I swung my greatsword at Hogwarts

Passengers from the Tower of London were evacuated.

A man just got out of the car when he heard a violent explosion.

Immediately afterwards, the white tower with a history of nearly a thousand years emitted thick smoke, and the glass of the window melted rapidly.

Terrible cracks are densely scattered all over the White Tower.

The man stared blankly at the historic building that had turned into a dangerous building, and said through gritted teeth, "That's what you said nothing happened, Watson Wick!"

"Roar--!"

The golden fire dragon shattered the outer wall.

The wind pressure swept away several of the surrounding policemen.

"Sir, it is temporarily uncertain whether there will be a third explosion."

A policeman ran over to report, looking at his colleague who was blown away with lingering fear.

Mycroft stared sullenly at the place.

...

There was no one standing before Watson.

One after another, the coke-like corpses maintained their previous movements.

He stared blankly at the sword in his hand.

The flaming golden fire dragon danced beside him, turning into three small eight-foot dragons and flying around.

"This is John's power?"

It was the first time he faced the magical power intuitively, and Watson was shocked.

He immediately thought of his wife, and ran across the ruins to find Mrs. Wick.

Mrs. Wick gave Watson a suspicious look, which made him smile awkwardly.

If it hadn't been for Flame's change of direction, Mrs. Wick had reason to suspect that it was her unreliable husband who wanted to take the opportunity to change her son's mother.

"Honey, are you okay?"

"I am fine."

"Wife."

"husband……"

The husband and wife looked at each other affectionately.

The adventure that stimulates the body and mind sublimates the relationship between the two.

Watson approached slowly, and Mrs. Wick closed her eyes gently.

Just when the two were about to have a fierce kiss in the fire, two furry heads, one black and one white, stared at them.

"Cough cough."

Uncomfortable being stared at by two owls, Watson pretended to be calm.

Mrs. Wick was also blushed by her girlish behavior just now.

The two quickly separated, and Mrs. Wick covered her rosy cheeks and said, "What should I do about this fire?"

good question.

The fire brigade outside asked the same question.

Golden flames burned along this ancient building, spreading out continuously.

The fire brigade used high-pressure water cannons, but found that it had no effect.

There was no way this fire could be extinguished.

Watson was uncertain: "Since it was made by John's sword, it should be solved, right?"

He tried to wave the Silver Wick and command, "Take back this fire."

The three fire dragons behind them roared and spread their wings to fly. Wherever they passed, the eternal fire was sucked back into their bodies by the fire dragons.

The thick smoke that was blowing also disappeared.

When the three fire dragons flew back, their bodies had grown from eight feet to ten feet.

"What's John's next step?" Mrs. Wick asked after getting up.

"By the way, son." Watson was stunned for a while, and quickly recalled what happened next.

"We're going to his house in the wizarding world."

Watson looked at the two owls and asked quickly, "Do you know how to get there?"

Riddle nodded, spread his wings and flew up.

Watson took Mrs. Wick and hurriedly chased after her.

Bypassing the charred Nigerians, they charged down the White Tower.

The outside is already full of people.

Armed Forces, Police, Fire Fighters, Bomb Disposal Experts...

Watson was a little confused when he ran out.

"Watson!"

Mycroft stared at Watson angrily.

"Mycroft?"

Unlike McCoff, Watson's eyes were full of surprise.

He noticed that his car was being extinguished by firefighters emitting black smoke, and immediately brought Mrs. Wick to Mycroft.

"You have nothing to explain?"

"Give me the car keys, it's urgent."

The two spoke at the same time.

Mycroft is dumbfounded, so what do you mean, you dare to ask me for the car keys, not to mention that the ancient buildings of the British Empire were blown up?

Don't think that you can do whatever you want just by setting up a Continental Hotel!

Mycroft said to the driver next to him with a dark face, "Give him the car keys."

He looked into Watson's eyes and said, "You'd better give me an explanation by a quarter past four in the afternoon."

"I will."

Watson took the car keys and got into the car in a hurry. He sat in the passenger seat very consciously.

Seeing the black suv drifting and flicking away from two police cars, McCoff couldn't help but touch his forehead.

"This mess."

