The Heavens: Hogwarts Transfer Students

Linde stared at the villain in front of him and asked him, "Before you go to trial, do you think you deserve a second chance?"

Jin Bing's eyes showed deep anxiety, and his huge body began to tremble slightly.

"Are you going to kill me, or let me go?"

"I'm not a judge, so I won't sentence you. I'm a wizard, Mr. Jin Bin. Before I became a wizard, I was an ordinary teacher, and I lived a dull and dull life in your eyes. Although the past has become like the wind It disappeared like the dust of my life, but my cowardly and hypocritical disposition has always remained on me, and I was afraid of getting blood that shouldn't be on my hands, so I never killed anyone with my own hands."

After listening to Lin De's narration, Jin Bing seemed to have gained a little hope of survival. He took a deep breath slowly, and after he let it out again, his body stopped shaking.

He crossed his fingers and bowed his head to God in prayer, a habit he'd picked up again when he put on his clerical robes.

Jin used to be unwilling to confess his heart to God, nor succumb to fate.

"Because I don't want to be stained with blood, I will turn my enemy into an animal, into a book, or kill him by someone else's hand, or tamper with his life, completely erasing his past.

"You are one of the few villains that I hate and hate. When I look through your life, I see you torturing innocent people, forcing ordinary people to go astray, coercing underage children as bargaining chips for power and sex, and operating illegal singing and dancing He organized black boxing, dog fighting and killing games, participated in the sale of addictive products, arms smuggling, reselling cultural relics, lending usury, violent debt collection, and selling human organs... Criminal law has been read as a business by you, Jin Bin gentlemen.

"You manage the streets of New York so well that your roots and tentacles are everywhere. Even a passerby like me is threatened by you. I intended to leave you with nothing, reduce you to the lowest level, and turn you into An immortal bug that suffers, gets crushed, poisoned with pesticides, fights other bugs, and comes back to life again and again until your soul is tortured to nothingness."

King ignored the words, reciting passages from the Gospel softly, as if preparing for his meeting with God after death.

"Seeing you repent now, once again let me know the complexity of human nature. The heinous Mr. Jin Bing actually does good deeds, destroying tens of thousands of families and distorting the lives of hundreds of thousands of people. Now he has transformed into a New Yorker Your spiritual sustenance. Standing in front of me now, do you think I should give you another chance?"

Jin Bing stopped praying, lowered his head, and replied in a hoarse voice: "I know what I have done. I don't ask for your forgiveness, just, please give me more time. Let me explain what happened. The boys in the church are all They're a bunch of idiots, and they'll be in trouble if I die without knowing why."

"When did you have such an illusion that giving you a chance meant to forgive you?"

Lin De looked at Jin Bin who was puzzled, "The story of reforming evil and returning to good will last for a long time, but it is the helplessness of mortals. Because the mistakes made are a foregone conclusion, so we can only let life move forward. I will tell you the first The second chance is for you to truly atone for your sin."

Jin Bing frowned and asked: "Can you tamper with the past history?"

"Yes. I will perform the eternal transformation and grand music, create a parallel timeline, and change the trajectory of your life, so that those who are harmed by you will have a new destiny. As for your ending, whether it is death or not Live, leave it to another you to decide."

"What if I don't take this opportunity?"

"Then our game will continue. I will follow my previous plan and let you continue to sink and suffer until the resentment of the dead souls entrusted to your mind body is satisfied."

"Fair enough...I take a second chance."

Lin De raised his hand to press Jin Bin's broad forehead, the eye of the tower on his chest overflowed with pure magical energy, and the gorgeous aura light belt wrapped around Jin Bin.

"Wait!" He suddenly stopped Linde's magic.

"Repent?"

"No, I just need to make a call, please." This was the first time Kim begged Lind.

Linde nodded in agreement.

With two thick fingers, Jin carefully took out an old Nokia mobile phone from the lining pocket, clicked on the address book, and dialed the only contact.

When he held the flip phone to his ear, it looked as small as a child's toy. Jin waited patiently for the call to connect. He didn't look at Linde. He was calm and focused at this time, and he was doing the proudest work in his life.

After waiting for a long time, maybe seven years, the call finally got through.

Jin Bin was startled, showing a warm smile, "Vanessa, it's me... Yes, I know you don't want to be disturbed... Listen, Vanessa, I'm in New York now... No, no, I've already Quit that stuff, I'm a pastor. Ha, I knew you couldn't believe it, but it's true, Reverend Wilson, the neighbors kind of like me. Every day I'm handing out bread, sweeping up the trash, giving people help..."

He ramblingly reviewed the experience of the past month, with a soft and joyful tone, controlling the rhythm like a talk show. He laughed quickly, and the woman on the other end of the phone laughed too.

"...Yes, I didn't mean anything to call you, but I missed you, Vanessa, this may be the last time I will speak to you... No, it's not a terminal illness, I caused it, and I'm dying now (Kim gives Lind a calm glance)...no need, you don't come to me...well, I'm in Brooklyn, near the Waterfront Museum...hey, I've been sorry about Richard... I love you... goodbye."

