time at hogwarts

Having made up his mind, he calmed down the sternness on his face and showed a hearty smile.

"Hello, little wizard, you don't have to be afraid. I just want to 'borrow' some money from your father. You are also a wizard and may be aware of the Ministry of Magic's intimidation. If your father agrees, I will not harm you at all."

Magos looked at this middle-aged man who seemed harmless to humans and animals with vigilance. He was no longer the first brother who met the wizard two years ago. He couldn't even believe the other person's words. Taking the opportunity to take the wand over, he showed an expression of horror and joy.

"Really, really, as long as you don't hurt me and my family, I think my father will be willing to give you a large amount of money."

The corners of the middle-aged man's mouth raised slightly, thinking that children are still children, even if they become wizards, they will still think like children.It was so easy to believe him, a wild wizard who suddenly broke into his house.

"That's fine, you," he was about to say 'accompany' him to find his parents when there was a knock on Magos' door.

The middle-aged man's face changed, and he looked at Magos with a slightly wary look. Although he didn't think that this child could do anything under his eyes, the habits he had developed over the years still made him subconsciously be wary, and he would be slightly cautious. The wand was pointed back at him.

Magos was also shocked. He instantly thought that the plants in his parents' room might have warned him, and then they came over to notify him to take him to escape with him. However, they did not know that the intruder had already arrived in his room and had taken advantage of it. Although I was very anxious, I still pretended not to notice the change in the other person, and at the same time carefully said that it might be my parents. They sometimes come over at night to see if I am sleeping with the quilt on.

The middle-aged man's mouth twitched when he heard this explanation. Can such a rich kid really become a wizard?I'm afraid I won't even be able to graduate.But even though he thought he was useless, he still didn't let down his guard at all.

Magos was irritated, how could this bastard be so vigilant about a child? I'm afraid he did this kind of thing frequently, which made him even more convinced that he couldn't believe every word he just uttered.At the same time, I am even more worried about my parents and desperately hope that they can leave as soon as possible.

"Open the door." The other party pointed at Magos with his wand.

Although he was very unwilling, he still had to walk slowly to the door, pulled the handle and said loudly.

"Dad, you just happened to come over. There is an uncle here who wants to borrow some money from you."

When Mr. Will outside the door heard his words, his heart tightened, and he instantly understood what his son meant to him. He pushed his wife to the wall and winked at her. Mrs. Will gritted her teeth and spoke slowly and silently. Back up slowly.

Mr. Will adjusted his pajamas and calmed down all his emotions.

"Uncle? Why didn't I know you had an uncle?" Mr. Will walked into Magos' room, looked at the middle-aged man and smiled.

"Hello, sir, my son is spoiled by me and is ignorant. If you have any needs, just tell me. It would be too rude to borrow."

The middle-aged man looked at Mr. Will, who looked calm, with interest.

"Aren't you afraid?"

"One thing, after all, this is the first time I've seen a wizard as old as you. My son said that the older you get, the stronger your magic power. You must be very powerful, but since you didn't attack us, it means we can still talk. I can’t talk about anything if I’m scared.”

"It's interesting. I've seen many rich Muggles. Some don't believe in swearing, and some are scared to death. The one who is as calm and composed as you is the first one."

After hearing this, Mr. Will's heart convulsed. This is a habitual offender. It is impossible to change such a person with words.He waved his hand in front of Magos unintentionally, and Magos knew that this meant telling him not to act rashly.

"Maybe it's the habit of facing some big shots." He said casually.

The middle-aged man smiled. Did the other party think that he would have some scruples about big figures in the Muggle world?Sure enough, Muggles' thinking will never change. No matter how rich or powerful they are in their world, they will never know how terrifying wizards are.

'Perhaps after a while you think your son was born with dementia. ' he thought to himself.

"I don't know what you need." Mr. Will felt slightly reassured when he saw the other party's smile. It seemed that he thought I knew nothing about the magical world and didn't know whether Edela had released the owl.

"Money, and valuable things."

"It's very simple. What do you think of one hundred thousand pounds?" Mr. Will asked calmly.

Upon hearing these numbers, the middle-aged man's pupils dilated and his breathing became a little unsteady. He looked at Mr. Will with some excitement and said,

"20."

