This Hogwarts wizard is just too steady.

In London at the end of the [-]th century, many people would pay attention to a wealthy young man who "ran away from home" with a large amount of cash on his person.

Magma's eyes were shocked.

It's true that the other party made the first move, but using offensive magic against Muggles is not in compliance with the minor wizard laws established by the Ministry of Magic. You might end up in the wizard's court, or even be sent directly to Azka in serious cases. class.

Fortunately, Bai Hang has not yet joined Hogwarts and is an unregistered wizard, so Trace will not be able to track him.

The reason why Mag was able to discover that Bai Hang was using magic was because she left an owl in Huijin District when she left a year ago.

All movements about Bai Hang were reported by that owl.

This also includes the fact that Bai Hang created his own highly offensive magic.

Mag came to Bai Hang this time for this reason.

The agreement to go to Hogwarts is still one year away, but McGonagall must remind him not to continue using magic in the Muggle world.

If you want to continue using it, you are welcome at Hogwarts.

...

Bai Hang walked around behind the bar, stood on tiptoe and took a bunch of keys from the drawer.

Bai Hang stuffed the slime into his bag, took the key and hugged the cat, and went up to the second floor.

The doors in the corridor all look the same, and Bai Hang doesn't know which one is better.

I opened a room casually with the key, and a musty wood smell wafted out of the room. It was foggy in London, the air was very humid, and wooden furniture could easily become moldy, especially in a small hotel near the suburbs.

Bai Hang took out his magic wand, waved it and said softly: "Reparo!"

“Scourgify cleaned up!”

After two spells in a row, the room was as clean as new.

Since he had already gone through the fuchsia and petrification before, he might as well break the jar and throw it away, so he wouldn't be afraid of being discovered by the Ministry of Magic again.

He originally planned to stay in this place for three days, but now he decided to stay only one night.

Bai Hang felt that leaving home was a mistake.

He is too young, only five years old, and there are too many dangers in London. If he wants to solve these dangers, he must keep using magic spells. There are not many people like the hotel owner in the UK.

The society at the end of the twentieth century was still a bit too turbulent for a child who had left home.

...

...

There is a clock tower not far from the motel. There are two or three rooms on the clock tower. They used to be used by the bell ringers, but were later converted into outsourced rooms by the farmer who bought the land.

Just like a hotel, but for long-term rentals.

In the room in the bell tower, a man and a woman were having a conversation.

"Jianfni, my spy has received a letter. A fat sheep has gone to the hotel."

"Your spies also told me that that man is a wizard."

"Wizard? Stop making trouble, there is no such thing in the world."

"Xius, believe it or not, there is real magic in this world, and I have seen it with my own eyes."

The man pressed two bullets into the shotgun, but the woman sat on a broken sofa, crossing her legs and showing no intention of moving.

The faces of both men and women look rough, which is the result of long-term exposure to wind and sun, but women's faces look gloomier.

Hughes had never dared to look directly into Jennifer's eyes. When he looked at her, he felt as if he was being stared at by a poisonous snake.

This feeling was terrible. Although Hughes didn't believe in magic, he sometimes felt that Jennifer must have been under witchcraft at some point. This woman often reminded him of the terrifying witches of the Middle Ages for no reason.

...

At the same time, Bai Hang in the motel was waving his wand towards the room——

"Protegototalum protects all."

"Salviohexia is in safe hands."

"RepelloMuggletum Muggle shield."

"Muffliato close your ears and listen."

"ProtegoHorribillis super armor protection."

Magomao on the side has long been accustomed to strange things. Now she will not be surprised no matter what Bai Hang uses. If she shows a surprised expression again, it must be Bai Hang telling her that there is a magic spell that he can't do.

According to McGonagall, a "Muggle shield" is all that is needed to sleep peacefully.

This is a Muggle world, there won't be that much trouble.

But Bai Hang released five magic spells around the room.Her cautious attitude reminded her of the magic war that had passed.

In those dark times, wizards needed a lot of protection if they wanted to get a good night's sleep.

Unconsciously thinking of something, McGonagall reminded herself in her mind that the mysterious man was dead and the Muggle world was safe now... at least there would be a long period of safety in the future...

...

Time gradually passed, and Mag was considering whether to lift the transformation spell and have a good talk with Bai Hang.

She maintained her tabby cat form just because she didn't want her transformation to be discovered by a child.

But actually...why would she want to be serious with a child?

McGonagall attributed this mentality to the old wizard's pride.

Because she is the professor of Transfiguration at Hogwarts, her transfiguration must not be discovered by others.

...

The sound of "tuk-tuk" footsteps was heard in the corridor.

Mag raised his head and glanced at the wall clock. It was now one o'clock in the morning.

The vertical pupils of the cat-like animal shone with a faint green light in the darkness.Her eyes were covered with magic power, and she looked directly at the corridor through the door panel and the five layers of protection released by Bai Hang.

A man with a thick beard and a hunched back was walking down the corridor.

He held wires in his hands, twisted them together, and woven them into a handy shape.

This is a tool used by thieves to pick locks.

The other party was a skilled thief. He opened the door very easily, walked around the house and then closed the door very lightly.

He walked through all the rooms on the second floor without taking anything.

A thief came to steal something, but he didn't do it for a long time. There was only one reason why he didn't do it, that is, he didn't find his target.

The "Muggle shield" deployed by Bai Hang successfully drove away this ordinary person who did not know magic.

The thief paced the hallway.

He was puzzled and confused.

This confusion and confusion gradually turned into mild anxiety and anger.

He opened a door.

Took the tenant's purse.

The tenant heard a slight noise and woke up from the haze.The tenant saw the thief, but her consciousness was not clear and she remained in a half-asleep state.

...

The next morning, Bai Hang was woken up by the sound of quarrels coming from the first floor.

He unshielded, got dressed and went downstairs.

An old lady who looked to be six or seventy years old was kneeling on the ground, shaking the shop owner who was petrified yesterday, and muttering: "My wallet was stolen! There are more than ten pounds in it! This is your shop, The stuff was lost in your store! You have to help me find it!"

This old lady is a little confused, and normal people can see the abnormality in the store owner.Several guests watching were talking in low voices, and someone had already picked up the microphone on the bar and called the police.

Bai Hang held the magic wand, retreated behind the crowd, and whispered in his mouth: "Finite Incantatem (removal of the curse)!"