[Comprehensive British and American] Run piggy

The only lucky thing is that Mike is still some distance away from the bombing site. The bad thing is that the child in his arms is only two or three years old. Because he was abandoned by his parents and could not get good care in the orphanage, the light weight scary.

Basically, Mike invested in orphanages near London, and asked children with abnormalities to report.

This orphanage is quite pitiful, it's fine if you don't report it, and hide it privately for abuse.

If Mike hadn't discovered it early, the child would probably have died.

He didn't know that he would encounter the bombing of Hop Flower Country if he went out in person. He should have checked the exact bombing time before. Holding the child, Mike ran away as soon as possible.

"Don't worry, we will go home." Mike patted the child in his arms and said with a smile.

The child didn't respond to Mike, but just rubbed his head against Mike's chest.

There is no way to go back to the wizarding world from Diagon Alley without class. He had a portkey with him before, but after the bombing started from the Hop Flower Country, he was knocked off the portkey by a panicked passerby, and he just watched the key fall into the sewer.

As for the defensive equipment he was carrying, Mike was very skeptical that it could block the spell, whether it could block bullets, or even cannonballs flying in the sky.

He finally discovered that the bombers in the Hop Flower Country were targeting the rich, and the bombings were all rich people's districts.

As for the slums, it was relatively safer, but even if Mike broke his leg, he couldn't be faster than the plane.

He knew that the targets of Hops Country would only be big cities and industrial areas, and today was just the beginning.

Even if he finds a random place to hide, he may not be able to escape the bombing from behind.

Looks like it's the only one I can use...

This is a one-time door key made by Credence. The location is also very random. If it is not done well, it may not be random to the ruins of the bombing.

It's just that as the sound of the bombing got closer, it seemed that Mike had no choice but to gamble with a child in his arms.

Mike took out the disposable door key, held it tightly, and the world spun around for a while, just like riding a roller coaster.

When Mike stood still, with a child in his arms, there was no sound of bombers in the sky. Mike didn't know where it was, but fortunately, they were safe for the time being.

The child in his arms seemed to sense that the surroundings were safe, sobbed softly for a while, and calmed down under Mike's soft comfort.

Mike found a hotel and asked them for some hot milk and bread for the children.

If he wanted to come at his own home, he could make softer things for the child. From the current situation, there was no other way.

It is temporarily impossible to go back to the magic world. In the face of such a big bombing, wizards dare not stand up, and they are not courting death.

I just hope they believe that they can escape this bombing, and don't come looking for me, or they will be in trouble.

"It's hard for you to bring a child, isn't it?" The aunt of the hotel looked at the child in Mike's arms lovingly. She wanted to reach out and touch the child's head, but the doll refused, and the doll's head was buried in Mike's arms. inside.

"This child was lost before, and she was just found. She doesn't like strangers very much." Mike explained with a smile.

"Poor child." The aunt of the hotel looked at the doll lovingly and said softly.

"Old Martha! It's not good!" Suddenly a middle-aged man ran in and shouted at the aunt of the hotel.

"Who's wrong, what's wrong!" The hotel aunt called Old Martha immediately became unhappy, and said with her hands on her hips.

"London, over there in London, Hopland is bombing London with planes!" The middle-aged man couldn't care less, and hurriedly finished his sentence.

"What!" Old Martha said with a stunned expression.

"Now the whole of London has fallen." The middle-aged man said with a broken face. For farmers like them who went to the fields, where have they seen such things.

"How could this be..." Old Martha muttered to herself with the same blank expression on her face.

"Who knows, they said that Hop Flower Country will be bombed in other places. God bless, don't bomb here." The middle-aged man held his head and shouted.

"Crow's mouth, what are we doing here in a rural place like this?" Old Martha regained her spirits immediately, and yelled at the middle-aged man.

"Who knows." The middle-aged man finally eased his emotions, not as extreme as when he came in just now.

"Forget it, let's go back and save more food." Old Martha waved her hand, telling the middle-aged man to leave quickly.

"Yes, I'm going back, so be careful." The middle-aged man sighed, turned and walked out the gate.

"Sir, what's the matter with you?" Only then did old Martha notice Mike's expression, and she couldn't help asking.

"My house...is in London." Mike looked at the gate and said helplessly.

"This..." Old Martha didn't know what to say for a while. As the saying goes, standing upright and talking doesn't hurt your back, and you can't say any comforting words.

Fortunately, Mike said happily, "Fortunately, my son went to school elsewhere, otherwise..."

"It's really God's blessing." Old Martha gestured quickly, and then said gratefully.

"But he doesn't know that I'm not in London, so he must be worried." Mike still said worriedly.

"This is the way of the world..." Old Martha said with relief, "You can stay here with peace of mind. As long as people from the Hop Flower Country don't call, my shop will remain open."

In the current state, Mike doesn't know what to do. This is the first time he has been so close to a war. He was born in a peaceful age, and he has only seen it on TV or on the big screen.

Even though he had been funding the revolutionaries in China before, he never thought that he would participate in the war.

It's just that this plan can't keep up with that change...

