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( ) "Black-haired kid. What's your name?"

"Ha...Harry Potter, sir." Harry Potter took a few seconds to realize that the kidnapper wearing a werewolf hood was asking him something, and immediately stammered the answer.

"Then what about you? Another little gentleman." Fafnir said again.

"Draco Malfoy. Sir." Harry's rival classmate also tried his best to look calm, which was better than Harry's performance anyway.

"Okay, two gentlemen. I regret this - about taking you hostage... Harry Potter, you are the Harry Potter who is said to have saved the wizarding world? Down Voldemort's Harry Potter?" Fafnir asked, still leaning on the back seat with his legs crossed, and by the way, he opened a small refrigerator on the expanded back seat, picked up a bottle of rum himself, Then he pushed the small refrigerator to the two teenagers, and signaled them to take the drinks in it by themselves - all of them were spirits...

"Yes, he's that Harry Potter." Malfoy sang it in a distorted tone, seizing every opportunity to taunt Harry Potter as well.

"I didn't defeat Voldemort, it was my mother's spell that made him suffer." Harry tried hard to distinguish—he was tired enough of his savior's name.

"You are a little complacent, Mr. Potter. Although you may find the title of savior a bit annoying, you also enjoy it, don't you?" Fafnir said looking into Potter's eyes, and the two teenagers immediately turned themselves I forgot about being kidnapped, and started arguing about the name of the savior instead.

"Really, as expected of a brat. I forgot that I was still a kidnapped hostage so quickly..." Fafnir laughed secretly - it is estimated that there is some alcohol he gave those two little guys to drink About the drink... Potter was a natural troublemaker and almost without thinking he picked up a bottle of whiskey and poured himself a glass.As for Draco, he poured himself a glass of vodka gracefully - very excitedly...

"Voldemort, you call him the Dark Lord. I remember that the Dark Lord has two terms?" Fafnir looked at Draco—obviously Malfoy didn't know more about history lessons and old news about wizards than Potter How clever it is.

"That's right, sir. The last Dark Lord was Grinwald. He was arrested by the greatest wizard, Dumbledore."

"Oh, the Dark Lord Grinwald... How many people did he kill? Ten? One hundred? One thousand? Or 650 million?" Fafnir let out a mocking laugh—behind the werewolf mask Down.

"Mr. Harry Potter, you went to primary school. Please tell me what is called 1939 to 1945 in the primary school history textbook?"

"World War II, sir," replied Harry Potter.

"Well, the same Germans, Herr Hitler ordered the massacre of 600 million Jews and millions of other peoples. Herr Himmler carried out the order. Herr Heydrich took care of it. Many other gentlemen did it themselves Is there Mr. Greenwald among these things... Or did Mr. Greenwald kill a fraction of them? They were contemporaries... Voldemort, how many people did this clown kill? More Mr. Greenwald? How much fear did he cause? You say he created the Death Eaters? Can it be more terrifying than the CEAC?" Fafnir asked a long question, and then drank Take a swig of rum.

"It's just two serial killers, the clown and the scum." Fafnir concluded, "So Mr. Potter, you don't need to bear the name of the savior, relax a bit, you just destroyed a murderer."

Malfoy was already stunned, he looked at Harry Potter, and asked silently: "Is it true that Muggles killed so many of their kind?" Harry Potter gave him a positive look .

"This topic is too boring. Come, children, drink."

Harry Potter took another swig of whiskey - like his dad, he was actually a rule-breaker for fun, and he was a quintessential Englishman - drinking was part of their nature.

Harry Potter and Malfoy were full of wine and bolder.They looked enviously at Uncle Kalashnikov in Fafnir's hand. Potter grew up in a school for ordinary people, so he naturally knew the power of modern weapons. Forget it, now that I have seen the power of an assault rifle, I find that it is not like the TV movies I watched secretly before. It is far superior to the power of ordinary magic—no spells, no magic power, just hold it down. The trigger can be fired in bursts, and the speed is faster than the flying speed of the spell.Malfoy also just saw that the goblins whose magic power is still higher than most wizards have just been beaten into puddles of dead flesh by this Muggle weapon, and those good defense and attack spells have no time to cast. As an aristocrat in the wizarding world, Malfoy immediately thought of what would happen if a group of Muggles attacked wizards with this weapon.

"In a head-on battle, the wizards have no chance of winning." Fafnir seemed to be able to read the thoughts in Malfoy's mind-in fact, he could really see...

"Mr. Malfoy, you are a pure-blood noble in the wizarding world. Like Voldemort, you advocate the theory of wizard supremacy. I really don't know where your confidence comes from? If wizards can rule 'Muggles', then as early as 11 It’s enough in the century, how could it be reduced to the point where it’s avoiding the attention of Muggles? Don’t tell me that it’s a glorious isolation. Back then, wizards couldn’t dodge crossbow arrows, and now they can’t dodge bullets even more. And they are far inferior to Muggles in terms of manpower. Melon, let me tell you, it’s actually the same as an Indian reservation, what? You don’t know what an Indian reservation is? Well, it’s actually an animal sanctuary....” Fafnir ruthlessly destroyed Marl Fu's pride, "Your father, can he resist a Muggle rifle? Unless he is given time to cast a spell... The dynamic vision and reaction speed of wizards are not fast enough to hit flying bullets and shells, Nor is it capable of attacking or defending against Muggle attacks beyond its vision."

At this time, Fafnir was using the large-screen LCD TV specially installed in front of the back seat and taken out of the space to play the documentary of World War II for drinking, and at the same time let the two children enjoy the battle scenes of the largest modern war to their heart's content.

"Okay, I will let you two go when I get to a safe place. So relax your hearts and don't worry that we will kill people to silence you—unless you unfortunately see our faces..."

"Boss, there seems to be something approaching from behind." Shutekhaojian glanced at the rearview mirror and said to Fafnir.

After robbing the bank, the Land Rover left along Diagon Alley at high speed, knocking over many small stalls along the way, and probably injured a few wizards who were too late to dodge—the speed is not too fast, so it should not be killed.Then Land Rover knocked down the wall of the patio for the second time, turned to the "Muggle" road and ran quickly amidst the boss's scolding.Fafnir's conversation with the two hostages took place as they escaped along the Muggle Highway.