I'm the king of the roll at Hogwarts

Chapter 238: Cutting out the Heart and Bones
Looking at the hideous fire snake, Louis knew that Catherine was probably attacked.

But what we need to worry about is not Catherine, but those cloaked monsters.

Why do we say “several” instead of just one? The reason for this is because of the piles of ashes in front of the fire snake.

Mr. Ramsay in the house looked at the roaring fire snake in the air like a pilgrim. At that moment, he even forgot that he was still under threat.

The fire snake formed by the fierce fire was so cool, with thunder faintly swimming in it, making it look more solemn. Mr. Ramsay clutched his collar tightly, pressed his other hand on his chest, and gasped heavily.

There was no other reason. This scene was too bluffing for a Muggle who had never seen magic. It reminded him of the explosion when the Hood was hit by the ammunition depot.

Catherine was a very obedient woman. Ever since Louis mentioned to her that the green Fiendfyre was not good-looking, she had intentionally changed the color of the Fiendfyre. Now the Fiendfyre was just like Grindelwald's gas stove, blue in color and very cool.

She also integrated the lightning magic she learned into Fiendfyre. It can be said that she is the new Master of Fiendfyre after Grindelwald.

For Louise's sake, Grindelwald taught her his famous skill - Fiery Barrier. In short, dealing with these cloaked monsters is like using an anti-aircraft gun to kill a mosquito - it is somewhat of a dimensionality reduction attack.

Harry and Ron used a levitation spell to control the two captured cloaked monsters, floating over here, and then threw the two cloaked monsters to the ground without any mercy.

After making sure that the three of them were tied up, Louis walked up to the three cloaked monsters and used magic to lift their cloaks.

Contrary to expectations, the faces of those three guys were exactly the same as those of humans. If one had to point out the difference, it would probably be that their faces were too pale to look like normal humans.

Moreover, their looks were too feminine. One of them was younger, a cloaked monster who looked about the same age as Harry. He shrank in fear, with snot and tears running down his face. It was obvious that he was frightened by Catherine.

"Tell me, who are you?" Louis frowned and asked in a bad tone.

The three cloaked monsters huddled together, trembling like a nest of frightened rabbits.

In fact, they look similar to some kind of rabbits, too feminine.

Seeing that they were silent, Louis shook his wand and summoned a huge blue lightsaber, which he turned downward and stuck into the ground.

The three cloaked monsters shuddered again.

"You, you speak first." Louis pointed his lightsaber at the cloaked monster on the far left.

The cloaked monster shuddered and trembled, saying nothing.

Louis frowned and looked at the three of them impatiently. After a while, he turned around and said calmly, "Cut him off. You, Harry, drag him out."

"Okay." Harry followed suit and summoned a lightsaber with a shake of his wand. With Ron's cooperation, he used a levitation spell to move the still trembling cloaked monster aside. Harry raised his knife and cut off the unfortunate guy's fragile neck cleanly.

The trio that have been baptized by the world of Dark Souls are much more decisive than the trio in the original world line. There is not so much laughing and joking, and they will never let go of those who should be killed.

The cloaked monster's head fell off, but no blood spurted out of its cavity. The head rolled on the ground for a few times, and its mouth was still opening and closing. Harry walked over and split the head, which was still gritting its teeth, into two halves with another knife. Only then did the body bleed and soak the ground beneath it.

The fact that they didn't die after their heads were chopped off was enough to prove that these things were evil creatures. Harry didn't feel the slightest bit of guilt at all, but instead felt a full sense of accomplishment.

"And you, are you going to tell the story?" Louis pointed his wand at the cloaked monster on the other side.

The cloaked monster looked very strong. Although his body was shaking and limp, he looked like a man who would rather die than surrender, just like an American prisoner of war captured by the German devils.

Louis didn't want to waste time talking, so he waved his hand to signal Harry to drag him out. With a sharp knife, the "unyielding" cloaked monster was split into two pieces.

"What about you?" Louis looked at the young cloaked monster in the middle again.

The cloaked boy swallowed his saliva, trembling and stammering: "I, I, I... We are vampires..."

"Vampire?" Louis frowned and asked, "Don't vampires suck human blood? When did they switch to sucking livestock?"

"We...uh, our father thought that sucking human blood is too troublesome and too addictive. If we only suck livestock, it won't cause a large-scale search, nor will it attract too much attention..." The vampire boy swallowed again, and said with a tearful face: "Please, sir, I really have never sucked human blood..."

"You said there was no, then there is no." Louis smiled. He pushed the boy's shoulder with his long-handled magic wand and asked with a smile: "Tell me, was the incident at Sterling Farm caused by you?"

"Yes..." the boy replied listlessly, "We didn't want to be enemies with Mr. Sterling. We just wanted to suck some livestock, but he found us. He shouted at us with a gun and shot at us. We had no choice but to knock him out..."

"But the Sterlings are dead." Louis narrowed his eyes and asked in a bad tone.

The boy trembled and cried, "I'm sorry, sir, we really don't want to hurt him..."

"Whether you want to or not, it's up to you." Louis said with a sneer. He looked up at Catherine, then at the cowshed not far away. "First of all, it's wrong for you to buy something for free at someone else's farm. After being discovered, instead of running away, you even fought back. This is shameless..."

"He shot first..." the boy defended.

"Oh, you're still pretending to be a victim." Louis' smile was very disdainful. He grinned and revealed a sinister smile: "I'll give you one last chance, you have to tell me the truth."

"I...I was telling the truth..." the boy was still quibbling.

Hermione couldn't stand it anymore. Her heart softened for a moment. She walked to Louis, tugged at his sleeve, and whispered, "Louis...what he said might be true..."

"How do you know?" Louis turned around and looked at Hermione with amusement, wondering why this woman started to act like a saint at this time.

