Harry Potter's Bastard

After the ventilation meeting, Solim changed his appearance and came to the outside of the Palace of Westminster alone, and he had to wait for someone.

Harold. Nettleton – Member of the House of Lords, Board Member of Schroder Commercial Bank, Vice-President of the British Equestrian Association, Member of the Board of Directors of the Royal Opera House, and Muggle Member of the Exchange Promotion Committee.

This is a big shot.

But the big guys also have to eat. In a fancy restaurant on Queen Street, Sir Harold was having dinner with another man. Coincidentally, this person is also a member of the Council for the Promotion of Communication.

Taking his seat, Solim quickly recognized the man as the chairman of the board of directors of the Bank of Halifax: Paul. Beers.

Two giants in the financial world sit down to eat together, and the conversation will naturally not be an ordinary topic.

This high-end restaurant understands that its customers are rich and expensive, and knows the sensitivity of their conversations, so each table is far apart, and with the partitions, privacy is guaranteed.

But for wizards, none of this helps.

Solim was standing at their table, and the two Muggles didn't notice it~.

“...... It's true," Paul put down his glass and tapped the corners of his mouth with a napkin, "They were indeed judged by the Ministry of Magic, I just got the news." "

As he spoke, he rubbed his brows worriedly.

"It all happened so fast that we didn't have time to react. "

"Don't worry, it's just a little bit of money. Harold looked calm, "As long as the window of communication is still there, we will be able to achieve our goal sooner or later." "

"That being said," Paul was still a little worried, "but I'm afraid that the new commissioners might not be able to deal with it." "

"Just take your time. Harold said indifferently: "My team has studied it thoroughly, and their laws are too naïve, and in some areas they are completely blank. That means we can make a big difference. "

"So what are we going to do next? continue to work on potions?" Paul asked.

"First of all, we should have a good relationship with those newly appointed committee members, find out their details, and then make plans in turn. "

Harold looked confident.

"No one can resist the lure of money, the difference is how to give it just right. "

"I have good news here. "Today Dr. Woolley informed me that he and his team didn't analyze any useful information about those samples — none at all," Paul said. "

"State-of-the-art equipment and a bunch of pharmacology, biology and chemistry experts didn't figure out what that stuff was going on?"

Harold frowned.

"No, they even followed those recipes and made them themselves with the ingredients we provided, but ......," Paul shrugged.

"What?"

"Failed. Paul spread his hands out, "All failed, and two people were injured because of the explosion and smoke, and they are still in the hospital." One is said to have been put on a ventilator. "

These Muggles were using their methods to parse potions, but they didn't seem to make much progress.

"I remember not buying some of their books? Did the professors read them?"

"There are so many books that they still need to be sifted. Paul shook his head, "Take your time, this matter is not rushed." "

As they paid the bill and left, Solim silently followed, using the Imperius Charm to keep the two and Harold's driver under control.

Using the Imperius Curse to control the three of them, it was the first time Solim had played this kind of trick. Fortunately, the two committee members are old, and their bodies and wills are weak, so they can be easily controlled.

Upon returning to Harold's villa in the suburbs, Harold, who was under Solim's control, ordered the butler not to disturb him, and then went into the parlor with Paul.

Ordering the two to sit down, Solim summoned the Vanasha trio.

"Didn't you say one?" Vanessa saw the honest two as soon as she appeared.

"Isn't that a coincidence?" Solim waved his wand, and a transparent bubble enveloped the room.

"As discussed, or are you going to play first?"

Calvin squinted at Solim. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

In previous discussions, Calvin would cast a curse on Solim, turning it into a source, and then using special means to infect the target person and control it.

Unlike Imperius, this method preserves the target's ability to think and act, with a few minor limitations.

For example, Solim as the source can damage other curse recipients to punish any infected target, or send certain messages through inter-curse induction.

And that's just the abilities that come with the curse. []

The recipient of the curse cannot hide any thoughts and thoughts from the source - that's all that matters.

"When you're done, you can play as much as I want. "

Solim knew what Calvin meant, and it was an effective way to weaken the sense of resistance by making people with independent consciousness fear when they knew the truth.

Calvin got into action.

An alchemical circle painted with Solim's blood, with different materials placed in different directions, including Solim's wand. After a series of movements that Solim couldn't understand, Calvin slapped his ass and stood up from the ground.

"That's it. He carefully put away the ashes of a phoenix feather and said to Solim, "Now go pollute them, I've told you what to do." "

Solim looked at the two people who were still sitting honestly on the couch and decided to start with Harold first.

With a flick of his wand, the old councilor's shirt was suddenly sliced open, revealing his bloated upper body. Solim then summoned his magic and drew an S on Harold's left chest, which was the initials of his name.

The letters immediately turned black after the strokes, and when you looked closely, you could see that the letters and the skin were integrated.

Then Paul was marked in the same way.

With a wave of his wand, he repaired the two men's torn shirts. Solim didn't go to admire his masterpiece.

"Just an S?" Calvin stroked his bald head, puzzled, "I thought you'd make a complicated pattern." "

"What's complicated?" Solim snorted, "Do you want me to draw a snake on his arm?"

Yes, Calvin's curse is similar to Voldemort's Dark Mark mark, and it can even be said to be a series of curses. It's just a different focus.

Aside from lamenting Voldemort's erudition, Solim didn't have the slightest desire to learn about the curse.

Now that the work is done, it's time to test the results.

Solim lifted the Imperius curse on the two... One....