Spell Players at Hogwarts

problem?

Of course no problem!

What questions do I dare to ask based on your tone?

Isn't it to say that Kristoff is humble and has an extreme thirst for knowledge, and he belongs to the academic wizard?

Is the information wrong?

All ****...

Latin expletive.

"Of course it's no problem, Lord Kristoff."

Luther's chubby face was full of smiles. Coupled with the heat in his body, he perfectly represented the vision of a shirtless strong man when he saw his idol...

"As expected, it's better to drive him out."

Lynch couldn't help but shudder. He was originally curious about Luther's perseverance, but reality gave Lynch a heavy blow.

"Don't, don't, don't!"

Luther quickly shouted with a smile, "I have contributed to the duel card. I am the one who cleared the game. The first..."

"seventh."

"Yes, No. 7!" Luther nodded, then turned around and smiled back at the little boy beside him who reminded him.

While looking at each other with innocent smiles, for the first time in his life, the boy had an indescribable urge to vomit.

"Master Lynch..." Klein raised his wand here, and the meaning was self-evident.

"Calm down, brother, calm down." Luther yelled, raised his hands and backed away, "I advise you, rat tail juice, I don't even have a wand, don't be disrespectful of martial ethics here!"

The first thing he says is that he is an old wizard forum user.

"Okay..." Lynch frowned, and after weighing it repeatedly, he motioned for Klein to put down his wand.

After all, this is the largest entertainment venue in the country. Bloodshed is not advisable in a tavern.

"Then, Mr. Luther, if you are willing to accept the compensation from the Tmall store and try to remain reserved in the future..."

"I do, I do!"

Nodding like pounding garlic, it's hard to imagine how such a thick neck could withstand such torture.

Or maybe this is also a gloriously evolved master, but actually there are bearings installed in the neck?

"Okay, so as the seventh passer of our store, this is what you deserve...Rachel?"

"Yes, Master Lynch." The charming girl with long flame-like hair walked down from the high platform on the first and a half floors. After taking the waiter's tray, her ape cries seemed to make the Tmall Tavern's painting style regress. for centuries.

"How embarrassing... I mean, thank you very much..."

Luther was wrapped in a quilt. Although the Tmall Tavern had magical temperature control, the August weather still made Luther sweat.

Lynch paused, and adhering to the principle of customer first, he personally picked up the box containing Shengli.

As the main controller of Tmall Tavern, Miss Meiwa Rachel also runs the official account of Tmall Tavern.

If you don't arrange the press release, you will really lose money.

Lin Qisheng helplessly motioned to Rachel to quickly record such a precious scene, although for Lin Qi, this was not a dangerous move.

Well, rune magic warning!

Three seconds later, Lynch withdrew his hand, and Luther unconsciously shifted his attention to the card box.

Through the crystal box that collects the cards, everyone can clearly see the cards.

"Although I've said it countless times, can a 16-year-old Man of Steel really develop to such a scale?"

There were bursts of exclamation in the crowd, and many teenagers with admiring eyes were looking at the picture on the central screen infatuatedly.

Of course, a few people still noticed that Rachel had one leg in the photo, and unconsciously, the style of her painting became strange.

"Send out a draft, and then the Wizarding World will also reprint it simultaneously, you know?" Lynch turned around and said something to Rachel, but in the blink of an eye, a large mosaic of holy light appeared...

Please don't believe any promises from those who are always on top.

"Klein!"

"learn!"

Klein stretched out his arm without saying a word. After the opponent took the initiative to remove the protection of his clothes, transformation was the fastest weapon against the enemy.

The blue quilt immediately wrapped Luther tightly. At the same time, many waiters in black and white quickly took out their wands and raised Luther into the air.

"Too bad, the color is wrong."

Looking at the retreating figures of four, one, and one more, Klein, Lynch couldn't help but sigh.

In terms of corporate culture, Tmall Group is...a bit weak.

But what is the origin of this Luther?

Lynch narrowed his eyes slightly, recalling the other party's leisurely casting, coupled with his skill in handing over the wand, he looked like the old Azkaban.