He didn't expect that he was cheating himself, if it wasn't for this, he wouldn't have wandered here.

Mike went offline last night to get stuck. London has been bombed for more than [-] days. In the peaty hop country, the rich have nowhere to spend it, right?Missiles don't cost money?

Basically the bombing is over, and London should be rebuilt...

Mike didn't worry about having no money on him, and he brought a lot of food. The benefits of the backpack were reflected at this time.

In the past half a month, the small face of the child brought out by Mike has plumped up when visible to the naked eye, and it is no longer the pitiful little appearance of half a month ago.

It's just that he doesn't like to talk, but he is very sensible and well-behaved. Mike likes to take this child out for a walk.

He didn't think there would be any good in keeping the child at home.

It’s just that the war is tense, Mike saw relatively few people on the road, and everyone didn’t dare to go out casually, who knows what will happen.

This morning, after getting up, Mike cleaned up, looked at the map, and thought about where to take the doll for a walk today. For no reason, he saw a few red dots, no, dozens of red dots?

what's the situation?

Is it...

The army of Hop Country is coming?

If this is the case, the town will suffer...

How to remind the people in the town?

Mike thought for a while, and decided to remind the proprietress of the store where he lived. He pretended to take the doll out for a stroll, and came back soon, "Martha."

"Oh, Mike, you're back so soon, do you want some baked potatoes?" Old Martha beckoned to Mike when he saw him go back and forth.

"Now is not the time to eat baked potatoes. When I went out just now, I seemed to see the army of the Hop Country." Mike said with a shocked expression, but he felt in his heart that if he continued like this, his acting skills could evolve to become a movie king.

"What!?" Old Martha shouted excitedly at Mike with a thunderbolt expression on her face, "Are you sure?"

"It's too far away, I'm not sure." Mike shook his head, how could he be so sure, and he didn't have clairvoyance.

"No, I have to go and have a look." Old Martha tore off her apron directly, rubbed her hands together and said.

"It's too dangerous." Mike shook his head at old Martha.

"The people in the town must be reminded, I will go to the highest point in the town to have a look." Old Martha said to Mike with a smile.

"I'll go with you." Mike said without thinking while holding the child.

"You still have the child with you, why are you going!" Old Martha immediately refused, glaring at Mike, then turned and left the hotel.

"..." Being treated like a girl all of a sudden, or being treated like this by an aunt, Mike was also speechless.

But Mike is not an obedient person. He put on the doll, tied it to his chest, and then went out with the aunt. Seeing that the aunt is so brave, it makes no sense for him, a big man, to hide behind.

Sure enough, she saw a group of soldiers from the Hop Flower Country when she climbed to the high place, and Martha hurried to ring the alarm bell. Before the soldiers from the Hop Flower Country stepped into the town, the people in the town had already started to act.

However, Mike saw that there seemed to be wizards among those who followed the Hop Country as a soldier?

It wasn't that someone was wearing a wizard's robe, but that the little stick in his hand was so conspicuous that it was hard for him not to recognize it.

How could there be a wizard?

What is their purpose here?

Mike was very puzzled, but he went down the tall building without hesitation, what a joke, the target is also big on it, he doesn't want to be a target yet.

Bullets don't have eyes. Who knew a stray bullet would come, and he didn't have a body armor. Of course, the body armor of this era should be forgotten.

"Look what I found." Two wizards appeared in front of Mike, and one of them smiled evilly, "A little mouse?"

"No, it's two." The other retorted blankly.

All the atmosphere disappeared in an instant, and the wizard glared at his companion with a dark face and said, "Don't argue."

"What are you going to do?" Mike couldn't help asking when he found that the two didn't mean to attack him.

"Boy, you were lucky enough to meet us. If you lead us the way, I won't kill you, otherwise..." The wizard gave Mike a charming smile, but unfortunately his appearance was a little low.

"Otherwise what?" Mike asked in a daze.

"Otherwise, I will give you an experience worse than death." Another wizard said viciously.

"Please don't hurt us..." Mike said nervously while holding the baby. To be honest, if it weren't for holding the baby, it would be a little bit of a hindrance, just these two things, it would be two feet to go straight up, and it would be no problem to take the stick. One fold, let's see how they can get away with it.

"We are not those murderers, let's go." The wizard curled his lips and said disdainfully.

Thanks to Mike wandering around recently, he really knows the place they are looking for. There is no other better way than to take them to the destination.

Seeing that he was honest, the other party did not speak ill of him.

Mike walked forward with the doll in his arms, and the two wizards behind him chatted unscrupulously.

Looking down on ordinary people, it seems that there is no distinction between national boundaries, it is a common problem of wizards, and he has not disliked the accent of the other party's hop country.

I am used to the London accent, but when I suddenly heard the language of wine and flowers, I felt really awkward.

Visually, there are only two red dots around here, and since they are red dots, they can't let them go. Mike turned around sharply, and shouted at the two wizards, "Stop!"

Sure enough, the two wizards stood there stiffly, and Mike took the doll and left with satisfaction.

A person Mike didn't expect appeared. He stood not far from Mike and said slowly, "McArthur, we meet again."

