I wield a sword at Hogwarts

"John Wick."

"Bingo, that's right."

The wand fell loosely and fell into the man's hand. Gauss raised his head and waved his hand and said, "Let's go quickly and ask my boss to increase the money. Tell him that I put all the money in the house under the stoat mountain."

Gauss's voice became smaller and smaller, and he said intermittently: "Half of the money... was converted into... Muggle currency... and donated to Zolide Welfare Home... and the other half was sent to No. 78 Brown Scorpion Lane... Amiya collected... …”

"Tell the boss... it's... fun... to be around him..."

His voice disappeared, and the connector stared blankly at the wand in his hand.

"Is it worth it?"

Give your life.

The contact person turned and left.

Not long after he left.

Gauss opened his eyes and stood up shakily.

He could confirm that the other party was the real contact person.

Taking out his wand, he turned to look at Starr who appeared.

A drop of blood on the tip of the opponent's wand kept squirming in the direction of Gauss.

Gauss smiled and said, "You will never catch the loving wizard who loves peace."

Closing his eyes, he thought to himself that he was indeed going to retire.

Falling back, he fell into the fast-flowing river.

…

Chapter 627 The trip to the Wick family, the agent’s depression

"He fell into the river."

Starr informed Griffith of the results.

Griffith slowly approached Starr with his hands behind his back.

His expression was cold, and he exuded a cold air that made people want to kneel down.

Starr lowered his head quietly and said, "He was stabbed by the bloody blade."

"It took a while for the Auror office to confirm the missing items, and the person used dark magic to blow up the office."

As he spoke, Griffith came closer and closer.

The man's shadow fell over Starr's feet.

Griffith slowly raised his hand and landed heavily on Starr's shoulder.

"You did great, Starr."

The tense and scary atmosphere is eliminated.

Griffith smiled and said: "Only in this way can people know our determination."

"Rotten capital is destroying this place, and they need to be shown the arrogance of capital."

He whispered in Starr's ear: "Until the remnants of the ruins are swept away, a new order cannot be established."

"We are building a truly free place for wizards, without the constraints of a house, and without the need to linger in a dark corner."

Feeling the strength on his shoulders, Starr raised his head, the enthusiasm in his eyes like fire.

Griffith turned and looked at the windmill on the wall, "I used to pursue greater interests, so that the magical world would no longer hide."

"But I was wrong. The weak will eat the strong, and the wizards who belong to that new world need to be screened." He smiled, "If the carrion is not removed, this disease cannot be cured."

"Some power-players fooled the wizard, and he described me as a madman who was overturning the world."

Stopping in front of the windmill, Griffith's smile faded.

"They are running away from the injustice suffered by wizards and standing up for their own rights, which is wrong."

"But I'm not angry." He shook his head and picked up the lion ornament on the table. "The winner takes it all. I thought about it over and over again in my mind during the time I was in Nurmengard."

"There is no right or wrong, because it is the winner who humiliates the loser."

Holding the ornament in his right hand, he spread his arms like a soaring golden eagle.

He said; "My mercy will appear in the new world, and you will always be by my side, Starr, and come with me to see the new world."

"However," Griffith put down the ornaments and chuckled, "we must first wake up our compatriots."

"What are we going to do?" Starr has been brainwashed by this great ideal.

Even if he were asked to ignite his body at this time, he would happily agree and become the ray of fire that creates a new world.

And those he believes in...

will become the Creator.

Griffith's hair turned white, and his originally brown eyes were occupied by evil, heterochromatic pupils.

Grindelwald smiled evilly and said, "Just let them see it."

"We will make magic great, escape the darkness and step into the light."

…

In a fast-flowing river, Gauss drifts with the current.

As he turned a corner, a hand reached out and grabbed Gauss's collar.

Hooded men drag people away.

…

Please call 6 Privet Drive, Little Whinging, Surrey.

In the early morning, the sunlight shines through the window into the golden hair on the white sheets.

The girl has fair skin and a face as beautiful as an angel. The sunlight brushes a layer of gold powder on her eyelashes, making her look like a peaceful doll.

The little brown bear was packing things diligently, folding each piece of clothing carefully to ensure that there would be no unnecessary wrinkles on the clothes.

Then place each piece in the suitcase.

