I wield a sword at Hogwarts

"Deprimo" Garland just pointed his wand.

Abe's feet collapsed, burying her.

"You want to save her?" Garland saw Harry's thoughts and pointed his wand at Harry.

The fierce fire trapped Harry there, and the flames continued to compress his living space.

"Sectumsempra"

The invisible blade passed through, and Garland dodged as much as possible, but one of his ears still flew up.

With the help of a moment of confusion, Harry used Apparition to pass through the flame gap, and used the Shadowless Blade again to split the stone pillar.

The stone pillar lost its support and fell, hitting Garand just in time.

Harry was about to take a breath when he saw the person under the stone pillar disappear.

Li Huo roared and rushed towards the factory.

Harry's expression changed, and he hurriedly used Apparition to come to the Aurors, gather a few people together, and hide in the hole.

Flames fell into the factory and a huge explosion hit us.

An explosion occurs at a factory in Birmingham, sending thick smoke billowing into the Birmingham sky.

Under the firelight, several iron armor spells exploded in front of Harry.

He also resisted with all his strength until the explosion was over.

Harry fell to his knees, panting heavily, and struggled to climb out of the pit, pieces of broken wooden signs falling down.

Abe and the others finally regained some mobility.

Looking at the scene before them, they all felt cold in their hearts.

"It's over."

…

It was impossible to hide such a big movement from the Muggles.

The huge accident and the leakage of toxic gas caused the mayor of Birmingham to urgently evacuate the citizens.

Dozens of minutes later, the plane landed.

Mycroft flew to Birmingham.

"Mr. Mycroft," the man from Birmingham led him to the exploding factory.

This factory was vandalized.

People from Section 7 put on protective clothing and walked inside.

When he came out again, Mycroft looked at the wood chips.

"It's the same as the one in Poland," said the person from Section 7, "it also has runes on it."

Mycroft took the piece of wood and read the words on it.

"This incident was probably done by a wizard."

A cold glint flashed in his eyes. The wizard destroyed the factory, causing more than a hundred people to be poisoned and hospitalized, as well as causing heavy economic losses.

The malevolence of the wizard.

"We can start by classifying it as evil."

Mycroft put down the pieces of wood and asked his men to take everything back to the seven places.

Now the other side is the one to make the first move. If the Muggle world doesn't respond, it will look cowardly.

"etc."

Just as he was about to leave, Mycroft stopped.

He looked back at the bombed factory and said to the person next to him: "Prepare a protective suit for me."

He wanted to go in and see for himself.

Although some people advised him that there might be residual harmful substances inside, Mycroft was facing the biggest threat to mankind at present, and he had to be cautious.

As he walked past the damaged factory, he suddenly stopped.

His eyes fell on the place that was different from the black surrounding the explosion.

This is where the wood chips were found, near a pothole.

Then he stood in the middle and slowly closed his eyes.

In his mind, an imaginary wizard battle unfolded in his mind.

Broken pillars, collapse of the ground, melting flames, neat cuts.

One after another replayed itself in his mind, filled in with some of the magic he had received from Conrad.

"There was a fight here, two wizards, no, more than that."

The terrifying brain is like a supercomputer, Mycroft concluded.

There are two wizards, one of whom may be trying to stop what's happening here.

"Justice and evil. Whether it is humans or any animals, they all have their own moral values." He glanced over and said to himself, "There are also battles among wizards."

That explosion in Poland, plus the explosion here.

In Mycroft's peripheral vision, a bit of gold appeared.

He walked over and found a body among the buried stones.

And on his body, strange symbols composed of circles, triangles, and vertical lines appeared.

The moment he saw this symbol, Mycroft's mind was struck by lightning.

"Sally Connair."

He recognized this thing, and there was one in Surrey Connair.

In other words, this person has some connections with Sarri.

The body and the symbol were taken away by Mycroft.

The mayor of Birmingham could not even understand the cause of this unreasonable disaster, so he had to say that there was a gas pipe leak.

…

Furry Bear Country.

Jovonovich territory.

