudy, and its gray flesh was completely rotting, but its claws and fangs remained sharp.
There was neither the vitality of living things nor the silence of dead things.
It was as if a monster, reborn from the dead, had been conjured up by some terrifying and evil means.
To live within this veil between life and death.
Ethan keenly noticed that magical threads were extending from them.
It spread all the way into the depths of the curtain.
It was as if I was being controlled by some kind of force.
What lies deep within the curtain?
"That's really intriguing."
Ethan curled the corners of his lips into a smile, his azure eyes gleaming with a strong thirst for knowledge.
"As expected, wherever the remnants of the Grim Reaper exist, there will be abnormal changes beyond reason."
Just then.
A barely audible murmur sounded beside Ethan: "Almost there, almost there... Brother, wait for me..."
'
Ethan glanced at him sideways.
The petite girl, Sasha, was clutching the flute pendant around her neck, muttering to herself.
Because she was looking down, Ethan could only see her golden-brown hair whorl.
This is truly a family bond worthy of praise...
Ethan thought indifferently, then casually looked away.
Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed something unusual.
"Um?"
Ethan paused, looking at the flute in the girl's hand.
The exquisitely crafted flute pendant was emitting a magical energy that was remarkably similar to that of a rat!
Ethan's pupils contracted slightly as he recalled the "veiled door incident" that the veteran employees had mentioned, and a guess came to mind.
Could it be that my brother really suddenly...
【squeak!】
A mouse broke the stalemate and pounced!
"call!"
Immediately afterwards, it was burned to ashes by the flames of the shrine!
however.
As the rat's remains hit the ground, as if a start button had been pressed, countless beams of red light burst forth!
[Squeak! Squeak squeak!!]
Countless gray rats gathered into a torrent, engulfing the crowd!
A rat infestation has broken out!
"boom!"
Flames rose like a wall, burning all the rats that pounced on them!
The burst of intense heat sent chills down everyone's spines, and even the darkness seemed to distort slightly!
But there were just too many rats!
Those who came later stepped over the corpses in front of them and kept rushing towards the wall of fire!
Ethan's gaze sharpened, he snapped his fingers, and rapidly chanted a mysterious and powerful syllable, "Po," which he condensed in his mouth.
"boom!!!"
In an instant!
Flames flowed around like ribbons waved by a dancer!
Like a flowing stream, it enveloped everyone, instantly obliterating the rats that rushed in!
"Such powerful magic..."
..!
Chief Crocker stared wide-eyed at the flames, both shocked and mesmerized.
Looking at Ethan, a hint of doubt rose in his eyes for the first time.
Even the most formidable employees of the Secret Affairs Department rarely reach this level.
Who exactly is this "newcomer"? Why have I never heard of them before...?
But there was no time to think.
"Ughhhhh!!!"
A piercing scream suddenly rang out!
Sasha, who had been keeping her head down, suddenly raised her neck!
When you exert force, you can see the prominent blue veins on that snow-white neck.
Her eyes were cloudy, displaying a madness similar to that of the rats. Clutching her flute tightly, she roared, "He's calling me! My brother Hamelin is calling me!!"
next second.
Before anyone could react, she suddenly darted out and crossed the boundary of the light!
"Feed"
A researcher instinctively tried to grab her, but the director held his shoulder firmly.
"We can't catch up, let's give up."
Director Crocker shook his head, coldly watching Sasha's retreating figure.
""
The researcher stared wide-eyed, but could not refute it.
He could only watch as his companion's figure was swiftly swallowed by the darkness.
Everyone fell silent.
In the blink of an eye, one person was lost.
too suddenly.
They had no idea what was happening.
Just when everyone was feeling melancholy and sentimental.
Ethan: "Uh—I really don't want to disturb your moment of silence, but we probably have to run too."
Amidst the blazing firelight, Ethan stared at them with a blank, expressionless face.
Now I know why we were wiped out last time.
With this kind of mentality, they're not professional at all.
Ethan wasn't devoid of feelings; rather, he believed that Sasha was not dead.
Just before Sasha darted away like a monkey, he clearly heard the notes coming from the flute.
It is very similar to The Mermaid's Song.
They are all filled with extremely strong seductive power.
Clearly, it was the mastermind behind all of this who was behind it.
Ethan pondered for a moment, then looked at his teammates, giving a thumbs-up to the raging fire: "The rats just won't go away no matter how hard we try, the lights are about to give out, we need to get out of here."
