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The conclusion came relatively late, so the hall is already full of mages in all kinds of clothes.

The guys with the big hoods and the wands pinned to their waists were Ministry of Magic employees in the UK headquarters.

It's funny, England, these guys always believe that magic can be released more perfectly through wands, so they never lose their wands.

Regarding their practices and behaviors, Jeno said that this kind of thing depends on himself. If a person is said to be very talented, then he can completely throw away his wand, so as to achieve magic without a wand, but if he is a rookie, then he should be honest Get on your wand and cast a spell.

In history, there are countless people who died from the unstable explosion of magical structures.

Of course, this has nothing to do with the weak strength of England's Magic Headquarters. The previous generation of England was full of strong people, but in this generation, it has become a state of inadequacy.

You can't be killed without using a magic wand just because you cook yourself.

On the other side, a group of guys with bones and teeth hung around their necks, just listening to the curry-smelling English, Jeno knew that this was a friend from the Ganges.

As for why they appear here, it is because in the Ganges, mixed blood races are rampant.

After all, as we all know, Ah San is a magical species. They believe that cows are sacred, and there are still people who firmly believe that drinking cow urine can cure all diseases.

This gang of Ganges huddled in a small corner, because according to the investigation, Duke Harris got his blood magic from the Ganges. It can be said that half of the mages stationed in London, England, were tricked by the Asan.

After all, the number of vampires in Ganges has reached a terrifying level, and the number of vampire mages is also increasing rapidly. Even the crotch-pull Asan mages can't even beat Asan's magical vampires.

Jeno speculates that this meeting is likely to attack the blood mages of Asan Ganges, and it will inevitably be a bloodbath.

"Okay everyone, since we're all here, let's start." As the host, England's new Minister of Magic stepped onto the stage and snapped his fingers lightly. Countless light blue magical energy formed the shape of a small broken ball, and then the three-dimensional small Many small red dots appeared on the broken ball, and the area of ​​the Ganges River was even denser.

"Look, everyone, this is the number of blood magicians on the little broken ball. Their existence and frequent use of magic have exposed our magic world more and more to the ordinary world." Don't think too much about these magicians, for They didn't care how many ordinary people died. What they cared about was that the blood mages exposed them to the ordinary world, which would expose the magic world to the public eye and pose a threat to their personal safety.

"The situation is dire now, folks, we must..., against the incompetence of the Ganga Ministry of Magic..."

Jeno yawned and glanced in the direction of Hogwarts. Dumbledore's old bee, who was sitting at the head, winked at Jeno.

The students behind him also noticed Jeno, as a legend of Hogwarts (meaning that he may only go to school once a year.), Jeno's name is very famous.

Chapter 72 Departing from the Ganges

Assams regard the Ganges as their mother river, and they believe that drinking and bathing in the water of the Ganges will be blessed by their gods.

But isn't that equivalent to drinking your own and others' bathwater in disguise?

Jeno looked at the topless asan bathing by the Ganges River, and really didn't know how to describe these strange asan.

"It's a terrible feeling here." Hermione was wearing a sun hat, turning her head away from the Ganges.

"So I hope we can find those vampires who did bad things." Jeno didn't like Ah Sans either, so he desperately wanted to find those vampire mages, chop them up and throw them into the Ganges.

Just yesterday, the Council of Magicians passed the Act of Interfering and Suppressing the Development of the Ganges Blood Race.

The meeting stipulated that every blood mage must register with the Mage Council and accept the supervision of the local Mage Council.

As the strongest Jeno at Hogwarts, he was naturally drawn to the Ganges to look for the blood mage.

If the other party agrees to register, then hello and me, if not, then I'm sorry, the Ganges is short of floating corpses.

"Where are we going?" Hermione saw Jeno standing up, and hurriedly followed.

"It's very simple, find the biggest entertainment place here." Jeno put his hands in his pockets.

If it is said that in Ganges, who knows the local situation best, then it is right to look for the group of guys who spend time in high-consumption places.

