Fabian Aiken still retained consciousness. He tried to look at the figure with his eyes wide open, trying to decide whether his next behavior was to beg for mercy or to threaten.

However, that person was not prepared to let him see his true appearance at all. After a period of brisk footsteps, the person walked behind Aiken.

"Let me go..." Aiken couldn't control the muscles in his body, and even his tongue was numb. He used all his strength to squeeze out the last words.

He has gotten rid of the student's way of thinking and will not regard this kind of premeditated behavior as a slap in the face. Unable to resist, all Aiken can do is beg for mercy.

Sean, who was wearing a gill filter mask, curled his lips behind the paralyzed Aiken. This guy was quite able to see the situation clearly...

He originally planned to make himself invisible with Pudding after the opponent removed those magic props, and then suddenly rush in front of the opponent to use his hypnotic ability. However, Aiken never took off the gem necklace around his neck, so Sean had to change to another one.

a method.

He put a large amount of paralysis medicine into the pool water. This medicine is most effective when taken orally. Just one spoonful can paralyze the user's muscles for two hours. If it comes into contact with the skin, the medicine will take effect slowly.

The dosage of medication will also be increased accordingly.

Sean poured a whole bottle directly into the pool water. Although it was expensive, the effect was satisfactory.

But this thing won't make people lose consciousness... Sean decided to write to his father next time to send some benzodiazepine tranquillizers. This type of controlled psychotropic drugs is still easy to obtain for private hospital owners.

…

Why do you feel that you are acting more and more like a villain? Sean shook his head to clear the thoughts from his mind.

He put on dragon leather gloves and took off the necklace from Aiken's neck. He had seen the same necklace in Diagon Alley and it was displayed in the most conspicuous place of the magic shop.

It can autonomously activate to resist evil spells, assist the owner in activating the Iron Armor Curse, Anti-Summoning Curse, and Anti-Split Curse. It can even record the owner's position and leave behind the surrounding scene when the curse is activated.

The effect is very good and the price is very beautiful, a full three hundred gold galleons. Even the owner of the magic props shop is not ready to sell it - at least not to Muggle family wizards like Sean who only have money but no power.

I don’t know if this thing will record the current scene... Sean specially wore taller boots, and his face was completely hidden under the mask.

Sean threw the necklace into the pool and walked behind Aiken, who was unable to move.

"What is he going to do!" This was the panicked Aiken's last thought before he lost consciousness.

Wrapping up a bath towel casually, Sean let Pudding push Aiken into the ring. The unconsciousness did not last long, and he had to get out of here quickly.

Thanks to Grindelwald's teachings, Sean was getting better and better at using the Disguise Charm. Terrell, who was not mentally focused enough, didn't even notice an invisible man walking out of the bathroom.

It wasn't until an hour later that Terrell realized something was wrong. Aiken had been staying in the bathroom for too long.

"Aiken?" Although he knew that his employer hated having his private time interrupted, Terrell decided to fulfill his duty of protection.

He called the other party's name and walked into the bathroom, but except for the clothes, accessories, and the wand placed by the sink, Fabian Aiken disappeared.

"Something serious has happened..." Terrell stayed where he was and muttered.

That night, a group of hurried-looking wizards walked into the castle of Nurmengard. A student from France recognized the leader, a middle-aged man with an ashen face.

"Isn't that old Aiken?"

"The largest supplier of magic props in France? I heard that the cheapest props in his shop cost five galleons."

"Of course, the magic props in France are almost monopolized by old Aiken. He maintains good relationships with most of the local alchemists, and those new businessmen who want a share of the pie will also be attracted by pure-blood families.

Forces suppress."

"That swaggering Fabian Aiken?"

"Here he is, old Aiken's son."

In the office of the vice-principal of Nurmengard, the bloated old Aiken was looking at Vita Rozier sitting in the office chair with an ugly expression.

"Ms. Rozier, I just want to know where my son is!"

"Mr. Aiken, please be patient. This is exactly the reason our faculty and staff are working hard to find." Professor Rozier's face was serious.

"But three hours have passed since I received the owl letter and then rushed to Nurmengard, and you haven't given me a satisfactory answer!"

"We are trying our best to find Mr. Aiken," Professor Rozier repeated.

"Damn it!" Old Aiken cursed angrily. The sudden disappearance of his only son made him anxious, and his tone towards the vice-principal of Nurmengard was not very friendly.

"Watch your words, Mr. Aiken." Professor Rozier's eyes sharpened.

"That's your school's responsibility!" Old Aiken roared, "Where's the school's protective magic? Where's the defensive spell to prevent disappearances?"

He seemed to be choking, his wrinkled face flushed red, and finally said in a trembling voice: "Let me see Grindelwald—Mr."

"Mr. Grindelwald is outside. I have informed him and he is on his way back."

"What the hell!"

In the right hand covered by Rozier's robe, the wand was slightly tightened. She lowered her head to hide the dangerous sight in her eyes.

