The Daily Life of Wizards [British and American]

"It's just a prank..."

"Protest, this is a terrorist attack."

"Little Mr. Black, are you on the Muggle side?"

"No, I'm on the side of justice."

—— "Prophet Entertainment" reported for you.

"This is obviously a simple prank, but Muggles are too delicate." A wizard said, "Come on, since you dare to start a company in Diagon Alley, you have to adapt to life in the wizarding world."

"Adapting to life in the wizarding world does not mean adapting to gratuitous discrimination and attacks."

Mrs. Weasley publicly supported Daniel. She said angrily in the newspaper: "You white-eyed wolves, have you forgotten how good Mr. Black is to you? At this time, you actually say such sarcastic remarks."

——"The Prophet's Life" reports for you.

"The wizards, headed by Patriarch Nott, have been arrested and imprisoned for a conflict with the Muggles in Diagon Alley last night, awaiting further judgment from the Department of Magical Law Enforcement."

"Director Savage of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement thinks this is just a common prank."

"On the other hand, Mr. Daniel Black has always insisted that this is a terrorist attack by wizards on Muggles. For this reason, he also said that if the judgment of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement does not satisfy him, he will appeal to Wizenga again. The Court of Mora, seeking a just verdict..."

——"The Prophet News" reports for you

It was an unprecedented direct conflict between Muggles and wizards, exposed to all publics.

"What the hell are you doing!" Lucius Malfoy threw a stack of newspapers in front of Daniel almost furiously.

He stroked the snake staff, staring coldly at the man in front of him. It can be said that he brought the man into the British wizarding world with his own hands. Declare war on the Ministry of Magic for the sake of Muggles?"

"Why not?" Daniel's expression remained unchanged, and he sat on the sofa as firmly as Mount Tai. He stretched out his hand casually, picked out a few long newspapers at random, flipped through them roughly, and then sneered: "Most of them are nothing. No, it’s all whitewashing the peace. And, Lucius, why are you angry? That guy Nott has always been short-sighted and jealous, has he made trouble for you? I’m biting him now, so it’s just convenient for you to clean up His family?"

"We are indeed competitors." Lucius said in a cold tone: "But we are both a pure-blood family, Daniel."

"So, the rabbit dies and the fox is sad?" Daniel used a sarcastic tone, which surprised Lucius very much.

"You seem very disapproving?" Lucius narrowed his eyes dangerously, "Daniel, I never seem to ask your position. You fooled me before? You are not on the side of the nobles, you are also a pro Muggle pie?"

"I don't want to quarrel with you." Daniel replied calmly, "But who told you that I'm pro-Muggles?"

"You want to send Nott to Azkaban just because he attacked Muggles."

"Then why did he attack Muggles?"

"Do pure-blood nobles need a reason to attack Muggles?" Lucius let out a short laugh, and then, frowning under Daniel's almost piercing blue eyes, he added, "Well, maybe... …That Muggle stole his business, he opened a bespoke clothing store, but he didn't buy the Knotts' fabrics, damn it! That's the Muggle's fault."

"Oh? What did he do wrong?"

"He shouldn't be living in the wizarding world."

"Where he lives is not up to us, but to the government. In fact, Diagon Alley has never banned Muggles from entering..."

"That's different!"

"It's nothing different." Daniel replied, "If you talk about the law, it is illegal for wizards to attack Muggles for no reason; if it is not in accordance with the law, it is even more regrettable that the great Mr. Nott lost to Muggles."

"That piece of shit! What on earth do you want to do, what on earth do you want to do, Daniel?"

"It's not what I want to do, it's what you want to do, Lucius." Daniel stood up and looked straight at him, the black hair unique to the Black family hanging on the sides of his handsome face, and the pair of blue eyes There was very deep emotion in it, he stretched out his arm, put it on Lucius' shoulder, and said gently: "Why don't you trust me a little more, Lucius, for Sissy's sake. Don't Ask me, ask yourself first, what do you want to do? Reshape the century-old glory of the Malfoy family? Lead Malfoy to the top of the wizarding world? These, when you graduated from Hogwarts, you started working hard did, but you didn't succeed."

"Ha, is the great Patriarch Black laughing at me?"

"No, I said earlier that if one road fails, change another road. There will always be failures in life. Why do you laugh at them?"

"It's really simple to change the way. Well, what's your opinion? After I failed to follow an orthodox Slytherin, an exotic wizard appeared again. Whose turn will it be next? Ma Melon? What did you take Malfoy for?"

"Brothers, relatives, allies, people you can trust."

"Don't just say nice things."

"Then let me say something ugly." Daniel said: "You know very well in your heart that the situation in the wizarding world will change sooner or later, otherwise, it will only lead to extinction."

"What you said is too exaggerated."

