Daily demolition of the store [Comprehensive British and American]

Lucius waved away the chocolate that Novia handed him, and he walked in one direction with big strides.

Novia followed silently.

Except for the factors of weather and dementors, there is not much difference between this island and ordinary islands.

Lucius pushed Novia open the wooden door of a watchtower. The guard room in the tower had been vacant for a while, and they went up the spiral stone steps in the tower together.

He climbed up the steps, walking in a hurry.Novia followed behind him unhurriedly. The moss on the stone steps was slippery and frosty, and the smell in the air was not very pleasant. Other than that, there was no handrail, so climbing to a certain height When looking down, there will be a sense of panic about falling.

Novia heard Lucius who was walking in front of her breathing quickly, she hesitated for a moment, but still didn't remind Lucius that his robe was dragged on the ground, and the back hem was no longer visible.

When Lucius stopped at the height of the fifth or sixth floor of an ordinary building, he opened a window. Outside the window, he could see the waves hitting the coast, the reef, and the gray sky.

There is one more detail that Novia forgot to describe. From the time they landed on the island, they could hear human screams from time to time, either terrified or angry. If they had to say something, it might be regarded as setting off the dignified atmosphere of the island. Let everything here become like a supernatural scene.

"These three dementors do not belong to the Dark Lord's subordinates. You can choose to talk to one of them." Looking out from this window, there are three floating dementors in the gray-white sky. Keeping a certain distance, there is no intention of approaching.

"Uh... what's the selection criteria? I can't see any difference between the three?"

"This is not a beauty pageant! I don't care what you pick back, Miss Reeves!" Everything in Azkaban made Lucius nervous, even before he came, Snape had already warned him cryptically, This kind of risky behavior must be done, they have not determined Novia's hole card.

But what else is there to do?

The Dark Lord is getting more and more crazy, and he always tries to put his eggs in other baskets.Now is not the time to get closer to the Order of the Phoenix. Novia is a transitional option, and some images she instilled in him prompted Lucius to decide to take a risk.

Novia ordered one at random, and she said she wanted the one on the far left.

"Then you can do it yourself."

"Didn't you help me catch it?" Novia was surprised again. She looked at the three dementors constantly changing directions outside with some headaches. After a while, the one she chose had disappeared.

Lucius was stunned by Novia's ignorance in this regard.

He tried his best to bring Novia here, it was just a waste of time.Any dark wizard who wants to get a dementor will prepare his own means to control this kind of thing. He is just a guide. Novia's idea is too good!

"Uh...then let's go back." Novia glanced at the three dementors outside the window again.Then he walked down the steps happily.

Lucius raised his wand behind Novia's back.

But when he looked out the window—if it wasn't for a problem with his vision, or if any of the three dementors had unilaterally broken their appointment—there were really only two left outside the window.

"What's the matter, are we still leaving?"

When the cold wind blew, Lucius' hands trembled slightly.

Novia walked down for a while, and looked back at Lucius who was still there, with a normal expression, as if returning without success.

Without using Dementia, Lucius found that he had no way of distinguishing the authenticity of Novia's reaction.But he retracted his wand back into his sleeve immediately, and silently followed her footsteps.

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News of the collapse in central London was tightly sealed.

Mycroft contacted the officials of the Ministry of Magic urgently. They formulated a series of wrong things to deal with the aftermath. All the wizards who could help were dispatched, referring to the solution to the crisis caused by the silent search by the United States. It rained heavily in the whole of London for three days. .

Under the overtime work of the wizards all over the UK, the collapsed and broken stones gradually recovered, and the twisted steel bars on the ground returned to their original state.

As for the dead and injured, it happened to be the weekend when the collapse happened, so they had a certain buffer time when the incident happened. There were not many people in the office building, and the well-trained Aurors saved most of the Muggles.

When they returned to the restored Ministry of Magic, checked each room one by one, prepared to make a final list of losses, and checked the cause of the accident, they found that there was still one room that had not been restored to its original appearance.

This is a room that has been left untouched for many years and that has only recently been invaded.Judging from Hengji who was fighting in the room, this place seemed to be the source of the collapse accident—the weird energy left in the room hadn’t subsided for a long time, the holes in the walls were chiseled by unknown energy, and the floor was smashed.

