Chapter 389 I Need You

Even though Wade and Dumbledore were sure that Rita Skeeter had sent out a distress signal on this island and that there were indeed weapons against wizards in this place, they did not immediately regard the other party as an enemy.

The attacking puppets looked extremely ferocious, but in fact, each one followed an order - not to kill people.

As for broken hands and feet or a few broken ribs, this was not a big deal in the wizarding world.

The two sneaked into the island to investigate the identities of these people. But this part of the information has not been found yet. They first saw a large number of experimental reports, rosters and trading catalogs.

[0203: Mario Hogan, 15 years old, heart match, blood match, good health... processed. ]

[0241: Benedict Duke, 13 years old, kidney match, blood match, good health... processed. ]

[0128: Jasmine Camille, 14 years old, liver match, bone marrow match, heart match, good health... processed. 】

【1957: Anastasia Joy, 9 years old, heart and lung match, bone marrow match... Suffering from infectious diseases, destroyed. 】

Behind the simple lines of text are bloody organ pictures, and fresh lives are forced to be buried.

These are just a few documents that Wade picked out casually. The documents he didn't read are neatly arranged on the shelf, densely packed.

In the folders marked [Magic], there are more detailed personal files.

The first page is a photo of a young child, and there are detailed information comparable to the political review form behind it. Some blood relationships can be traced back to the great-great-grandfather generation.

Then there are physical examination reports that are as detailed as the growth rate of hair, and countless experimental records that are completely unrelated to humanity.

Under those cruel experiments, young wizards quickly became consumables. Some of them burst out with extremely powerful power in despair, causing great losses to the base.

Then they learned various means to restrict wizards, the most important of which is the mutual interference between electromagnetic fields and magic energy fields. Now underage wizards are wearing a collar called a restriction ring, which makes them completely unable to use their powers normally.

This causes those children to have to endure the cruel treatment of the base, but they can't even commit suicide.

"Stupid Muggles." Dumbledore said coldly after seeing these documents: "This will have very terrible consequences-I hope they haven't made a big mistake yet."

Wade glanced at the security guard who fell beside him.

This is a fat man with a round face and body, and round eyes. He looks like an innocent raccoon and is the guardian of this place.

When he broke in, Wade only used a coma spell to make him sleep, but after reading a few documents, he used truth serum to force the fat administrator to reveal the truth--

"I don't know how many people were sent here, I haven't counted... No one needs to know this..."

"Children are sent here every month, sometimes 20 to 30, sometimes 100 to 200... There is no pattern. If I have to say, there are more people when there is a war, and the same is true when there are natural disasters and man-made disasters..."

"Raise them for a while, and when you meet a suitable buyer, you can sell them... blood, organs, bone marrow, skin... anything."

"Even if there is an infectious disease and the organs cannot be used, there are people who specialize in collecting bones and eyes... The sphenoid bone is the butterfly-like bone in front of the head. This has the most collectors and sells for the most money..."

"In fact, the ones sent to us are all discarded. The good-looking children and the talented little wizards who are easy to brainwash are all sent to other places... We just pick up the garbage that others don't want and recycle it..."

The fat administrator said terrible words in an ordinary tone.

After a few more questions, Wade found that this seemingly honest man actually had several lives on his hands.

The job of "scavenger" had nothing to do with him, but in order to relieve the pressure of work and for the absurd reason of "fun", he gave gifts to other colleagues and asked them to let him have the opportunity to participate.

When Wade was about to do something, a buzzing sound suddenly sounded, and the two had to start resisting the pain of boiling magic, and the fat administrator was knocked unconscious again to prevent him from taking the opportunity to do something.

When it was over, Wade asked: "Professor, do you think... do we still need to hold back on these people?"

Beside Dumbledore, he originally wanted to act more "great and glorious", but at this moment, he felt that he could not continue to endure.

Dumbledore sighed: "I never want you to be too kind to your enemies, Wade - I just hope you don't underestimate the value of life."

"I understand..."

Wade waved his hand, and the firebird Mihael excitedly poked his head out of the closet space, the flames on its body dancing, and in an instant, the temperature in the room seemed to rise by several degrees.

But Dumbledore pressed Mihael's head in the air, and the firebird looked at him in confusion.

"Go back." Dumbledore said.

The language of the white wizard seemed to contain some powerful magic, and Mihael fell back into the closet space involuntarily.

Wade frowned: "Professor?"

"You don't need to come, Wade." Dumbledore said: "I don't want to see your soul hurt."

As soon as he finished speaking, he waved his hand, and a ball of blazing flames enveloped the fat administrator's body.

The man suddenly woke up from his coma. As soon as he jumped up, he immediately fell down, opened his mouth wide, and died in a posture where he wanted to scream but did not scream.

Vader ignored the scorching temperature behind him, but looked at Dumbledore and asked: "Where is your soul, sir?"

"Saving innocent children from torture and death and sending demons who roam the earth to hell does not hurt my soul."

Dumbledore said gently: "Vade, I have come through two wars, not by shouting slogans or using love to influence the enemy - I know when to make up my mind."

"But you're too young, kid. I'm not worried about your magical abilities - I know you're capable of wiping out any enemy in front of you, and they'll look like scarecrows compared to you."

"I know you have a mature mind and outstanding magic. I have always been very proud of you, Vader."

"But I'm worried - I'm afraid that you won't be able to tell the difference between fighting to protect and fighting to kill. I'm afraid that you will be addicted to the pleasure of taking life and death, and take taking other people's lives as a routine , means of solving problems.”

"I have seen the most outstanding wizards in the world fall into depravity. I know that many outstanding young people originally just wanted to speak out for those who were persecuted, but in the end they became the darkness itself that harmed the world."

