Hogwarts: I'm really not the third Dark Lord

After gaining supernatural power, John felt that he should no longer be trapped in the underground world, but should have more authority.

But before that, it is necessary to determine whether he will face other members of the Dark Council.

After John told Ivan his ambition, he played into Ivan's hands.

Ivan waved his hand: "Don't worry, the organization will support you."

After awakening a certain superpower, John got rid of his cannon fodder status in his eyes. What he wants to know now is whether superpowers can be mass-produced.

With Ivan's promise, John's confidence greatly increased. After returning to the stronghold, he first called his secretary, Miss Ahn'Qiraj.

When the Zhatian Gang was still a small gang entrenched in bars, Ahn'Qiraj was just an ordinary dancer in the bar.

Once when he was being pestered by a customer, he was rescued by someone led by John who happened to be passing by.

Ahn'Qiraj has been working for John ever since.

John found that this blond and busty beauty not only had outstanding abilities, but she was also loyal to him, perhaps because she was grateful for his saving grace.

Soon, Ahn'Qiraj became John's confidant and secretary, and they had an in-depth and easy-to-understand relationship.

This time there was an extraordinary possibility, and he immediately thought of the other party.

"Ahn'Qiraj, do you believe in superpowers?"

The blond beauty looked at her boss like a fool: "Is this the reason why you haven't come to see me for so many days?"

Looking at Ahn'Qiraj's resentful and sultry eyes, John's lower abdomen felt hot.

'What a annoying little goblin. '

He roared and rushed forward: "I'll feed you first today!"

Two hours later, a satisfied John lay on the bed, not forgetting the purpose of calling Ahn'Qiraj over.

"Honey, do you believe in super powers?"

Ahn'Qiraj turned over, buried his head in John's chest, and asked with some worry: "Aren't you being deceived?"

As we all know, no matter which country it is, the better off those guys are, the more convinced they are of these strange and chaotic things. On the contrary, the poor proletariat is full of materialists.

With John's current power and wealth, he is undoubtedly considered to be one of the upper class in London, but his identity as a gangster is too sensitive, and he has not yet been able to meet the real big shots.

But now he is planning to turn from black to white, have his own factory and industry, and after a while, he will raise a large sum of pounds to the old guys on the Royal Management Committee and get a knighthood.

At that time, he will be able to enter and exit the balls held by the big shots in a grand manner and become the true "master of men" in this country.

Seeing that a promising new political and business star is about to rise, it is normal for him to be targeted by those magicians.

From Ahn'Qiraj's point of view, it is understandable to get to know some big figures through the network of those magicians, but it is undoubtedly too stupid to really believe in their rhetoric.

John didn't explain anything, he smiled evilly and gently hooked his fingers.

"Clap" sound.

The latter's face suddenly turned blood red.

"hate~"

and many more!

Ahn'Qiraj suddenly realized that the man's hands were clearly surrounding him. What was that feeling like?

John twitched his fingers again.

"Snapped"

Ahn'Qiraj's eyes widened: "Oh my god! Is this the legendary... telepathy?"

"Psychic power? You can understand it this way, right?"

At this time, Ahn'Qiraj didn't care about a certain part of her body that was red from being beaten. She got up from the bed and asked John to perform another one for her.

After John showed her a trick of bending a spoon, the woman let out another scream of excitement.

Passionate kisses rained down on John's face and body.

"Calm down...calm down, my dear." John said vaguely, his big hands roaming around the woman's body.

Another burst of madness.

John lay on the bed tiredly: "Stop... dear, believe me, you can also learn this... telepathy."

Ahn'Qiraj climbed off John's body still unsatisfied: "Really? My dear, I heard that awakening superpowers requires some kind of special talent."

"probably……"

John is also a little unsure. He can learn it himself, but there is no reason why Ahn'Qiraj can't learn it.

But what if I really have some kind of talent?

Otherwise, why would the adults of the Dark Council fall in love with me?

While thinking wildly, John handed over the meditation practice method to Ahn'Qiraj.

