Childhood sweethearts are magic sticks [Comprehensive Yingmei]

New York, USA, Woolworth Building, basement [-]th floor.

This is the location of the Magical Congress of America.

The [-]th basement floor is where the largest department in Congress - the Department of Law Enforcement is located.

There were three people standing in the circular stepped meeting hall with a size of several hundred square meters, and Ruth stood in the middle and bottom of the entire circle.

She stood there, dejectedly, waiting for the Chancellor of the Ministry of Magic to pronounce her crime.

Ruth was nervous.

It was the fifth day since she had saved Uncle Parker, and it was also the fifth day since she had broken the law of the wizarding world - she could not use magic in front of No-Majs.

The laws of the American magic world are very harsh and strict. She wondered whether the laws she violated a few days ago would allow her to be directly sentenced to the highest penalty.

--death penalty.

"Ruth Batley, fifth grader at Ilvermorny, violated the Rappaport Law on the first day of summer vacation..."

An old female voice with a long tail.

Her sudden pause frightened Ruth to panic, as if dozens of rabbits suddenly jumped up excitedly in her heart.

The speaker is Serafina Pigery, the current speaker of the Ministry of Magic.

Sit behind the raised platform directly in front of Ruth.

She is more than 120 years old and her hair is gray.

The old and aging Serafina is using her memory that has gradually slowed down in recent years to think about how many laws the little girl in front of her has violated.

"Using magic outside of school...in front of many No-Majs...well...what else."

But at this age, she is no longer allowed to keep the whole set of laws in her heart like she did when she was young.In one second, the entire constitution can be filtered through the brain, and every article violated by the prisoner can be accurately selected.

Her skinny fingers flipped through the details of Ruth's profile, halfway through, and suddenly turned back to the first page.

—Seraphina forgot what Ruth had done.

"Failed to erase the memory of all No-Majs in time... violating three of these laws, Speaker."

It was a male voice who spoke, and he kindly reminded the Speaker.

He was the Minister of Law Enforcement and the third individual in the hall.

The speaker's unreliability is already commonplace for him, but he can understand it.After all, not all centenarian leaders can be like the British one.

"Oh yes, yes, three."

With the reminder from her colleagues, Serafina no longer obsessed with calculations.

Instead, he flipped the page with his fingers again, turning the thick material in front of him to the last page, and remembered the result.

"Because Ruth Batley violated three laws at one time, this is a very serious behavior, so this court should give her the punishment she deserves, which is equal to the crime she committed."

After Ruth stood here in fear for more than ten minutes, the result of the trial finally began to be announced.

In the past ten minutes, she has never dared to look up at the venerable speaker.

——Even though she was curious, what was said to be the most beautiful female wizard in the wizarding world when she was young, what she looked like now.

Ruth lowered her head and clenched her crossed hands tightly.

The strength was so strong that it seemed that she was not holding her own hand, but someone else's.

"Originally you should be under the highest criminal law..."

When the speaker saw the content behind the result, he licked his lips, then looked up at the girl with her head down.

The high degree of myopia made her have to push up the glasses that had slipped off her nose to see her appearance clearly.

Pure black hair, a little timid and weak, very much like the friend I had at school when I was young.

The back of the girl's hand was bloodshot, and she was frightened by her own sentence.

"but."

The speaker lowered his head and read on.

Ruth flinched at her turns and pauses.

"Since you have been affected by the fluctuation of magic power, you have lost all your magic power and have become a squib. The Ministry of Magic has decided to let you go."

"what?!"

After hearing what the speaker said, Ruth suddenly raised her head and stared straight at Serafina.

'Magic wave'?

'Be a Squib'?

"I lost all my mojo and became a Squib?"

Serafina hadn't finished speaking yet.

This was the first time she was interrupted when the sentence was delivered, but she did not show any displeasure, but looked at the dark-haired girl with some pity.

"Yes, before the wizards, the magic power was not stable, which is why we banned little wizards from using magic outside the school."

