I swung my greatsword at Hogwarts

"He fell into the river."

Starr informs Griffith of the results.

With his hands behind his back, Griffith slowly approached Starr.

His expression was indifferent, and his body exuded a cold air that made people want to kneel.

Starr lowered his head quietly and said, "He was stabbed by the bloody blade."

"It took a while for the Auror office to confirm the missing item, the guy blew up the office using black magic."

As he spoke, Griffith drew closer.

The man's shadow lay beneath Starr's feet.

Griffith slowly raised his hand, and it fell heavily on Starr's shoulder.

"You're doing great, Starr."

The tense and scary atmosphere is eliminated.

Griffith smiled and said, "Only in this way can people know our determination."

"The rotten capital is destroying here, and they need to be shown the arrogance of capital."

He whispered in Starr's ear: "If the remains of the ruins are not swept away, a new order cannot be established."

"We are building a truly free place for wizards, without the constraints of houses, and without the need to linger in dark corners."

Feeling the strength from his shoulders, Starr raised his head, the enthusiasm in his eyes was like a raging fire.

Griffith turned to look at the windmill on the wall, "I used to pursue greater interests, so that the magic world no longer hides."

"But I was wrong. The jungle is prey to the strong. The wizards who belong to that new world need to be screened." He smiled. "If the rotten flesh is not removed, the disease cannot be cured."

"Some power-holders are fooling the wizard, and he describes me as a madman who subverts the world."

Stopping in front of the windmill, Griffith's smile narrowed.

"It's wrong for them to run away from the injustice suffered by wizards and stand up for their rights."

"But I'm not angry." He shook his head and picked up the lion ornament on the table. "The winner is king. During the time I was being nurmengarded, I thought about it over and over again in my mind."

"There is no right or wrong, because it is the humiliation of the winner to the loser."

Holding the ornament in his right hand, he spread his arms like a soaring golden eagle.

He said; "My kindness will appear in the new world, and you will always be by my side, Starr, come and see the new world with me."

"However," Griffith put down the ornaments and said with a chuckle, "we must first awaken our compatriots."

"What are we going to do?" Starr has been brainwashed by this great ideal.

Even if he is asked to ignite his body at this time, he will readily agree to become a ray of torch for creating a new world.

And those he believes in...

will be the creator.

Griffith's hair turned white, and his original brown eyes were occupied by evil pupils.

Grindelwald smiled evilly: "Just let them see it."

"We will make magic great, get rid of the darkness and step into the light."

...

In the turbulent river, Gauss drifted with the current.

Around a corner, a hand reached out and grabbed Gauss by the collar.

The hooded man drags the person away.

...

Please 6 Privet Drive, Little Whinging, Surrey.

In the early morning, the sun shines through the window into the golden hair on the white sheets.

The girl's skin is fair, and her face is as beautiful as an angel's. The sun has painted a layer of gold powder on her eyelashes, fluttering like a quiet doll.

The little brown bear is packing things diligently, carefully folding each piece of clothing, making sure that there will be no excess wrinkles on the clothes.

Then put one piece in the suitcase.

Little Bear ran to the open wardrobe and tilted his head thinking.

The hostess bought so many clothes that the closet was full.

Suddenly, Little Bear shifted his gaze to the pink bowknot bear in the closet.

The black eyes stared at the pink bear for a while.

Immediately afterwards, the pink bear flew out of the closet, and the brown bear grabbed the pink bear and threw it over the shoulder, and then threw a German-style back throw.

After beating the pink bear as a sandbag for a while, the brown bear didn't forget to get down to business, picked out clothes from the closet, and even prepared some necessary personal clothes that were inconvenient to write down.

Pulling out the box under the bed, Bear carefully wiped the dust off it with a soft handkerchief, making sure it was spotless, put it in the suitcase and closed it.

Finally, the busy work was over, Little Bear grabbed the sheets and climbed onto the head of the bed, using a soft wake-up call to wake up the angel on the bed.

"Ugh-"

Arianna felt the touch on her hand, and grabbed the bear with her backhand and hugged her in her arms.

The little bear struggled twice in his arms, and turned his gaze to the pink little bear who was beaten away by him.

Obviously there is no change in expression, but for some reason, there seems to be a feeling of complacency.

"Arianna, Dad is waiting for you below." Mrs. Wick knocked on the door, but found no response from inside. She opened the door and saw the sleeping girl.