Perhaps because he was in sage mode, John felt the warmth in his lower abdomen grow significantly during the teaching process.

Ahn'Qiraj, on the other hand, made no progress until dawn.

"Don't worry, I also practiced for more than two months before entering the door."

Seeing Ahn'Qiraj's unfailing expression, John comforted him.

After hearing the news, Ahn'Qiraj looked much better.

She kissed John gently: "Okay, honey, it's time for me to go to work."

"Um... I'm sorry to bother you."

John originally wanted to go out with Ahn'Qiraj - during this period of time, he was so focused on cultivation that he was not as concerned about his own property as usual, and most of the work was left to Ahn'Qiraj.

He originally wanted to show up at the office today, but due to the crazy night yesterday, his waist still hurts a little.

Let’s wait until tomorrow to talk about work...

……

Ahn'Qiraj walked out of John's manor alone.

Two sturdy black men standing at the door came over immediately.

"Ma'am!"

"Yes." Ahn'Qiraj nodded coldly, "The boss has something for me to deal with. You go to the old place and wait for me."

One of them immediately showed a troubled look: "But BOSS wants us to protect you..."

Ahn'Qiraj knew that the name of protection actually meant surveillance.

After all, no one wants to be slapped with a hat without knowing it, especially to someone as possessive as John.

Ahn'Qiraj narrowed his eyes and stared at them for a while, until both of them felt a little uncomfortable, and then nodded gently.

"Sister, please come."

One of them hurriedly came to a stretched Bentley and opened the door, while the other person sat in the driver's seat.

Ahn'Qiraj first came to the Zhatian Gang's apparent property, a candy factory, and pretended to inspect it for a while.

In the afternoon, she drove to the largest shopping mall in central London.

At the entrance of a high-end underwear brand store, Ahn'Qiraj stopped and looked at the two people behind him.

The two of them had a cold war and hurriedly laughed: "Sister, you can do whatever you want, we will wait for you outside."

After entering the store, a clerk immediately greeted him: "Welcome..."

Her eyes swept across the butterfly-shaped brooch on Ahn'Qiraj's chest: "Ma'am, please feel free to do so."

Ahn'Qiraj randomly picked up two pieces of underwear and came to the dressing room area.

One of the locker rooms was barricaded with a sign saying "Out of order, temporarily suspended".

Ahn'Qiraj moved the barricade aside and opened the door with an expressionless expression.

Behind the door is a long corridor, and at the end of the corridor is an elevator.

I scanned my fingerprints and irises in front of the elevator, and the elevator door opened automatically.

Entering the elevator, there was no floor button, and a voice sounded from the ceiling.

"Number: 0927, today is not the time for reporting. Please describe your purpose of coming."

"I have something very important to report to the director."

"The Director will attend an important meeting today. Do you want to make an appointment for you tomorrow?"

"It's an EX-level secret."

Ahn'Qiraj emphasized.

"..."

"..."

Half an hour later, Ahn'Qiraj sat opposite the director of the Secret Intelligence Service.

The director was a stiff, serious old woman who looked as if she had just come out of a convent.

Just as Ahn'Qiraj was sizing up the director, the director was also sizing up Ahn'Qiraj.

The Secret Intelligence Service has two departments, namely MI[-] and MI[-].

MI007 is mainly responsible for overseas intelligence work, and the famous [-] Bond belongs to this department.

MI[-] is mainly responsible for domestic affairs.

But both adhere to the same principles.

Agents with higher numbers are responsible for more important tasks.

Ahn'Qiraj's number is 0927, which means that she is responsible for small tasks that are not important at all, such as monitoring a gang or something.

In the past, agents of this level could not meet her as the director.

But since the emergence of lizards and superpowers, the Secret Intelligence Service has set a new level of intelligence about these two.

EX level.

As long as it is information about EX level, it can only be handled by the director himself.

Since the emergence of this standard, this was the first time the director had come into contact with EX-level intelligence. For this reason, she specially ended the important meeting that had just begun and summoned the young agent.

