[Comprehensive British and American] Hydra economic chief

In the basement, Rumlow was spread out on the sofa. He had just endured the pain of absorbing the serum, and he was sweaty and weak.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, he turned his head and saw Christine leaning on the door frame with a graceful figure and smiling at him. I have to say that his girlfriend is definitely a very beautiful woman, and the slender high-heeled shoes make her taller But these are not as good as her eyebrows, eyes and demeanor, which makes people or himself heart-wrenching. He somewhat believes that he once fell in love with this woman without being blind.

"Stupid?" Seeing Rumlow staring at her without blinking, Christine's recent depressed mood instantly brightened a lot. After all, she is born beautiful and hard to give up.

"Yes." Rumlow admitted coolly, "Then what about you, do you feel nostalgic for the past when you look at this face?" In the end, he cared about his face so much that he wished he could go back and get revenge immediately By.

"Oh, you know, people who eat too much porridge and side dishes will always want stronger flavors." Christine walked over swayingly and pulled his hand over to wrap herself in his arms, "For example , The more I look at it now, the more handsome your face is." Crawling up along his arms, she sat on his lap, opened her mouth to enclose his earlobe, licked and sucked it carefully, and put her hands on his Sliding her abdomen, she felt satisfied that the muscles under her hands tensed and contracted, she bit down his neck along the earlobe, and nibbled on the sensitive protrusion with her teeth.

Rumlow thought, if he can hold back at this time, he is really not a man, he just has a bad face, and other places are very good.

Leaning over her neck, she took a deep breath, sniffed her scent, smiled softly, her deep voice was hoarse with desire, her big hands got into the hem of her jacket and kneaded, the sensitive Christine felt his There was no resistance in the teasing, and she almost fell limp in his arms.

The temperature of the skin gradually increased. Christine's legs were tightly wrapped around Rumlow, and her chest unconsciously rubbed against him. Lifting the hem of the skirt with one hand and spreading her legs apart, Christine couldn't help moaning.

The room is full of spring, but the magic world on the other side is in dire straits.

The disappearance of Hogwarts was caught off guard, and all wizards were in a daze.Which one of them never went to school at Hogwarts, where they ran, mischievous, and took risks, and now their children's paradise disappeared under their noses for no reason, so whoever did it!Without the Dark Lord and Slytherin, the Ministry of Magic headed by Gryffindor Know-It-All will be the first to bear the brunt.

The roaring letters from the wizards came one after another, and Harry was nowhere to be seen until now, and the Ministry of Magic was messed up, but there was nothing they could do about it, so they had to deal with it first.

The Aurors were still staying in Hogsmeade to investigate. Hermione and McGonagall asked everyone in the school and the portraits, but they didn't have the slightest clue. Ron was still clamoring that it was the dark wizard of Slytherin who made Hermione Min was so annoyed that they had a big fight.

Hermione accused Ron of becoming more and more philistine, vexatious, incompetent but ambitious.Ron had been dissatisfied with his wife's pressure on him for a long time, and now Hermione poked him in the sore spot, bluntly saying that the current mess in the wizarding world is her fault, arrogant, conceited, and can't listen to anyone's opinion, The whole Ministry of Magic is her voice, she can't wait to do everything by herself, she wants to liberate the house-elves without any reason, and mess up the wizarding world, she has no ability to be the Minister of Magic.The two attacked each other unreservedly, and broke up unhappy.

Candles were lit throughout the night at the Ministry of Magic, owls flew to and fro, the fireplaces of the Floo network never stopped, and the news spread from Hogsmeade, one night, wizards all over the world knew more or less about British magic The only wizard school in the world, the oldest wizard school in the world-Hogwarts mysteriously disappeared.

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Christine and Rumlow came out of the room hand in hand. As experienced men, Logan and Lucius could tell at a glance the reason why a certain woman had a rosy complexion and winking eyes this morning, and they raised their eyebrows tacitly.

But Logan will think of his old enemy when facing Rumlow's face, that cheap, crazy, I hope he will not be too idle recently.

Snape at the dining table was holding the newly published "Daily Prophet", Christine leaned over to take a look, 'The disappearance of Hogwarts - whose responsibility? "The newspapers on the table are scattered, and it seems that they have just been turned over, "Where will the little British wizard go?" "The Ministry of Magic has not yet been able to find out the reason." Woz' 'British nobles return to British wizardry - coincidence or premeditation'

"Which newspaper is this? It's quite insightful." Logan pointed to the last newspaper in Christine's hand.

Christine held the "Wizard News" in his hand: "Is this? This is made by someone who is behind the government's last job. It should be to let his brother not have nothing to do with his life."

