time at hogwarts

The wealth of the Will family is among the best in the world of ordinary people, but it cannot be said to be worth mentioning in the wizarding world, but it is still not as good as the wealth accumulated by the Malfoy family from generation to generation, and for such a family in magic The world is not a minority, so Magos instantly cut off his delusion.

'Perhaps only by becoming a super chaebol that monopolizes the real world can we use wealth to dominate the magical world. '

With this seemingly unrealistic idea, he actively discussed future business plans with Mr. Will after he came back.

"Aren't you not interested in business matters?" Mr. Will was a little surprised by his son's sudden interest, and then he breathed a sigh of relief. After all, if McGoss still showed mediocre interest in the family business when he got old, If so, even if he is his only designated heir, it will be difficult for him to fully inherit all the family property.

Quirrell didn't understand Magos's understanding of the world of ordinary people. After all, he had been taught since childhood that wizards were superior to ordinary people. The strength and weapons of ordinary people were vulnerable to them, even in the last time. The destructive weapons launched by ordinary people in the world war, they also have ways to deal with them after observing them.So although he never meant to discriminate against ordinary people, he never felt that ordinary people could influence wizards. In his eyes, Magos was a complete waste of time, but considering the situation of his family, he did not bother them.

After listening indifferently for a while, he stood up and left.Magos discussed it with his father until tea time when he was interrupted by wizards from the Ministry of Magic.

"Hello, Mr. Will, I am Christopher Mablow, a clerk in the Department for the Prohibition of the Abuse of Magic at the Ministry of Magic." A young man in a casual suit suddenly walked in from outside the hall and said.

"Hello, Mr. Mabulo, did you use a magic spell?" Magos asked his father, looking at the servant who turned a blind eye to him.

"It's just a simplified expulsion spell." Malobu smiled.

"I'm sorry to come in this way, because I know that in the world of ordinary people, it is almost impossible for a stranger to come in here, and I have to see you with my own eyes."

"Who are you talking to?" Mr. Will saw his son suddenly stop talking and followed his gaze. Due to the influence of the spell, he subconsciously ignored the real target and thought that Magos's gaze was someone else's. space.

"People from the magic world?!" Although Mr. Will couldn't see the wizard not far away from him, he quickly realized this and asked the surrounding servants to leave.

Christopher Mabro dispelled his own curse,

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Duckwell. I am an employee of the Ministry of Magic. I came here today to confirm with your son what happened last night, and I am extremely sorry for the accident last night."

Mr. Will nodded,

"I accept your apology. I have something else for you to talk about." After saying that, he got up and went upstairs. He thought he should inform Quirrell. No matter how mature Magos looked, he was still just a child in his eyes, and the government department In his opinion, no matter what the situation, he should be an old fritter.

"I hope you can tell me in detail what happened last night."

Magos asked him to sit down and told him what happened last night again. It was just his father's version, which did not reveal the existence of the sword. This was the intention shared by Quirrell and him. If the Ministry of Magic knew about this magical sword, The owner of the big sword will most likely ask to take it for inspection. After all, this big sword may threaten the wizard's life.

After listening to McGoss's account, Christopher Mablo frowned.

"It looks like he is really just a bandit who fled to England. Thank you for your cooperation."

"That's right, it's just that I'm worried that he will show up again and hurt my family."

"Normally, such a wandering wizard won't stay in one place for too long. Please give me his appearance first."

Magos nodded, took out a piece of parchment, waved his wand on it, and a face that looked exactly like a middle-aged man appeared on the paper.

Christopher Mabro remembered the face, put away the parchment,

"We will pay extra attention to this area over the next period of time until he is apprehended or determined to have left the UK."

"Thank you."

"If you have any other information, please feel free to contact the Ministry of Magic." After saying that, he used Apparition to leave.

"It seems that your father's worries are unnecessary." Quirrell walked down the stairs.

"I'm not a child anymore, and I'm still a little worried. Do wizards commit crimes in gangs now? I know what the middle-aged man looks like, but I don't know what the others look like at all. What if they attack my parents again? ." Magos didn't dare to think about it.

"The Ministry of Magic is not as unbearable as you think. If they hadn't been short of manpower recently due to the little greedy star's escape incident, there would have been less than 10 minutes after the wizard used the first spell yesterday. I've arrived, so your worries are unnecessary."

"I hope they close the case soon."

"It may not be easy. This matter is likely to involve him."

Magos knew who he was referring to and shook his head.

"I don't think it's possible. You also know how deeply injured he was that time. If he hadn't seen the opportunity quickly, he almost died at Harry's hands. Even if he barely recovered, he probably wouldn't be that capable. To get a felon out of Azkaban under such tight guard."

Quirrell sighed,

"As long as he doesn't die, there will be no peace in the British wizarding world."

"I feel that the Ministry of Magic and the governments of every country are basically the same. Unless they are completely overthrown, they would rather suffer heavy losses than accept external assistance." Speaking of this, he suddenly remembered something.

"By the way, I almost forgot that Kang also invited me to his home. The last time he wrote to me, I was writing a paper for the Defense Against the Dark Arts course. I almost forgot about it after I pushed it to completion."

"You want me to accompany you?"

"No, I'll ask him where his house is and just use Floo powder to go there. I'm not worried if you're not here."

He wrote a letter briefly explaining the reason, and soon got a reply from Kang. He first congratulated him on his safety, and then wrote him the address.

Magos came out of Kang's fireplace and felt a little uncomfortable. This was his second time using the fireplace, but he was still not used to the feeling of stretching and flattening people.

"Welcome to my home, McGoss." Kang, who has graduated, smiled and hugged McGoss, then led him to a couple.

"This is my mom, this is my dad."

