curse the world at hogwarts

Scotland Yard is not based in Scotland, nor is it responsible for anything in Scotland...it's actually a bit of a joke to call it that.

For every Scotland Yard police officer, family gatherings are a nightmare.

"Uncle and aunt~can you tell me how to get to Baker Street?"

"Honestly...does Holmes really exist? The truth was covered up by his brother?"

"Do you usually squat in the office drinking tea and reading newspapers, waiting to take credit for the private detectives' crimes?"

Therefore, people who have stayed here for a long time can basically reach a consensus -

"The stupid Conan Doyle!"

So a neon tourist next to him immediately came over excitedly and nodded repeatedly——

"That's right! The old thief from Qingshan!"

???

Although successive Home Secretaries have privately stated that a novel that is best-selling all over the world must not lead to official resistance to people who legally provide unofficial investigation services...

But talk is all about talk, and deed is back to action, such as the Chief Inspector who is blowing his beard and glaring at two young men in the office of a certain police station.

"Do you think this is a movie?"

"What are you Holmes?"

Probably because he followed the Romans, in order to check the relevant case files and evidence on the disappearance of the exploration team, when Rhine followed Angel to the police station, he assumed the identity of a detective.

Sure enough, the chief inspector was furious.

While being scolded, Officer Angel pulled hard on the corner of Rhine's clothes, fearing that the other party would take out his magic stick.

calm down!

Stay calm!

I know you have broad paths and connections, so don’t be afraid...

But I'm afraid!

To be honest, Rhine was really not that impulsive. He just observed the chief inspector in front of him with great interest, and made up his mind that he would have to give him a hard blow sooner or later.

Doesn't this guy look too much like Scrimgeour?

Could it be that that stern-looking old antique still has some privacy in the Muggle world that is not humane?

"... Under your Majesty's wise guidance, I led the people to live and work in peace and contentment, and the society was prosperous. Although there were occasionally one or two disharmonious notes, the overall effect still reflected the great achievements of Scotland Yard!"

The Chief Inspector made an impassioned speech.

"In such a world that makes people happy and excited, why do you always try to stir up trouble?"

Obviously, he did not choose to call the two annoying guys in front of him "shit stirrups" as a gentleman.

Why do most people resist or even hate good kids like Angel and Hermione? It's because they not only make themselves look ugly, but also always find some pain points from time to time.

It's okay for everyone to just fool around. Why don't you know what it means to be in the same boat...ahem...

What about being like the light?

All in all, the Chief Inspector sprayed wildly for an hour and a half. In the end, he said one and a half words——

Want to reverse the case?

None of the doors!

Although the summer in London is not very hot, and the Inspector General's office is equipped with air conditioning, which Londoners generally don't need, Angel's back was still soaked with sweat.

He knew that when all good talk and good breath didn't work, it was time for Rhine to tear off the disguise and reveal his true face.

The title of detective was something he proposed to Rhine.

What Rhine had originally prepared was a few bottles that were out of stock in the eyes of the wizarding world as the school completely banned professors' private business...

Snape's refined veritaserum.

"What are you doing?"

Although the Chief Inspector is now pampered, he also worked on the front line decades ago. He was keenly aware of the subtle changes in the atmosphere in the room and immediately became alert.

However, when the strong young man in front of him, who was known as the "Detective", suddenly rushed towards him, his fingers were still far away from the revolver.

It's not that the Chief Inspector is old, it's that Rhine is stronger than before.

Three years ago, this kid would have cast three emergency spells in public at most, causing some insignificant farts and diarrhea.

Now, he has mastered the method of using magic power by the big guys without using magic spells or attracting the prying eyes of the Ministry of Magic...

Chief Inspector, stand up.

"Gudu~"

After being forced to swallow a few drops of the potion, the chief inspector stared at Rhine in horror, with a look of despair deep in his eyes.

He suspected that perhaps the descendants of prisoners captured decades ago came to take revenge.

How cool is it to be able to plan revenge for decades?

The Chief Inspector wanted to call for help, but couldn't scream anything. He could only paralyze there and accept the increasingly dizzy reality in front of him...

Tanigi</span>Half an hour later, Rhine took Angel, who was chewing his teeth, out of the building and disappeared into the dense crowd in the summer afternoon.

On the other side, an old pervert appeared, nodding towards a younger brother.

The boy immediately walked into Scotland Yard as if he were dead, and caused the ensuing commotion.

"Don't move!"

"I am a staff member of the Anti-Misuse of Magic Office of the Ministry of Magic..."

"Mafalda Hopkirk!"

Hermione's "guide" appears again.

"You're under arrest for allegedly using magic on Muggles!"

"By the way, why are you so oblivious to Muggle use?"

I haven’t seen her for several years, but Aunt Hopkirk still manages the Ministry of Magic like a neighborhood committee, full of curiosity and gossip.

At this time, Rhine and Angel had already got into the car and drove slowly outside London.

"Don't worry, the Chief Inspector will definitely not remember what happened today, and it won't cause you professional trouble."

Rhine was not a reckless person, so how could he lose Angel, the only obedient and useful Muggle official insider?

If one day he really wants to commit murder, wouldn't it mean that he lacks a good helper to destroy the evidence?

just kidding.

Angel then breathed a sigh of relief. He thought that the reason why Rhine acted openly and did not do any on-site handling afterward was because he thought he was in a disadvantageous position in the case of the disappearance of the exploration team!

so far so good……

However, before Angel's feeling of joy spread from his heart and completely enveloped his whole body and mind, Rhine struck another heavy blow.

"Anyway, he has already issued a transfer order for you."

???

The car squeaked sideways, causing the passers-by outside the window to curse angrily, and finally stopped hard on the side of the road.

When Angel looked back, he realized that what Rhine had taken out of the chief inspector's safe was not only the files on the disappearance case, but also a lot of other things.

The most eye-catching one above is "Several Decisions Concerning the Transfer of New Sheriff Nicholas Angel to the Town of Sandford."

"Wang Defa?!!!"

Angel's mentality collapsed on the spot.

In terms of hard work and performance, what's wrong with him, Scotland Yard's number one police detective?

It seems that I have been promoted from a police officer to a sergeant, but is it better to be a police officer in the Greater London area or to be a sergeant in a remote and remote countryside...

He is not stupid!

Angel doesn't believe it. Can't the Greater London area find a vacancy for a police chief?

After all, the good boy was bullied. At this moment, his colleagues who were messing around were most likely celebrating the departure of the "nuisance".

"Do you admit it? Or don't you admit it?"

Rhine asked as he shook the pile of things in his hand.

"If he doesn't admit it, we can actually threaten this guy... The old fool locked all the photos with his lover in the safe."

"..."

Officer Angel struggled internally.

It's not that he is really a saint, he is just an official social animal who does his duty and works hard.

But the other party is the chief inspector!

Instead of threatening him with this thing, he might as well ask Rhine to use magic to change the other party's decision.

"Ugh--!"

Angel sighed and chose to accept his fate.

This is the sorrow of an honest child.

Rhine could only shrug and lean back on the back seat.

"Let's go!"

"where to?"

Angel was taken aback.

"Go to Sandford Town~"

Rhine said happily.

"Didn't you realize that it happens to be on the route map of the disappearance case?"

"Just~~~~Okay~"