Snape and Malfoy looked at Christine in confusion. This newspaper had been around for several years, and it seemed to have appeared after the defeat of the Dark Lord.Christine glanced at them with a smile, but didn't speak.

Kurt virtuously prepared breakfast for several people, and shyly handed Rumlow the milk in his hand first. Rumlow faced his girlfriend's blue face with big white teeth and his younger brother wanted to cover his face, but was caught by Ke under the table. Christine kicked lightly with his foot, smiling (^_^).

Satisfied, Kurt left behind a puff of blue smoke, and teleported back to his seat to be a quiet little devil, eating the bread in his hand gracefully.

After breakfast, Malfoy changed into shiny new clothes and went to the banquet. Snape went to the room to study the antidote for the amnesia potion. Logan brought the special medicine for Professor X and Kurt to return to Xavier. School.Before boarding the plane, Logan wanted to return the magic device in his hand to Christine, and Christine said with a smile: "Keep it, there are too many unstable factors in the identity of mutants, if there is anything in the future, at least there is a purpose." land."

Watching Logan and Kurt leave, Christine took Rumlow's hand and kissed: "We have nothing to do, why not go on a date, we haven't had a romantic date for a long time."

Rumlow stared into her eyes, Christine nodded resolutely, and Snape told her that even if the potion of forgetting was cured, he couldn't guarantee that Rumlow's face would be completely restored, after all, dragon blood is only so To the point, his understanding of dragon blood is only based on the records of his predecessors, and God knows what side effects it will have.

Pedestrian promenade next to London Bridge.

People looked at the beautiful woman with a smile on her arm and a man with a severely burned face. No matter who saw it, the two would not be the best partner.The surprised gaze gradually lingered on Rumlow's face. Although it was not malicious, it caused the sensitive nerves of the man in his 20s to collapse.Christine, who had been paying attention to him all the time, noticed the hostility in his eyes in an instant, pulled him to stop, approached him under his questioning eyes, and kissed his lips soothingly: "Honey, take it easy , just strangers."

Rumlow gradually relaxed under her kiss. Sure enough, physical communication is definitely an excellent way to solve the problem. The hard work last night was not in vain!The two walked along the Thames River quite leisurely, sticky from time to time, which made people smile.

At this moment, Malfoy, who was sitting in front of the Holmes brothers, almost wanted to scold his mother. He had just entered the office of the legendary mastermind, when a curly-haired man suddenly appeared in front of him.

His appearance and appearance are enough to attract attention at first glance. He is more than 6 feet tall, thin, tall, well-defined, with a slender nose, and sparkling gray-blue eyes. With a hint of gold in it, before taking a closer look, the man in front of him circled around him: "Lucius Malfoy, wizard, nobleman, of course, these are mentioned in your self-introduction." It annoyed him that the man was asking and answering himself.

"Sherlock." Mycroft yelled warningly from the seat, no doubt he was ignored, took a deep breath, and felt that his hairline was still there, "Mr. Malfoy, please sit down, please don't mind the little boy My brother's disrespect."

Lucius sat on the chair next to him, looked at the two brothers in the office, and suddenly had an ominous feeling about today's negotiations. He regretted not having the cheek to invite Christine to come with him.

Sherlock didn't care about the actions of the two, and continued on his own: "New clothes, you attach great importance to this meeting, why, wizards often look down on ordinary people, obviously because someone warned you that fat people are terrible. It's Chris Tinwood, she's back in England, and it looks like she was in charge of yesterday's Hogwarts incident; a wand that never leaves her hand... a wand; a grandson, oh no, two, just born?."

Lucius in the front didn't feel anything, but his other grandson was just born a few days ago. This was the surprise of Malfoy's single pass, and it was also the way he prepared for Malfoy. Apart from his family, Lian Sne He kept it a secret, how could the person in front of him know.

This made Lucius, who knew little about his opponent, feel a little dignified, and couldn't help but think of Christine's advice to him last night.

After he finished speaking lazily, he was not as interested as expected at all, and Mycroft ignored him understandingly.He also felt that the blond man in front of him was not worthy of his effort, and that it was better. Someone with a bit of cleverness was easier to control, unlike the one in the Ministry of Magic now, which was simply a toothache.

"B, Goldfish, Wood is still a minority." Sherlock fell down on the sofa in disappointment. He said to Holmes, who had been abused by Christine, that he shouldn't have fantasies about other wizards, and he should go back and wait for Ragen to have a case. , Why is London so quiet recently.Is Moriarty a monk?

The author has something to say: Next, do you want to switch back to the reply or play around in the UK? Recently, I don’t know why the writing is not smooth, and I feel a little dry.