"Okay." Mr. Will agreed without changing his face.

"But I need time to raise it, and I also have to wait until the bank goes to work. I don't have so much cash at home."

His words instantly cooled down the middle-aged man's excited heart. He didn't have that much time. Not to mention that the bank would be working tomorrow. If he waited for the Ministry of Magic to return in half an hour, he wouldn't dare to use magic again. The last time he used magic It hadn't even taken 5 minutes since he used the magic spell to get here. If he was delayed for a while for money this time, it wouldn't be worthwhile to end up here.

"I don't have that much patience, 10 minutes, I need as much money as possible."

Mr. Will looked at the other party with some embarrassment.

"The total belongings at home don't even amount to [-] pounds, and the cash may only be [-] to [-] pounds."

After being baptized by the price just now, the middle-aged man found it difficult to accept the current price. He could no longer maintain the smile on his face, and shouted at him with a distorted expression,

"I don't care what method you use. I want to see 10 pounds in [-] minutes. If I don't see it by then, don't blame me for doing anything to your son that I won't do again."

Magos seemed to be frightened by his ferocious face, and took a few steps back in panic. The wand was just one meter away from him. The middle-aged man who had always been vigilant was now a little distracted by money, so he just turned away from Magos. Goss stopped looking at him.

"That's impossible," cried Mr. Will.

“Who would keep so many pounds at home.”

"Burning flames!"

Without saying a word, the middle-aged man tilted his wand slightly towards the cabinet not far from Magos and fired a magic spell. The cabinet instantly ignited a fire.

"Next is your son, Mr. Will, do you think I just came to you without knowing anything? The total number of antiques and jewelry you have collected is more than this."

The uneasiness on Mr. Will's face could no longer be suppressed;

"I try my best."

"It is necessary." The middle-aged man shouted, and at the same time stretched his wand forward.

"Okay, don't get excited, I'm going to prepare now."

"I hope you will get it alone. If I hear other noises, don't blame me for not keeping my promise." He said and threw an ordinary-looking cloth bag in front of him.

"Throw all the valuable things in here and don't play tricks on me. If I go back and find that they are not worth this amount, I will come to your house again."

"Don't worry." He picked up the bag and looked back at Magos.

"Don't be afraid, I'll be here soon, don't move."

Magos nodded tremblingly, but he was very calm in his heart. It seemed that his father wanted to try to spend money to eliminate disasters, but he took a sneak look at the middle-aged man, and the violence in his eyes did not diminish at all. He would let them go after getting the money. The possibility is very slim. He can't hope that he will let them go temporarily and blackmail them a second time. If there is no Ministry of Magic, he thinks it is possible with the wizard's secrets, but the existence of the Ministry of Magic is equivalent to hanging over these guys' heads. The Sword of Damocles, with his caution, will never be completely dazzled by money.

He was thinking quickly about whether there was any chance to fight back. Magic props, potions, spells, and spells. With his current magic power, even if he got the wand, he could only last for a short time. This could only be used as a backup plan.The magic props are not powerful, they are all sleight-of-hand props. If the opponent's magic power is not much different from mine, it can be used as a counterattack. Unfortunately, the difference in strength is too big, and at most it can only allow him to dodge a few magic spells.As for magic potion, shrinking potion?Negative elixir?Powerful potion?And healing potions?Polyjuice Potion?There's not a single one that works!No, there is also a bottle of powerful poison that was accidentally made. It may not poison him, but it will make him spend most of his magic power to resist the poison. This may be my chance.

How can I let him touch the poison? If he is not stupid, he will not watch me throw a bottle at him, and will this thing be effective if the wound is not touched?Damn, I forgot to test it.

After a few minutes of settling, the middle-aged man's expression returned to a smile.

"What are you thinking about?" he said, looking at the trembling Magos with a smile.

"You, will you hurt us?" Magos glanced at him and quickly retracted his gaze.

"Of course...no." Looking at the little wizard who was so frightened that he could hardly breathe, he felt inexplicably excited. Most of the magicians who were like dogs and mice came from magic schools, so he was very excited about it. There is never any good impression or sympathy for wizards who go to magic schools. Anyway, when they grow up and graduate, they may become one of the people who stand in his way.

