1 Chapter 1: The Blood Demon in Diagon Alley ( Edited)

September 1st

 

London

 

Today is the day of the annual Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry enrollment.

 

Platform nine and three-quarters at King's Cross Station was packed with people, with parents sending off their children to school.

 

Amidst the hustle and bustle, a small group of Aurors stood nervously by the entrance to platform nine and three-quarters.

 

Perhaps influenced by their nervousness, a space several meters in diameter appeared around the group of six.

 

Some of the parents who were Ministry of Magic employees had already recognized them.

 

The group in front was not an ordinary group of Aurors but the elite among them...

 

The Ministry of Magic's strike team!

 

Each one of them had experienced countless battles and was usually active on the front lines against Dark Wizards and Dark Arts. Now, they appeared at the station.

 

Merlin's thought, could something big be about to happen?

 

Just as everyone puzzled over this, a teenager appeared from the wall.

 

With chestnut hair slightly curled, deep blue eyes, and firm features, he was exceptionally handsome.

 

Compared to other young wizards laden with bags, the teenager appeared relaxed with empty hands.

 

He was dressed in a neat Hogwarts black school uniform, giving him the air of an elegant noble.

 

But what was even more eye-catching were the two mysterious creatures squatting on the teenager's shoulders, never seen before by anyone. They looked like some kind of feline.

 

The one on the left was entirely purple, with eyes and body and a red gem embedded in its forehead.

 

The one on the right had a black body with golden circular patterns.

 

The appearance of these two adorable magical creatures immediately attracted the attention of many young wizards.

 

Especially some of the girls, who could resist the charm of such cute little animals?

 

However, the small team of "strike team" who followed later, upon seeing the teenager, were as if facing a formidable enemy, instinctively gripping their wands.

 

Equally terrified were certain powerful figures in the crowd who recognized the teenager's identity.

 

Kyle Mephisto!

 

A renowned figure among the upper echelons of the British magical community!

 

Nobody knew where he came from!

 

The first time Kyle appeared in the sight of the Aurors, he was only six years old!

 

That year, he killed thirteen Dark Wizards in Diagon Alley who were plotting against him, earning himself the reputation of "Blood Devil".

 

Since then, he even took "Mephisto," the mythical demon, as his surname.

 

No one knows his origin=!

 

No one knows his background!

 

Unknown magical capability!

 

The Aurors from the Ministry of Magic could only get some information about his methods from the bodies of the Dark Wizards killed by Kyle.

 

But there were too many ways in which Kyle's victims died.

 

Ice, fire, lightning, physical impact, and there were even many deaths that couldn't be determined by what means.

 

The only known information was that Kyle seemed to have the ability to communicate with magical creatures.

 

There were always various magical creatures around him.

 

Until last month, when Kyle received his Hogwarts acceptance letter.

 

According to incomplete statistics, at least three hundred wizards had died at Kyle's hands in five years!

 

Diagon Alley was originally a dark corner of the British magical world, and the Ministry of Magic had always been reluctant to intervene too much.

 

But coupled with the terrifying reputation of the Blood Devil and his age of six, whenever anyone saw this combination, one word inevitably came to mind.

 

"The Third Dark Lord"!

 

This conclusion made the Ministry of Magic fearful, and they took measures against Kyle, but he had already been to Azkaban three times!

 

The first time he went in was when Kyle was seven years old, for a week.

 

On the second night after Kyle entered, Azkaban exploded.

 

The prisoners and guards inside only heard a loud noise in their sleep, and then, when they opened their eyes, they saw the brilliant stars in the sky.

 

Azkaban's building exploded three times within a week, and the senior officials of the Ministry of Magic compromised and let Kyle go due to lack of evidence!

 

The second time Kyle went in was when he was nine years old, this time for only three days.

 

The Dementors guarding Azkaban went on strike.

 

According to their conveyed information, there was a power emanating from Kyle that made them panic.

 

If Kyle wasn't sent away, they refused to enter Azkaban again.

 

The third time was even shorter; just one day and one night, the human guards who accompanied the Dementors to guard Azkaban refused.

 

One human guard saw the Dementors queuing to worship Kyle during his midnight patrol and was scared stiff.

 

Who could handle this?

 

The Dementors of Azkaban submit to a prisoner?

 

So, reluctantly, the Ministry of Magic released Kyle again the next day.

 

After coming out of Azkaban three times, the Ministry of Magic was completely helpless against Kyle.

 

Everyone knew Kyle was the one who killed people, but there were no witnesses, and no enough evidence to find him guilty.

 

Helpless, the Ministry of Magic could only conceal Kyle's information to avoid causing too much panic in the wizarding society.

 

What else could they do?

 

They couldn't just kill a young wizard with insufficient evidence, could they?

 

The manpower lost in a forced action would surely expose this matter to the public eye.

 

By then, the leaders of the Ministry of Magic would be nailed to the pillar of historical shame.

 

As for sending Kyle to Azkaban for the fourth time?

 

Don't be ridiculous!

 

Even the Dementors submit to him.

 

The senior officials of the Ministry of Magic could even imagine the scene of the Dementors welcoming back their king when Kyle arrived at Azkaban.

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