Marvel's Hogwarts Wizards

Chapter 19 Be a hero from today

"Alahoo hole is open!"

With a finger of the wand, the locked door of the store was instantly opened by the mysterious magical power contained in the Unlocking Curse.

To be honest, if it was only in the ordinary world, Jerry could become the world's top thief with just this unlocking spell, and live a chic life without worrying about food and clothing.

It's a pity, this is Marvel, the unlocking spell can't stop the purple sweet potato essence.

He opened the door and walked into the store. After searching, Jerry appeared in front of the cash register wearing a black wizard hat, a black mask with only eyes exposed, and a dark loose wizard robe.

He took out two hundred dollar bills from his pocket, put them on the table, turned around and left.

He did not choose to spend money to buy it openly, but chose this way, mainly because he was afraid that his purchase record would be found through the style of the clothes.

Although he is a wizard, he is not a backward-minded wizard born and raised in the wizarding world, so he never underestimates the power of technology in this world.

In particular, this is the Marvel universe where some technologies are far beyond modern times.

In fact, his Hogwarts school uniform was the best battle robe, but when he returned, he was afraid that the robbers would find something strange, so he only brought back a necessary wand.

Closing the door of the shop, Jerry walked in the darkness in a dark wizard robe, heading towards areas with high crime rates.

Jerry's father, whose full name is Haas Witt, is a sheriff of the Queens Police Department, and his daily task is to maintain law and order in Queens.

So as the son of a sheriff, as long as he is a little careful, he still has some impressions of where crime often occurs in Queens.

In fact, the security situation in Queens is relatively good, and there have been no major problems. There are only a few major cases like this bank robbery.

Once he heard his father Haas chatting with his colleagues about the security situation in New York.

It has been said that the current highest crime rate is a slum in Manhattan called Hell's Kitchen. Although there are only eight streets there, more crimes occur every day than in the entire New York City combined.

However, Jerry does not plan to go there to earn a little red star yet.

First of all, it belongs to the Manhattan area, and it is a bit far away from him. There is no suitable means of transportation, and it is quite inconvenient to go back and forth.

Secondly, he has only been exposed to magic for a short time now, and the spells he knows are all auxiliary. Although he can use it in a superhuman state, there are also not small side effects.

To be honest, going to a place like Hell's Kitchen is quite dangerous.

There is no need to take risks at this stage, and it will not be too late to go when the strength is strong in the future.

"Hey, this is a good start!"

Jerry hadn't walked far from "Lina's Magic House" when he found something unusual in a small 24-hour supermarket on the street.

In fact, it is a small supermarket, but Jerry thinks it would be more appropriate to call it a small shop.

At this time, in the small supermarket, a black young man dressed in hip-hop was pointing a pistol at the owner of the small supermarket, an old Chinese woman who was estimated to be close to sixty years old.

"Hurry up, you yellow-skinned ghost!"

The old woman was full of anger, but she didn't dare to resist. She put all the turnover of today's cashier in the small supermarket into a small bag and put it on the desk of the cashier.

The black young man was obviously a habitual offender, and he didn't even wear a hood on his face, because he knew that as long as the object of robbery was not a white person, generally the problem would not be too big.

In particular, the number of robberies he robs each time is not high. These Chinese bosses may not necessarily call the police, and even if the police report, the amount involved is not high, most of the police will deal with it, and they will not try too hard.

Some people are like this. They dare not resist those who have hurt them, but they dare to bully those who have been hurt the same as themselves, and they still feel that it is right.

However, just as the black youth picked up the bag on the table, which contained scattered bags worth thousands of dollars, and was about to leave, a short figure blocked the door of the small supermarket.

"Get out of the way, little bastard, or I'll stick your head in your ass!"

Facing a child who was obviously wearing a strange black wizard robe and playing house with a mask, the black youth was not polite, and immediately threatened loudly.

Unfortunately, the child in the black wizard robe didn't seem to be frightened, but replied coldly without any panic:

"Please put down the bag in your hand!"

"I think you want to court death!"

Although the black youth didn't dare to shoot and kill people, it is of course no problem to teach the other party a lesson.

So he put the money bag in his left hand into his pocket, then raised his hand and pushed it forward vigorously.

He wanted to push the little guy who blocked the door to the ground, and then kicked him hard a few times to let him know the dangers of society, and let him know that the guy who hasn't even grown his hair should stop meddling in his own business.

"Don't hurt the child!"

The old woman at the counter exclaimed when she saw this.

"hehe!"

Jerry watched the black young man push his hand, and without dodging, he quickly raised his hand and accurately grasped the other's middle finger, and then broke it hard.

"what!"

The black young man let out a scream, and immediately raised the pistol he had been holding in his right hand, and was about to shoot in Jerry's direction.

"Get soft fast!"

Jerry had expected it, and raised his wand first and threw a softening spell.

"Walter?"

The black youth looked at the pistol in his right hand that was as soft as dough, and made an unbelievable sound.

"Fuck your feet!"

Without the Superman state, Jerry's strength is not as strong as the opponent's, so naturally he has to attack the opponent's vital points.

The black youth who didn't have time to react because the pistol became soft, immediately threw away the pistol and knelt down on the ground, covering his balls.

Let go of the young man's fingers, and Jerry skillfully struck the neck of the black young man kneeling on the ground with a very silky hand knife, knocking him unconscious.

The Superman state consumes the little red star, and there will be side effects afterwards, so he thinks it is better not to open it if it is not necessary.

"Oh, my God!"

Seeing that Jerry knocked down the robbing black youth to the ground, the old woman couldn't help but exclaimed in Chinese.

"Grandma, this is your money!"

Jerry took out the money bag from the black young man's arms and threw it on the counter, then searched through the black young man's pockets, found about dozens of dollars and put them in his own pocket:

"These are my rewards, grandma, you can call the police and arrest this robber!"

"Okay...okay, kid, thank you!"

Seeing the strange child in wizard robes turn away, the old woman was taken aback for a moment and immediately thanked him loudly.

But when she came back to her senses, she realized that when the little boy in wizard robes talked to her just now, he used very fluent and natural Chinese.

Could it be that this little boy is from China like her?

(end of this chapter)