Hogwarts Raven's Claw

Chapter 505 Fox Town

“I think you have heard a lot about the legends about vampires. Even the Defense Against the Dark Arts textbooks at Hogwarts record a lot about vampires.

But what I want to say is that the vampires we are going to deal with this time are not ordinary ones, but a special species called Dusk.

The biggest feature of this type of vampire is that they are not afraid of sunlight, which means they can move freely during the day. Although the sunlight cannot hurt them, it can make their body surface flash with stars, which will reveal their identity. But it looks like a layer of glitter on the body, which is quite beautiful to be honest.

In addition to having physical qualities far superior to those of normal people, these vampires also have their own unique talents, such as invisibility, foresight, and physical enhancement..."

In Yeqi's carriage, Arthur talked incessantly about the knowledge about vampires, while Benjamin, Franklin and Zhou Hong listened with great interest.

Compared to werewolves that can be found everywhere and are dirty and carry viruses, vampires, as a rare creature, are extremely attractive to people like Benjamin who have heard and read countless vampire stories since childhood. This is why they pester Arthur to help them with popular science.

Unlike them, Mike seemed to have little interest in these things.

He kept flipping through the documents in his hands, but was thinking about his next plan in his mind.

The fighting power of their group is completely overwhelming to the Kent family and the werewolves and vampires in the town of Forks. They don't need any tactics at all in battle, they just have to fight hard.

But the key issue of this operation is not the battle, but how to extract useful information from Kent after capturing him.

You know, according to the known intelligence, the patriarch of the Kent family was once a senior supporter of the Flint family. This person who knew a lot of secrets of the Flint family not only did not disappear like the Flint family, but settled in the United States as if nothing had happened. This made Mike wonder if Chris had left some backup plan with the Kent family, so he acted so fearless.

Thinking of this, Mike sighed deeply. This was really a headache.

At this moment, there was a vibration in the carriage where everyone was, and then the driver outside said respectfully:

"Mr. Townley, we're here."

Mike nodded when he heard this and asked everyone to get out of the car.

Forks is a typical remote inland town in the United States. Perhaps in the eyes of outsiders, it is a secluded place with beautiful mountains and rivers and pleasant scenery.

But as someone who lived in the United States for decades in his previous life, Mike knew very well that this was just a deserted rural suburb.

The public facilities here are extremely shabby. There is only one public high school in the whole town, and most of the students there are just trying to get by. After graduation, the vast majority of students do not choose to continue their studies, but go out to work. A small number of young people will stay in the local area to do small jobs like salespersons or follow in their father's footsteps.

In addition, the town's public transportation system is incredibly bad. If you don't have a car here, you will have a hard time moving around, because there are few shops in the town, and the doctors in the hospital are all old men who are just wasting their time, and the nearest city is nearly 30 kilometers away.

A small town like this has no future. The only way for the older generation of residents here to understand the world is through TV programs, which has severely brain-destroyed them. They spend their entire lives immersed in their own world and behave extremely stupidly.

One of the most famous examples is that even in the 21st century, there are still millions of people in the United States who believe that the earth is flat, also known as the flat earth theory.

This is simply a miracle!
The young people here are looking forward to the outside world. It is still okay now, but with the advent of the Internet information age in the future, sooner or later all the young people in this town will run away.

But it is undeniable that the Christmas atmosphere in this small town is very strong.

Just like the two-story cottage near where Mike and others are now, although Christmas has passed, there are still a lot of colorful Christmas decorations hanging on the cottage. There is even a Christmas tree and a snowman with a red hat in the yard of the cottage.

Mike took a quick look at the surrounding environment and then retracted his gaze. He looked at his teammates again and said:
"Okay everyone, I must emphasize this again. The purpose of our mission this time is to capture the Kent family alive. Note that it must be captured alive, understand?"

Everyone nodded when they heard this, but Benjamin looked serious and asked:

"Boss, do you have any specific plans? You know, I like to do things in a planned way. I'm very uneasy that you didn't tell me any plans along the way."

"You want a plan, right?" Macbeth glanced at Benjamin and said, "Then I'll give you a plan. We find the Kent family, rush in, capture them alive, and finally escape before the American Aurors arrive. Is that okay?"

“Um…Okay, I’m sorry, boss.” Benjamin said awkwardly, “But the information only says that the Kent family is here, but there is no record of the specific location. How can we…”

Before Benjamin could finish his words, a white man suddenly rushed out of the hut in front of them, holding a shotgun and shouting:

"What are you doing sneaking around in front of my house?"

The roar attracted everyone's attention, and everyone instinctively turned around to look at that person.

After seeing the appearance of Mike and the others clearly, it was not known whether it was because of Mike's fair skin or the neat and expensive coat he was wearing, but the bearded white man was suddenly stunned, then he put down his shotgun in embarrassment, scratched his head and said:
"Excuse me, gentlemen. I thought it was... um... a bear or something like that. You know, those creatures often come out and destroy houses in the winter."

Upon hearing this, Benjamin and others were speechless. Don’t creatures like bears need to hibernate?
But Mike didn't care. He waved his hand and said politely:
"We were wrong, dear sir. I'm sorry we made you nervous."

Mike's polite appearance made the white man even more nervous. He opened and closed his mouth, racking his brains to find some elegant words to respond to Mike, but his empty mind made him only utter some meaningless weird mumbles.

This made him feel extremely ashamed and his face turned red.

Mike smiled when he saw this. He waved his hand gently and said:

"Dear sir, in fact, we came here to visit my good friend Mr. Kent, but unfortunately we got lost after arriving here. Do you know where they are?"

