The Magical Principles of Natural Philosophy at Hogwarts

The elegant and melodious sound of the piano surrounds the entire hall like spring water. Well-dressed gentlemen and ladies chat together in twos and threes, taking a glass of champagne from the waiter's tray from time to time, or taking an exquisite snack from the luxurious long dining table , this form of high-class gatherings seems to have not changed much since the emergence of the aristocratic class, and the participants are very satisfied with this customary style.

The hostess, the Countess de Stroll, maintained a graceful and courteous smile, and greeted the guests dutifully, even if it was just a few chats.Those who can come to this party are all people from the same interest circle. It is very necessary for everyone to maintain at least a superficial harmony.

After chatting about the current fashion in Paris with another middle-aged lady who was also luxuriously dressed, and despised the dressing style in London by the way, the Countess looked at a woman who was also formally dressed but shorter than others There were quite a few guests. It was a half-grown boy with noble black hair and delicate facial features that could hardly conceal his childishness.

"Mr. Erwin, are you representing the Frost family again this time?" This was the standard mature woman's tone of voice to a cute boy, with a hint of the joyful smile towards a cute little animal.

"Uncle Felwood can't get away from work, you know, he's always been busy." Erwin responded tactfully.

The so-called "busy" is actually a party in the manor with a group of friends and a dozen young girls. Felwood has to deal with at least four or five female creatures, and he really can't get away.

"It's really worrying to have such an elder, isn't it?" the Countess said very understandingly.

Erwin shrugged like an adult, expressing that he was also helpless.

After exchanging a few more pleasantries, the Countess shifted her attention.Erwin responded to the greetings from some other people indifferently, and then took a few steps back to get out of the crowd.

Although he was not tall, he looked at these high-class people as if looking down from a height.

These people think they are standing at the top of the country, enjoying the highest interests, and they think they are superior human elites, but in fact they are not fundamentally different from traffickers.Their so-called nobility is like the peacock feathers that jackdaws laboriously insert on their bodies.

He felt uncomfortable staying for another second, Erwin turned and strode out of the living room, "Joel."

Joel Andison, who was so fit that he bulged his suit, was standing at the door. It was no surprise that his master only attended for 5 minutes. "Are you ready to go, master?"

Erwin nodded slightly.

The "upper class" party was organized by Stroll to create a charitable fund in the name of humanitarian aid to West Africa, but in essence it was just a transfer of wealth from left to right to avoid high sums of money. Taxes, this method is so common that everyone knows it.

The reason why Erwin came was only because the Strohls had some friendship with his deceased parents, but at this time, it has been ten years since the tragedy of the air crash that killed the Frosts, and this friendship is basically Only copious etiquette remains.

Joel quickly drove the car over, Erwin got in the car, and the soft leather cushion made his body relax a little.After closing his eyes for a while, he opened the hidden compartment beside the car seat and took out a small silver revolver.

This weapon looks more like a handicraft, delicate and light, with light golden patterns carved on the handle, it is very suitable for women and children to use.

Feeling the cold touch from the gun body, Erwin felt a little dry in his heart.

He is twelve years old this year, but he has a thinking ability and psychological quality far beyond his age. His memory can even be traced back to before he was born in this world. In his cognition, he originally lived decades later, not This is the early 90s of the twentieth century.

It seems that it is very common for the soul to travel to the past. Forecasting 20 years in advance seems to be a huge advantage. Stunning fortunes can be made by buying stock in companies that will be known 20 years from now.

However, Erwin soon discovered that he could not find any of the companies that would be known to everyone 20 years later. Although the earth in his memory was similar to the earth he was in, the details were different. It's completely different. For example, the head of state who started the world war decades ago was named Mengsk...

Erwin really felt a little confused. Is he really a soul reborn?Or was this memory just a hysterical fantasy?Regardless, the mere fact that a full-fledged mind is born from birth is enough to upend modern brain medicine.

Of course, this was nothing compared to the other oddities about him...

Suddenly, Joel stepped on the brakes, and the body trembled, as if he had hit something. Caught off guard, Erwin stabilized his body, looked forward, and found a ragged figure like a homeless man curled up in front of the car .

A sudden traffic accident.

"Damn, why did he appear out of nowhere?" Joel cursed, he opened the door and got out of the car, "Are you okay, buddy? My speed shouldn't be very fast..."

They had already left the city of London at this time, and they were very close to the Frost family's estate. There were only two dim streetlights nearby.Although it was his own territory, Erwin didn't have the slightest sense of security. He found another figure in the shadows, and instinctively sensed the danger.

But Joel didn't know anything, and still walked towards the felled guy, and Erwin didn't even have time to remind him.

"Avada Kedavra." A syllable came mechanically from an emotionless voice.

The miserable green light flew over, Joel's body froze, and then fell heavily to the ground like a log, making a dull sound, his physique and muscles failed to play any role.

Erwin's heart sank suddenly. Joel was probably gone, but it was not the right time to mourn for him.This seemed to be a premeditated attack, and the opponent used what appeared to be a laser weapon, which is unbelievable, after all, this is the 90s of the twentieth century.

Fortunately, he is not unarmed.

All the muscles in Erwin's body tensed up and he held his breath. He imagined how he would respond when he was threatened with death. He leaned down, opened the car door quietly, and quickly rolled out of the car, using the body of the car to hide himself. body shape.Although this car has some bulletproof capabilities, it is no different from a paper coffin when facing the opponent's laser weapons.