It's really rude, you dare to yell like this in Nurmengard...

Her gaze became more and more dangerous. Has Lord Grindelwald been too gentle for so many years? Has he been so gentle that the Parisians have forgotten the fire...

The conversation in the vice-principal's office ended on bad terms, and Terrell led Old Aiken and his group to the prefect's bathroom.

"This is it." He pointed to Aiken's clothes that had not been gathered up in the bathroom.

Terrell's face was still bruised, and he had obviously been punched.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Old Aiken glanced at Terrell with drooped eyelids: "Recall all the details for me, if anything happens to Fabian

, you know your fate."

"...Yes, Mr. Aiken."

Old Aiken took out his magic wand and a ruby: "Look for traces and shadows..."

Under the spell, the ruby ​​trembled, and then floated straight above the pool.

At his signal, a group of people jumped into the pool, and finally someone stood up straight holding the gem necklace that Sean had thrown into the pool.

Old Aiken took the necklace and recited a spell, and a blurry scene was projected from the gem.

Starting from the first perspective of Aiken sitting in the pool, he saw Sean's figure.

"About 1.75 meters tall, slim build, male, gill filter mask, very good at mastering the Illusion Charm..." Old Aiken quickly came up with a preliminary impression.

"But how did he kidnap Fabian? The defense on the necklace didn't work..."

Old Aiken glanced at the water and immediately ordered: "Go and check the water."

Immediately, a follower who was proficient in potions leaned down. After a while, he stood up straight: "There are signs of residual paralysis potions. If you want to take away the young master, you must invest a lot of money."

Old Aiken's breathing became a little heavier: "Go, immediately contact the potion supplier you can contact, and investigate whether anyone has purchased a large dose of paralysis potion recently. The herbal medicine supplier also asked, if the person prepared it himself, the main

A large amount of echinoderm lizard material is used. In addition, ask the armor dealer. Very few people buy gill filter masks. Whoever sells them should have an impression."

"By the way," he added at last, "also investigate Diagon Alley and Knockturn Alley on the British side, and write to Regulus Black to ask for his help."

After giving all these instructions, Old Aiken looked at Terrell: "Terrell, before this, did Fabian encounter any strange people, or did he do anything that offended anyone?"

In Terrell's mouth, everyone who had interacted with Fabian before was mentioned, including the fifth grader from Nurmengard that Sean was pretending to be, Ernie McMillan, and Sean himself.

Everyone was called to the office one after another to inquire about the situation, and the news that Fabian Aiken was mysteriously missing on campus was also passed on.

Seeing the unknown foreign school personnel running back and forth in the castle, Sean curled his lips. The power of the Aiken family was greater than he expected...

But he was not worried about being discovered at all. The paralysis potion came from Lily Potter's private collection and the fish gill filter mask was dug out from Grindelwald's collection room. There should be some reward for cleaning the golden eggs, right?

?

As for himself, his illusion spell was always in effect in the Golden Dawn club, and only Hermione and Daisy were present.

And Fabian Aiken was being fed a large spoonful of water of life and death while lying naked in Sean's ring.

Sean was standing outside the office at this time. A group of people with contacts were called to inquire about the situation. Before him, the fifth grader from Nurmengard who he disguised himself as and Pena had just come out, with a look in their eyes.

He was confused, but his expression was not very good.

Obviously, the other party believed that they were not the murderers, but they were not very polite when asking.

"Mr. Wallop——" Someone called his name.

Sean walked into the office and saw a group of wizards from foreign schools. The leader was obviously Old Aiken, and the expression under his folds was exactly the same as Fabian Aiken.

Professors Rozier and Professor Goodman stood nearby with expressionless faces.

"Sean Wallop, who can prove to you where you were this afternoon? In addition, I want to check your belongings." As soon as he entered, Old Aiken spoke aggressively.

"Watch your words!" Professor Goodman, expressionless, suddenly roared.

Old Aiken was a little surprised. He didn't understand why Professor Goodman was so excited all of a sudden. He was just a second-year student at Hogwarts and a Mudblood.

When he asked the Nurmengard student just now, he had tried his best to restrain himself, but now, the other person is not even a Nurmengard student, and Professor Goodman is getting excited instead?

That means there are two situations. First, this Sean Wallop has a relationship with Mr. Grindelwald, so Goodman is so eager to come forward for him; second, the little wizard in front of him is kidnapping him.

My son’s murderer!

Old Aiken's droopy eyelids narrowed into slits, and the look in his eyes became colder and colder.

"Professor Goodman -" he trailed off, "your school can do nothing about the disappearance of students. As the parent of a missing student, I admit that my words are filled with emotions - please forgive a father's anxiety."

"But -" Old Aiken changed the subject, "I must use my own methods to investigate the whereabouts of my son. Please, your school, understand."

He finished speaking this sentence word for word, and seemed to have made some kind of determination.
To be continued...