This is a lie.
The magic that kept the lamp burning was more than enough, but the rats just wouldn't stop.
Just like burning an endless stream of paper scraps, continuing like this is simply a waste of magic.
Upon hearing that "the lights are about to give way,"
Everyone was immediately jolted and started running!
They ran wildly towards the gaps in the rat swarm.
And this direction "just happens" to be the direction Sasha ran in.
"It seems someone is deliberately leading us astray," Ethan thought to himself.
Looking at the army of mice behind me, I inexplicably thought of herding.
This time, however, it was humans being driven by livestock.
I don't know how long I ran.
The unchanging darkness around us blurred the concepts of time and space.
When everyone is exhausted, they can't help but feel like they're "standing still."
This further exacerbated the mental stress.
Only Ethan remained leisurely and relaxed.
The scene didn't look like someone being chased by a monster in a terrifying and eerie space.
It felt like strolling through one's own backyard.
.
"Brother, buddy!" a researcher asked breathlessly, "May I ask what kind of training you usually do? How are you so steady?"
"train?"
Ethan thought for a moment and answered truthfully: "I usually race with Cerberus in the morning, play catch with the dead bird at noon, have a pleasant afternoon tea with the wizard in Knockturn Alley in the afternoon, and wrestle with the gargoyle for three hundred rounds in the evening."
researcher:?
He slowly typed a question mark, then chuckled, "Haha, you're really good at joking~"
Ethan: (^—^)
Researcher: "...You're kidding, right?"
Terrified face.jpg
Just as the researcher was questioning his existence, a glimmer of light suddenly appeared ahead.
It turns out that humans are no different from moths; both are attracted to light.
Even if you don't know what that "light" is coming from in this godforsaken place.
They couldn't help but feel pleasantly surprised.
"Quick, look! There's light ahead! We're almost there!"
The crowd shouted and, mustering their strength, sprinted towards the light source.
It was as if it proved they were on the right track.
The swarm of rats that had been chasing them gradually disappeared without them noticing.
then.
Someone with sharp eyes spotted a figure in the light and exclaimed in surprise, "Look! Isn't that Sasha?!"
Sasha, whom everyone had assumed to be "dead," stood motionless in the light, her back to them.
An eerie aura emanated from it.
"Glug."
Everyone swallowed hard.
Like moths caught in a trap, they finally realized that what awaited them ahead might not be the hope of escape.
However, when they tried to retreat, pairs of blood-red eyes appeared in the darkness behind them.
"Since we're already here, let's keep moving forward."
Ethan said calmly.
This calm voice slightly calmed everyone's racing hearts.
They exchanged a glance, took a deep breath, and stepped forward.
When they finally saw what was emitting the light, they were stunned.
A look of fear and astonishment flickered in his eyes.
A colorful piece of cloth was seen hanging down from the sky.
Upon closer inspection, one will discover that the floral dress is made up of countless different pieces of clothing pieced together.
Like a circus tent, its interior was partially ajar, emitting a hazy glow, and a constant "creaking" sound could be heard from within.
They looked like a swarm of rats, huddled together.
And atop this flowery dress, which was several meters tall, was a man's face.
And this face looks like it's pieced together from countless layers of skin.
It exhibits a very uneven color.
Upon seeing them, a gleeful smile spread across that horrifying patchwork face.
He bowed slowly and said in a low, elegant voice:
Welcome to my land, lost children... My name is Hamelin, you may call me the Piper.
In the midst of the conversation.
One after another, thin arms emerged from under the flowery cloak.
I grasped it—a gleaming brass flute.
"Merlin... what kind of monster is this...?"
The researcher said tremblingly, looking up at the towering monster, but his eyes couldn't help but reveal a hint of curiosity.
Ethan's attention, however, was on the other side.
He stared at the monster's flowery "tent," and the guiding bone in his arms trembled violently!
Found it, the remains of Death!
The next piece of Death's remains is inside this monster's belly!
Oh... my brave and lovely little sister, thank you for coming to find me.
An arm hung down, lovingly stroking Sasha's head.
then.
The piper turned his head, and towards the stunned crowd, he gave them an elegant yet manic smile:
Don't be afraid, I'll turn you all into my adorable swarm of mice... and live happily ever after with my dear sister...!!
The words had barely left his mouth!
A piercing, sharp flute note suddenly rang out!