"I... I don't think people will lie when they are extremely scared..." Hermione whispered, but her tone sounded a little weak.

"You know what, Hermione." Louis reached out and touched her fluffy head, and said softly: "Today I'm going to teach you a lesson... Let you know what it means to be evil in the heart. I want you to understand that dark creatures can never be trusted." Hermione was stunned for a moment, looking at the pale and weak boy, and then at Louis. It is human instinct to sympathize with the weak, especially for a saintly type like Hermione...

The young man seemed to notice that Hermione was begging for him. He crawled towards Hermione, begging for mercy with snot and tears streaming down his face: "Beautiful and shining lady, please, please save me..."

"Well, it seems that you won't cry until you see the coffin." Louis stood up, cleaned his hands, and said with a sneer: "It seems that you don't know the level of human technology. There is no gunshot residue on Mr. Sterling's hands, and there is no bullet shell at the scene."

Hermione was startled. She looked at the boy with wide eyes and took two steps back in disbelief. The sympathy and pity in her eyes disappeared, replaced by extreme disgust.

The vampire boy took advantage of her kindness. Hermione clenched her fists and strode back to Ron and Harry.

Ron put his hands on Hermione's shoulders, squeezed them gently, and kissed her on the head, whispering comfortingly, "It's okay, Hermione. It's not your fault for being kind. It's just that bad people are always good at taking advantage of other people's kindness."

"Ron..." Hermione sighed, feeling full of self-blame.

She was now somewhat self-doubting, wondering if her kindness was wrong, if she was too much of a pushover. As long as she pretended to be pitiful, she would subconsciously believe it.

Hermione lowered her head, bit her lip and thought about life.

Louis seemed to have lost his patience. He took out a small bottle of liquid from his pocket and said in a low voice: "Alas, I didn't expect us to have to go to this extent. This bottle contains truth serum... You should know that it is a magical potion from the wizarding world. Just drink a small drop, and then... "

Louis stretched out his hands and made an exploding gesture: "You will tell everything you know like beans pouring out of a bamboo tube, even what color your underwear is today, you will confess without reservation..."

The boy opened his eyes wide, staring at the bottle in Louis' hand in disbelief. After a long moment, he collapsed and curled up into a ball, resigned to his fate.

He knew what his fate would be, and now his mind was filled with despair.

"But some procedures still need to be followed." Louis smiled bloodthirstily: "You know, I hate people who lie to me the most... Crucio! (Heart-breaking)"

Scarlet lightning shot out from Louis' fingertips and hit the boy. Then, the boy arched his body and straightened up like a shrimp, with his facial muscles twisted to the extreme. It was obvious that he was in great pain.

“Ah—ah—” He screamed madly: “Kill me…Kill me!”

Ignoring the boy who was still screaming, Louis heard the long-lost system prompt sound in his ears.

*Congratulations on learning the spell: Cruciatus
Due to your talent for dark magic, the spell is upgraded to level 10
Cruciatus: Current level 10 (MAX)

Mana Required: 0 per second
Casting distance: 60 yards

Casting time: 0.01 seconds

Duration: Any

Skill Introduction: One of the three unforgivable curses, it tortures the target with great malice. After being hit by a successful Cruciatus Curse, the target will feel piercing pain all over the body. The piercing pain will make the target feel like dying. If the curse is cast continuously, the target will go crazy with pain. Continuous use will lead to death due to convulsions.

Hermione couldn't bear to listen any longer, so she raised her hand and gave the boy a tongue-lock.

It's an enhanced version. The guy's mouth has disappeared and he can only make muffled sounds like "hmm hmm".

"There is a price to pay for doing bad things, and you, my little sir, are you prepared to pay the price for your bad deeds?" Louis put his hands in his pockets and looked calmly at the young vampire who was still twisting and struggling in front of him.

The young vampire was still struggling in pain. Louis shook his head and said sympathetically, "This time I am teaching you a lesson. It's ok to lie to me, but you actually lied to a kind witch like Hermione. Doesn't your conscience hurt?"

To be honest, there are not many good girls like Hermione, and Louis really feels a little sorry for her.

Veins on the young vampire boy's neck bulged out, and beads of sweat the size of beans flowed down his face and neck. After about ten minutes, Louis stopped casting the spell.

"Here, give him the truth serum." Louis threw the truth serum to Ron.

Ron walked forward and fed the boy, who was already exhausted and unconscious, a sip of truth serum.

"Go ahead, tell me everything you know." Louis smiled, but in the eyes of the vampire boy, he was no less than the most terrifying devil in the world.

After the drug took effect, Ron let him go, and Louis asked with a smile: "Name?"

"Griezmann." The young vampire Griezmann said with a numb expression.

Louis asked again: "Tell me, why do you go to suck the blood of farm animals?"

"Our father said that sucking human blood is too troublesome and too addictive. If we only suck livestock, it won't arouse human vigilance, and there won't be large-scale searches, let alone attracting too much attention..." Griezmann said honestly.

"It seems that what you said is both true and false." Louis smiled: "Why did you attack Mr. Sterling?"

"Because he discovered our identity," Griezmann replied quickly.

"Why?" Louis frowned and asked, "I don't want to hear this answer, I want to know why - could it be that he knows you?"

Griezmann's face twisted for a moment, but he still said honestly: "Mr. Sterling once donated a lot of money and clothes to our orphanage, and we have also been to his farm as a guest... But what he didn't know was that our orphanage was transformed into vampires a few years ago. They have been losing livestock at home, and it was us who did it..."

At this point, the reluctance and guilt on Griezmann's face flashed away, and soon turned into a state of numbness.

"Beast!" Hermione yelled. If Ron hadn't stopped her, she would have given Griezmann a heart-wrenching blow.

(End of this chapter)