He hung up the phone, with a relaxed expression on his face, and nodded to Linde, "Please continue."

"Aren't you going to see her for the last time?"

"That's not necessary."

"Then why did you tell her your address?"

Jin Bin grinned, "I can't say 'no' to her."

Linde recognized this reason, he continued to cast spells, and the eyes of the tower shot out pure magic energy. This degraded product from divine power has an eternal nature and can spread to the upstream and downstream of the timeline, making Linde's essential transformation technique Become the magic of God to manipulate fate and history.

At the same time, the Book of Mora slowly stretched out a tentacle, pressing down on Jin Bin's heart.

"Ah!" Jin Bin gritted his teeth and snorted, sweating profusely.

A fiery imprint was branded upon his chest by tentacles, like coiled roots, a trace of the law of the gods.

Linde used the eternal transformation technique to spread the power of the law to Jinbin's past.

The Book of Mora unfolded slowly, and the magnificent score of the grand movement flowed like a sea tide.

...

Wilson's father is an ambitious gangster who does everything that has nothing to do with morality and law. He robs banks, steals property, or does other trivial black jobs, trying to squeeze his way into the gang circle with a daredevil spirit. .

Years later, he joined the local gangs in New York as he wished, and soon died in a street fire.

After failing in his career, he began to drink heavily, and when drunk, he would abuse his wife and children at home. Wilson's childhood memories are the crackling of the belt, his mother's screaming and crying, and the pain on his body like fire.

Every time my father woke up, he would cry and apologize to them. When he was not at home, his mother would pull Wilson to pray to God, begging her husband to stop drinking.

In the past, Wilson didn't understand why his father's temperament was completely different before and after drinking. Later, he vaguely realized that maybe his father had always hidden a flame of anger and violence in his heart, always wanting to destroy himself and the people around him.

Because of his bloated nature, Wilson was ridiculed and excluded by other children in the community, and no one recognized him. The economic conditions of the family did not allow him to receive a decent education, so he wandered around the streets all day long.

Many young people with similar family backgrounds to him have joined in illegal activities one after another, and have become the heroes of the green forest in New York.

Wilson also tried to help his father in criminal activities, such as carrying extra boxes when robbing money, but once he was engaged in these jobs, he would immediately vomit uncontrollably, which was a childhood problem.

Due to a strange illness, Wilson had to withdraw from the criminal path, and a future underworld superstar fell into vomit.

The night his father died on the street, Wilson felt a chain break in his heart.

He stopped praying to God.

Wilson, who has nothing to do, changed his name. He is now called Fisk, and he is determined to use this name to start a new life.

Fisk, who was unable to engage in criminal activities, thought of a way not to delve into the right way, but to try to find legal loopholes to avoid his own strange disease, so he began to study law and jurisprudence.

Facts have proved that he actually has a very flexible mind, which helped him a lot during the learning process. Even if he missed the best learning period for teenagers, Fisk still mastered a lot of professional knowledge in a short period of time. He is proficient in law and computer technology, and has a natural keen sense of finance and capital operations.

Fisk discovered that the most lucrative activities in the world are indeed illegal activities, but different from the gangs in the neighborhood. The real lawbreakers are in the high-end office buildings on Wall Street, in the city hall and the White House. Converting the money earned at one time, it is necessary for ordinary people who receive the minimum wage to work from the Stone Age to the Industrial Revolution.

The ambitious Fisk tried shorting stocks in the 1990s, which resulted in the closure of several factories and the loss of tens of thousands of workers.

That day, Fisk ushered in the worst vomiting in his life.

For a period of time thereafter, Fisk could not eat, and he did not recover until he donated all his ill-gotten gains to help unemployed workers get back to work.

Fisk kept trying, and kept failing miserably. Finally he was discouraged, and spent some days in a daze about it. Until he met a woman named Vanessa, during that time Fisk was working as a legal consultant for an ocean trading company. Vanessa encountered some debt problems, and the company maliciously deducted her salary, so she asked Fisk for help .

To be honest, few people are willing to get close to Fiske because of her large size, but Vanessa is an optimistic and somewhat silly professional woman. She has probably never experienced the feeling of being hurt, and she doesn't know how to be on guard against others.

Not long after the two met, Vanessa discovered Fisk's amazing talent, and they tried to date, and then formally communicated.

After a lingering time, Vanessa learned about Fisk's strange disease, and she smiled heartily at that time.

"Are you laughing at me?" Fisk tentatively half-jokingly.

"No, of course not, dear, I think this is very good. Although I feel sorry for what happened to you, it may just prove that you are a person with a great sense of justice from the bottom of your heart." Vanessa stroked Jin affectionately. And the huge head, like stroking a big bear, "Maybe God is expecting you to do good deeds."

It never occurred to Fisk that he could do good deeds. What he learned from childhood is that those who obey the rules are weak and can be bullied, while those who challenge the rules are strong and respectable.

