Hogwarts Everything is Three

Ian’s bloodshot eyes fixed on the horned snake necklace and felt the rough necklace imprinted on his palm. He walked away quickly without looking back, and went straight back to the room specially prepared for the players in the international duel competition. It was awkward. Jessica is not here, anyway, she has a place to live on the floating city of Hogwarts.

Ian didn't even want to eat dinner, so he sat on the sofa, staring at the horned snake necklace in his hand. Time seemed to pass very slowly. It was not until three hours and seventeen minutes before he obtained the door key that he felt the door key move, as if a hook caught his stomach suddenly, and he disappeared from the room.

When I reappeared, Ian, holding his wand full of vigilance, landed on a courtyard surrounded by stone mosaics. After looking around, Ian began to use magic to try to determine his position, but found that he was being screened by the magic screen. Covered.

"Don't be nervous, I'm here..." a gentle voice came, and large clusters of **** spread out in the courtyard garden, revealing Graves standing in the courtyard.

"That's great stiffness Fox! You're still alive!" Ian was a little bit stunned and stepped forward to embrace him excitedly, then looked up and down and found that the other party looked unharmed and exhaled, "You are fine. That’s great. I'm also worried about what those umbrellas will do to you badly."

"Harris really wanted to catch me. We exposed Harris's criminal experiment to the eyes of the world. They already hate me to the bone." Graves turned around and half-vugged Ian's shoulder back, "please Forgive me, in order to avoid being spied on by the other party, I haven't found an opportunity to send you messages until now.

"That's why you haven't shown up in hiding?" Ian grabbed his messy hair. "It's too dangerous for you to fight by yourself. You should contact our people in Congress..."

"Since Alan Harris dare not take the United States in his eyes and burn our city tyrannically, even if our faction and even the Magic Congress come forward, I am afraid it will still not be able to save me." Graves had thick, black eyebrows. Suddenly, he said mockingly, "And Ian, you know that our Magic Congress is not monolithic, and some traitors are now eager to please Britain so that they can be their servants again... They have been treated by the strong British appearance. I'm fascinated. Apart from wanting the British to ascend our Ifamoni to the sky, I can't see anything else..."

"You're right... You're right..." Ian was silent for a while after speaking, he squeezed his fist and said in a deep voice, "As far as my family is concerned, not to mention Leonard, who was originally a conservative. Uncle, even Jessica, how long has been here in Hogwarts Floating City, has changed her attitude because of the power of Floating City..." He hesitated and said, "The last action...we were probably in the laboratory. What potion has been broken into the sewers, we are directly responsible for the destruction of Maji City... I want to do something, but I am afraid of repeating the same mistakes..."

"Don’t blame Ian too much. It’s my fault and not yours... I took it for granted. The evil experiment just to expose the umbrella caused this kind of consequences. We made a mistake, but in fact it might have saved even more. How about many people..." Graves gave Ian a firmer hug, "Ian, think about it, this time we caused this terrible consequence, but what about the dark wizard or even the dark lord? I am afraid that only one Muggle city will suffer."

Listening to the same rhetoric as his sister, Ian's tight shoulders relaxed a bit, and he asked in a weak voice: "Rigidity Fox... what do you think we are going to do now? You risked me to ask me to come out? …"

"We can find that the root of all evil is not the United Kingdom itself, but Alan Harris's personal power to make the world out of balance..." Graves’ tight jawline, well-defined square chin, "Germany and Bulgaria are in I had secretly led an operation before...only the few wizards who most opposed Alan Harris would know..."

Ian looked at the swaying purple **** behind Graves for a while, and then, thinking of what Graves meant, he twitched the corner of his eyes and took a breath of cold air.

"I understand what you mean, it's just... Stiff Fuchs, this method is too..." Ian, as an Auror, can hardly accept such actions. "What makes us different from the British who don't care about the rules?"

"The action itself I don't know how to persuade you to participate, but Ian, I hope you can think about it..." Graves' short black hair, which is long and short, converged into a tip on his forehead. "Ian, Alan. Harris has great strength, right? Maybe he is the most powerful wizard in the world right now?"

"Yes, yes, there is nothing bad to admit." Ian nodded in frustration. "When I met him when I was younger, at least I could see how much difference was...now it's not working at all, but the stiffness of Fuji , So your plan...I don't think there is any success, the gap is too big..."