Little Bear ran to the open wardrobe and tilted his head to think.

The hostess bought so many clothes that her closet was full.

Suddenly, the bear's eyes moved to the pink bow-tie bear placed in the closet.

Black eyes stared at the pink bear for a while.

Immediately afterwards, the pink bear flew out of the closet, and the brown bear grabbed the pink bear and threw it over his shoulder, and then performed a German back throw.

After using the pink bear as a punching bag for a while, the brown bear did not forget about business. He picked out clothes from the closet and carefully prepared some personal clothes that were necessary but inconvenient to write down.

Pulling out the box from under the bed, Little Bear carefully wiped the dust off with a soft handkerchief, making sure it was spotless before putting it in the suitcase and closing it.

Finally, the work was over. The little bear grabbed the sheets and climbed onto the bed, using a soft wake-up call to wake up the angel on the bed.

"Woo——"

Ariana felt the touch on her hand and grabbed the little bear in her arms.

The little bear struggled in his arms twice, then turned his attention to the pink little bear who had been beaten away by him.

There was obviously no change in his expression, but for some reason, he seemed to have a feeling of elation.

"Ariana, daddy is waiting for you downstairs." Mrs. Wick knocked on the door and found no response. She opened the door and saw the sleeping girl.

Looking over the prepared things, Mrs. Wick guessed that Ariana must have been getting ready very late.

She smiled helplessly and fondly, came to the little lazy ear, and called her daughter in a gentle tone.

"Ariana, we're leaving."

Ariana heard Mrs. Wick's voice, turned around and gave Mrs. Wick's arms a few clicks, and said in a soft and waxy voice: "Mom, I'll get up right away."

Mrs. Wick had a very different feeling now.

have a look!

Why raise a daughter?

My son started sleeping on his own when he was less than two years old. Not only did he get up on time, but sometimes breakfast was prepared for him, and he didn’t mean to be coquettish at all!

I also want to experience being coquettished by a soft and waxy voice!

As a result, even if the son doesn't act coquettishly, he still behaves more maturely than his mother and father.

Sometimes Mrs. Wick thought about letting Watson be her son.

This daughter now fulfilled all Mrs. Wick's wishes.

She kissed Ariana's forehead lovingly and said there was no rush.

The next second.

"Ariana, honey, we have to leave."

Mrs. Wick: "..."

Watson howled at the stairs with his loud voice. He was a little surprised that his wife didn't respond when she called someone.

After a while, he saw his wife coming downstairs expressionlessly.

Watson stepped forward enthusiastically, "Are you up, Ariana? The flight is at nine o'clock, we still have a little time."

After a while.

Watson was sitting on the steps outside the door when the phone rang. It was from the airline.

"Mr. Wick, the flight you booked is about to take off. Can you arrive now?"

"I would like to ask, how much does a private jet cost?"

"ah?"

The agent disguised as airline personnel was stunned.

He reacted immediately and secretly said in surprise: "I didn't expect that he actually knew that we deployed agents on the plane."

Yes, that must be the case.

The other party deliberately waited for the plane to take off before buying a private jet to get rid of the agents.

He was worthy of being listed as the highest-ranking person, and he was indeed so terrifying.

It's a pity that in the end, I still have the upper hand.

The old agent stopped the agents who were about to board the plane and ordered: "Everyone stop their plans and go to the airport to dress up as aircraft service personnel."

After he gave the order, he said to the other end of the phone in the most sincere tone: "Okay, sir, we are currently having a discount here, so you can enjoy the discount when purchasing an aircraft."

On the flight that was about to take off, an old man sat on the seat.

Suddenly, the people around seemed to receive some kind of order.

Immediately afterwards, the planes that were about to take off left one after another.

The last one left was the old man.

The old man looked around blankly. When the stewardess came out, he raised his hand to ask what was going on.

As a result, the stewardess unbuttoned her clothes, took off her clothes to reveal the shirt underneath, and said to the headset with a stern face: "Okay, Director, I'll be there right away."

The flight attendant also left.

The old man sat alone on the empty plane, lost in thought.

Is this a charter flight?

Just as a group of people used various methods to enter the airline undercover and wait for Watson's arrival.

Ariana sat in the car holding the little bear.