Maybe it's the pity of Ruth's situation, or maybe it's because Ruth and her are fellow students from the 'Longhorn Water Serpent Academy'.

In short, she did not rush to continue, but answered Ruth's questions patiently.

"But I'm already 16 years old."

Ruth's mouth was wide open, her face full of disbelief, and her words were so hurried that she seemed to be questioning the speaker who had scared her just now.

Shock took over Ruth's brain.

Before coming here, Ruth had no idea that she had lost her magic.

Because five days ago, she had just brought Uncle Parker and Peter to the emergency department, and she felt like a knife was being cut all over her body, and she passed out on the spot.

And after she woke up today, she hadn't had time to rest for a while, and she didn't even say a word to Peter who had been guarding her bed.

He was brought here by a wizard who suddenly appeared in the ward.

She doesn't have time for magic at all.

"Yes, you are sixteen."

Serafina shook her head, pointing mercilessly.

"But as long as you are dissatisfied, even if it is 17 years and eleven months, it is a period of unstable magic power."

"This is the first lesson you learned when you entered school. You have never made any mistakes outside of school, and you have always controlled your magic power very well. Why..."

Halfway through the speech, the Magic Speaker stopped talking. She looked at the stunned girl and sighed almost imperceptibly.

She stopped talking to the girl and continued to read the verdict.

The reason for Ruth's illegal use of magic is clearly written in the case file.

——to save his dying neighbor.

She didn't need to ask the girl at all.

"... Take back Ruth Betley's 'Wand Possession Certificate', and only keep the 'No-Maj Get Along Certificate'. It is still because Ruth Betley has lost her magic power, and I will not take back the wand."

"But Ruth Batley still has to abide by all the laws. She must not tell No-Maj her identity, and must not disclose any information about magic to No-Maj. Otherwise, she will still be punished with the highest penalty."

"Bang!" sounded.

Hammer was convicted and the sentence was over.

Serafina finished reading the sentence of this kind but unlucky junior in one breath, and then issued an order to the Minister of Law Enforcement.

"Percy, you take her back, to her door."

After Ruth learned that she had lost her magic power, she stood there in a daze, motionless.

A highly myopic person like Serafina could see her scratched hand dripping blood.

Serafina felt that with Ruth's current state, she should not be able to leave by herself.

So the old speaker thoughtfully and kindly dispatched colleagues to take Ruth home.

"It's a pity."

After Ruth was taken away, Serafina looked down at the girl's information and couldn't help expressing emotion.

——Serafina hasn't seen such a witch with excellent grades for a long time. All the grades in the five years since entering school are "excellent", not even a single "better".

Obviously all the professors spoke highly of her.

She originally had the opportunity to join the Ministry of Magic with such excellent grades, and this junior had the opportunity to become her colleague.

Really, what a pity.

**

New York, USA, NO.16 Street, Queens.

Ruth, who was sent back to her door by the Minister of Law Enforcement, was not in a hurry to go home, but walked very slowly towards the block in the opposite direction from her home.

She was a little overwhelmed, and now she didn't want to go home, she just wanted to take a walk to help her mind speed up.

The shock of losing her magic power made her whole brain empty, as if she had lost her ability to respond.

Should we cry, make trouble, or break down?

Ruth didn't know.

"Maybe I should be happy about that?"

Ruth muttered to herself.

She held the wand in her hand, lost in thought.

"After all, I was supposed to be sentenced to death, but because I lost my magic power, I can not only live, but also not turn in my wand."

Whatever came to her mind, she said from her mouth.

Ruth's footsteps were sloppy, she didn't know how long she had been walking, and where she had gone, anyway, she held the useless wand and walked while talking.

"But I..."

She didn't stop until she came to a street corner path full of garbage and stinky puddles everywhere.

"Why can't I be happy?"

Ruth didn't even know why she had such a question, and why she asked it.

Does she want to ask someone?Still want to get someone's answer?

