The Death Knell

"Is it really a potion? When you were a baby, I asked an adjutant to examine it for you. It turned out that there are some genetic defects that will cause you to be unable to breathe. If you want to repair it, you will face a great risk."

Deathstroke cut the steak from the plate, and set aside a small piece for the strangler to taste, saying to the young boy:

"There was no good solution at the time, so I put it on hold for the time being. Now that I have mastered a new ability, I thought I might be able to help you, so I came to Howard. I didn't expect you to have good news earlier. It's already I don’t need my help anymore, hehe.”

"It's just a coincidence, uncle. At the earliest time, my doctor just used the potion with a chance attitude. I didn't expect it to really work for me." Arnold waved his hand modestly and looked at it with a smile. To my parents: "It's also thanks to my parents being rich, otherwise it would be a big problem to find all the ingredients for the potions used. My luck is better."

Decades of lying in bed did not turn him into a lunatic or a paranoid. Now Arnold is very mature in thinking and has a rare sense of humor.

Unlike Tony's sense of humor that makes fun of others, Arnold's jokes are more acceptable to ordinary people, and he looks very similar to Howard.

"Oh, kid, don't say that, those sad days are over, our family will get better and better in the future, when the time is right, you can also go to meet your brother, Tony is actually a bit naughty, he The heart is very good, you must get along."

Maria smiled and held her son's hand. Over the years, while Howard was working for Deathstroke, she was mainly responsible for taking care of Arnold, and she took it with her wherever she went.敁

"Yes, I understand, Mom. I also want to see Tony very much. He is my brother, and a family should be together." An Ernuo nodded affirmatively, his eyes still full of expectation: "I have always I am paying attention to him and the Avengers, that is indeed a very interesting group of people, if he wants to study the technology of the Celestial Group, I may be able to help him, if two people work together, it is definitely better than one person."

"Well, it's not bad for you to get in touch with some superheroes. It's always good to make more friends, but you have to know one thing." Howard nodded and patted his eldest son on the shoulder: "If you can do things openly, There’s no need to cover your face, I’ve seen superhero games from the 1930s, you can do things with your head that other people have to resort to violence, it’s like death knell.”

Howard didn't mind his eldest son helping Tony. Of course, there was no need to say that Tony was adopted, as long as he knew that he had an older brother.

"Then you have too high expectations of me, Dad." My son made the French military salute as the Romans did, and shook his head with a smile: "I just regained the ability to walk, so you let me compare with my uncle, isn't it too much?" In a hurry?"

"Okay, let's talk about it after you are well. Let's have dinner first, and then go back to London to play a few laps in the mahjong parlor I invested in." When Howard treated his eldest son, he actually lowered the standard of requirements, because who is called the boss? I have been a patient since childhood.

Even though An Ernuo has gradually recovered, Howard still values ​​his adopted son Tony more, otherwise, he would not have quarreled with him.

"Your family is really happy, but I have to say something serious." Su Ming looked at the warm scene of this family, smiled and nodded, but interrupted aloud, talking about the current plan. Things to face: "I have some enemies, they will attack the universe I have been to..." 敁

There is not much foreshadowing, this family is all smart people, no need to talk about the ins and outs, just talk about the matter itself.

The current world is artificially divided into two. There is not much intersection between the Muggle world and the magic world. What the Stark family needs to do is to cooperate with the adjutant to use technological means to keep an eye on the current universe and encounter incomprehensible things If something happens, or you find a creature you don't understand, just contact her immediately.

Next, Su Ming will go to Hermione and ask her to keep an eye on them in the magic world. As for the first Dark Lord and Lao Deng who have lived in seclusion, let her convey it on their behalf.

So the meal process gradually turned into a meeting. Su Ming told some things and answered some questions. After the meal, he took the three of them to the Stark Mahjong Room and played Mahjong all night before basically agreeing on various things. Arrangement of details.

Of course, playing still consumes a lot of time, and it may only be one-tenth of the time when talking about business, because this family doesn't like talking very much, but prefers to think.

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"Good morning, Madam Minister."

"Good morning, Mr. Weasley, but as I've said many times before, I'm still young, so don't use titles and titles, just call me Hermione."

What happened on the ground in London in the morning is not the business of wizards, at least for Hermione now.

Because she happened to meet Arthur Weasley when she Apparated to the fountain in the Great Hall of the Ministry of Magic, and every meeting made her feel awkward.

Mr. Weasley is Ron's father. Although his son is Gryffindor and Hermione is Ravenclaw, they are also students of the same class.

When we used to pick up and drop off people at the train station, our parents often chatted together, and they knew each other. More importantly, Mr. Weasley was a member of the Order of the Phoenix, and he handed over this secret team to Hermione before Dumbledore retired to seclusion.

But the embarrassing point may be this.

Obviously this is the Ministry of Magic, Hermione is the Minister of Magic, and Arthur is a staff member working here, but when the two of them were talking, he behaved as if he was a spy, not only his voice was very weak, but he would still speak after speaking. Looking around nervously, as if looking for someone to watch secretly.敁

As for what? There are people coming and going here, wizards and witches pass by here, hundreds of people pass by every minute, and there are more house elves, whether this thief-like action can find someone who eavesdrops is another story, It really attracts the attention of the Aurors...

If it's either Hermione or the Minister of Magic, if it's another witch, Aurors might have come to ask.

Hermione felt embarrassed because of this, because there was obviously nothing to communicate in private, but Mr. Weasley had a guilty conscience, and even she began to feel guilty, as if infected.

But in view of his kindness, she could only nod in return with an awkward smile, and then tried to leave quickly, heading towards her office.

A few days ago, Deathstroke asked her to attend a "classmate reunion" in a different world. The time spent drinking tea, chatting and fighting monsters caused her work to be delayed, which was very uncomfortable for the strict self-disciplined Hermione.

The dragon farm in Ireland has to choose the breeds that will be delivered to the United States next year. There is also a meeting about whether wizards and civil servants can grow beards~www.NovelMTL.com~ If so, how long can they keep them? Her presence is also required.

"No, Ms. Minister, this is not acceptable. You are the Minister of the Ministry of Magic, so you should know that the rules are the rules, otherwise some people will think that you have no majesty."

Arthur quickly followed up, rubbing the briefcase in his hand, it seemed to feel itchy, spit out several sheets of paper and a letter, he threw away the useless waste paper, sent the letter To Hermione:

"Please take a look at this, the news that Sirius discovered recently, and ask me to bring you a message."

Hearing the name of Sirius, another member of the Order of the Phoenix, Hermione rubbed her temples and patted the beautiful shawl covered in mist: "Understood, come to my office to tell, but have you read the news? What did you mainly talk about?"

"He told me a little about it, but the details should be in the letter..." Arthur hesitated to speak, and then looked around like a thief again. After a while, he whispered: "I I heard that it is related to ancient magic, but we don’t know what ancient magic is, and we may need to hold a meeting to discuss it.”

"Oh...that's a lot of things." Walking into the office, Hermione took off her overcoat, revealing the robe she was wearing underneath, and then slapped the shotgun on her shoulder on the table: "So, Let me read the letter first, please sit down first, please feel free to drink anything, I need a little time..."

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