Professor Foxx pursed his lips and fell silent. Lynn turned his head away, refusing to look at Simon's fat face or say anything.
"My cows? Where are my cows?"
Simon was still wailing when Rosier kicked him.
"Quit your damn whining. Go tie those two up, then write Dumbledore and tell him to come collect them!"
Smith and Leon approached with rope and helped tie up Lynn and Professor Foxx.
Simon still looked pleadingly at Rosier.
"Before Dumbledore comes to take them away, you have to help me find out where my cows are."
"Even if we can't find out, you won't bear the loss alone. The three of us will split the money you lost."
Only then did Simon stop pestering her. Blushing furiously, he waved his hands.
"No need for that, no need..."
After Lynn and Professor Foxx had been tied up, they were thrown into a corner. Lynn watched Rosier lower the gun in her hand, while the fingers tied behind his back twitched restlessly.
He had no wand now, but Lynn had an inexplicable feeling.
With whatever had suddenly appeared in his hand earlier, he could still cast spells even without a wand.
But just as he was about to act and untie the ropes first, the church doors burst open again with a bang!
Three men in flat caps, each with something unknown tucked inside his clothes, rushed into the church.
The moment they entered and saw the scene inside, the three men froze.
Then, when they spotted the gun in front of Rosier, they immediately understood!
Each man pulled out a pistol from his clothes and aimed it at the four people in the church who could still move.
Rosier had just been about to retrieve the gun when a muffled shot rang out.