If it weren't for the fact that Watson presided over the matter that is good for the whole country, he would definitely want him wanted.

just now……

Mycroft, holding his nose with a handkerchief, stepped into the gravest of St. John's.

He looked at the charred body of the avatar, and muttered to himself, "How on earth did you do it, Watson."

MI[-] personnel accidentally touched a body, and the whole body shattered.

"Here once broke out the lowest temperature of 1000c."

The man with a moving hairline made an analysis. Mycroft shook his head. He stared at the corpse that was still in the posture before he died, and said, "It is possible to completely carbonize them from the outside to the inside in an instant with a temperature above 5000c."

"5000c high temperature erupted in an instant, what the hell are you doing here, Watson?" McCoff muttered to himself.

Could it be that the underground president detonated a small nuclear bomb here?

If so, this place should also be razed to the ground.

Staring at the corpses, Mycroft ordered MI[-]: "Seal this place and change the Watson Wick file."

"Suspected of possessing weapons of mass destruction, listed at the highest level."

This time MI[-] was busy.

The last time it was so busy, it was in the bloody London underground forces changing cards.

A financial manager who was regarded as a think tank by Fern Wallace, after that funeral, caused the entire underground kingdom to undergo earth-shaking changes.

"Watson Wick, how much do you have to hide from me?"

Mycroft's mind turned.

Suspected to have a connection with Mao Xiongguo, and may be the wife of the daughter of the big family.

A school-going son who couldn't be found by MI[-].

Seemingly ordinary, but known as the husband of the underground president, he has the power to wash the underground kingdom with blood, and has a connection with the king of war.

What kind of family is this?

...

The black suv followed Riddle's guidance all the way to the suburbs of London.

Basil flew out of the car, like lifting a curtain, and a magnificent manor gradually emerged where it passed.

"If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have worked hard."

Watson felt his heart twitching, and desperately worked hard for the little money, but his son was sitting in a mansion, which was like a manor.

"I feel like I've entered Downton Abbey."

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, Watson tried his best to maintain his father's image.

Your father still lives in the community, but you live in the manor.

Along the way, security guards appeared in the manor staring at the car of unknown origin.

There were also wizards who didn't know the car, but they knew the black owl.

All the way to the inside of the manor, Riddle and Basil flew towards the house.

Watson and Mrs. Wick also got out of the car and followed.

Pushing open the door, they saw their son's friend as soon as they entered.

"Mr. and Mrs. Wick," Percy said, leaving his Ministry job behind to appear here.

As a rising star of the Ministry of Magic, it was the first time he left without thinking in front of everyone.

"This time, it's our turn to help John," Percy said.

Malfoy finished his journey to Germany with his parents, and said carelessly: "We can't always let our king take risks."

Heinrich drew out his wand, Jin smiled slightly, and also drew out his wand.

Daphne took a step to meet the Wicks, and said seriously with a strong voice, "Please trust us, uncle and aunt."

Sister Astoria was a little weird when she heard that Percy called Mr. Wick, and you called Uncle.

Could it be that my sister finally got the hang of it?

Shaking his head, Astoria patted his face, trying to keep up his spirits, and he couldn't make a mistake.

Malfoy noticed Astoria's actions, and silently gave a thumbs up in his heart: "My Atuo is indeed the cutest!"

Fleur secretly despised Malfoy, did this guy think others couldn't see his little thoughts?

Immediately pulled Astoria, let her stand behind him.

Malfoy: Damn!

Mrs. Wick was sincerely moved and moved to tears.

Before the drop of tear falls to the ground, a suction pulls it to the center.

Watson felt hot in his pocket, and took it out to see that it was the card.

The blood that comes out is absorbed in.

At the same time, Watson walked to the middle with the sword and thrust it down hard.

Fu Rong also took out the card and watched the card fly to the center.

The two cards overlapped and disappeared, and the Ouroboros inside let go of its tail and swam out, turning into an '8' entangled and biting its tail at the jewel of the Silver Wick's sword hilt.

Everyone in the Star Club raised their wands tacitly.

At this moment, the bright beam of magic power shot at the sword of Silver Wick at the same time.

A huge collection of magic power touches the anchor point of time through the blessing of the Philosopher's Stone.

A golden light hole exploded in an instant.

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