Falsifying history is good business

Chapter 263 The Big Dog Appeared as Expected

Perhaps it was because 1992 had experienced too many twists and turns, or perhaps it was because the dispute between Pantheon and Mount Olympus had not been resolved, which resulted in the integration work in the first half of 1993 suddenly becoming simple and sparse.

It is not difficult to integrate the stories of feature films such as "Citizen Kane", "The Shawshank Redemption", "Forrest Gump", "Pulp Fiction" and "The Bridges of Madison County"; Lin You only plays a precautionary role and almost stands by and watches them merge with the big world on their own.

In addition, there are some more popular stories, such as police and gangster shootout films like "Lethal Weapon", "Bad Boys" and "Léon: The Professional"; guns, cannons and bombs are all used, and it does not look like a story that can be encountered in daily life. In fact, it can only be regarded as the daily life of America, and it is also smooth to integrate them.

If you must ask how relaxed the writer is, it can be summed up in one sentence: the ink in the quill pen has been accumulating for a long time without being used, and it is about to overflow; God has to make a temporary expansion of the capacity.

Time slowly came to August, the best summer weather in London; the bright sunshine sprinkled on the lawn of Forest Manor. The lawn irrigation system began to spray water.

The magic-controlled irrigation system is much more "intelligent" than electric machinery. The spraying water curtain can always cleverly avoid the manor owners playing on the lawn, while blocking the overly hot sunlight; the light passes through the light mist, refracting colorful rainbows.

Minerva shook off the old housekeeper's hand, stumbled after the colorful light, but didn't understand why she always missed, leaving more and more tiny water droplets on her body; the little girl was so anxious that she jumped up and down, but her limbs had not "developed" enough muscles to support jumping, so she jumped around, but her toes could not leave the ground.

After a while, an owl hooted in the air, and a bundle of newspapers was dropped in front of the gate. The old housekeeper took Minerva's hand and handed her to Lin You, and went to the door to get the newspapers.

The young version of the goddess pounced on her brother's legs, and her two chubby little hands began to become restless, stealthily reaching into the pockets of Lin You's home clothes; as a result, the left pocket was empty, and the right pocket was still empty, and when she looked up, the "delicious food ball" she had been thinking about was hanging over her head.

Lin You tossed the divine light ball around, teasing Minerva to raise her hands in surrender; he circled left and right three times, making the little girl dizzy, and finally she was so anxious that she grabbed his arm and tried to climb up. Unfortunately, her chubby hands and feet had no strength, and she stayed where she was after jumping for a long time. Lin You raised his hand and she was simply suspended in the air.

Minerva, with her feet off the ground, laughed happily, as if she had suddenly discovered something new and interesting.

The old housekeeper came back. He was afraid that the little girl would fall down, so he rushed forward and hugged her by the waist, like a meat ball, and "plucked" her off Lin You's arms; then he handed the newspaper in his hand to the young master.

"You can't take Miss Minerva out recently, young master. A murderer has escaped from Azkaban, and the Ministry of Magic believes he may be wandering around London." The old butler said as he lifted Minerva up and helped her reach the ball of divine light in Lin You's hand.

"Escaped from Azkaban? That's really rare! This hasn't happened in many years, right?" Lin You knew the relevant plot clearly and pretended to be surprised.

"Never before." The old butler suddenly raised his hand and lifted Minerva to the ball of light, helping her to successfully grab today's snacks despite Lin You's deliberate letting her go.

The little girl smiled so hard that her eyebrows were not visible. She held the divine power and bit into it impatiently, her mouth full of glitter. Lin You also had time to open the newspaper, and what he saw was indeed Sirius's crazy and roaring face; his hair was disheveled and he was as sloppy as a stray dog ​​on the street.

"The crazy guy looks a bit dangerous." Count Goff commented nonchalantly, "A magic spell blew up a street. It sounds scary."

"Don't be careless, young master. I have heard of this man's name. He caused a sensation in both the wizarding and Muggle communities back then. It took a lot of effort to suppress the news. For safety reasons, it is best for you and Miss Minerva not to go out until this fugitive is caught." The old butler reminded solemnly.

"Of course, the news said that in order to capture this Black, the Ministry of Magic even asked the Muggle government for help, and issued a wanted order in the Muggle media under the pretext of wanting a serial killer. However, if it weren't for this little guy, I wouldn't bother to go out." Lin You calculated that the little girl's food intake had reached the limit, and immediately took action to snatch the godhood back.

Minerva smacked her lips, still not satisfied. But after such a long time, she already knew that her brother was "hard-hearted" in this matter, and no matter how much she cried and acted coquettishly, it would be useless; so she just pursed her lips, stopped crying and making a fuss, but raised her little feet one centimeter high, stomped her feet "hard", turned her head and walked away, continuing to chase the rainbow.

He took every step with force, and his little body twisted and turned as if he was venting his anger.

It was obvious that beneath her chubby appearance, she was hiding a rebellious nature. The old housekeeper was afraid that she would fall, so he quickly left the young master behind and followed behind the little girl to protect her.

The wanted poster of Sirius Black was like a pebble thrown into the water, creating a few ripples on the surface of Forrester Manor before quickly disappearing.

However, in the days that followed, as the fugitives stayed at large for longer and longer, the wizarding world gradually became more and more nervous; soon, the manhunt began to affect the Forresters' business.

Due to the special nature of cross-border trade, warehouses and other sites often have wizards and Muggles active at the same time, so the Ministry of Magic believes that they may be used by fugitives to escape. Therefore, the number of Aurors patrolling every day increased from one group of two to three groups of six, and from once a day to three times a day, and finally to stationed at each site permanently.

The tense atmosphere spread day by day, and even the news that would normally trigger public opinion, such as "A Muggle woman was blown up like a balloon and floated in the air, and Aurors dealt with the danger overnight to prevent the wizarding world from being exposed", was suppressed.

For a moment, it seemed that the entire magical world was mobilized to hunt down Sirius.

Count Goff analyzed the current situation and couldn't help but sigh: "When Voldemort is resurrected in two years, if the Ministry of Magic can act so efficiently, perhaps a year would not be wasted in vain, and Sirius would not be sacrificed in the Department of Mysteries."

"Hmm... how about going to the Hogwarts Express this year? Ninety-nine percent of those who write Harry Potter fan fiction will write a chapter on the train when school starts this year."

(End of this chapter)