Under the encouragement and guidance of Vanessa, Fisk gradually saw the life of most ordinary people, they all make a living under the rules, which is not weak and shameful, but amazingly tenacious.

So he started to file lawsuits for farmers and workers. The cases involved the company's occupation of farmers' land, pollution of the environment, exploitation of overseas workers, and substandard production hygiene.

Thanks to Fisk's toughness, subtle talent, and extreme sensitivity to crimes, he has repeatedly won battles in court, and many chaotic phenomena of the times have been exposed to the public through the efforts of him and a group of colleagues. be corrected.

Fisk is known as the number one person in the law firm (Kingpin, homophonic Jin Bin), leading a group of lawyers with justice in their hearts to fight against social injustice.

Jin and Vanessa supported each other and soon entered the marriage hall. After a year of marriage, they had a child named Richard Fisk.

With the development of his career, Jin has been regarded as a thorn in the side of many companies and politicians, and the personal threats against him, his wife and children have never stopped.

Kim once wanted to leave his job and retire with Vanessa and Richard. But now he can't let go of the poor all over America.

Things turned ugly after all. A premeditated car accident took away Vanessa and Richard, and Jin, who was seriously injured, dragged his wife and children out of the scrapped car. Only his wife Vanessa had her last breath. Still as if he had never been bullied before, he smiled brightly, "Promise me, dear, never... give up the fight."

From that day on, Jin Bin, who crawled back from the hell of burning cars, became a ruthless law enforcement officer. During the day, he continued to litigate for the poor. At night, he put on a tactical vest, picked up bullets, and used iron and fire to clean up the crimes that were as deep as mud in the city.

His style of acting is very distinctive. Before shooting the criminal, he will send a lawyer's letter and tell the crime he committed in person.

Even with the lynching, King didn't vomit because he knew he was innocent.

King also formed an underground court, recruiting many villain heroes who shared his belief in the eradication of evil by violence.

Walking in the light and the dark, Kim will bear the sins of New York.

On this day, Jin Bing's underground court received a commission.

A young man took a pastor to court.

The plaintiff told Judge Kim about the defendant's faults, a list of crimes thirty feet long. The villain heroes of the jury couldn't help but be speechless.

"The defendant claims to have repented and is willing to use the rest of his life to atone for his crime." The plaintiff also acted as the defendant's defense lawyer. "May I ask, Your Honor, how do you judge this person?"

Jin Bin looked at the defendant, the priest, who was as big as a brown bear, had a face that made him feel familiar.

But Kim couldn't recall where he'd seen him.

The chaplain fixed the judge with a strange, sad eye.

For a while, the stern judge Jin Bin didn't know how to pronounce the sentence.

Reason told him that this kind of person deserved to be shot and did not deserve mercy at all. But when he was about to knock down the gavel, a strong anxiety surged in his heart.

The raised gavel stopped in mid-air.

The priest watched it, the young men of the accused watched it, the fellow jurors watched it.

Vanessa's refreshing smile and the immature face of his son Richard flashed before Jin Bing's eyes.

They all looked at Jin Bin with expectant and encouraging eyes.

Incomparable courage surged into his heart, dispelling his sense of anxiety.

"I declare the defendant guilty!"

Boom!

Hit the gavel!

Jin also saw the pastor showing a bitter and relieved smile, and then disappeared into thin air.

The courtroom in front of him collapsed, and the young man in the dock came slowly with a black book in hand.

"You have made the final judgment. Mr. Jin Bing, congratulations, you have redeemed your sins and have a good journey."

Jin Bin looked around, the wind from the upper New York Bay was blowing, and he saw that his palms were gradually turning white, like burnt incense, and ashes kept falling and dissipating in the wind.

"What's wrong with me?"

"You are being erased by the timeline." Linde simply explained.

"I'm going to die?" Jin Bin showed a surprised expression. There were two overlapping lives in his mind, one was the underworld emperor and the other was a justice lawyer. "It turns out that I am only one thought away from another life. Wait, Fan How are Nissa and Richard?"

"Their lives have also changed, and they are living well now."

"That's good." Jin Bin showed a relaxed smile, "That's good."

A red car stopped on the side of the road, and Vanessa got out of the car. This woman is beautiful and intellectual, with black hair, except for a strand of hair dyed gray in front of her forehead, showing her unusual style and temperament .

She quickly ran up to Jin Bin, "No, don't..."

Jin Bing's body was mostly ashes, and his face was slowly shattered. He showed a last smile, and Vanessa's face was reflected in his pupils.

Vanessa stared at the empty priest's robe for a long time, and finally smiled with relief.

Later, Linde attended Jin Bin's funeral, and the cemetery was packed with funeral crowds. There are a group of gangsters in monk's robes, many lawyers, one of whom is blind, a few grim-looking mercenaries, farmers and workers from all over the world, and a large number of New York citizens.

People can't tell what their relationship with the deceased is, but for some reason, they all feel that this person is very important to them.

Jin Bin's epitaph was written by Vanessa.

"A real villain is buried here, as well as a real good man."