Perhaps because Mike finally brought up a topic that he could connect with, the white man seemed very excited. He danced with his gun in hand and said:

"Of course! Of course I know where they are. Although I don't know if their last name is Kent, there has only been one new resident here in recent years, and they live in the castle halfway up the mountain in the east! But I suggest you don't go there, that family is always elusive, we all suspect that they are a little bit mentally abnormal!"

"The castle in the east?"

After getting the answer, Mike became cold. He turned his head to look at the hill to the east and murmured expressionlessly.

This change made the white man feel a little strange, but just as he was about to ask, he saw an Asian boy raising a short wooden stick and pointing it at him.

“Everything is forgotten!”…

Elsen Castle, this is a veritable ancient castle.

It was built in the seventeenth century by a noble baron from Ying Country and has since been occupied by the Twilight vampire clan.

But now, its owner has become the Kent family.

"Damn it! I'm starving! Ma Ti! Did you hear me? Serve the food!"

At the long table in the castle hall, a brown-haired young man in a nightgown was furious. His shaking legs under the robe and the expression on his face proved to others that he was not in a good mood at the moment.

At the head of the long table sat a fat, white old man. Looking at the young man's nonchalant appearance, he first touched his sparse hair and then sighed deeply.

These two are the targets of Mike's trip, Old Kent and Little Kent.

Now, there are only two of them left in the orthodox Kent family. There is nothing they can do about it. After old Kent's father died, the relationship between the two siblings became very strained, and finally they had to divide the family property and become independent.

This behavior also led to the complete defeat of the already declining Kent family.

Over the years, old Kent has been trying to revive his family. For this purpose, he even went so far as to join the Flint family, one of the twenty-eight sacred families, and willingly became their dog.

It’s a pity that although the Flint family did give him very generous rewards, the Kent family has never been able to prosper again. The most crucial reason for this is that his offspring are too scarce!

But this was actually done by old Kent himself!

You have to know that old Kent is actually a very staunch pure-blood supremacist. His ideas are even more extreme than most of his companions. That is why he would commit adultery with his sister, all for the purpose of giving birth to a real pure-blood Kent!

And little Kent is the final result of his hard work over the years!
However, now little Kent, the heir whom he once had high hopes for, has grown up to be a playboy!
Old Kent once again looked at his son who was sitting awkwardly, and couldn't help feeling sad and sighed deeply again.

He shook his head, perhaps feeling that his son was too shameful to watch, and turned his head to look at the other side of the long table.

There, six fair-skinned men and women were sitting quietly.

No one knew why, but at the moment their expressions were not very good. Except for a blond young man who was in the lead, all the others lowered their heads and sat stiffly.

"Carlisle, what do you think about what I told you before?"

Old Kent said gently.

But his gentle voice sounded as cold as the wind outside in Carlisle's ears!

Old Kent had approached him a few days ago and asked them, the Twilight vampires, to become vassals of the Kent family.

As the head of the Dusk clan and also the strongest of this generation of Dusk vampires, Carlisle naturally could not agree to such a request. After all, the Kent family was not a good master and they themselves were about to be exterminated.

But out of consideration for the other wizard's face, Carlisle could only decline and say he wanted to think about it.

He originally wanted to tactfully let the other party know his intentions and have them give up on their own initiative, but he did not expect that today the other party would actually take the initiative to invite the high-level members of the Twilight Clan and bring up the matter here.

This made Carlisle's face instantly turn extremely ugly.

"Dear Mr. Kent, I..."

"I'm sorry for being late, my dear master."

Carlisle was interrupted by a sharp and blunt voice before he could finish his words. Everyone looked and saw a house-elf wearing a dirty pillowcase, panting and walking slowly towards him with a huge tray that was bigger than him.

This house-elf is already very old, and all the exposed parts of his body are covered with various hideous scars. It seems that his normal life is not easy.

This was indeed the case. When little Kent saw the house-elf appear, he suddenly became furious and pulled out his wand and pointed it at it!

"You whining old piece of shit! I'll kill you!"

A cold and ominous aura suddenly appeared in the hall, and then the house-elf named Horseshoe fell to the ground screaming, crying and struggling, as if enduring some cruel and inhumane torture.

The huge tray in his hand was also thrown away by his action. However, when the tray was about to fall to the ground, old Kent took out his wand and pointed it at a distance. Without any spell, the huge tray slowly floated up and finally landed on the long table.

On the other side, the screaming of horse hooves was still echoing in the hall, but old Kent lifted the lid of the tray nonchalantly as if nothing had happened.

Suddenly, a fragrance wafted out, and on the tray was a roasted golden and crispy lamb.

Old Kent took a deep breath with an intoxicated look on his face, and then said elegantly to Carlisle beside him:

"Excellent roast lamb. This is the specialty of the Horseshoe. Come and try it, Carlisle."

"I'm sorry, but you know, I'm a vampire."

Carlisle refused with a grim look. He wanted to restrain himself from looking at the tragic scene on the other side, but the continuous screams forced his eyes to drift over there involuntarily.

The situation was similar for other vampires. For hundreds of years, Carlisle had been instilling in them the cruelty and tyranny of wizards. They had never taken it seriously, but now, they had witnessed it.

"That's a pity." Old Kent shook his head with some regret. Then, perhaps because he felt that the screaming of horse hooves was too noisy, he frowned and said to his son, "Okay, just let him go. He can't just die like this."

(End of this chapter)