But besides myself, who else could give her the answer?

"Hey, woman, do you have any money, can you lend me some money?"

There is a law in this world, unlucky things always appear one after another.

On the same day she lost her magic power, Ruth met the robbers.

She raised her head when she heard the sound, and the man approached her step by step.

It seemed that after approaching, he saw Ruth who raised his head. His stern expression became obscene and obscene, and he took out a sharp knife from his pocket, and pressed the back of the knife against Ruth's chin. .

"Yo, you look pretty good."

The robber looked at Ruth as if he were looking at a lowly whore.

He moved the back of the knife from the collarbone and moved Ruth's neck from the bottom up to the top.

Picked up her chin.

Forcing Ruth to look at him, to meet his explicit gaze.

"Brother is in a good mood today, and it's okay to not give money, as long as you are willing to play with brother."

Ruth, with his yellow teeth and bad breath, almost rolled her eyes, which she did.

"Go away."

She put her wand against the robber's chin, in the same position as the robber.

This is the fighting posture taught by the professors in the academy.

but……

"Yo, little stick."

Ruth's actions made the other party laugh, and he easily slapped the wooden stick against his chin away.

"No wonder just now when I saw you approaching this deserted path in a daze, I thought God was sorry that I didn't start work today. It turns out that you are really a fool."

She forgot at that moment that she had lost her magic. She wasn't used to her new status as a Squib at all.

When encountering danger, Ruth's first reaction is not to call for help and escape, but to choose to attack.

Countless offensive spells jumped out of her mind, but none of them worked.

Because she is just a No-Maj now, a weak No-Maj who has no power to restrain a chicken.

"It's good luck."

The robber had already started to take off his pants, and before he took off his belt in a hurry, he pushed Ruth to the ground with one hand.

Ruth fell into a puddle of dirty water.

"I didn't expect to meet someone with brain problems, and he/mother looks so juicy."

His wet, hot and dirty panting was on Ruth's face, and Ruth struggled desperately, calling for help.

Outside this small road is a fairly lively street. Someone obviously heard her cry for help, but no one planned to come in to help her.

On the contrary, he quickened his pace.

"Who can help me."

Ruth yelled feebly, feeling despair in her heart.In the face of the robber's atrocities, she finally knew why she was 'unhappy'.

Although she escaped the highest level due to 'loss of magic power', for a wizard, loss of magic power or death is not necessarily the most painful punishment.

Just like now, facing a robber, the only thing she can rely on is a wooden stick, a wooden stick that the other party will break with a little force.

Ruth was lying in the stinking sewage pit, watching the man start to untie his belt, she almost gave up resisting.

This was the most dreadful day in Ruth's life, and it was also the most nightmare-like day, and she probably would never forget it in her life.

Ruth thought so desperately.

But it was on such a gloomy day that she encountered the brightest light in her life.

A strangely dressed man suddenly descended from the sky, like a messenger sent by God.

Holding the thin white thread in his right hand, he jumped down from the [-]-story building, and tied the robber's hands with the silk thread in his left hand when he was about to land.

"How dare you treat her like this!"

His voice trembled with anger, and it sounded like he wanted to tear the man in front of him into pieces.

"what's your name?"

His left hand grabbed the man's collar and lifted the bound man from the ground.

"Big...David..."

David was shuddering at the sight of the man in the blue and red suit with the hood over his eyes, and his fear prompted him to tell the truth.

"Okay, David."

The man shouted his name through gritted teeth, lifted him up and threw him to the ground, then picked him up from the ground again, and slammed him to the ground.

"I will remember your name."

His actions and words made David feel that he might be killed by him. He wanted to kill himself so he had to know his name.

And judging from the pattern of spiders painted on his tights, he should be the 'Spiderman' that his colleagues walked around recently! ?

David's mood at this time was even more desperate than Ruth's just now.

"my face!"

"My nose!"

"I was wrong, you, please let me go!"

"what!!"

