Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

Tomie hooked the diamond necklace with one finger, looked at it casually for a few seconds, and then threw it on the table and left it there.

"Tomorrow? I mean now. That's all?"

This sentence finally ignited the powder keg.

Petunia Dursley grabbed Tomie's long hair and pulled her off the sofa - dragging her towards the kitchen.

"Oh my god...what are you doing!!"

Ignoring her husband, Penny had only one thought in her mind: without this woman, her family would have been harmonious. She had to find a way to get everything back on track...

such as.

kill her.

The boiling water in her heart was bubbling, and every time a bubble burst, it kept throwing Petunia Dursley a way to solve the problem.

'Kill her!'

'She is the source of everything!'

'Kill her!'

'Cut off your head, and your husband will accept you again;'

'Chop off your arms, and your children will still love you;'

'Kill her! ! '

Chapter 65 Belated Intervention

Just a few seconds after Petunia Dursley pounced, Vernon also pounced: toward his wife - I need to remind everyone here, some people who are not flexible and particularly "bloated" need to pay attention...

Don't underestimate inertia.

Anyway, the three of them rolled into a ball, hit the coffee table, and ran all the way from the sofa side of the living room to the corridor.

Dudley Dursley was stunned - his beloved Miss Tomie was now like a single column of cheese made of thick bread and lean bacon, appearing and disappearing powerlessly in the gap between the two old faces;

"Dudley! Go to the kitchen…kitchen! Get the knife!"

"Don't listen to her! Son, come and pull your mother away!"

Dali was stunned.

The extremely funny entanglement soon became not so happy: Petunia Dursley's nails scratched Tomie's face, and blood splattered on the floor as she rolled, forming a dark red color; then, a piece of her hair was torn out and one of her eyes was scratched.

"Damn it...Dudley! Come here and pull your mother away!"

If someone had told him a few minutes ago that 'you can't even beat a woman', Vernon Dursley would have had a good argument with him. Now it seems...

He really couldn't even beat his own wife.

He couldn't pull the two people apart, and instead he was entangled by them.

"Fuck! Penny, no—"

He saw his wife's fingers raised high, with her pointed nails pointing towards Tomie's eyes.

"What are you doing…Penny!"

Petunia Dursley's face had long been twisted, and the rage in her was beyond her control. "I have to kill her... Vernon. Kill her, and everything will be back on track..."

"Are you crazy? Stop! No…"

"It will be over soon... dear..."

Penny's raised hand paused in the air for a few seconds. She murmured as she looked at her husband. The shrill whisper in her ear once again stirred her fragile nerves.

"Do you think that if you kill me, your husband will love you?"

Tomie covered her half-scratched, bloody face and laughed foolishly: "People who like sweet things don't like bitter taste. You left it for too long, Mrs. Penny..."

These words pressed the last button before the gate opened, and the raised finger fell straight down.

It pierced into Tomie's eye socket.

puff…

The sound of bubbles bursting amplified tenfold.

Petunia Dursley stuffed her index finger into Tomie's eye socket, with the other four sticking out; Vernon Dursley and Dudley screamed like babies - their wife and mother had gone crazy...

Right before my eyes, she used her index finger to poke out a girl's right eye.

And, even while screaming, he continued to dig.

She smiled very happily.

"You have to die...Tomie...If you die, everything will go back to..."

The tissue in the eye socket was crushed by the hard nails, and the lens deflated into a small balloon without air. The sticky tissue fluid was picked out by Penny and thrown onto the floor like snot.

Then she looked at Tomie's other one.

From the eye sockets to the inside, where is it...

Kill her, kill her!

"Penny! Stop it!"

Vernon had no choice but to punch his wife a few times.

“Stop, stop—!”

The husband finally joined the fray.

"Tomie! I want Tomie!"

Their little angel Dudley was watching and howling.

The bustling Dursleys didn't notice that the front door had been knocked several times - during their struggle. With a crisp "knock", the impatient visitor pushed it open.

"It seems we are a little late."

The leader had sparse dark gray hair like seaweed hanging on both sides of his head, his face was covered with scars, and a large piece of flesh was missing from his nose. The most peculiar thing was the fake eye in the right eye socket: the dark black beads turned around strangely in the round metal frame, making a clicking sound.