As for where are these guys?Just find the most luxurious places to spend in the area.

Jeno is not alone in action, the Ganges is so long, Jeno is only responsible for the area of ​​a small town.

"Hello." Jeno stopped and stood in front of an old begging man.

"I'd like to ask you a question, where is the most luxurious shopping place in the area?" Jeno took out a Franklin card, and the old man's eyes burst out, staring at the banknote in Jeno's hand, following it up and down.

The old man knew Franklin. Some beautiful and healthy people with special hobbies would come here to consume some special services that are not allowed in the local area. Many people usually bring bodyguards to ask the locals because of privacy concerns and other issues.

The old man swallowed his saliva, and it seemed that he didn't have to worry about the food expenses for this year. He asked in rough English: "Well, this gentleman, you just need to go forward and find the most luxurious building and the brightest building." Lantern, there are bodyguards in suits, you can get in if you pay.”

Jeno nodded, and took Hermione to the place the old man said, passing through the downtown and homeless people, Jeno finally saw the place the old man said.

Two strong men with terrifying muscles stood in front of the door, staring at passers-by with uneasy expressions.

Even the beggars dare not approach this side, after all, a fist the size of a football looks scary.

"Interesting." Jeno smiled slightly. The vampires here are too daring. These security guards are all wearing hoods and standing in the dark at the door, obviously afraid of the sun. To put it more simply, these guys are not Not human beings, but those dark creatures, blood races.

"This man is so courageous, it seems that he is impatient."

If you want to blame, blame yourself for being in charge of this small town, and this unlucky guy hit the muzzle of the gun.

Hermione and Jeno walked towards the door of the clubhouse. The two blood races looked at Jeno and Hermione. They were handsome men and beautiful women. Their master must like this one very much, so they opened the door without even asking for money.

The smog inside the door exuded a strange fragrance, and Jeno instantly cast an air spell on the two of them to filter out the hallucinogenic substances in the gas.

"Oh, two guests who came from afar, hello, I'm Flamini, the owner of this place, welcome." A man in a red robe with strange colored shadows on his face stepped forward, smiling looked at the two of them.

"Here, is it safe?" Jeno shook his head, as if he had already entered the state.

"Of course, I have many guys from Meijian like you here." The man pointed to the center of the hall, where a man with black hair on his chest was intoxicated enjoying the exotic service.

Hermione's face was ugly, and she was already on the verge of erupting.

"Okay, that, Furami, I'm not here for any service, I just want to ask you something." Jeno twisted his neck, the showdown was over, he stopped pretending: "I'm the Ministry of Magic Execution Officer Jano Wayne, codenamed Raven."

Jeno took out the ID card with cumbersome magic patterns, and then waved his hand. The breeze rolled up the fine dust in the air. Jeno picked up a bottle of test tube and put it in: "You violated the magic regulations No. Arrested for using magic in the service of ordinary people, and let it go."

"Hahaha! Catch me?" Flamini seemed to remember something happy, clapped his hands lightly, and a group of strong men surrounded him.

Grinning grinningly, the men drew ruby-studded wands from their pockets.

"Okay, you violently resist arrest." Jeno shook his head, magic flashing in his hands.

"Draw out his blood!" Flamini pointed at Geno.

Several strong men took rubies and prepared to aim at Jeno, but the moment they raised their hands, Jeno waved lightly, and thousands of sharp blades flew out without a trace, and the sharp air waves cut several blood races like cuts. The tofu is as big as eight pieces.

The stinky blood spattered Flamini's face, he wiped the blood off his face in a daze, and looked at his subordinates who had turned into shards, he couldn't believe his eyes.

"Fa, what happened?" Flamini rubbed his eyes, but before he could finish speaking, there was a sharp pain in his jaw, and then his shoulders were pierced.

When he regained consciousness, he found that he had been hung on the wall of the hall, his limbs were pierced by metal, and he could not move.

The guests in the hall fled the hall in horror.