"Alan Harris, although I have heard that he seems to be able to withstand the killing curse of ordinary people... I wonder if you noticed it? I have seen the duel with the Dark Lord many times before, and he can make his head fog and disperse, But the essence is still avoiding the opponent's death curse... The deadly Avada that ordinary people cast on ordinary people may make him bleed like a student just learned to cast it, but the dark lord is like him. It's scary...so he hides, and therefore I think his reputation for being unbeatable is only for one-on-one situations." Graves' short black hair converged to a point in front of his forehead, "And Ian, This is not the point. Sometimes we have to hopefully do something we have to do." He didn’t give Ian an answer, but he paused for a while and then said, "Ian, I want to ask you to make you think What I think is, Alan Harris, as such a powerful wizard, may even be the most powerful wizard from ancient times to the present, but why has he repeatedly let the Dark Lord escape from his hands?"

Ian frowned in confusion, and for a while did not understand what the other party was trying to say: "You mean, isn't it because the Dark Lord has Horcrux that cannot be killed?"

"Ian, you are an excellent Auror, but you still know too little about those pure-blood families." Graves smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Ian, you remember your memories, think carefully, those Voldemorts After being kicked out of the UK, who is most beneficial to the nature of those activities?"

Frozen for two or three seconds, Ian's pupils instantly zoomed: "You mean the Dark Lord belongs to Harris's group?"

"It doesn't matter if the Dark Lord is willing or not, Ian..." Graves looked sharper at this time, "But these things are not the Dark Lord doing some evil things for Harris that are not convenient for the righteous side. Ian, do you think about it carefully, is it right that since the rise of Harris, there have been all kinds of accidental deaths in the world... and these things that are bad for others are just right for Harris..."

Ian stood stunned, as if struck by thunder.

Graves looked at the reaction of the other person with satisfaction, and let his voice penetrate Ian's ears: "If there is no Harris... can we return to the calm before?"

"Perhaps you are right... But Fuji Fuji, there may be a true **** standing behind him..." Inner said, "Like we just said, I don't know why I am so important to you, but even if I agree Acting with you, I don’t think I have the possibility of success..." He stroked the forehead that blocked his glasses to the back of his head, looking a little frustrated. "A few months ago, the United Kingdom was hostile by many countries and was struggling internationally. The country is willing to get rid of Harris... and now that they have created a floating city, many people must regard Allen as a treasure to protect their national interests... Maybe our actions here have been whispered to them... more Besides, you must know that, in addition to Grindelwald's prophetic eyes, Alan himself may even be a prophet..."

"Harris is indeed very treacherous, but these Germans have actually considered them a long time ago, so except for anti-Harris irons like me..." Graves angrily pinched a bunch of purple **** beside him, watching them from The branch fell off, "For most of the other players, please forgive me for being blunt... Ian, we have been revealing anti-Harris intentions when we interact with them and cultivate relationships, so as to judge them. Is the anti-Harris stance firm...this is why I chose to tell you to act today, because I think I can trust you...Although this should have been done after that operation, Ian, please rest assured, we He acted very cautiously. For safety, only those who gain our trust will know our specific actions a long time ago. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com" Graves raised his determined chin, suddenly laughed, "And now Although the number of people who are willing to oppose it has definitely dropped because Harris used the floating city diplomacy to confuse those countries, but conversely thinks that these are the backbone forces that remain."

Ian was somewhat subdued and nodded, but he was still full of doubts: "But stiffness Fuji, what do you need me to do? I mean...I am confident in my strength, but it is only aimed at ordinary people. In fact, your talent If I receive training, I will definitely be better than me... Even with me, I don’t know how we should deal with Harris?"

"Alan Harris's great strength made him arrogant and allowed him to agree to the rules of this duel contest, which was clearly against him, and we took advantage of this." Graves smiled confidently, "The game is not forbidden to carry. Equipped, and the transcription scroll service recently launched by his university is an ancient product, and it is not the original of the floating city. The pure-blood families of various countries provide similar technologies... Although the production cost is not as cheap as their reformed, it can’t form an economy. Although we are more expensive to make, the effect of using it is almost the same. Ian, I need you because... I’m sorry, because it will put the honest you into the forbidden ground of injustice. I know Alan. Harris seems to treat you as a friend. At that time, you and a few others we have chosen will use the scrolls to cast the spells of the Master of Suicide Masters, and suddenly change to Avada, who has resisted the use of other ordinary assassins. The arrogant and relaxed Alan Harris uses...just one hit...just one hit..."