Chapter 297: Newmontgard (Part 1)

It is entirely possible to guess that the cunning and shrewdly sold this information to the German Ministry of Magic and earned another gold coin.
Of course, the German Ministry of Magic will not be too serious, at most send one or two Aurors to check.
This happens from time to time, even if the address is exhausted to hide, many people from home and abroad come to take the risk of adventure. In addition, even if there is a Muggle expulsion spell, there are always Muggle fishermen who miss the net. Into.
After all, the sea is wide and boundless, it is difficult to cast spells, and the effect is not guaranteed.
Therefore, there are many patrolling ships near Newmontgard. In more cases, it serves as a chase. Unless it is a truly mischievous person, it will be handled seriously.
A lonely vessel approaching not far away does not seem to be the result of serious treatment.
The intelligence dealer didn't want to set himself on fire.
At this time, the two jumped from the dilapidated ship and plunged into the sea water. Furong quickly put tough transparent bubbles on the heads of the two, so that they could breathe temporarily under the water.
Bubble head curse, she used it in the second event of the top three competition, and she was very skilled.
The sea water is not cold. The winter sun shines on the surface of the sea water, sparkling, and even a little warm, but the situation seems not optimistic.
"What should I do now?" Furong sank under the water, asking nervously through the bubbles.
Sound waves penetrated the sea, creating waves, and Malfoy barely guessed what Furong wanted to ask through his mouth.
He raised his head slightly, and through the blue and black waters, he vaguely saw the huge black shadow above their heads, driving towards them.
This is naturally a patrol ship of the German Ministry of Magic.
"Of course it was a robbery." Malfoy quickly replied with a mouth shape, and then swayed his legs swiftly, stroked his arms, and instead walked towards the shadow.
Hibiscus can only follow.
This ship seems to be much more upscale. It is a ship specially used by the German Ministry of Magic to patrol. There are many excellent protection spells and modified cover spells. A thick layer of iron is wrapped around the hull. Strong and powerful, it fits the German style.
A sorcerer wore a standard black robe with a shiny medal attached to his chest. He kept waving his wand at the stern and waved at the water in front of him from time to time. It seemed that he was providing for the ship power.
Use the recoil to drive the ship.
"The boat is not so open." A voice suddenly caught the wizard's attention. He turned his head immediately, and then a spell hit his head. The man fell to the ground and lay on the deck.
"Lucas? Why didn't the boat move?" a wizard standing on the rudder in front asked aloud, and was soon subdued as well.
A disarming spell hit his wrist with unmatched precision, the wand was thrown high, and then hit his head hard.
Malfoy grabbed the hull with his hand, pedaled, rolled over and boarded the boat, then stretched out his hand and pulled up the lotus still soaking in the sea,
"This is the first time I have attacked a public official." Furong said a little anxiously, even if it was an arrogant rebellion, it was limited during the student years. This span was too large, making her a little difficult to adapt.
Directly crossed the law.
The two had now stood on the center plate of the sailing boat. Two Aurors of the German Ministry of Magic were with ropes and thrown aside. Their mouths were sealed with seals, and their wands were tied to the top of the mast. .
Looking at this Auror's way of navigating the ship, Malfoy couldn't help laughing, maybe just as Muggles couldn't accept supernatural magic, the wizards were not very clever about Muggles' inventions.
They didn't even raise their sails, all driven by a spell like "wind curse".
At this time, Malfoy began to count the loot. First of all, the uniform must be taken off. The two of them should simply mix in and pretend to be Auror. It is very simple.
"The benefits of rigor." Malfoy raised the green leather notebook in his hand, which he found from a crew member.
On a page with the latest handwriting, it says something like a diary, but it is not, it should be a calendar.
"Succeed at 8 o'clock in the morning and patrol the waters near the prison."
"Takeover at 12 noon, take an hour off, and end the maritime patrol."
"I received a report today that an outsider tried to enter Newmongarde. The location of the sea area is probably southwest of the island, and I have to deal with it."
Auror recorded all the details of what he has to do in this note today.
"They keep all these things on the notebook?" Furong's eyes widened in disbelief.
"Maybe it's a mistake." Malfoy shrugged.
"At least for now it's a good thing for us," he continued, and handed Furong a transparent glass bottle filled with liquid.
"You know how to do it~EbookFREE.me~Of course." Furong took the bottle slightly reluctantly.
"What's your name? Lucas? I seem to be called Jim?" Furong muttered, looking at the Aurors' documents.
Malfoy approached the rudder at this time and began to adjust its direction, while Furong raised the mast and used the wind to provide power to drive in the original direction.
The schedule also revealed the direction.
Otherwise, the two German Aurors may be more guilty. Even if they do not use any soul-killing curse to ask the intelligence, but some hypnotic curse is not difficult.
The turbulent waves beat the dark rough stone walls and the black painted reefs relentlessly. The towering tower in the middle of the island is intimidating, and occasionally a few seagulls flew past the tower. This is the only one nearby. vitality.
Newmontgarde, like Azkaban, stands on an isolated island surrounded by the sea.
Anti-Phantom Shift magic has been applied here, and the only way to go is through ships.
Of course, if someone can master the magic about flying, maybe they can also break through the blockade.
Perhaps the towering black tower has attracted too much attention. Few people have noticed the situation at the foot of the tower. Most of the wizards in the nearby sea are just watching the prison from afar, afraid to get close, afraid of being found. This excuse was locked in.
The nature of normal people is still to avoid harm.
Apart from the staff of the German Ministry of Magic, few people are willing to go to this place.
And if outsiders really come here, you will find that there are not only high towers, there are military fortifications similar to Muggles under the towers, and the tall walls surround the Newmongad tower, showing a style. A stereotyped, rigorous and square style. The black-painted walls make people look at one glance, and they can't help feeling a trace of coolness and chill.