Hogwarts Archmage

After clicking a few times, Ma En said with some disappointment: "New Entertainment is not good, it doesn't even have a detailed explanation of the sticker content..."

"I didn't let them go up."

Margaery brought over some cut fruits of various colors and handed them to the three people crowded on the single sofa: "This way everyone will have more anticipation when we hold the next one."

Ma En thought about it for a moment: "That's right... Anyway, it won't be long before the next session..."

"Actually...I just wanted to say something here."

Margery said hesitantly: "Isn't it too fast to hold the term in such a short time?"

"Quickly? Life is boring, Margaery."

"It's better than this."

She suggested: "We can organize some slightly destructive adventure games for everyone to play, and replace the various situations in them with smart and scary ones. In addition to the participation award, the bonuses will be reduced ten times, and other rewards will also be reduced. Change it to money, once a month and then change the official game to how often it happens."

Ma En thought about it for a moment: "That's okay...but do we have that much money?"

"It's just Muggle currency...it's not as much as you want...and we seem to use a lot of these, and it won't cause any trouble if we throw them on the market, so do you think the Ministry of Magic will come to us and cause trouble?" Margo Rei replied with a smile.

Speaking of the Ministry of Magic, Ma En suddenly remembered something: "Speaking of which...is the American Ministry of Magic in New York? Are we going to have fun?"

Margery's face froze, and the faces of the two girls sitting next to Ma En didn't look too good either.

They finally remembered what they had overlooked.

To be honest, the four of them came from the world of wizards, but now that they are using more power, I don’t know where they have gone. Think about the wizards who also belong to the mysterious side...

Esther said with some lack of interest: "It's just the Ministry of Magic, what's the point of going there... Our identities are somewhat different. If we go there, we'll cause trouble to others..."

As she said this, she winked at Margery while Ma En was not paying attention.

Ma En nodded: "It seems like this... Then forget it... But it's really boring..."

"Don't you already have this thing?" Esther pointed to the computer.

Ma En: "..."

No matter in his past life or in this life, he actually doesn’t like playing computer games very much. When he is moved, he just feels that he has returned to the information age, but...

"Forget it, let's watch the news together... We have to move that couch over, we can't let Margaery stand all the time."

Margaery smiled and said, "No, you guys can take a look first. I have to go back to the potion garden. I haven't been to the potion garden for a long time. With so many industries, we can't always rely on hired workers to take care of them."

"This...I have completely forgotten this..."

Ma En slapped his forehead: "Do you want us to accompany you?"

She rolled her eyes: "Why are you accompanying me? Help me count the quantities of various potion ingredients? I doubt you can recognize them all..."

"All right…"

Ma En smacked his lips twice: "Then go back quickly..."

"Well, I can still go faster on my own. You know that."

"That's right. There are very few guys on this planet who are faster than you."

Hermione pushed herself further in and corrected, "Not at all."

"Ok."

Margaery raised her head and glanced at the watch hanging on the wall: "See you later, I'll be back soon."

Ma En nodded, but didn't say anything about safety. From Margery's point of view, the most danger she could encounter was to be bitten by an insect hidden in the potion pile.

Margaery turned around and took two steps, and her entire body instantly disappeared into the room.

Ma En began to look for some funny stories on the Internet. This time, there were two girls taking charge next to him, so there was no chance for him to quarrel with anyone.

And here, Margery stood in front of a rather magnificent building.

She Shi Shiran stepped up the steps and walked inside.

No one was watching the door, everyone was arguing in the hall.

This group of once-famous wizards has been trapped here for nearly two months.

This is not the fault of a few people in the Black Tea House. They dare not go out everywhere. After all, wizards can see some things that ordinary people can't see.

In their sight, the sunny New York was actually covered with dark clouds, and the vast majority of Muggles began to grow scales that ordinary people could not see.

And as time went by, some strange smells began to appear in the air. Some wizards did not believe in evil and were exposed to this smell for a long time. In the end, they became monsters and were killed by their own people.

These were all read in their minds the moment Margery entered the door.

In fact, this is not surprising. Wizards are more sensitive to some mysterious powers and are more likely to be infected, so even the smell of some mutants' hair dye will cause profound changes in them.

"No wonder…"

Margaery raised her head and looked around: "How many concealment spells and confusion spells have you cast... Oh, and cleaning spells."

In her sight, the surrounding buildings were layered with very thick layers of magic.

"Are you...Margery Langley? Why are you here!?" A white-haired old man looked at Margery with bloodshot eyes and asked.

Her appearance was too unusual. According to the thinking of these wizards, wizards exposed to the outside world should have been contaminated.

Margaery did not answer, but asked a question: "Don't you have a door key here? Why don't you leave?"

The old man shook his head in frustration and said: "The aura has changed, and the door keys are all useless...even the owls can't be used. They have lived in the wizarding world for too long and have become attached to the aura of magicians. If they go out, they will die."

"What about Apparition? With so many people, there must be one or two guys with enough magic power to move outside New York, right?"

"You mean..." the old wizard asked cautiously: "This situation only occurs in New York? The world has not become unsuitable for wizards to survive?"

Margery nodded: "Yeah, what's the matter?"

The atmosphere here quickly became enthusiastic, and even some impatient young people cheered happily.

Only the old wizard discovered something was wrong: "How...how did you know?"

"I?"

Margery thought for a while, and a lot of excuses suddenly came to her mind. Finally, she sighed, feeling that it was too troublesome to defend herself.

She raised her finger.

"because…"

"Because of what?"

The sound of a snap of fingers spread in the hall. It was not loud, but all the wizards were quietly waiting for her answer, so they all heard the sound.

The wizards' expressions became dull, and then whirlpools appeared on the ground, swallowing them up and sending them elsewhere.