"You've come to the Great Rot Country again? Does Dumbledore know?" Mike saw Gellert as soon as he looked up, and he didn't want to talk to him, because what?Of course it's because I'm tired, what's there to talk about with this middle school senior, his stupid younger brother doesn't even have such a middle school.

"Little devil, you're still mocking me?" Gellert was upset. After all, he was also a figure who called the wind and rain in the Hop Country, and it was unforgivable to be disgusted by a Muggle.

"I'm not a kid anymore, although I look younger." Mike said that he is not the same as he was 13 years ago.

"Give me the child in your hand." Gellert pointed to the little guy in Mike's arms.

"What?" Mike felt that he had hallucinations in his ears. What kind of trouble did he want the child to do when he came up?

"Is the rotten language I said not standard?" Gellert explained lazily, pointed to the child in Mike's arms with his hand holding the wand, and said, "Give me the child in your hand."

"Why?" Mike subconsciously protected the child in his arms. Although he didn't know what Gellert wanted the child to do, he wouldn't let him succeed anyway.

"You don't need to know why." Gellert didn't seem to explain at all, and looked at Mike's face indifferently, as if looking at a dead person.

"Oh, I don't understand. You are a good big devil, and you are always running around the world. What is it for?" Mike said with his back straight, holding the child in his arms.

"You don't need to know that." Gellert narrowed his eyes and said expressionlessly.

"Well, in fact, I'm not interested in knowing, but I can't leave this child to you." Mike said to Gellert with firm eyes.

"What?" Gellert would never have thought that when Mike faced him, he could still refuse him straight away.

"Baby, do you want to be with uncle?" Mike asked with a smile, touching the baby's head.

"..." Although the baby didn't speak, she rubbed her head against Mike's palm, giving her the greatest trust.

"Are you crazy? No one can save you now." Gellert looked at Mike in disbelief, as if he was meeting this person for the first time, "Even if it's like that, I can't give the doll to him." Here you are." Mike looked back at the other party, he had his persistence and his own pride, not to mention, he was not without strength at all.

In these years, Jin Jialong has not been thrown into the sea to listen to the sound, and the equipment all over his body is not without the ability to fight a battle, not to mention his biggest reliance is his stop skill.

"That's not necessarily the case!" Someone suddenly fell from the sky, and it was Dumbledore who came.

"Abu?!" Gellert exclaimed in surprise.

"You really... do these things, what good is it to make you..." Dumbledore looked at Gellert and said helplessly.

"I told you a long time ago that I want to build a supreme kingdom ruled by wizards." Gellert insisted.

"Gellert, after so many years, it's time to wake up from the dream, we are no longer teenagers." Dumbledore said earnestly.

"Just because you can't achieve it, doesn't mean I can't achieve it either!" Gellert roared excitedly.

"Uncle, is he still in the second grade at such an age?" Mike asked helplessly, how old are you, and you are still in the second grade, it is hopeless.

"Dad, are you okay?" Tom had already rushed over at this moment, and then grabbed Mike and began to check.

"It's okay, I brought you a younger sister." Mike showed Tom the doll on his chest.

"..." Tom even thought about throwing this thing to Gellert, he was so worried to death!

As a result, this guy is still in the mood to pick up a child! ! !

"Well, I didn't adopt her. Really, the baby will be with the other little wizards when I go back, so I don't have to worry about the magic power breaking out." When Mike saw his son's expression was wrong, he hurriedly said to save him, wiped his sweat, his cub , everything else is fine, but this jealousy is hopeless.

"It's a good thing you're fine, you're worried about me." Tom hugged his father in his arms, and passed on his fear and fear to him.

"Uh, shouldn't he be worried now, shouldn't he?" Mike said, with Dumbledore around, why worry.

"It's nothing to do with us, let's go home." Tom said irresponsibly, anyway, he was fooling Dumbledore to help him find his father, and now his father has also been found, and Dumbledore and Gellert are happy together 'Play', they don't sit on the light bulb.

"Without my permission? Want to leave?!" Gellert was multitasking. After hearing the conversation between the two, Gellert waved his wand and cast a spell.

From this skill, it can be seen how strong Gellert's talent in magic is. He doesn't need to read the spell at all, he can directly cast the spell.

"Stop!" Mike called out the stop skill before he had time to think about it, but it was too late when he shouted, Tom subconsciously wanted to push Mike away, but Mike preempted him, and in Tom's astonishment, Mike stretched out his hand and pushed away Tom, who was hit by a green beam of light in the back, fell into Tom's arms, with a gratified smile on his lips.

"No!!!" Tom touched Mike's gradually icy body, tears couldn't stop flowing down, why did this happen!

For a long time, Tom felt that his father was omnipotent. Even in the magical world that looked down on Muggles, a father who did not know magic could still create miracles.

But finally...

Gellert.Grindelwald!I'm at odds with you! ! !

The revenge of killing my father is unbearable!

Unfortunately, before Tom rushed to take revenge, Gellert's men appeared and surrounded them. In a hurry, Tom only had time to take Dumbledore and Mike's corpses and the child he had been protecting before, and escaped with the Portkey.