I swung a sword at Hogwarts

"John Wick."

"Bingo, that's right."

The wand loosened and fell into the man's hand. Gauss raised his head and waved his hand, saying, "Let's go quickly. Ask my boss to add money. Tell him that I put all the money in the house under the White Stoat Mountain."

Gauss's voice became smaller and smaller, and he said intermittently: "Half of the money... will be converted into... Muggle currency... and donated to the Zorid Welfare Home... and the other half will be sent to No. 78 Brown Scorpion Alley... for Amyia..."

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

His voice died away, and the contact stared blankly at the wand in his hand.

"Is it worth it?"

Pay with your life.

The contact person turned and left.

Not long after he left.

Gauss opened his eyes and stood up tremblingly.

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

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

A drop of blood on the tip of the opponent's wand kept moving towards Gauss.

Gauss smiled and said, "You will never catch a kind and peaceful wizard."

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

Falling backwards, he fell into the rushing river.

...

Chapter 627: Wick's Trip, the Agent's Depression

"He fell into the river."

Starr informed Griffith of the results.

Griffith, with his hands behind his back, slowly approached Starr.

His expression was cold, and he exuded a cold aura 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. The man used dark magic to blow up the office."

He said as Griffith came closer.

The man's shadow covered Starr's feet.

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

"You did great, Starr."

The tense and terrifying atmosphere was eliminated.

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

"Corrupt capital is destroying this place. We need to let them see the arrogance of capital."

He whispered in Starr's ear: "A new order cannot be established unless the remains of the ruins are cleared away."

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

Feeling the force coming from his shoulder, Star looked up, the fanaticism in his eyes like a raging fire.

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

"But I was wrong. The strong prey on the weak. Wizards who belong to that new world need to be screened." He smiled, "If the rotten flesh is not removed, the disease cannot be cured."

"Some powerful people are fooling wizards. He described me as a madman who turned the world upside down."

Griffith stopped in front of the windmill and his smile faded.

"They are running away from the injustices that wizards have suffered and standing up for their rights, which is wrong."

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

"There is no right or wrong, because it is the winner humiliating 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 go with me to see the new world."

"However," Griffith put down the ornament and chuckled, "First, we need to awaken our compatriots."

"What should we do?" Starr has been brainwashed by this great ideal.

Even if he were asked to set his body on fire at this moment, he would gladly agree and become the spark that creates a new world.

And the one he believed in...

Will become the Creator.

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

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

"We will make magic great, out of the darkness and into the light."

...

In the turbulent river, Gauss drifted with the current.

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

Hooded figures drag people away.

...

6 Privet Drive, Little Whinging, Surrey.

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

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

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

Then place them one by one in the suitcase.

The little bear ran to the open wardrobe and tilted his head to think.

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

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

The black eyes stared at the pink bear for a while.

Then, the pink bear flew out of the closet, and the brown bear grabbed the pink bear and threw him over his shoulder, and then did a German back throw.

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

Pulling out the box from under the bed, Little Bear carefully wiped the dust off it with a soft handkerchief. After making sure it was spotless, he put it into the suitcase and closed it.

Finally, after finishing the busy work, the little bear grabbed the bed sheet and climbed to the head of 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 a bit in his arms and turned his attention to the pink bear that he had knocked away.

There was clearly no change in his expression, but for some reason, he seemed to be feeling quite smug.

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

Glancing over the prepared items, Mrs. Wick guessed that Ariana must have been preparing until very late.

She smiled helplessly yet dotingly, walked to the lazy girl's ear, and called her daughter up in a gentle tone.

"Ariana, we're leaving."

Ariana heard Mrs. Wick's voice, turned around and poked Mrs. Wick's cricket pupa a few times, and said in a soft voice: "Mom, I'll get up right away."

Mrs. Wick had a very different feeling at the moment.

Take a look!

Why raise a daughter?

My son started going to bed by himself when he was less than two years old. Not only does he wake up on time, but sometimes he even prepares breakfast for you and doesn't show any sign of acting like a spoiled child!

I also want to experience being coquettishly acted in a soft and tender voice!

As a result, the son not only stopped acting like a spoiled brat, but also behaved more maturely than his mother and father.

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

Now, this daughter greatly fulfilled all Mrs. Wick's wishes.

She kissed Ariana's forehead lovingly and told her not to worry.

next second.

"Ariana, wife, we are leaving."

Mrs. Wick: “…”

Watson howled at the stairs with his loud voice, wondering why there was no response when his wife called him.

After a while, he saw his wife coming downstairs with a blank expression on her face.

Watson stepped forward enthusiastically, "Is Ariana up? The flight is at nine o'clock, we still have some time."

After a while.

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

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

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

"what?"

The agent disguised as an airline staff was stunned.

He immediately realized what was going on and was secretly surprised: "I didn't expect that he knew we had deployed agents on the plane."

Yes, that must be the case.

The other party deliberately waited for the plane to take off and then purchased a private plane to get rid of the agents.

As expected of someone listed as the highest level, he is indeed so terrifying.

Unfortunately, I was still one step ahead of him in the end.

The old agent stopped the agents who were about to board the plane and ordered: "Everyone stop your plan and go to the airport to dress up as flight attendants."

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

An old man was sitting in a seat on a flight that was about to take off.

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

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

In the end, only the old man was left.

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

The stewardess unbuttoned her clothes, took them off to reveal her shirt, and said to the headset with a stern face, "Okay, Chief, I'll be right there."

The flight attendant also left.

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

Did you charter a plane yourself?

Just as a group of people used various methods to infiltrate the airline and wait for Watson to arrive.

Ariana sat in the car, holding the bear cub.