"They believe in their own power and believe that their efforts are all to save the world, but in the end they get lost on the road to salvation..."

"Those people have lost their respect for life and death and their compassion for ordinary people. Even if they slaughter an innocent baby, they will only pity their own pain, but will not pity the innocent suffering people."

"So wait a little longer, Vader. I'm not looking down on you, I just hope you don't let your soul be contaminated before you build a strong enough mental defense."

Wade: "..."

At this moment, he really hoped that Dumbledore would be like Harry in the original work, either turning a blind eye to him, or simply forcefully preventing him from participating.

——This way Vader can feel at ease and ignore Dumbledore's opinions and do things according to his own wishes.

But he really couldn't resist others' gentle and sincere teachings and detailed instructions.

At this time, there was no time for the two of them to talk to each other and convince each other. Wade could only say: "Then what should I do? Do you want me to just watch?"

"Of course not." Dumbledore laughed: "I need you to protect those children, find Ms. Skeeter, and ensure their safety - you can do it, right?"

"--certainly."

…

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom--"

Explosions roared one after another, raging fire shot into the sky, telephone poles broke, underground cables flew into the air, twisted and entangled, and machines that were originally roaring underground suddenly flew out and exploded in mid-air.

After experiencing a strong magnetic field attack, Dumbledore had completely figured out the location of these things.

He doesn't need to know how they work, he just needs to destroy them all to the point that they cannot be used normally.

The Headmaster knew very well how fragile Muggle machinery was.

The men in black who rushed up fell down one after another. The researchers in white coats ran away in panic, but they fell down while grabbing their chests.

This time, the principal showed no mercy.

Only then did Vader see in him the terrifying aura that made Grindelwald jealous and Voldemort afraid.

He knew that because there were still some innocent children on the island and the poor wizards who accidentally fell, Dumbledore still stayed.

Otherwise, the entire island has turned into a sea of ​​​​fire at this moment. How would these people have a chance to struggle and escape?

but--

When you need it, just say, "I'll teach you magic."

When not needed, it's: "You're too young, Vader."

As he ran towards the dungeon, Vader was still muttering angrily in his heart.

But he still faithfully carried out Dumbledore's orders... or requests.

no way.

"I need you."

——Although this sentence is ordinary, it always has powerful power.

The fat administrator naturally knew the location of the dungeon. It was not a separate building, but was hidden at the bottom of the research room, separated by two entire floors.

So even though there was a quarrel above, it was still quiet here, except for a few guards walking around frequently in the corridor in the middle of the cell.

When the buzzing ended, Rita Skeeter quickly transformed into a beetle, and the children who had deliberately blocked the bed dispersed.

The sound of boots hitting the ground sounded again.

They sat on the floor and watched silently as the guard walked up and down the corridor with a frown on his face. From time to time, he whispered into his earphones or exchanged glances with the people around him, and then continued walking up and down.

The children in the cell were also whispering to each other——

"what happened?"

''They don't usually patrol so frequently...''

"Do we need people over there again?"

"I can't see it, they seem to be in some kind of trouble."

"Mabel, what do you think? Mabel?"

Maybelle looked at the sky blankly, and after a while she said, "I don't know."

Luke raised his head and looked outside, then lowered his head, as if he was not interested in anything.

The back of his hand was scratched before, and he was licking his wound like a cat licking its paw.

Rita wanted to say something to them, but she knew that for safety, she would not make any noise, which was the best arrangement for all of them.

She crawled around on the old blanket in a distracted manner, and suddenly heard the sound of "thump", "thump".

The guard in the corridor fell down without warning, and with a "bang", his nose seemed to be flattened.

They heard footsteps, and everyone became quiet again.

Then, Rita heard the voice of a teenager asking: "Just these guys? Are there other guards here?"

No one answered him, and the frightened and injured children just stared at him in silence, as if they didn't understand English.

Rita was stunned for a moment, then suddenly jumped forward, turned back into human form, grabbed the railing and shouted: "Ved! Ved Grey! Is it really you? Are you here to save us?"

Like the other children before, she squeezed her face between the iron bars, almost deformed, and completely forgot that she could turn into a beetle and fly out.

"Rita?"

Ved was also a little surprised, and walked over quickly and said: "Thank Merlin, you are okay. I didn't expect you to hide in the cell."

As he spoke, he used the unlocking spell to unlock the cell.

Rita Skeeter rushed out immediately, and was about to give Ved a hug excitedly, but saw the tip of the wand pointing at her nose.

"Wait a minute, prove that you are Rita Skeeter herself."

Ved said expressionlessly.

Rita Skeeter, who was about to cry, froze suddenly. She raised her hands pitifully and tried to recall the few interactions between her and Ved.

"I...you gave me the invisibility cloak..."

"It was borrowed...but forget it." Wade put down his wand and asked, "Where is the invisibility cloak?"

"They broke it." Rita said anxiously, "Never mind that - how many people did you bring?"

"Two."

"What? Only two?" Rita screamed.

"The other one is Dumbledore." Wade said.

"That's good, it should be no problem to escape from here." Rita breathed a sigh of relief and asked hurriedly, "Where is Dumbledore? You didn't fall into the Muggle trap, did you? That buzzing sound..."

"It's not the sound waves that affect magic, but the magnetic field here..."

Wade realized that Rita would not understand halfway through his words, so he simply swallowed the rest of his words.

"Get ready, I'll take you away."

He waved his wand, and the locks of all the cells around him were opened. The thin and pale children looked at each other, and after a long time, someone finally bravely walked out first.

"If you can save us, can you also save Hailey?" A girl suddenly said loudly: "She was taken away by those people!"

The corridor suddenly became quiet.