He limped into the house, leaning on a half-length thick crutch with twisted wood, and then revealed the people behind him.

A black man with no hair and a girl with short rose-red hair.

"I knew it, I knew it..."

The man walked up to the three struggling people and waved his sleeves - his long wizard robe stopped the two curious young people: "Don't look at her, Tonks."

"Oh, I heard she's 'special'..."

The girl named Tonks had a pale face but dark, shiny eyes; her strawberry-colored shoulder-length hair was a little rough, just like her flying eyebrows and wrinkled nose - and it seemed that her personality was the same.

After all, between the two robes, her crimson leather jacket and ripped jeans were particularly eye-catching.

"Especially?" The man with the thick cane snorted, "You just want to see if she is as beautiful as the rumors say..."

"Please Moody..."

Moody twitched his scarred face and put down his hand.

The tall, dark-skinned man was called Kingsley Shacklebolt, tall and strong, wearing a navy blue robe and a golden earring on one ear.

After Moody stepped aside, he moved closer to him and whispered to the respectable gentleman: "How did you accept Nymphadora's character and have the courage to accept her as a student..."

Moody's fake eye rolled around, and his half-smile became a little hideous under the scar: "In my opinion, you are braver, Shacklebolt."

"?"

The black man looked back.

The girl was glaring at him with her hands on her hips: "I told you! Don't call me Nymphadora!"

Suddenly, her hair caught fire!

"Don't...call me! Nifa——"

Kingsley Shacklebolt carefully moved his feet and hid behind old Moody: "Moody..."

Old Moody doesn't care about these two people.

Nymphadora Tonks, a girl who dressed like a rebellious girl. The pronunciation of her apprentice, Nympha and nympho, is very similar, which is why she doesn't like others calling her that.

Well... I won’t tell you what it means specifically.

"There will be plenty of time to vent your pitiful magic later. Now, get out of the way."

Facing the four stunned people, old Moody walked up to them, tapping his cane. He first looked at Mr. Vernon, who was twisting his body with his wife, and then his spinning eyes stared at Dudley Dursley, who had just stopped howling not far away.

"Oh... Fat Piggy and his parents."

Without waiting for a reply, the two eyes simultaneously stared at the creature in the gap - their target this time: Tomie Kawakami.

The woman glared back viciously.

"It seems that memories can be inherited by clones."

Moody raised his hand and slammed his thick cane down on the floor.

Boom!

A golden light shot straight towards the four people!

"Stupefy!"

Chapter 66 Old friends are not old friends

The golden light hit four people accurately.

"Okay, let's start working."

Old Moody dragged his legs impatiently and limped to the side of the three people who were tangling, motioning for Shacklebolt to lend a hand: They should separate the three people, and the Dursleys should be the Dursleys...

Tomie belongs to Tomie.

"That'll be fine?"

Tonks squatted on the floor and looked at the pool of blood curiously - the blood that flowed from Tomie's eyes was now emitting large bubbles like boiling water.

"Her blood is merging, Moody."

"I'm not completely blind." Moody snorted unhappily - Tonks seemed to have never seen him happy before. "It's getting stronger again..."

The magic eye scanned the boiling blood back and forth several times with a click.

“It’s getting more and more troublesome…”

Tomie Kawakami is not considered a magical creature in the wizarding world. Even a year ago, no one took her seriously.

Just a stupid creature that can't cast spells.

until…

She began to split.

in Japan.

It almost caused an irreversible disaster - if the wizards hadn't intervened in time to stop it and erase the Muggles' memories.

"I've read the report, and it seems..."

When the words came to her lips, Tonks couldn't find the right words.

"Every time, or every time, ...

"She's 'becoming more'."

Old Moody squatted down with a heavy heart - supported by Tonks. After all, one of his legs was fake, so it was not easy to do this action.

"Those pigs still shamelessly said, 'Things that are not as useful as Veela are not worth paying attention to,'" Moody said sarcastically, "Now it seems that we will soon be forced to pay attention to this creature that is about to destroy a street, a city, and a continent."