"Hey, you little clever devil!" Oshima stared at the little girl fiercely, couldn't help it, stretched out his hand and rubbed it hard, turning the little braids meticulously tied with beautiful ribbons into a chicken coop.

The little girl angrily raised her fist and threatened to give her arrogant brother the iron fist of love, but unfortunately it was easily dodged.

A man who has to work all year round to make money to support his family is not something that just a female high school student can handle. In order to grab a half-price lunch while surrounded by wolves, he has developed exquisite "martial arts".

Kazuo Oshima's eyes softened after rubbing him like a cat, "Don't worry, Saaki, there will definitely be a big house, but not now!"

Although he is not a bad person, he is not a saint either. The group opposite is obviously an organized existence. If they find out that he is destroying their "good things", Zaoji will also be harmed, right?

The thought of letting one's own family be harmed for the sake of others once left a deep impression on him.

Just when Kazuo made up his mind, he stood up and prepared to go to the balcony to unlock the illusion magic he had arranged.

"Ding dong——"

The doorbell rings.

Kazuo Oshima froze on the spot.

After finishing his homework, Oshima Saaki, who was about to return to his room with his textbook in his arms, opened the door in confusion. There were two strange figures at the door, with gentle smiles, and they did not look like salesmen.

"How are you?"

For the first time, Mr. Oshima felt deeply that a big crisis was coming.

Four cups of green tea.

A handful of green smoke rose up, dissipating into the air with the almost inaudible fragrance of tea.

Zaoji, who was sipping tea, looked at the visitor in confusion.

They were two teenagers. She thought they might be in the same grade as her, but they had completely different temperaments.

"Are they some big shot?" Zaoji thought, his eyes unconsciously falling on their clothes and accessories. Although he didn't recognize them at all, they must be high-end goods, right?

The person who came was very strange. He seemed to want to say something, but he was worried about his presence and kept silent.

The atmosphere became somewhat tense.

Taking a long breath, Oshima said to his sister, "Sayaki, go back to your room first."

Zaoji looked at the two people who were smiling at her, and then at her brother with a serious expression. She put down the tea cup obediently and returned to her room. The lock sounded.

Oshima stared at the two uninvited guests, holding the magic hand gesture tightly in his hand, ready to cast a forgetting spell on these two guys at any time.

"Hello, this... senior." Robert broke the silence, "Let me introduce myself first. I am Robert Leslie from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. This is Takashi Murakami, the president of the Student Union of the School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. .”

Oshima was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that the two people opposite him were wizards, not priests.

Regarding Neon's mysterious side, Oshima had heard something about it from his teacher.

Wizards value mystery and therefore hide everything, while Shinto values ​​belief and exists around ordinary people.

Although I don’t know what the specific differences are between them, one thing is certain, the anomalies in the building opposite are definitely not the work of wizards.

Because they simply don't have that many people to arrange something that obviously looks like a large-scale ceremony. This kind of rationality that absolutely requires a huge network of people cannot be explained by just a few confusion spells.

Besides, wizards cannot fundamentally change a Muggle.

They can use the Imperius Curse and the Confusion Curse to control a person to achieve their own goals, but they cannot control a Muggle to achieve their goals, even if they are the leader of a country.

Because the leader not only represents himself, but also represents the millions of people behind him, and wants to change the minds of so many people...

Although the Imperius Curse consumes magic power, its effect is long-lasting. It requires malice to cast it, and there are reports that using this curse many times may cause the wizard to go insane. It is a very dangerous curse.

Of course, compared with other similar spells, this is already a very low price, not to mention it is also very concealable. It can be said that even if the Auror is standing at the door of your house, he will not be able to feel it in the living room. Someone was under the Imperius Curse.

The only drawback may be that it is a bit difficult to obtain. Except for senior Aurors, it will only be circulated among dark wizards.

However, there are also cases where people who are compatible with the spell learn it spontaneously after watching it once.

The Confusion Curse can easily be broken by someone else's careless remark. After all, it is a spell that needs to be cast frequently.

Yu Gong once said that there are endless descendants, but the confusion curse no longer only needs to be controlled by descendants, but also needs to control the people involved many times.

With such a small wizard population, ruling the world can only be a dream.

However, Oshima would not believe the other person easily, but looked at the two of them with a strange expression.

Seeing that the senior did not speak, Robert and Murakami looked at each other helplessly.

"That's right, senior." As the wizard of Neon, Takashi Murakami is also his responsibility to warn all wizards hiding among Muggles. "You should know the second generation of the Dark Lord, right?"

Oshima looked at the two and nodded slowly.

In fact, he was extremely confused. What the hell is the second generation of the Dark Lord? The second generation? The title Dark Lord doesn't sound like a good word, does it? But looking at the faces of the two people, it seems that this is... common sense?

Mr. Oshima, who decided to inquire a little bit about the truth, remained silent and disguised himself with aloofness.

"The Dark Lord is a famous dark wizard in the Kingdom of Corruption. His real name is Tom Riddle. His common name is due to a curse placed on him. For your safety, we will not mention it anymore." President Takashi Murakami The heart of his job came out and he began to preach. Robert was so embarrassed that he felt sick.

What are you doing?

Why tell this common sense to someone who knows these things?

Contrary to Robert's thoughts, Oshima Kazuo's mood at this time can be said to be extremely bad.

Because I have never met such a scary guy who kills people if they disagree... No, it would be better to say that he will cast a confusion spell on the other person when he has such thoughts.

In short, these are not important. When I heard that there was a person in this world who didn't care about the lives of Muggles at all, Oshima felt bad!

Although he is a wizard, he should be classified as a Muggle wizard.

Although he is a wizard, his sister is a Muggle.

Although he is a wizard, his colleagues are Muggles.

Let me ask...

How could he be able to hold on under such circumstances?

"What...what do you want to say?" Kazuo Oshima's expression remained unchanged, but he was already panicking. He wanted to know the reason for the sudden visit of these two guys. Please don't let it be bad news!

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