Chapter 268: Not So Dark Demon's Mark Bruce pulled out his Bat Staff. This thing that he had been studying for a long time but couldn't find a use for, finally came in handy at this moment. How can something blessed by God's vengeful spirit not be considered God's power? Of course, how to use this thing is also a difficult problem now. Bruce couldn't activate the power in it, and at best could only use it as a short stick. But a stick has its uses. let's go! Bruce leaped up, his feet strengthened by nanoparticles, and he gripped the Batstaff with both hands, stabbing it down like a dagger. "Ah--"
When he stabbed the staff, Bruce heard a sneer in his ear. That was Gabriel's laughter. Sure enough, this guy didn't go far away and was watching from the side. He laughed at Bruce's recklessness and ignorance, and when the spell was ineffective, he actually picked up a staff and acted as a melee wizard. Bruce ignored all this. Gabriel would soon see whether his actions were effective or not. prick-- The bat staff stabbed into the Devon Demon's eye, and countless black smoke instantly poured out of the wound instead of the imagined gushing blood. The demon struggled violently and threw Bruce away. Bruce turned in the air and landed safely. Gabriel's laughter disappeared, which proved that what Bruce had done had completely exceeded his imagination. The Devonshire Demon roared madly, and the sound echoed throughout the swamp. The black smoke kept tangling together in mid-air, twisting and deforming, like a pool of amorphous creatures, experiencing the pain of death. "It works!" Katum yelled in Bruce's mind. As the black smoke continued to pour out, the Devonshire Demon's body seemed to be drained out, his movements became slower and slower, and finally with a loud bang, he fell to the ground. Its body began to shrink until it turned into a dead coyote, no longer having the terrifying appearance it had before. Bruce stretched out his hand, cast a flying spell, and took back the bat staff. The Devonshire Devil was dead, but not completely dead. The twisted black smoke in the sky was obviously its true form. Bruce raised his head, without a trace of relief on his face. He is still waiting for the final result. Although it is indeed the power of God, they are two different worlds after all. Whether the bat staff can completely kill the devil depends on what happens next.
But fortunately, Bruce was not disappointed. The black smoke gathered together and whistled across the swamp. It kept twisting and struggling, but it could not change the fact that it gradually dissipated. As Bruce watched along the way, the black smoke finally dissipated. "Success." Bruce looked at the Bat Staff and said softly, "It seems to be working." He raised his head and asked loudly: "Gabriel, did you guess this ending?" No one answered. Gabriel probably really left this time. …… Hermione held Ginny's hand and ran in the dark with the other friends. She could hear children crying, and anxious shouts and voices echoing in the cold night air. "Ouch!" Hermione heard a scream, it sounded like Ron's voice. "what happened?" She stopped dead in her tracks. "Ron, where are you? Oh, we're so stupid - Lumos!" She lit her wand and used the narrow beam of light to illuminate the path. Ron was lying on the ground, curled up in a ball, and Harry was standing beside him, holding his stomach. The two seemed to have bumped into each other in the dark. at this time-- "Wait! Where's Bruce!" Only then did Hermione realize that Bruce was no longer around her. Ron touched his head and climbed up: "George and Fred are missing too, but they should be fine." "We have to go find Bruce!" Hermione shouted, "He's alone, and we don't know if he's in danger." Harry said with a bitter face: "But where can we find ..." "Hey--" Before he could finish his words, he heard a call from afar. Turning around, he saw Bruce running towards them, waving. "Bruce!" Hermione screamed, ran over quickly, and slapped Bruce on the head. "Where have you been?" Her voice was loud but incoherent, and one could even faintly hear a hint of crying. "If anything happens to you, how can I explain myself when I return?"
