The Krab King Boss at Hogwarts

Death is coming!

Although I watched the movie in my previous life, it was still so many years ago.

But Richard remembered that breathtaking movie very clearly.

In his previous life, Richard was an orphan with no family or friends. He liked to watch movies after work.

Among them, the arrival of the God of Death cast a huge shadow on him, making everything look suspicious.

Accidents are everywhere, and no matter how many times you escape, death is always with you.

The depressing feeling made him calm down after swiping Teletubbies five times in a row.

This time he and Natasha did not get on the plane, but the god of death was still eyeing them, including the passengers on that plane, and no one would be pulled off.

For the God of Death, these people are all on the death list. The God of Death will be late but will not be absent.

It will take everyone's life through various seemingly reasonable accidents.

He had a premonition for no reason that the appearance of the God of Death he saw was not an illusion, it was the other party who allowed him to see it.

Richard died once, but not completely or cleanly.

Anyone who escapes death in this way will inevitably attract the attention of the God of Death.

The fact that Richard is alive proves that the God of Death's business ability is not up to par, which is the biggest negative for his career.

"Go to Hogwarts quickly and ask for Principal Dumbledore!"

Richard looked up at the sky, watched the little flying chicken leave, and returned to England across the sea with his letter.

He himself was definitely not a match for a god. He was heartbroken at just one glance, and he didn't even understand what kind of existence the other party was.

He has peerless martial arts, but nowhere to use them.

He just wanted to save face, and there was nothing he could do without seeing the God of Death.

The Gatling gun in the backpack obviously has no effect on death, and even bringing a nuclear bomb will not help.

The moment he was sure that he was being targeted by the God of Death, Richard was thinking about how to save his and Natasha's lives under the favor of death.

Dumbledore was the first person he thought of, followed by the antique shop's dad, the two most powerful wizards he could come into contact with.

He couldn't tell who was stronger between the antique shop dad and Dumbledore.

However, Dumbledore has the title of the greatest white wizard, so he probably won't compare to him.

He and the antique shop dad only had a casual acquaintance, so he came to ask him to help him solve the troubles from God. It was obviously impossible, but the dear principal was more reliable.

After thinking for a moment, Richard figured out what to do and asked Old Deng to have sex with the God of Death!

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"You will protect me, right?"

Natasha smiled brightly, not caring about the death in Richard's mouth.

Looking at the girl's smile, Richard relaxed a little.

Make a decision in his mind, if Dumbledore doesn't care about him, then he will rob Gringotts!

Bet on the odds of a lottery and find a way to save him and Natasha. Don't let anything happen to the girl no matter what!

"Smile~" Natasha stood on tiptoes and rubbed his tight cheeks.

"Didn't you say that the God of Death will start taking action after many days? That means we still have a lot of time to think of a solution."

Richard forced a smile, he didn't care, he was a little sure of saving his life in the face of death.

As far as movies are concerned, the God of Death is really not that powerful. As long as his true form does not end, he doesn't care no matter how many accidents happen to him.

However, the simple spells Natasha has learned so far are not enough to cope with accidents in life. Her thin body will be injured even if it is slightly broken, and it is absolutely unable to cope with various accidents caused by the God of Death.

After encountering this unfortunate incident on a plane, he now wanted to put the M134 rapid-fire machine gun in his backpack into the mouth of death and fire.

As long as the god of death appears in front of him, he can shake the modified rotating handle to release sparks, and the shooting speed is definitely faster than an electric motor.

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At the boarding gate, Richard and Natasha suddenly left, causing a little chaos.

It quickly returned to normal and all passengers had basically boarded the plane.

Richard randomly grabbed an airport staff member and said, "This plane cannot fly. I demand that this flight be stopped immediately!"

This black staff member had just witnessed Richard getting sick.

Watching him and Natasha leave and now come back to cause trouble, in his eyes, the two of them are insane.

"Sir, if you feel unwell, please go to the hospital for medical treatment as soon as possible."

Although he didn't say it directly, the meaning was obvious.

He felt that there was something wrong with Richard's brain, and he enthusiastically suggested that he go to the hospital for treatment immediately without delay.

Richard didn't tolerate him, so he took out his District 13 ID and pressed it directly on his head.

"I say again, ground this flight and check the condition of the aircraft immediately!"

"International criminal..."

The black cockfighter looked at the ID posted in front of him. Before he could see it clearly, there was a noise in the distance.

Several people who had already boarded the plane got off the plane noisily.

"I swear I'm not lying. The plane is going to explode and everyone is going to be killed."

"No! I'm not crazy! I'm not crazy. I have a certificate of sanity and was just approved to be discharged from the hospital. I'm a normal person now!"

"The plane is really going to explode, everyone, get off the plane quickly!"

Among the noisy crowd, two people were forcibly carried off the plane as lunatics.

People around me recognized it, some were disgusted, and some were irritated by being disturbed. Most people just ignored the matter and didn't believe that there would be problems with the plane.

Richard looked serious and ordered: "Call your supervisor, I suspect that this plane was secretly sabotaged by an international criminal organization!"

He couldn't just watch a plane of people die, especially when he knew the plane would explode.

Among them were old people, children, and an F-level female high school student.

Think about the female high school classmates in Fox Town, how well everyone gets along.

Recall that with Manoko's brain, it doesn't hurt that everyone is a classmate.

There was no need for the black staff member to report the commotion here. The airport supervisor had already noticed the disturbance.

From a distance, a middle-aged man with gold-rimmed eyes and a suit and leather shoes walked over, followed by several security personnel.

The supervisor went to check what was going on with the noisy group of people. The black staff member ran over, pointed at Richard and whispered something to the supervisor.

"Sir, can I see your ID?"

The supervisor stared at Richard's face with suspicion in his eyes.

Richard is so young that he doesn't look like an official agent.

"International criminal organizations and the Supernatural Disaster Protection Agency!"

Richard took out his ID and skillfully announced the full name of District 13. The other party looked confused, obviously unaware of the existence of District 13.

"The documents are genuine, but this department..."

"The name is so long, could it be fake?"

"Probably not. The steel seal on it cannot be forged. Even if it is forged, who would forge such an outrageous name? This is not directly telling others that the document is forged."

"What you said makes sense. With such an outrageous name, if it's not fake, it must be real!"

The airport director and several security guards following him exchanged a few words in low voices and unanimously confirmed that the certificate was genuine, but the department had not heard of it.

The supervisor called the ground crew through the pager to confirm the status of the aircraft, and received a positive reply that the aircraft had been inspected.

"Sir, our staff confirmed that the plane is fine..."

The supervisor hesitated for a moment and saw Richard's serious face. That childish face made him feel flustered. He thought to himself that he was indeed an agent of the secret department. His eyes were so scary!

The supervisor subconsciously lowered his body and said: "If you insist, we will conduct another inspection to ensure safety and do our best to cooperate with your work!"

Mysterious department, immature face, it would be okay if it was just a child playing around.

If it is true, it is definitely not something that a small airport manager like him can provoke.

I'm afraid that even the airline company behind me can't afford to offend the young man in front of me.

To be able to enter a mysterious department at such a young age, one must either have a monstrous background or have extraordinary qualities!