Hogwarts Archmage

At the end of the game, everyone in the Big Apple City had a carnival. The only people who were left out were probably the contestants. After confirming that the last program was over, the green guy took out a door from the wall. , open the door and tell them to get out.

And after these guys left the door, they realized they were home...

I arrived home directly, and there were family members at home who were watching the end of the show.

Except Mann.

After he opened the door, he came to a house that even a blind man knew was very expensive - opposite was a corner of Central Park. His family was from New York, so he knew this place.

Upper East Side.

But now he had no time to think about why he was here, because sitting opposite him was a strong middle-aged man with a very ugly face.

The middle-aged man had an old-fashioned beard. He picked up the cigar on the table and took a puff. The rich cigar smoke made Mann cough repeatedly, but he didn't dare to cough loudly when he looked up at the man's face. He could only suppress his tone---this only made him cough even more.

After seven or eight puffs in a row, the man put the remaining cigar on the small shelf, stared at Mann silently, and waited until it was completely extinguished by itself before he said: "Introduction, I am George McCall. Is your name Mann?"

"Yes...yes sir, what do you want from me?"

George took the calendar from the table, tore off the January page, circled the number 17 with a pen, and handed it to him.

Mann asked a little timidly: "Sir...what does this mean?"

"Today is the 13th. You have almost three days to escape. Starting in the early morning of the 17th, I will send people to find you. If I find you..."

He chuckled: "That will definitely not be a pleasant thing for you."

"But...I have to know why?"

George looked at him with some confusion: "Don't you know why?"

Mann thought about it seriously. He had been in that game these days, and he really didn't know the person in front of him. He shook his head uneasily.

"Look at my face, do you remember anything?"

He obediently stared at George's face until he suddenly noticed something when he saw his eyebrows. He said in a panic: "You...you and that girl named Jasmine..."

George slapped him across the face with a big slap. He couldn't control the force he just acquired. Not only did he lose half of his teeth, but his face was also a little crooked.

After slapping him, he was stunned and quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, after three days of talking, I really couldn't hold it in anymore... You shouldn't have recognized me."

Mann couldn't help it this time and burst out crying, but after seeing George's uncontrollable hands, he choked it back again.

George was too lazy to pretend anymore and pointed to the door: "You can go out from there. Remember, it's the 17th. After the 17th, I will send someone to find you..."

After Mann left, Max walked downstairs unsteadily, followed by Jasmine who looked like a pendant. She looked at the teeth scattered on the ground: "You rich people really don't talk about credit... But after all, What a scumbag. How are you going to deal with him?"

"Should we castrate him and sell him to some people with strange hobbies?"

George said a simple way, but then denied it: "No, that is too easy, and it will damage my character...I have to think about this issue carefully."

The couple had a total of five children, two sets of twins, all boys, and the third child was a single child, Jasmine. She was the apple of the family's eye. When he was watching the video, even though he knew that this guy was impossible Even if he succeeds, he still grits his teeth and wants to rush into the TV and kill this bastard alive.

This time, he opened the door and sent Mann here directly. This was also a request he made before Hermione left a few days ago. Hermione happily agreed to him.

"Don't be too cruel."

Connie, who is kind-hearted, came down the stairs: "Our family has a mine in Africa. We can send him there."

"Would it be too cheap for him?"

"Come on, honey."

Connie walked to the table and poured herself a cup of lemon tea. After taking a sip, she said: "We don't just have to think about him. There are only a few people around the mine. Those strong young men are busy all day long and don't even have a place to relieve their stress." No, we have to find something to make them happy. This guy named Mann looks very feminine, so if he is castrated, everyone should be able to make do with it."

Max shuddered and felt that these powerful people seemed quite friendly, but in fact they were all cannibals.

"These nobles and rich people are really terrible." Ma En said in the black tea house.

He has been paying attention to the follow-up of this incident, and for this reason, he asked Margaery to seek Max's opinion and then broadcast it.

"Then what would you do if it were you?" Esther asked casually after taking the fruit plate from Dobby and placing it on the table.

"I?"

"to you."

"How could I let this happen to my child?"

Esther sighed: "I mean if."

After thinking about it for a while, Ma En said: "I don't have much patience. If something like this happens, I will definitely turn this scumbag into a real scumbag as soon as possible. In a physical sense... it may also be a scumbag." None left."

There were only two of them in the room now, Hermione and Margaery were in the small potion workshop nearby.

"I really didn't expect Marn to have so many emotions. How long has it been? I think this thing will be useful in less than a year." Hermione looked at the strange light emitting from the inside of the round table with the lid opened on the ground. The medicine said.

Margery checked the maturity of the potion: "This is a good thing. But I'm afraid one year is far from enough. When the density of this thing reaches the later stage, it will not accumulate so fast. It will take a long time to increase, but it will definitely It’s much shorter than we expected.”

"Are you sure this thing will really work?"

"It was uncertain at first, but now it is becoming more and more certain. We are not trying to make him a human, but to retain some human ways of thinking and emotions..."

Hermione squatted down and brought herself closer to the potion: "What if it still doesn't work? If this potion fails, we don't have another one."

"No, we have."

"Yes? Where is it?"

Margaery was silent for a moment and then said, "Actually, you should know."

"What do I know... wait... it can't be..."

She nodded.