"Thank you for everything you did at Hogwarts." Mr. Anat stepped forward and said to Magos seriously.

"You are serious. Kang is also my best friend. When he is in danger, I should help him. I believe that if I encounter this situation, he will do his best to help me."

Mrs. Anat was very happy to hear this and pulled him to force him to try the Ningshen tea she brewed herself.

"Thank you." Magos took a sip of the steaming magic tea and felt a slight sense of relaxation in his heart.

"How do you feel? This was specially made by my mother after hearing what happened to you last night." Kang said with a smile while sitting next to him.

Mrs. Anat patted him hard;

"Don't listen to him. It's just made from the leaves of Ningshen grass and a little sleeping potion. It's very simple."

"Thank you, that's just what I needed. I feel better after the tea."

"Look, Magos, I have a gift for you." Kang handed him a book.

"Originally we wanted to give you a very interesting magic item, but after reading your letter yesterday. My father said this would be more suitable for you."

"Magic book?" Magos opened the first page, which read, An overview of the Anat family's magic.

"It's too expensive."

As soon as he saw the name, he knew that this was a magic book inherited from the Anat family. He closed the book and declined.

"No matter how important it is, it is not as important as the heir of the family. Magos, I can call you that."

"Of course, Mr. Anat."

"Don't worry, this is not the original, but the manuscript. I never thought of giving it to you at first. After all, there are some spells in you that are forbidden to be taught at Hogwarts. But after hearing what happened to you that night Finally, I think sometimes it is necessary to master some powerful magic spells, but I put obstacles on those magic spells. You can only see those magic spells clearly after your magic power reaches the standard for using those magic spells. There are several spells with dark magic influences that can only be seen when you are an adult."

After hearing Kang's father's explanation, Magos knew that he could no longer refuse. Coming from an ordinary family, he inherently lacked the background of a pure-blood wizard family, especially the number of spells he could master. Once he had this magic book, , his strength and survivability will definitely be greatly improved, and Mr. Anat said that there will be some black magic in it. He is also very curious about this. These are not taught in schools. If you are unlucky, maybe You will never learn one thing in your life.

"This is the best gift I have ever received." Magos took the magic book and looked at Mr. Anat and said seriously.

"I'm glad you like it, but I still have to remind you that if you have a bad feeling when learning some spells, stop immediately and wait until you are sure before learning again."

"I will remember."

"Okay, Kang, take Magos for a good spin." Mr. Anat said with a smile.

Kang then led Magos around his home.Since Magos didn't come in from the outside, he didn't know if Kang's house had been cast with a traceless stretching spell. Anyway, he felt that the space inside was no smaller than his castle. He couldn't help but think of Ron's house, and there was no comparison. There's no harm in it, a comparison shows just how poor the Weasley family is.He had never met the Malfoy family, who were also rich in the wizarding world. Now he could understand why Draco looked down on Ron completely. It was entirely due to the class gap.

Before leaving, Mrs. Anat insisted that he take some Ningshencao tea she made herself. She also said that his parents could brew it and drink it, which could effectively treat insomnia and anxiety. However, it was best to only take one piece at a time, otherwise It will make them lose interest in anything for a long time.

"They're going to really enjoy it."

Magos hardly left home during the following holidays, and there was no news from the Ministry of Magic about the middle-aged man. He seemed to have disappeared. However, Magos knew that he would not give up the big sword so easily. Waiting until chaos He will definitely show up when the time comes, and he is very uneasy about this.He understood that there was no way to guard against thieves for a thousand days, not to mention that within three or four years at most, the magical world would definitely be in chaos, with the Ministry of Magic bearing the brunt and almost completely falling. Will they still care about the life and death of a Muggle at that time?

"We must think of a way."

"But even the Ministry of Magic has no clues, what can I do? Wait, why do I have to have clues from the Ministry of Magic?" Magos slapped his head. He found that he had fallen into a misunderstanding, thinking that wizards were under the control of the Ministry of Magic. He can completely use the energy of the real world to find that person. Isn't the scope of influence larger than that of the Ministry of Magic?

He did what came to his mind and went straight to his father.

"I have also thought about this method, but what if ordinary people are attacked?" Mr. Will shook his head, not wanting to involve ordinary people.

"He doesn't dare. As soon as he uses the magic spell, he will be locked by the Ministry of Magic. If he really kills someone, his life is basically over. The existence of magic prison is more terrifying than you think. The wizard would rather die than go in there. And we don't need to tell the people that he is a dangerous criminal. We can use other excuses, such as looking for an anonymous good Samaritan who helped me. If anyone sees him, contact us. If so, we can give a certain reward, but we don’t want anyone to disturb him, and we won’t pay the reward once we know he was disturbed.”

"The media has reported it with great fanfare, so why bother?" Mr. Will was speechless.

"It doesn't matter. Our goal is to find him anyway. As long as someone secretly tells us the clues, I don't believe that he hasn't appeared in the crowd since he came to the UK. He is not a fugitive from Azkaban and cannot be seen." to his face."

"That's a good idea." Mr. Will thought for a while and nodded.

"I will notify the media later. Do you have his portrait?"

"Yes." Magos handed him the portrait he had prepared.

"Don't tell me, it really looks like it. Magic is convenient. You don't even need talent to draw."

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The news came faster than Magos imagined. In just one week, Mr. Will confirmed the whereabouts of the middle-aged wizard from several people. He probably didn't expect Magos to use real-world information. The energy went to him. After all, the one who got this treatment was the big boss who escaped from Azkaban. He pretended to be an ordinary white-collar worker and was very successful. He had tampered with the memories of people around him very early.He never thought that he was qualified to let people use their connections in the real world to find him. Maybe he was used to succeeding every time.

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