"Master Tom is making a comeback?"

Lin Qi naturally put the blame on the Heimeng King who fled in a wandering state. After all, there was a direct contact, so it seemed that there was nothing wrong with the other party seeing him as a thorn in his side.

But is there something wrong with the way the Black Meng King looks at people?

Swinging Lucius, pure-blood iron fool Crabbe, fellow brother Goyle... Ki?

sin sin!

Lynch apologized quickly, but the meaning is that considering the composition of the Death Eaters, Luther's behavior... is thought-provoking!

"What happened? I just saw someone being carried out. Why, is he causing trouble here?"

After passing through the special pixel version of the portal, Meadows appeared in the tavern with two little girls.

In an instant, a strong queen's aura spread. The black slim-fitting cheongsam and the bright red lips created the atmosphere in the tavern...

"Apes are forbidden to cry here!"

Lynch cheated on the spot. In order to defend John's dignity, Lynch did not hesitate to draw his stick and fight!

After seeing Lynch's attitude and the old mother's aura of keeping strangers away, the originally noisy tavern became noisy again.

How can a game be interesting for the boss’s mother?

The boss lady is pretty much the same.

"It's nothing, just...that weird guy."

Hesitating again and again, Lynch didn't know how to describe Luther's behavior.

If you give it away, you will give it away. As for Tom's unique way of selecting people, Lynch said that he really can't learn from it.

"As long as nothing happens." As he spoke, Meadows exuded strong confidence, which dazzled the two little witches.

Lin Qi couldn't help but admire her. Such a reliable mother was really of extraordinary significance.

Lynch secretly praised Meadows and felt that he should learn from his old mother.

However, the arrogant old mother just gave someone a contemptuous look in return, and her meaning was not too obvious.

"Let's go back for dinner." Lynch showed a shy smile, "I..."

"No need, the three of us have already eaten. John and the others have an old men's party tonight. Where are Fred and George?"

"Uh... they're still upstairs."

"Then you can handle it yourself." Meadows threw the handbag into Lynch's arms lightly, "This is your share."

Lin Qi took a look inside. Why was there a hint of pink under the black package?

Hermione's eyes were a little unnatural, and Flinda's eyes were a little evasive.

After being tamed by Meadows, the two little ones can get along harmoniously together, but this form of alliance...

Just, pretty bald.

"Meadows, actually I..."

"Let's go, Flinda, we are discussing the details of tailoring, and Hermione, you are old enough. You should learn more about these things." Meadows ignored the sadness in someone's eyes and then spoke with two words. The quasi-girlfriend disappeared into the portal-shaped fireplace next to her.

Today is also a day of abandonment.

Looking back on the experience during the holidays, since Flinda officially moved out of the Flint family, Lynch's family status is probably only a little higher than John's.

If I had to discuss a ranking...well, maybe there could be a Happy sandwiched between Lynch and John?

As the old father of two three-headed dogs, Happy can be considered a veteran member, right?

None of this matters.

Why don't you create an extra room in your house even though you already have four wizards at home?

Or is Meadows planning to go out on his own?

Silently thinking about the possibility of living alone, among other things, even casting spells is a luxury in a gathering of non-wizards.

Maybe it's time to get a piece of land.

Lynch thought silently, and then asked Rachel to get some food to be sent to Fred and George. Then he stayed on the first floor and planned to follow the hustle and bustle of the world to feel the breath of magic.

Hmm~ Artoria is indeed handsome.

Hmm~ This player's card skills...can't even get into the top [-] of the ladder.

what?

So many gold cards?

For someone like this who is addicted to food, please get him an exclusive VIP.

After calmly completing a wave of worldly enlightenment, Lin Qi felt that his gloomy life was filled with a little bit of vitality. However, Lin Qi found a corner and prepared to wait and catch two novices to show off his skills. At that moment, a figure wrapped in a black cloak sat in front of him without any explanation.

Um?Delivered to your door?

