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Two hundred and sixtieth chapters black mark

Not far from where Aisha fell, a black-robed male witch stood with a magic wand in her hand. Ivan's murderous intent rose to the extreme, and his black eyes automatically transformed into orange-yellow vertical pupils!

Perhaps because he noticed the movement when Ivan came in, the male witch turned her head suddenly, but before she could do anything, she met those snake eyes!

At the moment of looking at each other, the black-robed witch felt that her body was sucked in by those eyes, her soul floating and disconnected, and all thoughts and thoughts disappeared without a trace.

Bang ~

The black-robed witch fell to the ground in a daze, and there was no sound.

Ivan covered his eyes, and the magic in his body was half evacuated, but he still endured the discomfort and rushed to Aisha.

Noting that blood was slowly flowing out of Aisha's back, Ivan helped her up in panic and pressed her wand against the bloody wound on her back.

"The scars are healed!" Ivan shouted loudly.

The green fluorescent light flashed at the top of the wand, and the magic quickly took effect, and the wound gradually healed.

Ivan couldn't be happy because there was too much blood underground. He trembled slightly and tried Aishia's breath with his fingers, and felt her heartbeat.

As a result, I felt nothing, and even due to excessive blood loss, Aisha's body was cold...

"No, no! Maybe there is still salvation. This is the magic world, not the Muggle's hospital!" Ivan kept comforting himself in his heart. It should be too late that he could ask Dobi to send Acia to the St. Muggle Magic Injury Hospital.

Thinking of this, Ivan shouted to the hall surrounded by dust and ruins.

"Doby!"

The slightly hoarse shouts kept echoing, but no one responded for a long time...

Ivan hit the ground with a punch. He remembered that Dobby needed to be responsible for selling the last batch of magic materials today, so he would not follow him.

"Damn it, where is the St. Mungo Magic Injury Hospital?" Ivan kept mobilizing the memories in his mind.

He vaguely remembered that the entrance was at a Muggle department store, which was very far away from here, so it would be too late to use a normal method.

Dougt!

Ivan suddenly thought of him. Dougt's mansion was very close to this place and was once the deputy director of the St. Mungo Magic Injury Hospital. Maybe there was a way to save Acia!

Thinking of this, Ivan stood up again, waved his wand to suspend Aisia's body. He then took Aisia toward Dougt's mansion.

There was no one on the street outside the door and all the doors and windows were tightly closed. Ivan walked through a remote alley, and Dougt's mansion was far away.

It seems that there is no attack here, but it is still the usual way, with the empty trees and weeds around it obviously lacking care.

Ivan knocked heavily on the door, and then felt it was too slow, so he prepared to try the unlocking spell.

At this moment, the door was opened.

Dougte, behind the door, still looked at him with a sloppy expression.

"Director Dougt, is my mother still saved?" Ivan made an effort to let go and revealed Aisia, who was floating quietly in the air behind him.

Dougt's eyes turned to Aisha, looked at it for a while, and his expression was much calmer than Ivan imagined, and he spoke.

"She is dead!"

"I'm asking you if she's still saved?" Ivan did not refute Dougt's words, but instead strengthened his tone again.

"No one can save a dead person!" Dougt glanced at him deeply.

Ivan was silent for a while, and realized that Dougt's reaction was not right, and his hand was already on the wand.

Bang ~

Just as the two sides were confronting each other, a slight noise came from the upstairs...

"What is that?" Ivan did not look up, his eyes still staring at Dougt. The magic fluorescent light flashed at the top of the wand, and the iron armor curse had already blessed him.

"Maybe it's a cat, who knows?" Dougt said casually.

"I don't remember you keeping that thing..." Ivan's vigilance increased to the extreme. He suspected that Dougt in front of him was not himself at all.

However, at this time, Ivan's eyes keenly noticed Dougt's left hand holding the door handle, and a mark of a skull was engraved on his wrist.

A winding snake crawled out of the big mouth of the skull and formed an inner ring of the eight characters on its wrist.

Ivan shivered and said word by word.

"Dark Mark, are you a Death Eater?!"

He suddenly understood why Dougt, as the vice president more than ten years ago, was fired from the St. Mungo Magic Injury Hospital, and why he was almost arrested in Azkaban...

Because more than ten years ago, Voldemort fell...

Ivan found that he seemed to have been underestimating the former dean in front of him, or that he had never really understood him...

"Does she know you are a Death Eater?" Ivan asked coldly with his eyes staring at Dougt.

"Maybe I don't know..." Dougt looked at his wrist with an unknown meaning. He was not wearing the weird wizard robe with long and short sleeves today, so naturally he could not cover the black magic mark on his wrist.

Dougt's attitude seemed to ignite a powder barrel. Ivan's anger had risen to the extreme, and his eyes faintly changed into orange-yellow vertical pupils.

Paying attention to Ivan's emotional changes, Dougt's mouth suddenly had a sarcastic smile, "I advise you not to waste time with me. If you have that skill, you might as well think about what you did..."

"It's the same if you ask!" Ivan's tone became more and more unkind, and he confirmed what Dougt should know. He subconsciously wanted to use the bloodline magic of the Unicorn Shadow.

But the white mist drifted out and collapsed in an instant...

The escort of the gods is a rare emotional magic that requires the caster's happy emotions as a guide, but Ivan found that he could not be happy no matter how he thought about it.

Bang ~

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Dougt's left hand, engraved with the black demon's mark, had already closed the door.

The next moment, an explosion sounded and the door was blasted open!

Ivan walked in. The hall was very messy, with messy wine bottles piled up.

There are no figures here, nor any signs of fighting.

"Phantom Moves?!" Ivan's face looked very ugly. He could disappear from his sight in this short period of time, and only Phantom Moves could do it.

Even so, Ivan still held Dougt and had the possibility of hiding in the mansion, and blasted the entire mansion with the explosion.

In just a few minutes, Dougt's mansion collapsed...

After venting, Ivan looked at Aisha, who was floating beside him, closed his eyes as if he was asleep, and stood there in a daze for a long time.

Ivan vaguely felt something liquid slid down his cheeks.

Is it raining again?

Ivan looked up and saw the sky was covered with dark clouds, accompanied by a flash of lightning.

Heavy rain poured down...

Ivan's wand lightly tapped, creating a magic barrier to block the raindrops for Aishia, and then silently returned.

The raindrops as big as beans hit Ivan's body, and his clothes were wet and transparent, but Ivan didn't care. The cold rain could keep him awake.

Countless thoughts emerged in Ivan's mind and entered the black magic store.

Ivan waved his wand to restore the broken hole. His thoughts were so calm that he murmured to himself.

"There must be a chance, as long as I can get that...time converter!"
Chapter completed!
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