Lord of the Nation: Mutated golden talent at the beginning

Looking at the frog cub crawling on the table, Lorne had a complicated expression.

He really didn't expect that this compass was actually stolen from Jack Sparrow.

Looking at this appearance, it is estimated that he was chased all the way.

"Quack!"

The frogcub pointed to its mouth and chirped to make it clear.

"Good work. "

Lorne placed the buttery bread he had prepared next to it.

The souvenirs he brought back this time were really beyond his expectations.

Because this compass that can only point to what you need in your heart is so precious.

With this compass, many of Lorne's current problems have been solved.

For example, the sacrifices and the most important DNA tissue that Senior Tom needed when he was resurrected.

A person who lives in this world will definitely leave some traces.

Lorne couldn't believe that with this compass, he couldn't find half of Tom's hair!

He lifted the octagonal compass, and the pointer on it spun rapidly, and soon stopped in one direction.

Southeast!

There is what he needs most at the moment.

A smile appeared on Lorne's lips at the sight of the stopped pointer.

"Sure enough—the living sacrifice Tom needs is over there at the Cauldron Bar. "

Looking at the palm-sized compass, Lorne thought for a moment and aimed his wand at it.

"Shrink down!"

With the casting of the shrinking spell, the compass that was originally the size of a palm quickly became the size of a pendant.

After tying it with a piece of black rope, Lorne tied it around his wrist.

Originally, he wanted to hang it on his chest, but he already had a horse charm around his neck.

Putting the compass away, Lorne turned off the still playing TV and prepared to go to bed.

When it's time for tomorrow, it's time for action!

......

Wake up early.

Lorne had a brief breakfast, and then he was ready to head out to the Leaky Cauldron.

It's a hot day, so he's wearing only a light short coat.

As the vortex of Kamui appeared, Lorne's figure was slowly sucked in.

Because the spatial coordinates were set near the Leaky Cauldron Bar before, there was no need to run in the car.

I have to say that Kamui's space ninjutsu is still very convenient in terms of hurrying.

Knock the walls of the Leaky Cauldron Bar open with his wand, and walk into Diagon Alley, a long-future future.

Probably because of the heat in recent days, there aren't many wizards on the streets.

Lorne found a shady corner, then opened the octagonal compass on his wrist.

The compass's hands rotate a few times and point to a position.

Following the pointer point, I soon came to the mouth of a dark alley.

The location of the entrance to Tumbledown Alley.

Lorne had been here twice, and he was familiar with the place.

If you want to find the Death Eaters, you have to look for them in Tumbledown Alley, which is full of talents.

Half-squinting his pale blue eyes, he walked slowly into the gloomy alley.

There are a lot more wizards in Tumbledown Alley than Diagon Alley, but the atmosphere is extremely oppressive, and every wizard who passes by has an indifferent face.

Lorne's blonde hair and handsome face attracted dark eyes from many corners.

He also felt these gazes, and didn't take them to heart.

It's just a bunch of sewer rats.

No threat to Lorne at the moment.

But if they do it......

Then you have to go and find a living sacrifice.

The corners of Lorne's mouth curled up slightly at the thought of this.

The position of the pointer changed all the time as he got closer to the target, which meant that the Death Eater he was looking for was also moving.

"Is it right here?"

After walking for a while, Lorne stopped.

This is the northernmost part of Tumbledown Alley, where collapsed houses are everywhere, and there are even some unknown tombstones in the corners.

Is there such a place in Tumbledown Alley?

Lorne had been hanging out around Borgin's store all along, and he hadn't even gone so far into Tumbledown Alley the last time Marcel was captured.

"Found you. "

Lorne looked at the compass in his hand and chuckled.

Unguarded, he made a detour to the back of a collapsed house.

However, before he could get closer, a rapid roar was heard.

"Selwyn, you're cheating on me!"

"It's not a wolf poison potion at all!"

Selwyn and the Wolf Poison Elixir?

Lorne paused.

He had heard the little witch teach him about the family, which was one of the twenty-eight pure-blood families like Malfoy.

When Voldemort first rose, their family was a well-deserved fanatical follower.

As for the wolf poison potion...

It seems that Selwyn was trading with a werewolf.

"Morris, you must know that the wolf poison potion developed by Belby is not so easy to get hold of. "

"What's more, what you lowly werewolf helped me do is not worth hundreds of gold galleons!"

A voice with a sneering tone sounded, sounding like a middle-aged man.

Failed transaction?

Hearing this, Lorne almost understood.

But the presence of a werewolf here was a surprise to him.

Werewolf!

Lorne glanced down at the horse charm on his chest and couldn't help but squint.

Just tried to make the curse of the werewolf worked.

With that in mind, Lorne closed the compass and walked out from behind the collapsed house.

"Who are you?"

A figure suddenly appeared that made the two people present stunned.

"Oh, a little wizard who stumbled by mistake. "

After taking a good look at Lorne's appearance, one of the middle-aged men in a gorgeous gown laughed.

The gold-encrusted scepter in his hand was aimed at his head, and a green glow emerged.

"This isn't the place for you—"

"Selwyn, you're really up to it!"

A black-robed man next to him gritted his teeth, and the wand in his hand was also aimed at Selwyn.

"Death Eaters!"

Pointed at the wand, Lorne's expression did not panic at all, and he snapped his fingers lightly in his hand.

"Thunder!"

"You're talking nonsense—"

Selwyn frowned at the strange blonde wizard, but before he could finish his sentence, he saw a golden thunderbolt fall from mid-air.

Boom –

Selwyn, who was still very arrogant, had lost consciousness, and he was lying on the ground in a mess, his limbs still twitching.

Carl, who was wearing a black robe, saw this scene, his lips trembled and he couldn't speak, and the wand in his hand fell to the ground unsteadily.