Although it almost doesn't make sense, but wait for the rabbit and wait for the pig...

"Mr. Kristoff?"

Hearing this title, Lin Qi instinctively felt something was wrong, and the moment the other person raised his head, a familiar round face appeared in front of Lin Qi.

"gram……"

"Get out!" Lin Qi said calmly, and then showed that arrogant look in his eyes.

Professor McGonagall's unique skill in blocking doors is how to make everyone hold their breath with just one look.

Although Lynch did not learn Professor McGonagall's precautions and did not have the aura of the little McGonagall, in the blink of an eye, Lynch nailed the image of a genius who is arrogant and difficult to get in touch with.

Just because you want to find out my tricks?

The visitor kept silent, and in his heart he was furious about the intelligence personnel's fishing behavior.

Do you call this being kind to others?

"hey-hey……"

Luther rubbed his hands in embarrassment, "Mr. Kristoff, please stop refusing."

"Ok?"

Lynch glanced sideways at Luther, who almost put the words "Uncle will show you goldfish" on his head.

"roll!"

"Hey, Mr. Christopher, please don't be so angry. I think there may be some misunderstanding between us."

"Yeah, but that's not important." Lynch said nonchalantly, "Don't make me say it a third time."

"This...I...I am a consumer." Luther expressed his position hurriedly.

"Then, Tmall Group has many consumers." Lynch continued.

"You should protect the legitimate rights and interests of consumers."

"Yes, that's why I didn't just call security to pull you out."

"I have made meritorious deeds for Tmall Group, and I have spent galleons on Duel Cards."

"Well, keep up the good work."

"What I painted was double...no, triple the price."

"energetic."

Lin Qi reluctantly nodded after hearing this. As time went by, such a big head became more and more difficult to deal with.

"So, Mr. Christopher, I'm actually here to discuss a cooperation with you."

"Cooperation?" Lynch finally cheered up, "How many galleons of cooperation?"

"I'm not sure, but if I had done the math earlier... at least it would be an English peninsula..."

"Sorry, Mr. Luther, do you think you are the person who packaged the Knights of Merlin to me?" Lynch chuckled twice, and then pushed a plate of nuts in front of Luther.

"Eat more peanuts, why are you still so drunk?"

"I'm not joking, Mr. Kristoff." Luther changed his previous appearance, his round face suddenly turned serious.

"That's right." Lynch nodded, "Are you sent by Gringotts?"

"Gringotts?" Luther was stunned for a moment, "How could this be related to Gringotts?"

"It's nothing. I thought the people behind Mr. Luther were those greedy goblins." Lynch shook his head.

"However, since Mr. Luther is not a representative of Gringotts, if Mr. Luther didn't exaggerate before...could he represent some ancient organization?"

"Organization?" Luther paused, "Ah, almost."

"Sure enough!" Lynch nodded secretly, "There is indeed something wrong with the Dark Lord's vision."

"Actually, I represent the teaching..."

"Quickly imprisoned!"

Lynch slapped the table, and the peanuts originally lying on the plate instantly turned into thick ropes and were tied tightly to Luther's body.

"This..." Luther yelled in surprise. As for Lynch's sudden attack...why did Lord God apostatize?

"You still want to teach me how to do things?" Lynch said viciously, and then the hemp rope tied to Luther tightened again.

"He is indeed a genius in the art of transformation." Luther looked pleased, at least the other party did not block his mouth.

"You don't have to say this?" Lynch snorted disdainfully, "If you have anything else to say, please leave it to the dementors, Brian!"

Brian rushed out with a dark face and a quick stride. This was the most serious test for his work.

"Soul-popping...wait, you misunderstood." Luther struggled like a dried salted fish.

"Actually, I was sent by the Holy See!"

Luther shouted, but the trend of twisting and sending out had stopped, "I have the stigmata, and I am the current bishop of the Holy See!"

"This..." Brian stopped completely. The Holy See was beyond his understanding...

"What are you still doing?" Lynch turned around calmly, "If I am caught and I say that I am French, the Auror in the office will give us the answer."