[Comprehensive] The whole world has its own bgm, except me!

Ministry of Magic.

Jian Jia was sitting on the sofa, holding the Sword in the Stone, staring at each other.

She threatened with a half-hearted smile: "You know, in our east, there is a saying called 'He who understands current affairs is a brilliant man', so I don't need to elaborate on what to do next."

The sword in the stone was sluggish and dull, and slowly and reluctantly let the power gem fall off Jian Jia's hand.The power gem also lost its refracted brilliance, looking like a young couple who have been separated.

Jian Jia finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She held a small ball that Strange handed over, and a group of people held their breaths, waiting for her to do next.

Jian Jia lowered her voice and sang.

"Little rabbit, be good

open the door

open quickly

......"

Accompanied by Jian Jia's humming sound, the ball slowly opened, and the wizards looked stunned, just like Muggles' stupid appearance when watching them cast a spell, which seemed a little ridiculous.

As the gap opened by the ball got bigger and bigger, Jian Jia saw the opportunity and put the power gem in it.

Her singing stopped.

"Click."

The ball closed instantly.

The wizards booed emotionally.

"Okay, it's finally over." Jian Jia breathed a sigh of relief, and handed the ball to Strange, "Give it to them quickly, and keep this thing away from me."

She didn't want the second bridge to collapse.

Strange took it and said, "You should be thankful for it. You had a wonderful time."

"...I would rather not experience it." Jian Jia said angrily.

"My dear King Arthur!"

Jian Jia turned her head when she heard the sound, and saw a wizard pointing to the Sword in the Stone in her hand: "If I remember correctly, there is no such thing on the Sword in the Stone."

"Ok?"

Following his words, Jian Jia lowered her head, and then she could clearly see the pattern printed on the hilt of the sword, which was zigzag and very similar——

She was silent for a moment, and immediately changed the subject: "By the way, what was the solution you said just now?"

Jian Jia roared a few times in her heart.

That!

No!

Is it the source of fire?

Ah!

No wonder the bumblebee survived and stayed here, it was Optimus Prime who helped guard it!

Jian Jia suddenly felt a sense of being dazed.

The turning topic was extremely blunt, but the wizards could clearly see that Jian Jia didn't want to talk about this topic. After coughing a few times, they naturally started to discuss another matter.

"King Arthur, we believe that the reason for the current situation is that your own abilities are unstable and uncontrollable, plus..." the speaking Minister of Magic glanced at Strange, "plus Your mage is still not determined, so the sword in the stone reflects your problems to some extent. It is your mirror."

...So the words of the Minister of Magic mean that because she herself is unreliable, the sword in the stone she holds is also unreliable.

Jian Jia: "..."

She held the hilt of the sword with one hand, put the sword in the stone on her lap, and asked, "Then do you have any suggestions?"

"Perhaps—you should choose a real mage?"

Jian Jia paused.

"Please don't mind my words."

"I see what you mean, Minister."

Jian Jia sighed: "But... I'm sorry, I don't want to be King Arthur, I want to return this sword to you."

"you!"

"As you said, I am not a pure-blooded British person, and of course I should not own this sword. I forced it back then, and now, naturally, it should be returned to its original owner."

Ever since she owned the Sword in the Stone, there have been a lot of troubles, Jian Jia thought, it's time to solve it completely.

She didn't want her life to become a mess from now on.

A group of wizards showed sad expressions of being abandoned, and even the sword in the stone made a buzzing sound, as if accusing her of being cruel.

Jian Jia stood up and handed the sword to the Minister of Magic with a hard heart: "Please accept it, I believe there must be a better King Arthur waiting for it."

"But……"

"I order you in the name of King Arthur, Kingsley Shacklebolt, to take this sword and find another for me."

Jian Jia pursed her lips tightly, staring at the Minister of Magic, her tone was so resolute that it was so loud in the silent hall.Strange watched her actions quietly, without saying a word.

The minister was silent for a moment, bowed slightly, and stretched out his hands.

Jian Jia moved slowly and carefully, and handed him the sword.

This process is like a royal coronation ceremony, which is extremely solemn.

"..."

"..."

Jian Jia flicked the sword expressionlessly, the hilt stuck to her palm, unable to shake it off.

This is very embarrassing.

"Leave, don't cling to me."

"Otherwise I'll be rude."

Everyone also realized that something was wrong, and looked at each person and sword.Jian Jia shook her vigorously, threatened and lured her, but it still didn't work, Shi Zhongjian insisted on sticking to her no matter what.

At this time, the occasional sound of the violin playing in her mind was brisk and cheerful, as if she couldn't suppress her joy.Jian Jia suddenly looked up at the wizards, who immediately turned their heads away as if they hadn't seen anything, but they couldn't hide the smirk on their lips.

Jian Jia: "..."

After trying for a long time, the solemn and even solemn atmosphere disappeared, replaced by a group of people silently watching how King Arthur solved the sword in the stone.

"Huh..." Jian Jia finally gave up trying, with a dejected look on her face, "Okay, okay, can't I keep you for now?"

The Sword in the Stone hummed happily, and the wizards' eyes lit up.

"Then King Arthur, your mage—"

Jian Jia casually pointed at Strange: "Just him."

This guy could not be better used as a shield.

Strange, who was named, crossed his legs and was playing with the Eye of Agamotto in his hands. Hearing this, he raised his head and glanced casually. If he didn't make a sound, it meant he acquiesced.

Minister of Magic: "..."

Wizards: "..."

Thunder strikes from heaven!Merlin's socks!This is... heartbreaking!

They all showed distressed expressions, wishing that a Death Eater would rush out of nowhere and use the Avada Kedavra to kill this shameless bastard who had taken a big advantage.