"I'm actually not far away, but I can't see you." Bruce apologized and said, "If you had turned on the fluorescent light earlier, I would have been able to find you earlier." Hermione suddenly stopped talking. She felt it was her fault for not thinking of the Luminescent Charm earlier. Miss Know-It-All didn't work this time. "You shouldn't blame yourself, Hermione," Bruce said. "It was me who got carried away in the dark." "Of course it's your problem!" Hermione patted Bruce's head again, finally not looking as bitter as before. At this time, the sound of Apparition came from the side, and the voice of an adult wizard sounded. "Are you guys okay?" Bruce turned around and saw that it was Ludo Bagman, the Head of the Department of Magical Games and Sports. He was Apparating everywhere at this time, helping to evacuate the scene. "We're fine, Mr. Bagman," said Hermione. "We just had a little hiccup." "That's good. You have to be careful. There's a big trouble going on now." Bagman didn't explain in detail what was going on, but Bruce knew it was something about Devon's demon. It seems that the other party doesn't know that the demon has been destroyed. "You are now in a safe place. It's best not to run around. Otherwise, if you get separated—" Before he could finish his words, a loud explosion was heard in the distance. Everyone looked in the direction of the explosion at the same time, and saw a green glowing object hanging in the distant sky. It was a huge skull pattern with a giant python coiled around it. Bagman's expression instantly turned to horror. "The Dark Mark!" He shouted loudly, but soon frowned again. "Something feels wrong." He carefully observed the pattern on the horizon and found that it was indeed very similar to the Dark Mark, with elements of skulls and pythons, but the structure was fundamentally different. The pattern of the Dark Mark is a skull spitting out a python like a tongue, but this pattern is a symbiosis of the skull and the python. mischief?! Mr. Bagman's face turned livid. How could someone make such a bad joke at a time like this? It must not be tolerated! Without another word, he Apparated away, leaving Bruce and the other five waiting there, staring at each other in bewilderment. "What was that?" Ron said first. "I heard the word Dark Mark." "Well... I saw the Dark Mark in The Rise and Fall of the Dark Arts."
Hermione stroked her chin and said, "But something doesn't seem right." Ginny stood by and looked around. She didn't care what the Dark Mark was. She just wanted to go home quickly. A few children were waiting here and didn't run around. Soon, a fierce quarrel was heard from a distance. Bruce looked back and found that the Director of the Department of International Magical Exchange and Cooperation, Barty Crouch, was escorting the Weasley twins towards him. Mr. Weasley was also there, arguing loudly with Crouch. "Listen, Barty!" Mr. Weasley's tone was clearly filled with anger. "George and Fred do love to play pranks, but they definitely didn't do what happened just now! I can guarantee it with my integrity!" "Arthur, this is not something you and I can decide!" Crouch flashed the wand in his hand, "See? This is your son's wand. There are traces of corpse reappearance on it!" "We just fainted!" George cried. "Someone used my wand!" "Really?" Claude said sullenly. "Save these words for the jury." "It's really not me. I don't even know that spell!" George kept sticking to his story, but Barty Crouch didn't listen at all. As they passed Bruce and the others, Mr. Weasley noticed the children. "So you are here." He lowered his head and said, "The riot is over. You guys go back to the tent first. I can handle it. Don't worry." After that, he followed Barty Crouch with a serious face. He wanted to ensure that his children would not be treated unfairly. "Wow!" When Mr. Arthur walked away, Ginny suddenly started crying softly. "George and Fred are going to Azkaban!" she sobbed. "I'll never see them again." Ginny was actually a very brave girl, but the scene just now still scared her. Ultimately, it was all because of George and Fred's reputation, which made the family members not dare to trust them 100%. What's more, they had previously said something like it would be fun to play a prank in front of 100,000 people. "Don't think so, Ginny," said Ron. "I don't think George would be stupid enough to do something like that." "George will be fine." Hermione added, "At worst, Legilimency can prove their innocence." This is true. Ginny was finally relieved. She always felt that George and Fred would struggle together for the rest of their lives and would never stop now.
Bruce didn't interrupt because his ankle was aching and distracting him. Gabriel had previously branded his ankle, and Bruce took some time to remove the mark. The technique is also very simple. Simply dig out the flesh and bones around the ankle, and then temporarily fill it with nanoparticles. This is not a big deal. After we leave here, we can buy some bone-growing spirit and healing magic to cure it. It just hurts a little now. But Bruce would rather endure the pain than feel like he's being watched all the time. At this time, the commotion around gradually subsided, and this long night finally showed signs of coming to an end. But Bruce knew better than anyone that this was not the end, or even the beginning of the end. It's the end of the beginning. (End of this chapter)