The Silent Bookstore Manager at Hogwarts

When the Aurors from the British Ministry of Magic arrived, they found two unconscious dark wizards lying on the roadside like trash. Almost everything on them, including their wands, had been stolen. No one knew what had happened, and their attempts to find the culprit using any investigative methods yielded no results.

It was as if the other party hadn't used any spells at all, which undoubtedly made the Aurors and the Ministry of Magic more uneasy than the dark wizard.

"You mean... somewhere near London, a wizard took care of them without using any magic or even any spells, without even having our wanted criminals lift a finger?"

Minister for Magic Cornelius Fudge shook his head subconsciously. Although he was a bureaucrat, he still realized what this meant. A ghostly monster could brazenly act with impunity under the jurisdiction of the British Ministry of Magic, and they had no way to stop it. This in itself was terrifying enough.

"I'll investigate what's going on. You guys continue with your original mission and make sure you find what those guys are hiding..."

The Gringotts theft had already humiliated the Ministry of Magic. Fudge, who had finally caught this group of Death Eater remnants and was trying to uncover their smuggled goods to wash away the shame, was naturally not going to let this accident delay the progress of the matter. As long as he could pry the location of the smuggled goods out of the dark wizard, he would not care about the existence of that mysterious person.

Meanwhile, the mysterious man Fudge mentioned was currently holed up in his room at the orphanage, taking inventory of the items he had pulled from the two obviously fleeing dark wizards. Although he didn't know why the two dark wizards hadn't used more magical or wizarding methods to escape but instead chose to run away in such an ordinary way, he had somehow managed to deal with the potential risks facing the orphanage.

"Two wands... they don't seem to be rejecting me? It seems the loyalty of a dark wizard's wands isn't all that great."

Red tossed the wands to his soul essence, which almost instantly took complete control of them. The two wands, which came from the dark wizard, became extensions of Red's power without any resistance.

After acquiring the wand, the Soul Essence's spellcasting efficiency clearly improved significantly. More importantly, even if someone could deduce the spellcaster's identity based on the traces at the scene, they would never be able to find Red. After all, the nature of the power manifested by his Soul Essence was completely different from his own physical power.

"There's still a bunch of materials... Let's leave these alchemical artifacts for now. It wouldn't be good to break them if we moved them without knowing what they are."

After carefully packing up all the odds and ends, Reid placed them at the bottom of his suitcase, intending to find a place to dispose of them later. Perhaps the Silent Bookstore would be a good option, but he didn't plan to bring these unfamiliar items into the bookstore rashly.

"Anyway, the traces have been dealt with, and those guys who look like wizard police didn't notice me. No one would have thought that a first-year wizard could do this... That's good."

Red stretched his neck, preparing to enjoy his last day of vacation before returning to Hogwarts the next day to become an ordinary first-year wizard again. As for the kind person who eliminated the dark wizard... Red could only say that he didn't see them at that time.

Of course, Fudge didn't forget about it either, and he chose a method that was more suitable for his bureaucratic nature.

"Headmaster Dumbledore, I need your help with something..."

Fudge picked up his quill and began writing a letter of appeal in elegant handwriting. Although it was essentially a plea for help, the way Fudge phrased the words made it seem as if he was giving Dumbledore a chance to resolve the matter. So much so that when the letter arrived at Hogwarts with Red, Dumbledore found it somewhat absurd.

"Young Red, could you demonstrate that? Yes... how you single-handedly dealt with those two dark wizards without using any magic."

Dumbledore, still smiling, picked up his teacup, took a sip of tea, and then stuffed a candy that looked like a cockroach into his mouth.

"It's very simple. Walk to a blind spot and then hit someone on the neck. If they don't die, they'll just pass out. That's it."

Red's footsteps were silent and swift, almost instantly reaching Dumbledore's blind spot. If it weren't for magic, Dumbledore even suspected that he might have lost sight of Red in actual combat.

"That's it. Some subtle techniques. Harry actually knows a little bit of this too, but he doesn't usually use it, since we don't usually need to use it either."

Red stretched his shoulders. This assassin's technique didn't come from the [Scarred Discipline], but from another great art more focused on practical combat skills: [Scythe and Eclipse].

【Sickle and Eclipse LV1】: Salt and Silver; Balance, Necessity, and Blame. (Aspect: 2nd Edge, 1st Moon) (Effectively combats decay)

This great art is more like a collection of assassination techniques and weapon handling skills. At least, the people who like to use similar techniques the most are a group of executioners belonging to the Mansu and some assassin organizations. They are all people who like to act in secrecy.

"Harry too?"

Dumbledore felt a dampness on his forehead. He had just given James Potter's Invisibility Cloak to Harry as a Christmas present, and now Red was telling him that Harry also possessed this stealth technique. With the Invisibility Cloak, Dumbledore didn't even want to imagine how outrageous Harry's stealth would be.

"You've really given me a tough time..." Dumbledore sighed; he truly felt exhausted.

"Speaking of which, these dark wizards seem to be quite well-organized. Headmaster Dumbledore, would you mind telling me about it?"

Dumbledore paused, clearly not expecting Red to ask such a question, but in the end he just sighed, like an old man preparing to tell a story, and pushed up his glasses.

"Yes, these dark wizards have formed many different organizations, most of which were ineffective. Only one organization founded by two people caused immense damage to the wizarding world..."