Ordinary repair magic can't remedy that kind of thing. At the bottom of the cave, Oromen also found some alchemy product parts that are also irreparable.

"This room contains a time machine made by an unknown master. This invention was comparable to Nico Mellor at the beginning of its invention. It was only deliberately forgotten later." An elderly Oro found a book recording magic The roster of secrets in all rooms, he read aloud according to the script.

Harry, on the other hand, set his sights on the smashed unrecognizable corpse.The corpse was still wearing the wizard robe he had prepared for the purple man, and was holding the whistle he had given to the purple man in his hand, but from the outside, under the weight of the stone, it was completely impossible to identify the dead man's identity by appearance.

He wouldn't have died simply because he didn't get there in time after hearing the whistle!

"It's all over, Harry." Hermione, as someone who knew the whole story, quietly comforted Harry who was standing beside the corpse. "Nils is very cunning. He asked someone to appear in the Ministry of Magic pretending to be a Death Eater. Everyone didn't think of anything else, and there is... no way!"

But Harry should have discovered that this was a tactic of smacking east and west. He was just too afraid of the possibility of Novia's mission failing and the Death Eaters counterattacking, coupled with a little distrust of the Purple Man's whistle, that he lost his grasp. Fantastic opportunity to live in Niles.

Now that the time machine was destroyed, the purple man became a corpse, and Novia lost decades of time out of thin air.

Niels instead became the biggest winner.

"We'll catch Nils! Together!" Hermione gave Harry a hug with a firm expression.

Harry still looked blank, so that Hermione had to remind him: "Before you grab Niels with your own hands, you must control your emotions!"

The last war is long gone.

This is a new war, a war that must also be won!

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At the end of summer, a man in a haute couture suit was sitting in a bar drinking alone. His beard hadn't been shaved for a long time, and the blue stubble added to his melancholic temperament. This look made him a small focus in the bar.

Several stunners in the bar walked over to strike up a conversation with him, but the man rejected all the friendship and comforting strikeups, so cold that it made people doubt his sexual orientation.

"A glass of whiskey, thank you." Finally, under the close attention of everyone in the bar, a male guest with an unfamiliar face came to the former's side.

The bartender prepared the wine quickly and numbly, without unnecessary chatting, with his eyes lowered, and he played his role of a wooden man wholeheartedly.

"Mr Kilgrave."

This address finally made the purple man look up.

He glanced at Mycroft who was sitting next to him with a disinterested look: "Mr. Holmes."

The beauties who had been rejected by him all looked disappointed at this table, and the guess came true—this might be a couple, except for the big age difference, they seemed to be a good match.

"My people have been looking for you for a long time."

"Are you worried that I will be outside alone, worrying that I will cause a safety accident?"

The purple man snapped his fingers at the bartender, who quickly filled the purple man's empty glass.

"Novia is not here now..."

"She will never be here! You should know this! People in the Reeves family can only live to be in their 40s!" The purple man put down the wine glass in his hand heavily, and angrily said to Mycroft Said: "In this case, you are still going to take me to find Novia's tombstone, expecting me to turn over a new leaf and start over?"

"I don't think she's really dead."

Even if Novia had buried herself in the past, Mycroft doubted that she would actually leave anything like a tombstone. ——For people like them, it is basically impossible to write the correct date of birth on the tombstone. The national burial is one kind, and more people choose a string of numbers in the cemetery, or even turn them into ashes and sprinkle them casually What was my favorite place when I was alive.

But he didn't need to say this to the purple man.His mood is already very unstable.

Mycroft drank the whiskey that the bartender poured, and said indifferently: "Let this man go, he has lost enough."

The purple man stared sideways at Mycroft, this straightforward look as if staring at a piece of meat made people panic.

But Mycroft calmly said what he wanted to say: "The clothes of this bartender do not match his actual purchasing power, and some whiskey is stained on his neckline, which is not dry yet. If you , you drank enough rye whiskey for him to lose his job and pay a large sum of money."

The purple man snorted, as if he was still not satisfied.

If it was before, he would directly choose an undecent death for the bartender.

But now, changes have indeed happened to him, and his punishment items are much more lenient, perhaps because deep down in his heart, he still doesn't really believe that Novia is dead.

"I can cooperate with your work." The purple man proposed his exchange conditions hoarsely, "but you must tell me everything you know..."