The old witcher Wolf was looking at those things, and he recognized the ancient writing on them.

"Mr. Jovonovich."

The other party has great respect for the old Jovonovich.

"We know you have retired, but the appearance of these things leaves us helpless."

"He's helpless?" Old Jovonovich glanced at the fat middle-aged man.

Although Old Wolf is old, he has an edge that makes people afraid to look directly at him.

But when this middle-aged man faced old Jovonovich, he behaved respectfully and not fearfully.

Old Jovonovich smiled, still laughed.

Seryosha Jovonovich, who was standing aside, looked at the middle-aged man with pity.

Old Jovonovich, who was still smiling, suddenly got angry, grabbed the middle-aged man's head and smashed it on the table.

"You widower's bastard, Dreykov."

The middle-aged man did not expect that old Jovonovich would go berserk, and his head was held tightly by the big hand, unable to move.

Several girls who came with him saw that he was injured and immediately took action.

A woman rushed towards old Jovonovich and was lifted up by Seryosha's big hands by her neck.

"Don't move, you little widows." Seryozha grabbed the woman and threw her out the door. The rest of the people tried to come over, but Seryozha knocked them down.

He broke a girl's foot bone with his foot.

"I respect you, Jovonovich."

Dreykov struggled to no avail, the old man's strength was like a mountain pressing down on his head.

He tried to get the old man to let him go.

But old Jovonovich leaned close to Dreykov's ear and said in that hoarse and vicissitudes of anger: "You don't respect me. When you involve my daughter in the grudge of your woman's house, You already disrespect me!”

"That was an accident!" Dreykov felt that death was coming, and he explained frantically, "I didn't know Jovonovich's people were there."

"You don't know?" Old Jovonovich's eyes flashed with bloodthirsty light.

"Then you should know now. You want to kill them to avenge the failure of that mission. Yes, I know that, no matter how you escape, you will never escape the smell of the wolf."

Skulls rattled, death had never been closer.

Dreykov gasped.

Secrets, the secrets of this old man who once walked in Red Square are coveted.

However, death prevents people from having any greed other than survival.

Old Jovonovich let go of his hand, and before Dreykov could relax, he was choked by his big hand.

The tall old man can lift an eighty kilogram man with only one hand.

"Remove your presence from my daughter and granddaughter, and I will keep an eye on you, with the wolf's claws at your heart and its fangs ready to tear your throat out."

The domineering old man growled, "Get out of my territory now and take your widows away."

Dreykov was thrown out and it took him several attempts to get up on the snow.

Those assassination masters who were proudly trained seemed like a joke under Jovonovich's bloody gaze.

Andrei stood at the door, his scarlet tongue swiping across the corner of his lips, as if he was expecting Dreykov's revenge.

With just one more step forward, he could tear the fat man's neck apart and rip out his internal organs.

It's a pity that Dreykov did not do this.

In anger, he fired a shot, injuring the girl whose leg bone was injured and lying in a pool of blood.

he left.

"Andrei," Jovonovich Sr. called to his eighth-ranked son, "go tell your sister that our Yadani is in some trouble."

"Do you want me to take care of them all?" Andre asked.

"We can't kill the whole world," Jovonovich Sr. stared at the object in his hands and said.

"But if someone makes trouble for our relatives, then break their necks."

…

Chapter 705 Underground President in Action

The phone rings.

Watson and Ariana, one was sitting on the floor racking their brains to puzzle out the puzzle, and the other was sitting on the sofa, with the silky golden hair being combed hard by the little bear.

Ariana held a chilled soda in one hand and stared intently at the movie.

Watson heard the ringing, he got up and went to answer the phone.

"Andre? Okay, I get it."

The smile on Watson's face gradually disappeared, and he looked up at the window.

The passers-by looking outside turned their heads away, and he walked up and closed the curtains.

"Ariana, dad needs to go out." After saying that, Watson thought for a while and then said, "But if you want to go out with dad, dad is okay."

Mrs. Wick went to the beauty salon today. As the proprietress of the beauty salon, she has also had a lot of business recently.