Magos looked at him with 'fear' in his eyes, while waiting for a chance to fight back.

Soon, the opportunity came.

Mr. Weir came in dragging the much larger sack, placed it in the center of the room and retreated to McGoss.

The middle-aged man looked at the enlarged cloth bag greedily. This obviously inferior magic telescopic bag was almost full.

Taking advantage of the moment when the other party was attracted, Magos winked at his father and at the same time ordered Via Dandi to bite the wand.

Although Mr. Will was still a little delusional about leaving after the other party got what he wanted, he was also a decisive person. When he saw Magos thinking about counterattack, he was ready to run out of the room so as not to become a burden to him.

Magos bent down and quickly pulled out the wand held in Via Dandi's mouth.

At this time, the middle-aged man also raised his head and was ready to pronounce judgment on them.

"There are many obstacles!"

Magos never thought that he could sneak attack on the opponent, and he also felt that the middle-aged man was not defenseless. He must have a protective spell, otherwise he would not laugh to death if he was shot to death by an ordinary person.

The middle-aged man didn't expect that he would be deceived by the acting skills of the little wizard in front of him. He had been thinking about resisting instead of sitting back and waiting for death.

"You actually tricked me." He looked at Magos slightly crazily.

"With your little magic power, you still want to resist. Wouldn't it be better for me to turn you into an idiot?" As he spoke, he waved a magic spell to break Magos's barrier spell.

But at this moment, Magos had already used three more hindering spells at his best. The extremely dangerous scene made his concentration more concentrated than ever before.

"Bang bang bang!" A series of gunshots rang out. Mr. Will, who had already run to the door, turned sideways and fired a bunch of bullets at the middle-aged man, but they were all bounced away by the invisible shield.

"Very good, it's such a touching father-son relationship." The middle-aged man was impatient. He didn't have much time and needed to get rid of these people quickly.

"Since you are so eager to die, then I will help you."

Magos, who was in a hurry to pour powerful poison on his two-handed sword, heard his words and quickly used armor to protect himself and his father. No matter whether he fired the cannon casually or not, it would never be wrong to shield himself first.

The middle-aged man watched Magos cast a spell with cold eyes. He didn't think he could kill a young wizard who looked very talented in a few minutes. It was already too late. If he delayed any longer, he might not be able to leave. Determined, he took out a magical item from his arms.

"You are damned for letting me waste such a precious prop." He threw the scissors-like thing in his hand to the ground, and the obstacle and protective spells arranged by Magos were instantly broken.

Magos looked at the plain-looking scissors on the ground in surprise. How could there be a magic prop with such an effect? ​​He had never heard of it.

"Dad, run." Magos shouted loudly using a barrier spell in front of the opponent.

When Mr. Will heard this, he ran down the corridor without saying a word.

"Want to go?"

"Fractured!"

"Boom." A wall in Magos's room collapsed, and Mr. Will was unfortunately pressed against his thigh by a stone.

"Dad." Magos ran over quickly, wanting to use the floating spell to rescue his father but also to be on guard against him.

"Run." Mr. Will shouted to Magos in front of him.

"Run."

The middle-aged man has no patience to talk nonsense with them anymore. How long has it been since the first spell was used?While thinking about it, he broke the barrier spell Magos had just cast.

"All petrochemical!"

Then prepare to control them.

"There are many obstacles!" Magos was worried about his father, which caused the speed of his spell to slow down a lot. He finally blocked the spell. The middle-aged man's coma spell had already flown over, and he had no time to use the obstacle spell.

"No!!" Magos watched the red light flying in despair, and subconsciously stood in front of his father and struck at the curse with the big sword in his hand.

The middle-aged man sneered. He actually used his sword to attack the magic spell. He must have run out of skills.

Magos gritted his teeth and looked at the middle-aged man. He swore that if he didn't die this time, his life would be worse than death.But he also knew that he was doomed this time. He looked at the big sword in his hand. Although he couldn't stop it, he would never give up.

"Poof." There was a soft sound, and Magos was surprised to see that the big sword in his hand actually broke away the flying curse...

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