I swung my greatsword at Hogwarts

Hermo was struggling, but Ariana didn't say anything, and arranged for Xiaoxiong to lock it firmly with a seven-day lock.

Two people got out of the carriage, Watson had changed his equipment, and Mrs. Wick was carrying five bags in each hand.

"I really saw it." Watson said in surprise, "It turns out that the wish list can really be anything."

"Dad, Mom, Arianna?" John asked puzzled, "Why are you here?"

"We're here to spend the holidays with you." Watson threw out the Quaffle he had won, and the Quaffle flew back.

"That amusement park is really interesting," Mrs. Wick said with satisfaction, "The costumes in it are also very interesting."

"Brother, here it is."

Ariana stuffed good Herme into John's arms.

"Arianna caught this, but it's really similar to the two in our family."

Watson said with a smile, "I heard it's an event in an amusement park. If you catch it, you can make a wish."

"Ariana promised to see you."

Hearing this, John looked at the serious Arianna, his heart warmed, and he reached out and rubbed the messy hair.

"Did you miss me?"

Ariana nodded vigorously, and John looked at his parents.

"Then spend the holiday here." John smiled.

"By the way, isn't this little guy going back?" Watson thought for a while and asked, "I think the people in the amusement park are quite friendly."

"Oh, this is Hermo."

John answered casually.

Watson stopped.

With a look of skepticism on his face, he asked, "That amusement park..."

"mine."

Do you know how much harm that an understatement can do to Watson's hard work so that his wife and children can live a good life?

He supported his wife's shoulders to keep himself from falling down, and said with a forced smile, "Ah, I said it so enthusiastically. By the way, is silver hand a very common word in the wizarding world? I saw it written in many places today."

"Father, if it says silver hand, there is a high probability that it is mine too."

"Pfft."

Watson was still not steady.

He couldn't figure it out.

Let's just say, just say.

A big boy who just graduated, he has dozens of industries, is this normal?

Watson knows that his son is rich, but you didn't tell me that he is going to monopolize the magic world.

"I'm going back to open another hotel!"

At the age of 38, I stood like a minion.

Watson vowed that he must return to his family position!

Eh?

Family brother!

younger brother!

Social status?

Family brother!

Why is this happening?

Watson is in a mess, why should his younger brother not change.

This Christmas, there are entertainment in the front, friends in the back, and family in the end.

It's kind of messy though, though John doesn't understand why Dad's babbling about 'brother' or something in there.

But it was the happiest Christmas he ever had.

Silver Hand Manor also became lively.

...

Wick's home was observed day and night by at least 20 special agents.

In the field car disguised as a mobile dining car, the old agent looked at the unconscious young agent with an unprecedented serious expression on his face.

"How did he faint?"

"I don't know, there is no sign. When he touched the doorknob of Wick's house, he flew out and passed out."

The old agent slapped the young agent twice in the face. The young man was in good health and had fallen asleep without any sign of getting up.

However, various instruments showed that his body was normal. Except for a little kidney deficiency, he was basically no different from ordinary people.

"Similar to a high-quality sleep," another female agent has a medical basis.

The young agent breathed smoothly and felt no discomfort at all.

The mysterious incident made them very scared, and they suspected that this was a trap left by Watson.

And Greg, who played for another country, also reported the strange thing just now.

The agents were devastated.

This is not the case with indigenous intelligence agencies.

In the mysterious MI[-] base, a whole new department opens.

That department has only one code name.

seven.

Any other information, even MI[-], is only half-knowledgeable.

All they knew was that the place took away the most elite members of MI[-].

And those people were also transferred from the archives and became an invisible person without a past.

At this moment, among the seven places.

A man was bound upside down by his hands and feet.

There was horror in the man's eyes, and his head was facing a bucket.

And there was no one in the room except him.

A mirror is in front, and behind the mirror is a person who controls this mysterious mechanism.

Mycroft.

He was looking at the man quietly, listening to the constant begging for mercy.

In his hand, a yew wand was fiddling with.

"It's their weapon."

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Mycroft would not have thought that this man could launch a powerful attack through a wooden stick.

One of the first-level armed forces was shot at the scene and is now in a state similar to muscle stiffness and cannot move.

They found the man at a rental property.

The man was reported as a suspect because he hadn't gone out for many days.

Seven places quickly locked this person, from his weird behavior to the subsequent arrest.

"What's your name?" Mycroft's voice sounded in the room to stop his subordinates from continuing to put the man into the bucket.

From the moment the man was caught, he was on the verge of collapse.

"My name is Sally Conrad, please, please let me go." Sally was about to collapse, he had no idea that he would be caught by Muggles.

He was originally a saint who sneaked into England, and came here to preach the idea of ​​holy fire baptism.

It's a pity that he has no chance at all in the second king's territory.

Anyone who brings up Grindelwald could be turned over to the Ministry of Magic.

He can only hide, cleverly he hides in the Muggle world.

But he didn't expect that his incompatibility with other people exposed his identity.

Mycroft's eyes were steady, and he ignored Sarri's pitiful begging for mercy.

"Very well, Sarri," Mycroft began his question, "are you a wizard?"

"Wizard, oh no, I'm a wizard!"

Sarri was about to deny it, but when he saw the chain that bound his feet move, he was so frightened that he immediately admitted.

"Please tell me, how did a corpse die without disease, wounds, or any signs of poisoning?"

McCoff wants to further confirm Sarri's identity and get more news from him.

"No disease, no wound, no poisoning?" Surrey just thought about it, and saw the chain moving down, and he was frightened.

"It's a killing curse, yes, it must be a killing curse!"

His hair touched the water in the bucket, and the terrified face was reflected in the muddy water.

"Death Curse? Tell me what it does." Finally, there were waves in Mycroft's eyes.

In Little Hangleton, they found a new body in the house halfway up the mountain, but the body had turned into bones, and no one knew what it was like when it died.

Surrey stammered out what the Kedavra Curse would do.

From now on, that mysterious world called Wizard.

During this torture, little by little, it spread to the eyes of this smart man who is ranked first in the world, and even the world.

The evil Killing Curse, the Cruciatus Curse that is more painful than any punishment, the Imperius Curse that can control people.

The unimaginable and frightening magic one after another, people began to gradually understand the horror of wizards.

And on the seven blank files, the confidential file that says 'Wizard Invasion' finally started to write.

...