Looking at the prepared things, Mrs. Wick guessed that Ariana must have been preparing late.

She smiled helplessly and fondly, came to the ear of the little slacker, and called her daughter up in a gentle tone.

"Arianna, we're leaving."

Hearing Mrs. Wick's voice, Ariana turned around and beat the chrysalis a few times towards Mrs. Wick's arms, and said softly, "Mom, I'll get up right away."

Mrs. Wick had a very different feeling at the moment.

Take a look!

Why raise a daughter?

My son started to sleep by himself before he was two years old, not to mention getting up on time, sometimes breakfast is prepared for you, and he doesn't mean to act like a baby at all!

My old lady also wants to experience being acted like a baby by a soft voice!

As a result, it's fine if the son doesn't act like a baby, and he behaves more maturely than the old mother and father.

Sometimes Mrs. Wick thought about it, or just let Watson be her son.

Now, this daughter has greatly satisfied all the wishes of Mrs. Wick.

She kissed Arianna's forehead dotingly, and said that she was not in a hurry.

next second.

"Arianna, wife, we're leaving."

Mrs. Wick: "..."

Watson's loud voice was howling towards the stairs, a little strange why his wife didn't respond to her screams?

After a while, he saw his wife go downstairs expressionlessly.

Watson stepped forward enthusiastically, "Is Ariana up yet? The flight is at nine, and we still have a little time."

After a while.

Watson was sitting on the steps outside the door when the phone rang. It was the airline.

"Mr. Wick, the flight you booked is about to take off, can you arrive now?"

"I want to ask, how much is a private jet?"

"what?"

Agents masquerading as airline personnel were dumbfounded.

Immediately he came to his senses, secretly surprised: "I didn't expect him to know that we deployed agents on the plane."

Yes, it must be so.

The other party deliberately waited for the plane to take off, and then bought a private jet to get rid of the agents.

It is worthy of being listed as the highest level person, it is really terrifying.

It's a pity, after all, it's still his own game.

The old agent stopped the agent who was about to board the plane, and ordered: "Everyone stop planning and go to the airport to dress up as a flight attendant."

After he gave the order, he said to the other end of the phone with the most sincere tone: "Okay, sir, we happen to be in the discount right now, and we can enjoy the discount when buying an airplane."

On the flight that is about to take off, an old man is sitting on the seat.

Suddenly, the people around seemed to receive some kind of order.

Immediately afterwards, the planes that were about to take off left one after another.

In the end, only the old man remained.

The old man stared blankly at his surroundings. When the stewardess came out, he raised his hand to ask what was going on.

As a result, the stewardess unbuttoned her clothes, took off the clothes to reveal the shirt inside, and said to the headset with a stern face: "Alright Chief, I'll go right away."

The flight attendant also left.

The old man sat alone on the empty plane, lost in thought.

Is this a chartered flight?

Just when a group of people entered the airline undercover in various ways and waited for Watson to arrive.

Ariana sits in the car, cuddling the bear.

Big-headed Gray Owl Kiki was stuffed into a cage by Watson and hugged.

"Why do you bring an owl?" Mrs. Wick was puzzled while driving.

"You don't understand, this is sympathy." Watson shook his head.

At Christmas, he and Qiqi were the only ones who depended on each other for life. How could I abandon such a friendship!

Qiqi: Don't talk nonsense, I was going back to Dragon Valley for vacation.

Qiqi said that it doesn't want such sympathy at all.

"Change flight?" Mrs. Wake didn't quite understand, but Watson was determined and she couldn't help it.

"Oh, upgraded."

In the end, Watson still didn't buy a private jet, and the family of three happily got on the plane and left.

And the agents who were waiting at the aircraft company waited for a long time, but there was still no one who came to buy the plane.

"Damn it, I didn't expect it to be a trick!" Cold sweat broke out on the old agent's forehead.

The other party actually saw through him, and even tricked him into a secret trick.

How could there be such a monstrous person!

The highest level, so terrifying!

In this regard, Watson said: That's buying an airplane, so what do you think of buying vegetables?

The Wick family was happily sitting in the first-class cabin, and Arianna was very interested in this novelty, lying on the window and looking at the clouds with her mouth open.

Mrs. Wick asked, sipping champagne, "Where have we been?"

The golden snitch in Watson's hand flew a few inches and was quickly caught. He said casually, "Hungary, Budapest."

...