However, to Erwin's surprise, the attacker walked right past the car and came to the homeless man who had been knocked to the ground.

Doesn't seem like a target?Erwin was taken aback for a moment.

With the help of the dim street light, he could vaguely see the side face of the other party. This is a gloomy middle-aged man, wearing a strange robe that is incompatible with the [-]th century. There is nothing that can emit lasers from the whole body, except A...thin wooden stick in my hand?

"Ah, poor Dipper," the assailant stomped on the homeless man's face, "as a wizard, you are actually injured by Muggle utensils, don't you mean that you have been hiding like a mouse all these years XZ Made you forget the most basic Muggle evasion spell?"

Dipper coughed violently, "I don't have any strength, do whatever you want, Marduk," he gasped, too weak to get up, "with a loyal lackey like you, the Dark Lord should be in hell It will be very gratifying.”

"You should have died a long time ago. Even after 11 years, your crimes will not be forgotten." Marduk's tone was extremely cold. The miserable green light began to emerge from the short stick again. "You are a disgrace to pure blood."

"Pure blood?" Dipper let out a sneer, "The Dark Lord's subordinates are all pure blood, but most of them are mediocre, not to mention astonishing idiots. There are only so many crooked melons left from the ancient blood, Don't you think it's funny?"

He then let out another cry of pain, obviously Marduk hit him hard, and the sound of bone cracking could be heard clearly.

The dangerous short stick was pointed at Dipper, and an evil green light shone from its tip, but Marduk suddenly stopped, turned around, and his hawk-like eyes locked on Erwin in an instant. Uneasy, he used the car door as a cover at this time, assumed a not very standard cover shooting posture, and pointed the front sight of the pistol at the former's head.

But the next moment, the car door embedded with steel plates was torn apart like a cracker, "A brat," Marduk said softly, although he was pointed at by a gun, he did not show the slightest panic.

Erwin's palms were sweating, but he still maintained his aiming position, but he didn't pull the trigger.

"Blocking the Muggle spell won't work on this kid, he's the same as us!" Dipper, who was paralyzed on the ground, suddenly shouted, "There must be traces on him, if you kill him, you will be exposed to the tracking of the Ministry of Magic." !"

Marduk paused for a moment, it seemed that he hesitated, but his next movement was to point the short stick in his hand to Dipper again, "Crucio", this time with different syllables, and the latter immediately groaned in pain He got up, as if he was undergoing some kind of torture, his thin body twisted like a worm, and after a while, there was no sound.

"Noisy idiot." A contemptuous snort.

Marduk never took his eyes off Erwin, he seemed to hesitate, and Di Pu's words had an effect.At this moment, the boy was still gripping the bright silver pistol tightly, sweat dripping from his palm.

The dangerous short stick was raised again and aimed at Erwin's forehead, "You still refuse to put down this toy? You expect it to protect you?" Marduk's tone seemed to be a god, "Then let me First lesson for you Mudblood, there's no way a Muggle weapon could hurt a wizard, Oblivi—"

When it was time for another new weird syllable, it was obvious that nothing good would happen after he finished chanting, so Erwin pressed the trigger without hesitation.

There is no loud noise produced by the explosion of gunpowder, but a short and sharp sound of breaking through the air.

The syllable came to an abrupt end, and blood spurted from the center of Marduk's forehead. There was a trace of disbelief in his eyes, but his life had been frozen here, and he could no longer have other emotions.

His body shook a few times, and then he fell straight on his back.

At this time, Erwin was like a drowning man resurfacing, and he could finally breathe freely again. There is no doubt that just now was the closest he was to death in his life. Fortunately, although the other party had a very powerful ability, he did not get rid of it. The shackles of human beings, the brain is still the key.

After a little hesitation, he immediately pointed the gun at Marduk's heart and right wrist, and with two sharp whistles, the blood spattered again.

Now even if there is something similar to the Lich King that makes Marduk come back to life suddenly, it is impossible for him to pose any threat to Erwin.

The dangerous short stick was still in Marduk's hand. Erwin hesitated and didn't touch it. He looked around and there was silence. After all, this was the private land of the Frost family, not to mention it was so late. Basically no one will come.

The scene needs to be dealt with. It is obviously not suitable to inform the London Police Department about what happened here. Erwin walked slowly to Joel's side. As expected, his bodyguard was pale, lifeless, and his body was completely cold.

May the God of his faith bless his soul.

Erwin certainly can't lift the full 220 four-pound Joel, but he doesn't need to use his underdeveloped muscles.Joel's body slowly floated in the air, as if an invisible hand lifted him up, and then he was placed on the driver's seat in the car.

Giving objects kinetic energy out of nothing, from a certain level, Erwin's ability is no worse than the green light that can take people's lives.

Marduk was not treated like Joel, and his body was stuffed into the trunk very simply and roughly.Finally, there was the bum-like Dipper. Alvin inspected it carefully.Erwin kicked him, and found that the other party was still breathing, but he had passed out and couldn't die for a while.Interestingly, he also held a short stick in his hand,

Considering the guy was objectively distracting to Marduk and didn't seem like a bad guy, Erwin decided to let him live.

The body of the homeless man slowly floated into the air, and was put into the back seat without the door.There were still a few pieces of chocolate in the snack box, and Erwin took one, tore open the package, and took a big bite.

The few shots just now were very exhausting. It is not an easy task to give a bullet the speed to kill people.

While chewing chocolate, he walked towards the manor. Behind him, the car weighing several tons was slowly pushed by an invisible hand, following behind him like a beast of burden.