"But the matter is so straightforward. Think about those elves who have disappeared. They stand still and can only disappear in the torrent of history. Choose, wait for death, or change to find a chance. As for eliminating Muggles?" Daniel sneered, "Don't Let’s talk about the population ratio, but in terms of force value alone, Patriarch Nott has been a pioneer for everyone, look, the result is not bad, right?”

"Son of bitch!"

Daniel raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Lucius, are you still swearing?"

"When faced with idiots, shame among nobles, and fools, I regret that my poor language talent can no longer relieve my anger..." Lucius gritted his teeth, and then he asked suddenly: "But, those Muggles are not ordinary people, are they?"

"Yes."

"Who are they?"

"Hmm... British."

"Daniel Blake!"

"Yes."

"Can't you show your cards yet? Tell me, which side are you on? America? England? Wizards? Muggles?"

Daniel laughed.

Then, he pulled a chair and sat down with his legs crossed, "Why do people always like to ask me which side I'm on? Lucius, I don't stand anywhere, I only stand on my side."

Lucius Malfoy snorted coldly.

"Dear brother-in-law, don't be angry. I beg you, I beg you to broaden your horizons a little!" Daniel said in an unscrupulous tone: "What's so fun about leading the Malfoy family to the top of the wizarding world? Magic The world is such a small place, and there are so few people, so few... Why are you trying to lead the Malfoy family to the top of England? Isn't that the real glory?"

He turned his head, his blue eyes were full of smiles, and he bewitched in a casual tone: "The center of politics, a seat in the British House of Lords, are you interested?"

"Sure enough, you have a deal with the Muggle government." Lucius said in a predictable tone.

His expression at this time was extremely complicated, with irritability, forbearance, disgust, and a trace of hesitation.

He is a rare sober person among the pure-blood nobles, so he has always been soberly aware that the wizarding world is coming to an end.Even his own family, the Malfoys, had gone downhill over the years.

Especially with the defeat of the mysterious man, Malfoy's power has long been gone.

But should he go on peacefully and stubbornly with the honor of pure blood and the pride of his family; or should he make a compromise and really cooperate with Muggles to find a way out, as Daniel said?

Tobe, ornottobe: that is the question.

"I've already put all the chips on the table." Daniel encouraged him softly, "Do you dare to take a risk?"

In the end, Malfoy pondered for a long time, and after glancing at the past viciously, he gave a difficult answer: "I need time to think about it."

Daniel suddenly smiled happily.

The so-called 'consideration' means that there is room for negotiation. If Lucius turned his face directly and flew into a rage, it would be a situation that could not be worse.So, compared to this, it is considered good news.

"I can watch from the sidelines about Nott." Lucius said calmly, leaning on a snake stick, "But, as usual, I won't help you either. Moreover, I believe that the Ministry of Magic and some nobles will start to give you Make trouble."

"Bless you not to capsize in the gutter, Daniel."

"Maybe……"

When Lucius was about to leave, he suddenly turned his head and said meaningfully: "Perhaps, after you have won this game beautifully, I will consider it more 'seriously'..." He said with an emphasis: "Your suggestion."

"Then you have to watch carefully, I will win more than this time." Daniel looked straight at him without flinching, and replied in an almost arrogant tone: "I will continue to win, always."

Malfoy didn't speak any more, he strode out of 12 Grimmauld Place, and then Apparated away.

Daniel stood at the door, looking calmly into the distance.

"Know what I like best about you, Honey?"

At this time, Moriarty slowly swayed out of the small reception room next door. He stretched out his arms lazily, wrapped his arms around Daniel, and asked while lying on his shoulder.

"Handsome?" Daniel raised his eyebrows and answered narcissistically.

"Of course that's also a reason." Moriarty laughed lowly behind him, "However, what I like the most is the way you tell nonsense in a serious manner, my dear."

"I'm not lying." Daniel replied calmly.

"Yes, you just threw a delicious bait, but you didn't tell the fish how dangerous and difficult it is to eat the bait." Moriarty whispered in his ear, " I really didn't expect that you and Mycroft have made so many deals. The position of member of the House of Lords... my dear, let me see if you can do that?"

"It has nothing to do with you that I made it that far." Daniel said straightforwardly, "Actually, many people asked me about my position today."

He stared at Moriarty thoughtfully, and then couldn't help asking in a low voice, "Actually, I'm also curious. Jim, do you have a position? If so, which side do you prefer?"

Moriarty's eyes widened in surprise, "How dare you ask me? I thought that in your heart, my image of a villain has long been defined."

Daniel curled his lips: "Stop talking nonsense, forget it if you don't want to say it, and say it quickly if you want to say it."

Moriarty stood up straight, touched his chin, and seemed to think seriously for a while, "Every fairy tale needs a classic villain. But this is what I said to Sherlock. In fact..."

He said with rare candor: "Chaotic neutral, my favorite."