Big breasts, blond hair, the kind of American chick you often see in Hollywood blockbusters, the kind with big breasts and no brains.

This was the first impression Ahn'Qiraj brought to the director, but the director obviously would not make the mistake of judging a book by its cover, and she buried all suspicions well in her eyes.

"Please tell me, ma'am, we still have plenty of time."

"Ah, okay."

This was the first time Ahn'Qiraj had seen this important man, and she hurriedly told everything she had seen from John last night.

Halfway through, the director couldn't help but sit up straight.

"Mind power?"

She believed in the professional abilities of her agents, and little magic or deception would definitely not be able to hide it from them.

In other words, as the superpower who first appeared said, are there really people who have awakened their superpowers one after another?

The director tapped the table with one finger and said thoughtfully: "Bald John, what kind of person is he?"

Ahn'Qiraj recalled: "When I first saw him, he was no different from other bastards, full of women and violence... But after one night, he suddenly seemed like a different person."

"I often met with some strange people, and received large amounts of financial support from unknown sources. I quickly developed an unknown small gang into one of the largest gangs in London."

"weirdo……"

The director noticed this keenly, and her intuition told her that John's change was related to these strange people.

"Yes." Ahn'Qiraj said, "I also tried to investigate these people, but they seemed to appear out of thin air without leaving any traces. Once, John found out that I was investigating them, and he got very angry. fire."

Ahn'Qiraj shuddered: "He said that if I want to die, I can die by myself, but I must not implicate him..."

"What do you think about these things?"

"At first, I thought John was controlled by foreign forces." Ahn'Qiraj said slowly, "With his character, with such a strong strength, he will definitely cause some troubles... After all, he was just a kid back then. When he was in a gang, he dared to trade with the arms dealer from Mao Xiong, but now that he has become stronger, he has become more cautious, and even intends to launder his industry..."

"That's nothing." The director chuckled, "Many people dare to fight when they have nothing, but they lose their spirit when their family becomes successful."

"You said that he is controlled by foreign forces, but it is not impossible..."

The director straightened up and took a few steps back and forth, frowning.

"Director, do you want to arrest John?" Ahn'Qiraj asked.

With the strength of the Secret Intelligence Service, it can be said that arresting a gang boss is effortless, and you don't even need to give a reason.

By then, whether it was slicing or studying, John would be powerless to resist - Ahn'Qiraj had confirmed it last night, and now John could only bend a spoon at best.

The director gently held his chin, as if talking to himself, or explaining to Ahn'Qiraj: "John is of no concern. What I care about are those mysterious people who suddenly appeared... They are really foreign forces. It’s easy to handle, but I’m afraid that they both belong to a certain superpower organization, and arresting John without permission is likely to be regarded as a provocation by them.”

"so what should I do?"

Ahn'Qiraj asked in a panic.

"Continue to lurk." The director calmly waved his hand, "Isn't John teaching you how to practice? Study hard. It will be easier if you can also become a superpower... It is best to find out the identities of those mysterious people. Of course , on the premise of ensuring your own safety.”

"It would be even better if we could connect with them. I believe we can provide much more than a mere gangster."

'fxxk! '

Ahn'Qiraj secretly cursed in his heart. Three years and three years later, he was going to become a big sister, and he was still lurking? !

At that time, a group of agents who came in at the same time had double-digit numbers for the best ones, and enjoyed high subsidies and benefits, but I was still the last 0927.

In the Zhaotian Gang, you are escorted by bodyguards and luxury cars when you go out. Luxuries that you could not even think of before can now be bought by the pound without any problem.

Life is no more nourishing than this bad agent.

If she wasn't worried about being hunted down by the Secret Service, she would have run away long ago!

As if aware of Ahn'Qiraj's dissatisfaction, the director showed a kind smile: "Of course, your contribution during this period is also seen by the superiors. From now on, your number will be 097. If you can awaken your superpowers, you can become the next... A legendary agent is just around the corner."

'If I could awaken superpowers, I would join a superpower organization immediately! '

Ahn'Qiraj thanked the organization for its cultivation, and thought viciously in his heart.