Of course, King Arthur's decision cannot be rejected, so Jian Jia went to the hospital to bid farewell to Sherlock and the others, and was watched by a group of wizards with mournful eyes.

There is always an illusion that they are here to attend the funeral...

Jian Jia was half helpless and half funny.

Finally returned to Fulian Building.

As soon as Jian Jia entered the door, a black shadow passed by, and she quickly reached out to grab it.

"Meow meow!" This is Mint's struggling cry.

She suddenly felt distressed, and hugged the cat owner for a good meal.The cat in his arms was smooth and radiant, and seemed to have weighed a few catties, and he seemed to be well-raised.

Jian Jia said gratefully: "Thank you, Jarvis."

"It is my honor to serve you, Miss Jane, thank you for your trust."

Jarvis answered in a gentle voice.

"Tsk, is this flirting with a woman, Jarvis?"

Tony Stark walked in the door. He brushed his hair. He was wearing a silver-gray suit and a pair of glasses on his straight nose. Even with his voice, he exuded a sense of laziness and laziness. Know where it came from.

"If Miss Jane has a happy mood, theoretically, yes." Jarvis's answer was serious, with the style of an academic nerd.

Jian Jia laughed out loud.

"Then it was flirting, indeed."

"This is not good."

Tony shrugged exaggeratedly, walked to Jane Jia, and said, "How do you feel?"

"Not bad."

If you ignore those surprises.

Jian Jia's hands were still smoothing the cat's fur, and her dark eyes revealed serious emotions: "Actually, I have a question I want to ask you."

"what is the problem?"

"They—have they found a way to resist my ability? If you're not mistaken, some time ago, you were rushing about my affairs."

Listening to her question, Tony took off his glasses, revealing a pair of brown eyes like honey, with a lingering smile, which was hard to refuse.

"This matter has nothing to do with you." He reached out and stroked Jian Jia's black hair, which felt smooth to the touch, "However, you have the right to know, and I will not deliberately conceal it."

Her hair is getting longer and can be tied up high, but when it is down, it is more charming than usual, like a provocative cat.

It was rare for Jian Jia not to escape.

She didn't know what to recall, and sighed softly: "Recently, I have received some targeted attacks one after another. I think if this matter is not resolved, there will be big troubles."

"Don't worry, my dear, we are all here." Natasha walked in with a big stride in a black tights.

Jian Jia suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

With everyone here, this trouble will definitely pass smoothly.

Maybe the middle process is difficult.

……

Jian Jia was a little tired when she got home, she rubbed her brows, planning to take a nap in the afternoon.The windows were wide open, and the warm sunlight fell on the house, making it peaceful.Jian Jia curled up into a ball on the sofa, hugging the pillow and sleeping soundly.

I have to report to the police tomorrow. I've been so busy recently that I even forgot about my job.

She fell asleep quickly, and Mint naturally felt like a fish in water when she returned home. She had a great time playing with the little fur ball, and had long forgotten the inhuman abuse she suffered in the Fulian Building.

Jian Jia fell into a deep sleep.

In a trance, when she opened her eyes, she saw a thick book on the mahogany table with beautifully handwritten English on it.The fireplace next to it was burning warmly, and the burning branches made a crackling sound.As soon as he looked up, he saw heavy snow falling outside the window, exposing a vast and endless plain of ice and snow.

Jian Jia knew that she was in a dream again.Perhaps this time the sword in the stone is harbinger of something.

She regained her senses, not in a hurry, and carefully stared at the letters on it line by line.

Hey, this is...

At this moment, a hand passed over her shoulder, and put away the plush blanket wrapped around her body for her.

Jian Jia was taken aback, but before she could turn around, a man's cold voice came from behind: "Look carefully, and ask me if you don't know it, these are specially prepared for you."

and many more.

This voice is!

Jian Jia turned her head abruptly, and sure enough, she saw a young and handsome face, but in her 20s, with a gloomy and cruel beauty, and she was even more frightened under the light of the candle.

...it was Voldemort!

The hair on Jian Jia's back was standing on end, she stood up abruptly, the chair fell down due to the force, and there was only a muffled sound as the blanket was spread on the floor.

"Why are you here? You're not...not..."

"If I want to accomplish something, then no one can stop me." He showed a reserved and decent smile like a young nobleman.

He was wearing a large black mage robe, with slender and slender fingers exposed, a thin figure, and a faint red light flickering in his deep eyes, resembling a vampire in the Middle Ages.

Jian Jia suddenly remembered what the Minister of Magic once said.

If you don't mention the turmoil Voldemort caused to this world, just in terms of talent, he is definitely a rare genius, and it is he who promoted the momentary glory of black magic. Few people can compare with him in the study of magic. The advantages are comparable.

This sentence is like a nightmare come true.

No matter how he came here, Jian Jia wanted to stay away from Voldemort at this moment and never see him again!

As soon as Jian Jia's thoughts moved, suddenly, the scene in front of her began to shake violently. Jian Jia couldn't help but staggered, and hit the table with her back, spinning around for a while, and Jian Jia immediately passed out.

When she woke up, the sun was still shining outside the window.

Jian Jia rubbed her eyes, and it took a long time for her brain to recover from a short blank.

It was a nightmare.

She suddenly lost the idea of ​​falling asleep, turned over and sat up, and felt a dull pain in her lower back. Jian Jia snorted, and heard a bang, and something fell down.

Jian Jia lowered her head and was stunned.

It is a book with black leather, thick, and a distinct sense of the times.The cover of the hardcover is written in bronzing cursive English, eloquent and extremely beautiful.

—Gift, Jane.

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