David's screams were endless.

Just as he was thrown on his face for the tenth time, the girl lying on the ground burst into tears.

Spider-Man's lifting him up in the air stopped with a cry.

Spider-Man glanced at Ruth, and then wrapped the silk thread that his right hand had been holding around David's chest.

"You, what are you going to do?"

A bad feeling climbed into David's heart.

In the next second, his premonition was confirmed, and he felt a huge suction force on his chest.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa have I didn't have time to do anything!"

David was directly dragged to a height of twenty floors by the silk thread, then fell down again, and bounced back again.

"How is it? Ruth, are you injured?!"

He hugged Ruth eagerly, and didn't care about David's life or death, as if he didn't hear David's yelling.

Ruth looked at Spider-Man sobbing.

——This person seems to be checking his injuries?

She didn't know if it was her own illusion, but she always felt that the feeling when that person hugged her was a little strange.

He is as effortless as hugging a feather.

It is also like holding a precious and fragile treasure, gentle and careful, not daring to use force.

"I should have come to this street earlier, I clearly sensed your aura, ah, why didn't I come earlier, it would have been better if it had been earlier."

His voice was somewhat familiar, but through the mask, Ruth couldn't match him with someone she knew for a while.

"Why didn't I come sooner."

He stomped angrily after checking Ruth's injuries.

Although Ruth was not affected except for being dirty and a little bit injured, he seemed to blame himself very much.

"Who are you?" Ruth grabbed the clothes on his chest. Although she was still sobbing, she tried her best to suppress her emotions and asked him, "Why did you save me?"

"I'm……"

The other party paused before answering.

"Spider-Man."

Spiderman?

Ruth wondered, she didn't know such a person.

"Because you need help, so I'm here to save you."

The tone of this strangely dressed man has a very different tenderness from when he taught the bad guy just now.

It made her suddenly think of someone.

"Can you tell me what happened to you?" His inquiry could even be said to be cautious, "because you look very unhappy."

Perhaps 'Spiderman' moved her with his integrity and bravery, or perhaps it was because of his caring tone, which was careful not to scare her, that catalyzed her feelings.

In short, after experiencing huge ups and downs in her mood, Ruth's emotions that had been suppressed for a day finally broke out.

In front of this Spiderman.

She burst into tears, aggrieved and sad, and fell to the stranger who was half squatting and hugging her.

Anyway, he didn't understand it, and he would just think of himself as a frightened person.

Thinking of this, Ruth told him everything without any scruples.

During the whole process of listening to her cry, Spider-Man didn't put Ruth down from his arms, but held her and listened quietly.She nodded from time to time to indicate that she was still listening.

And he stroked Ruth's back with his hand, like stroking a kitten whose hair was blown.

It wasn't until Ruth finished speaking and the depression in her chest cleared away that she understood why she had such a bewildered reaction at first.

——Because she has lost her parents, so she doesn't know who to confide in.

"...But I can't tell Uncle Parker about them."

Spider-Man's hand patting her back suddenly paused at this moment.

Ruth didn't notice, but sobbed again and again.

She sucked her nose, her eyes were red, she was extremely wronged, and her black hair was wet with tears and stuck to her cheeks.

"They'll blame themselves. It's good to have you, listen..." She sniffed, "...listen to me complaining."

……

This is the first encounter between Ruth and Spider-Man three months ago.

He saved her and listened patiently to her complaints.

Spider-Man moved his hand to the top of her head and rubbed it gently.

"Don't cry, isn't there no magic?"

He solemnly swore to Ruth in a soft tone as if coaxing Ruth.

"I'll protect you from now on."

The author has something to say: Wow!Important point: the wand was not taken away!

And more than 5000 words, do you feel a little long and a little tired?Please be sure to tell me how it looks, otherwise I will commit revisionism and keep revising.

Do tell me!

PS, No-Maj is what American wizards call ordinary people who don't understand magic, which is equivalent to British Muggles.