Chapter 120: Lucius, How Do You Choose?

Lucius stood up from his smashed hall, looking around blankly, suddenly regretting bringing Rasim home.

If he had known that the so-called duel was like this, he should have let them go out and fight.

However, he was also shocked. He hadn't seen Murphy's two spells. Not only were they powerful, but they also carried a hint of Black Magic.

And the reason Murphy used such a spell, while winning the duel, also smashed his house, was clearly to give him a warning.

This was also expected, but Murphy seemed stronger than when he last saw him. Rasim, as an Auror captain, had no power to parry.

Such power was not enough to make Lucius give up, but it also proved that Murphy had the ability to protect himself, plus his money and brains, perhaps the claim of the new Dark Lord was not too exaggerated.

So, do you want to stand on his side completely?

However, where is he taking Rasim? He wouldn't kill him, would he?

Murphy took Rasim and Apparated to the Mind Magic Research Group, and then petrified him.

The two Black Magic spells just used, Dark Flood and Screech Impact, were spells created by Tom Riddle learned from the diary.

The former is a rare continuous attack skill, and the latter is an area magic, which is different from ordinary spells. Since learning them, this was his first time using them in actual combat, and he was very satisfied with the effect.

Speaking of which, Rasim, as an Auror captain, should have magic power values not much different from Murphy at this moment.

But under the blow of these two spells, he was killed in seconds without even a bit of effective resistance.

This shows that panel attributes can only be used for reference and do not represent strength at all. Powerful spells and combat experience are also important supports for a wizard's combat power.

Leaving Rasim on the experimental table, Murphy found the two perverted scientists.

"This person is a wizard. We have about... let me think, about a day, a day or so should be no problem. We have a day to verify some effects of mind magic on him. Do you have any ideas that must use human samples?"

Funes Bachmann and Omid Abbott looked at each other and became excited. "Yes! Of course. And it's a wizard! We need such samples too much!"

"Regarding Legilimency, we have about 30 tests we want to do. Obliviation has about twenty items... Imperius Curse has more, about fifty sub-items..."

Murphy nodded. "It doesn't matter, I will cooperate with you today."

"However, don't do experiments that are too dangerous. Don't break him. I still have to plant a Soul Seed on him."

Evening.

Malfoy Manor.

Four figures suddenly appeared.

The first person was wearing a black wool coat and leather gloves, with an extremely tall figure. The other three, one thin and tall with a face full of flesh, one round-faced and curly-haired with a medium build, and one was a white-haired, short, fat old man.

"Lucius, return my son!" The old man saw Lucius, went up and grabbed his collar. "Where is he?! Where did you take him?!"

"Let go! Let go of me!" Lucius used a lot of effort to pry the other party's hand away, while gnashing his teeth, "Lysander, are you crazy!?"

"I listened to your suggestion and let Rasim see that guy! Now, my son's life and death are unknown. If something happens to him, I want you to pay the price!" Lysander Selwyn shouted.

"Lucius, where is Rasim?" At this time, the extremely tall person asked.

"Albert Runcorn." Lucius looked at the other party. "What does this have to do with you?"

"Lucius, do you really want to be a lackey for a young kid?" The round-faced, curly-haired man sneered.

"Avery," Lucius said, and looked at the last one with a face full of flesh. "Corban Yaxley. What wind blew you two here?"

"Lysander received your letter," Albert said in a low voice, "his son was taken away by that kid. Why didn't you stop him?"

"Rasim is an idiot, rashly challenging someone stronger than himself. It was his own proposal to duel, and then he was easily defeated. You see," Lucius said, pointing to the broken windows on his own mansion behind him, "Gentlemen, my own house was affected by the battle. May I ask how I could stop him?"

After speaking, he looked at Lysander Selwyn again. "Lysander, you guaranteed to me that your son was here to solve the problem. It was you who begged me to arrange for him to meet Murphy. As a result, your son went up and wanted to duel with others! This is your so-called way of solving the problem? It was you who dragged me into the water, and now you still want to question me?!"

"You!?" Lysander was furious. "If it weren't for you deliberately squeezing my business, why would I need to solve the problem? What problem do I have that needs solving!?"

"I told you, that is Murphy's business. I am just managing it for him. The investor is not me!"

"So, you just let that kid manipulate you? Lucius?" Albert Runcorn looked down at him. "The Malfoy family, can't even deal with a young kid from a declining family?"

"You don't need to mock me, Albert." Lucius sneered. "If you have the ability, try dealing with him yourself."

"This is exactly what we are going to do," Albert stared at the other party. "That kid is too reckless. Many people can't stand it anymore. We are preparing to teach him a lesson. Lucius, how do you choose?"

"What are you preparing to do?" Lucius looked around at the few people. "I advise you to think clearly. Scrimgeour was in front, Murphy is not easy to deal with."

"Scrimgeour, just a stubborn idiot." Yaxley sneered disdainfully.

"Scrimgeour put half of our people..." Lucius hummed. "Underestimating your opponent is not a good habit!"

After speaking, Lucius paused. This sentence seemed to have been heard from someone.

"So, you are determined to stand on Murphy's side and go against us?"

Lucius hesitated. Albert Runcorn had a lot of energy, and offending him would be very troublesome. But Murphy was also not easy to mess with.

"I won't stand on anyone's side." Lucius said. "You can go and fight to the death."

"Hehe, worthy of being a Malfoy." Avery mocked. "Always like this. I said don't waste your breath on him. Let's go."

"Go?! Runcorn, my son is still in someone else's hands!" Selwyn yelled.

"Then I advise you, it's best to report to the Aurors." Avery laughed. "Oh, I forgot, your son is an Auror. Ha, it's really funny."

Albert Runcorn seemed to have just remembered this matter. "Avery is right. An Auror captain being taken away, this is no small matter. Report it to the Auror Command. Maybe it can cause some trouble for Murphy..."

However, before he finished speaking, a figure appeared in the manor.

Everyone nervously pulled out their wands, but Lysander Selwyn saw the other party's appearance. "Rasim! Son! Merlin bless! You're back!"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 121 =====