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Chapter 190 Magician, Kester

After 1 minute, Iron Man took off his steel armor, turned it into a suitcase again, and came to Ron's side wearing sunglasses. Said the guy who raised his hands up and down a very scantily clad girl.

"Ron, this guy who already has kidney deficiency at first glance, is he the magician you mentioned?"

"Of course not." Ron waved his hand, and drove away the frightened exposed girl. "This guy is at best a magician who knows how to do magic, and has nothing to do with a real magician."

"Tch, I thought you were going to say that this guy is a vampire in European myths and legends!" Tony rolled his eyes: "What are you going to do with this guy?"

"Why should I dispose of him, I still need him to take us to the Wizards Association." Ron looked at the pale guy: "Hey, the guy who looks like a vampire, the wizard who took us two to London Association, okay?"

"I'm not a vampire, I'm not a magician, I'm a wizard, a powerful wizard, understand?" The pale guy shouted angrily.

Ron picked up a brick on the ground and walked up to that guy: "I don't care if you are a magician or a wizard, now you just need to take the two of us to your association, you understand?"

"Uh..." Looking at the big brick that was only 1 centimeters away from his eyes, the pale-faced guy was really angry, and flipped his fingers, as if he wanted to release magic.

Seeing that this guy was so disobedient, Ron slapped this guy on the face with a brick, knocking this guy into the air and interrupting the movement of his hands.

"What a fool, my bricks are all on your face, but you are still making magic handprints, you really think the big brick in my hand is a joke!"

"You dare to do something to me, a wizard, you want to die!" The defeated guy who fell to the ground was stunned for a while, then stood up immediately, pointed at Ron and yelled, and made fingerprints again, not knowing whether to release magic or not. witchcraft.

"Crack!" Then, a big brick flew into his face and hit him directly on the ground.

"I'm a wizard... Crack!"

"My master is very powerful... Crack!"

"I want you to die... bang!"

"I... crack!"

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After going back and forth like this for more than ten times, this guy finally compromised: "Brother, big brother, I was wrong, okay, I was wrong, don't hit me with bricks again, please!!!"

"Do you want to take us to some association of your magicians now?" Ron still held the brick and pointed at this guy.

"It's a wizard..." The guy retorted softly, but after glancing at the brick in Ron's hand, he immediately shut his mouth and said with a crying face.

"I don't even know about the Wizarding Association, no, where is the Wizarding Association!"

"So how did you become a wizard?" Ron asked.

"I met an old man a year ago. After giving him something to make people happy, he taught him." This guy looked very innocent, as if he didn't want to.

"Where is that old man now?"

"How would I know? He taught me some witchcraft... After magic, he just left. I don't even know where he went!"

Ron looked disgusted: "It's really useless! However, even if you don't know where the Association of Magicians is, you must know other magicians. Take us to meet those people. They must know where the Association of Magicians is!"

"Yes." This guy showed a flattering smile: "I know a guy, he is a member of the Magicians Association, and he lives nearby. I will take you to meet him!"

"Well, lead the way." Ron pointed at the road, motioning to go straight there.

"Hit people with bricks directly, Ron, isn't your way of asking a question too harsh?" Tony on the side followed and stood side by side with Ron.

"How?" Ron said with a righteous look on his face, "Tony, you don't know what that guy wanted to do just now. If I hadn't stopped him, this guy would have been crushed to death by that exposed girl. I'm here Save him, okay?"

"What kind of logic is this, Ron, why can't I understand what you're saying?" Tony was speechless, why were his questions and Ron's answers so strange?I feel tired talking to Ron...

After that, nothing happened, Ron and Tony followed the pale guy to a dilapidated wooden house.

It's strange to say that in this modern and central area of ​​London, where every inch of land is expensive, there is still a dilapidated wooden house with all the structures made of wood, and even the windows are made of wood.

"There lives a great magician named Kester with a very strange personality. I can only take you here. Goodbye..."

After bringing Ron and Tony here, the pale guy turned even paler, looking terrified, and ran away after speaking, not wanting to stay here any longer.

"Karst, is this a landform?" Ron frowned. He had never heard of this name before. Is it very powerful?
"Let's go in." Ron knocked on the wooden door, and after finding that the door was not closed, he stepped in here first, beckoning Tony to come in too.

And Tony looked at the pitch-black cabin inside, with no light at all, and frowned, hesitated for a moment, and finally followed inside.

"A young man with great power, you came here, do you want to find me, an old bone, for something?"

After Tony also entered inside, an old and cold voice began to sound, and one could feel that the person behind the voice must be an extremely cold guy.

"I'm here to find someone, an extremely powerful figure among your magicians!" Hearing this voice, Ron finally became serious and said.

"I'm a wizard, not a magician!" Hearing Ron's words, the old voice seemed a little angry, but then he laughed miserably and sighed.

"But at this point, what is the difference between a magician and a wizard? Tell me, who are you looking for? If I know, I will tell you!"

"Legendary archmage, Merlin!" Ron smiled, and as his words fell, the whole room began to light up, illuminating the skinny man sitting on the wooden chair, wearing a black cloak and a long hat. elder.

The old man stood up, walked in front of Ron and Tony, didn't even look at Tony, but stared at Ron for a long time, then turned around again, and sighed.

"You and us are not the same kind of people, you go, I won't receive you here..."

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