Luckily the main story is at Hogwarts

"I'm sure, Minister."

"These invitations are an alchemical item, like a portkey, and they have some sort of high magic like Apparition hidden on them. They are not activated."

In the minister's office, a guy wearing gold-rimmed glasses and dressed like an old-school elite lawyer from the [-]th century held an invitation letter from the Red Queen in his hand and explained to Mr. Kohaug.

This is the chief alchemist of the Magical Congress of the United States of America.

Although the Magical Congress of the United States of America has a stricter blockade on the Muggle world, they are actually the most accepting of Muggles among all magical worlds.

There is no way, who can make this world have talents in large numbers.

"Where did they come from."

Kohaug asked calmly.

"It's not France, it's not England, it's not Germany, but it could be..."

The Cold War was in full swing at that time, not only the Muggle world, but also the magical world was also affected. That country seemed to be a very scary place for the wizards here.

The alchemist put the invitation on the table and said that these were all his guesses.

Kohaug turned his attention to another person across the desk, a lady wearing a bright, colorful, and extremely gorgeous top hat.

"It comes from fairyland."

The lady's slender hand wrapped in black silk gloves holds an exquisite long-stem pipe. The misty smoke rises along with the fragrant smell, making her face hidden under the gauze scarf more and more blurred. .

But it was still vaguely visible. This was an extremely beautiful face, and it seemed a little familiar, a little like the Red Queen's...

"wonderland."

Kohaug put his hands on the desk, his expression cold and serious, like a robot that had strayed into the magical world.

"I remember that after the spacecraft crashed, the connection between Wonderland and us was cut off."

"But there are still some sudden situations that briefly open up the passage between the two worlds."

The gorgeous woman's misty voice came again from behind the smoke.

"Mirrors, paintings, tornadoes... are all possible."

The alchemist next to him was sitting upright, not daring to look at the graceful body next to him, because although the rose was gorgeous, it had thorns.

But despite this, he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth when he heard this.

Tornado, what the hell is a tornado?

But Kohaug seemed to have thought of something.

The Wizard of Oz.

That Muggle fairy tale.

Fairy tales are shared by both worlds, whether it is the Muggle world or the magical world, and many times, the information that some fairy tales inadvertently reveal may not be as simple as just making up random things.

As the Minister of Magic of the United States, Kohaug certainly knew a lot of secret information.

In addition to the legend of the three brothers in the Tales of Peter the Poet in Europe, there are many similar stories in their own country, such as Don't Invite Strangers In, The Mothman, or The Wizard of Oz.

"I just want to know what's going on."

Kohaug tapped the invitation on the table with his fingers and went straight to the topic.

It's nothing more than Kohaug being so direct, because the number of such invitations is very large, and its initiator sends out invitations almost without any scruples. In just two days, there are nearly a thousand people from all over the country. received this invitation.

This thing is transformed from a magical creature that looks like a playing card, and its whereabouts are secretive, so currently few Muggles are suspicious of this card.

At best, it is thought to be some kind of prank.

Except for a very few lucky people who saw the whole process of playing cards turning into cards, which required Aurors to go and deal with it, in general the situation was still within control.

But that's not what Kohaug is worried about.

He was worried about what would happen next.

Because the real function of this invitation is actually very clear, it is a door key.

Thousands of Muggles disappeared at the same time, still missing in the form of portkeys. Thinking of this, Kohaug felt like his brain was going to explode.

It's not like he didn't try to collect and destroy these invitations, but new invitations will be sent soon.

On the contrary, it is easy to aggravate the occurrence of trouble.

"who knows."

The woman's voice came again from behind the smoke.

"But if you need it."

"I'm willing to find out for you."

As she spoke, she stood up, her voice seemed to have some vague meaning.

"And the price, you know, you know what I want."

Kohaug's expression remained unchanged.

"Clear things out."

He said.

"As for the reward."

"No."

These words made the woman opposite him stiffen slightly for an instant, but she soon softened again.

"Of course, no problem."

she said with a smile.

"It is an honor to serve a handsome and mature gentleman like you."

She smiled softly, and her jade hand, which was hazy under the black stockings, turned a little of the smoke in the sky into a misty rose and sent it to Kohaug. Then she turned around and left with her high heels.

The moment she turned around, the black veil seemed to float slightly, revealing a face that was very similar to the Red Queen's elder sister, the White Queen.

Not long after she left, the alchemist bowed slightly and left, leaving Kohaug alone in the office.

When the smoke cleared, he grabbed the top hat from the hanger and put it on his head.

100 years ago, the magical world and the Muggle world were almost inseparable. But in the past 100 years, the Muggle world did not know what went wrong. Various strange events broke out frequently. As a last resort, the magic world and the Muggle world had no contact. There is a very secret connection between the upper echelons of the melon world.

And now, he felt that it was time to pay a visit to the Muggle Prime Minister.

………………

"Three days."

"It's calm."

"There are no ogres, no serial killers, no perverted clowns, and no butchers on the farm. Madison and Charles are like a newlywed couple, driving to their love nest, forever, to..."

Ciel took Madison's script off her face.

It is the latest issue of Marvel's 714 special issue "Wanda and Vision 3".

Yes, this world also has two companies: Marvel and DC. After all, this is not the superhero universe next door, so there is no need to avoid spoilers.

While fishing for law enforcement at a road gas station, Madison grabbed two of the latest comics from the shelf. Of course, Ciel paid the bill.

He wasn't the type to break up a store clerk over a box of gum.

"You know this story is about The Truman Show. The ending of Wanda and Vision is not very happy."

Ciel threw the book aside.

Madison, who was lazily nestled in the beanbag, shrugged, saying that he didn't know.

"I'm just bored."

she drawled.

"I feel like I'm going to rot, you can understand."

"Being blocked in the toilet by bullies, having the stall door locked, having water poured from above, being locked up for a whole night, the kind of decay that makes mushrooms grow on your whole body."

Ciel looked at her for a long time.

"If I remember correctly, you should have played the role of a bully in school."

"It does not matter."

Madison shrugged.

"I think I can relate to the idiots I blocked in the toilet, and they should be honored."

Charles was silent for a moment, speechless at Madison's shameless remarks. After a while, he could only say.

"Congratulations, you're on the road to Hollywood."

I don’t know whether he is describing her shamelessness or empathizing with other characters.

Madison chewed gum on her red lips and blew out a big bubble.

"I know you're bored too."

Charles shook his head. He didn't feel that Jason's meat experiment had made much progress. He felt that he was getting closer and closer to special skills.

"So, I discovered something interesting this morning."

"Perhaps you will be interested."

Before Charles could say, I have no more polyjuice potion here, and there is no magic potion that can turn me into two, or turn you into two, have a threesome, and reject the yellow waste in Madison's mind. , she suddenly took out a card from her pocket and threw it in front of Charles.

"This is it."

She said.