"Deprimo" Garland just pointed his wand.

The ground beneath Abe's feet collapsed, burying her.

"You want to save her?" Garland saw what Harry was thinking and pointed his wand at Harry.

The Fiendfyre trapped Harry there, and the flames continued to compress the space in which he lived.

Sectumsempra

The invisible sword blade passed through, and Garland dodged as much as he could, but one of his ears still flew off.

Taking advantage of the momentary surprise, Harry used Apparition to pass through the gap in the flames, and used the Shadowless Sword again to split the stone pillar.

The stone pillar lost its support and fell down, hitting Garland.

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

Fiery roared and rushed towards the factory.

Harry's face changed, and he quickly used Apparition to come to the Auror, gathered several people together, and hid in the pit.

Flames fell into the factory and a huge explosion hit.

An explosion occurred in a factory in Birmingham, and thick smoke covered the sky over Birmingham.

In the firelight, several Shield Charms exploded in front of Harry.

He also tried his best to resist until the explosion ended.

Harry fell to his knees, breathing heavily, and struggled to climb out of the pit, with broken pieces of wood falling down.

Abe and his companions finally regained some mobility.

They looked at the scene before them and felt a chill in their hearts.

"It's over."

...

There was no way such a big commotion could be hidden from Muggles.

The huge accident and the leaked toxic gas forced the mayor of Birmingham to evacuate the citizens urgently.

A few dozen minutes later, the plane landed.

McCaffrey flew to Birmingham.

"Mr. McCaff," the Birmingham man took him to the exploded factory.

This factory was vandalized.

The people from Section 7 put on protective clothing and went inside.

When he re-emerged, Mycroft looked at the chips.

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

Mycroft took the piece of wood and looked at the words on it.

"This incident should have been done by a wizard."

A cold light flashed in his eyes. The wizard destroyed the factory, causing more than a hundred people to be poisoned and hospitalized, and also caused significant economic losses.

The wizard's malice.

"We can start by classifying it as evil."

McCof put down the wood chips and asked his men to take all the things back to the seven locations.

Now the other party has taken the first move. If the Muggle world does not respond, it will appear cowardly.

"and many more."

Just as he was about to leave, Mycroft stopped.

He looked back at the destroyed factory and said to the person next to him, "Prepare a set of protective clothing for me."

He wanted to go in and see for himself.

Although some people advised him that there might be residual harmful substances inside, McCovey was facing the greatest threat to humanity at present, so he had to be cautious.

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

His eyes fell on the place that was different from the black color around him after the explosion.

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

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

In his mind, an imaginary wizard battle was unfolding.

Broken pillars, collapsed ground, melted by flames, neat cuts.

The scenes replayed themselves in his mind, filling in with some of the magic he got from Conaid.

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

The terrifying brain is like a supercomputer, Mycroft concluded.

There are two wizards, one of whom might be trying to stop what is happening here.

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

That explosion in Poland, plus the explosion here.

A spot of gold appeared in Mycroft's peripheral vision.

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

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

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

"Sally Conrad."

He recognized it; Sally Conrad had one too.

That said, this person has some connection to Sarri.

The body and the symbol were taken away by Mycroft.

The mayor of Birmingham was unable to even understand the cause of this unexpected disaster, so he had to announce that there was a gas pipeline leak.

...

Furry Bear Country.

Jovanovich Territory.

The witcher's old wolf was looking at those things, and he recognized the ancient words on them.

"Mr. Jovanovich."

The other party had great respect for old Jovonovich.

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

"Helpless?" Old Jovanovich glanced at the slightly fat middle-aged man.

Although the old wolf is old, he has a sharpness that makes people dare not look directly at him.

However, this middle-aged man behaved respectfully and showed no fear when facing old Jovonovich.

Old Jovanovich laughed, and laughed loudly.

Seryosha Jovanovich, who was standing by, looked at the middle-aged man with pity.

Old Jovonovich, who was originally smiling, suddenly jumped up, grabbed the middle-aged man's head and smashed it on the table.

"You widower's bastard, Dreykov."

The middle-aged man didn't expect old Jovonovich's rampage, and was held down on the head by the big hand, unable to move.

When the girls who came with him saw that he was injured, they immediately wanted to attack him.

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

"Don't move, you bunch of little widows." Seryosha grabbed the woman and threw her out the door. The rest of the people wanted to come over, but were all knocked down by Seryosha.

He broke a girl's foot with one foot.

"I respect you, Jovanovich."

Drekov struggled in vain; 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 over to Drekov's ear and said in a hoarse, weathered voice: "You don't respect me. You didn't respect me when you dragged my daughter into the feud of your woman's house!"

"It was an accident!" Drekov felt death coming, and he explained frantically, "I didn't know Jovanovich's people were there."

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

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

Skulls rattle and death has never been so close.

Drekov gasped.

Secrets. This old man who once walked on the Red Square has secrets that make people salivate.

However, death makes people lose all desire other than survival.

Old Jovonovich loosened his hand, but before Drekov could breathe a sigh of relief, he was strangled by his big hand.

The tall old man can lift an 80-kilogram man with just one hand.

"Remove your people from my daughter and granddaughter. I will be watching you, with the wolf's paw on your heart and its fangs ready to tear your throat out."

The domineering old man growled, "Now get out of my territory and take your widows with you."

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

Those assassination experts who were so proud of their training seemed like a joke under Jovanovich's bloody gaze.

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

If he took one more step forward, he would be able to tear the fat man's neck apart and pull out his internal organs.

Unfortunately, Drekov did not do so.

In anger, he fired a shot, injuring the girl with a broken leg and causing her to fall into a pool of blood.

he left.

"Andrei," the elder Jovanovich called to his eighth son, "go tell your sister that we have some trouble with Yadani."

"Do you want me to deal with them all?" Andre asked.

Old Jovanovich stared at what he was holding and said, "We can't kill the whole world."

"But if anyone embarrasses our relatives, we will break their necks."

...

Chapter 705: Underground President in Action

The phone rings.

Watson and Ariana, one was sitting on the floor racking her brains over a puzzle, while the other was sitting on the sofa, her silky golden hair being combed diligently by the little bear.

Ariana held an iced soda in one hand and stared at the movie intently.

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

"Andre? Okay, I get it."

The smile on Watson's face gradually disappeared and he looked out the window.

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

"Ariana, Dad needs to go out for a while." Watson thought for a moment and said, "But if you want to go out with Dad, Dad can do it too."

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

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