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Harry, who was watching the whole show from the side, glanced at Hagrid who was sweating profusely and looked as nervous as Dudley had met his teacher.Mobile terminal m..

Then he looked at Nag, who looked dull and even a little impatient, and suddenly felt a little confused.

"Hagrid, this gentleman is a good man..." Fearing that there would be a conflict between these two people who had no ill intentions towards him and could even be said to be very friendly, Harry immediately acted as a peacemaker:

"This gentleman just cured my headache. He didn't mean any harm!"

However, after hearing what Harry said, Hagrid not only did not let down his guard, but also picked up the small umbrella and pointed it at Nag!

"Who...are you!" The bright light at the tip of the small umbrella flashed, and Hagrid asked Nag with a livid face.

"You'd better take back the transformation magic tool you got from who knows where in the garbage dump, otherwise I will make you regret your actions today!"

Glancing at the little umbrella with disdain, Nag directly mobilized his mental power to crush it!

"Gulu..." Seeing the magic tool turned into a pile of fragments in the blink of an eye, Hagrid and Harry beside him couldn't help but swallowed!

"Please calm down, His Majesty Nag..." At this moment, a silver-gray figure suddenly appeared in front of Hagrid:

"Hagrid just takes Harry's safety too seriously. He has no ill intentions. Please..."

"I know... Dumbledore, if I really want to kill him, even if you bring Ancient One here, you still can't stop me!"

After blocking the visitor's words, Nag looked at Hagrid's eyes full of anger and said lightly:

"Also, not taking action doesn't mean that I don't dare to take action. If you have any thoughts towards me...believe me, even if you put a few more turtle shells on Hogwarts, you still won't be able to withstand my anger!"

As he said that, Nag directly mixed a huge amount of magic power with his spiritual power, forming a hurricane that destroyed the world and impacted the surroundings.

As the saying goes, when gods fight, little devils suffer!

The wizards and all the objects on the roadside who were vaguely looking towards this side, who had some thoughts of watching a show, were immediately blown all over the sky by this violent airflow.

In the center of this storm, Dumbledore, who was focused on by Nag, was even more unbearable. He was directly knocked to the ground by this storm that mixed three-tenths of Nag's magic and mental power, like a bank of rocks. Like a fish, he was sweating profusely and panting heavily.

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Holding back the severe pain caused by the storm cutting through his body and the devastating energy impacting his soul, Dumbledore felt for the first time how ridiculous his previous actions were...

I originally thought that this young magician who was suspected of being transformed from a divine creature was just a master of theory, and his real strength might not be much, or even none at all.

If you see the truly powerful combat power of the mysterious world, you might be willing to give in and honestly hand over all the magic knowledge in your head, or directly attach yourself to the wizarding world...

However, Dumbledore, who did not witness Nag forming and destroying a galaxy with a wave of his speech, and subconsciously ignored the Ancient One's absolute awe of Nag, began to take action.

He did not tell others all of Nag's information and the purpose of coming, and planned to put pressure on Nag and force him to surrender during the sorting ceremony.

However, the plan could not change quickly. He never expected that Nag would meet Harry by chance in Diagon Alley, nor did he expect that Nag would conflict with Hagrid, a rough guy, and disrupt his plan. Exposed in this busy street...

Since then, even idiots can see that there is something wrong, not to mention that no matter how bad the wizards are, they are still spell casters, and the most important thing a spell caster lacks is IQ!

Dumbledore could even imagine that tomorrow... no, maybe later today, his embarrassment would be made public.

because……

Looking at the crowd of "Daily Prophet", Rita Skeeter, a notorious witch reporter who is a high-level official in the wizarding world, is writing and drawing with the dark green quill beside her, and the picture from time to time. With his squirming lips and dancing-like movements, Dumbledore felt a rush of blood rushing to his forehead, and then his eyes went dark...

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Nag, who had been monitoring Dumbledore with his mental power, was naturally the first to notice the abnormality.

"Asshole... what did you do to the dean!" Similarly, Hagrid, who was blown all over the place by Nag's magic storm, saw Dumbledore's lifeless look and shouted out immediately.

"My mental capacity is limited, who can blame me?" Nag glanced disdainfully at Dumbledore lying on the corpse, and said coldly:

"When you are thinking of plotting against others, it is better to first consider whether you will be slapped to death... Being old is not an excuse to do whatever you want. We are in a mysterious side world full of dangers, and we are not ordinary humans who will be kidnapped by morality!"

As soon as Nag finished speaking, the crowd's dark green quill stroked even more vigorously.

"Also... Ant, if you dare to make up everything today, be careful whether a meteorite will fall from your head!"

When Rita Skeeter's face was flushed with excitement, a sound so cold that she was about to drop ice suddenly pierced her heart, making her shiver involuntarily!

"Yes...yes...I know..." Looking at the stones around Nag that were crushed into powder by the extremely powerful magic power, Rita Skeeter's legs suddenly became weak.

Of course, as to whether he will do it or not, that is another matter!

Naturally, Nag would not pay too much attention to these. In his sense of spiritual power that enveloped the entire UK, let alone Dumbledore, even if the entire British wizarding world gathered together, Nag would not be able to hurt even half of it. Hair!

If one meteorite isn't enough, get a second one.

If the second one isn’t enough, try the meteor shower!

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After finishing the last thing, Nag turned his attention to Harry, the only one who was not attacked by the magic storm, who was looking at him with a stunned face and stiff body.

"First... sir..." The moment Harry's eyes collided with Nag's, Harry lowered his head timidly and whispered.

"Do you think I'm going too far? Harry."

"Yes...oh...no, no, no, I..." he replied subconsciously, and Harry realized it later and explained in a panic:

"After all, this old man is so old... This... doesn't seem right, right?"

"Harry, you have to remember that there are rivers and lakes where there are people, and the most indispensable thing in the rivers and lakes is for people to eat people..."

He didn't look like the tyrant he had before. At this moment, Nag was like a caring elder brother teaching his inexperienced younger brother. He softly explained to Harry:

"This is even more true in the mysterious world. Ordinary people pursue money and power, but we magicians pursue those precious magical knowledge, pursue those precious resources that can make us go further, and pursue the power that can lead us to eternal life... Here, there is no order of the steel jungle, only the law of the jungle of the weak and the strong!"

"If you don't want to be stepped on, you must first have the power to step on others!"

"..." He stared at Nag with blank eyes. The impact of these words on his past cognition was definitely no less shocking to the child than the explosion of the earth...

Looking at this thin boy, Nag's eyes flashed with an imperceptible pity.

"As a spellcaster, the beauty is just the surface. When you step into the mysterious world, you should learn how to resist the exploitation of similar people and...the schemes against you!"

If you glanced at the unconscious Dumbledore meaningfully, Nag said meaningfully.

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