HP: The New God from Hogwarts

Although school hadn't started yet, Momo arrived at Hogwarts early. The biggest trouble in rescuing Newt was that she had no idea where those Muggles had taken him.

Momomo originally planned to go to Paris with Tom to expose themselves and let the gang of witch hunters capture them, but considering that the beasts would shoot directly, she gave up the idea of ​​taking a few bullets.

Just ask the magical Dumbledore, he will know more.

But now the situation is so bad that the Ministry of Magic has monitored Dumbledore and even issued an exit restriction order on him to prevent him from going to Paris to carry out rescue operations.

They were afraid, they were afraid of Muggles.

"I'm sorry, Luna, maybe this is Newt's own choice. He refused us to go into dangerous places for him." Dumbledore was sitting in the office. The contents of the Daily Prophet on the table were still from Grindel a long time ago. Waugh's jailbreak.

"Professor, you have seen ancient magic. I can save him!" Taowu argued.

Dumbledore shook his head: "In the last letter I received from Newt, he told me that they had created instruments that can detect magic fluctuations, as well as weapons that can break armor spells and protect all defenses."

"The worst part is, Newt discovered that in some cases, magic will not work, and they even developed something that can interfere with magic."

Dumbledore looked at Taowu with sad and helpless eyes: "He said that I hope you can complete your studies well and stop looking for him. He will never come back."

Taowu lowered her head and looked at the newspaper on his table without saying a word. Dumbledore's wand was pointed at her silently.

Without raising her eyelids, she stretched out her hand and held the wand: "You want to use Oblivion on me? Did he ask you to do this?"

Dumbledore was silent for a long time and then slowly said: "This is already the best choice."

"I don't think so."

Momo's hand holding the wand did not loosen, and the fingers of her other hand gently tapped Grindelwald's face on the newspaper: "You are the last person who should shrink, Professor, you and this original ideal What is it? He has forgotten it, and have you forgotten it too? To bring a better future to wizards, is it just about shouting slogans? "

"I won't give up Newt!"

"If you are not willing to help me, then I don't mind following the example of this man who has escaped from prison, and then turn Paris upside down. What do you think?"

"Nurmengard can't trap that one, and Azkaban can't trap me."

Momo pushed the newspaper towards Dumbledore and turned around to leave. She bet that Dumbledore would call her to stop her.

"Luna."

As she stepped onto the spiral staircase, Dumbledore's voice came from behind.

"I can't leave here now, but there is someone who can help you. I will send him a letter and ask him to go to Paris to help you. You can trust him completely."

"Jacob Kowalski."

Dumbledore handed Momomo a piece of parchment with his name and address written on it.

Momomo had heard this name many times from Newt, who was his best Muggle friend.

"Thank you, Professor." Momo took the parchment and stepped onto the spiral staircase.

Dumbledore's voice came from behind her.

"Luna, give up when it's time to give up. He wants you to live well rather than be rescued."

Taowu didn't look back.

"no way!"

……

It is impossible to have magic fluctuation monitors everywhere in Paris. This newly developed thing cannot be put into large-scale use yet. Taowu and Tom are already standing on the soil of Paris.

Momo drank an age-enhancing agent in order to make herself look more reliable in front of Mr. Kowalski. After all, who would dare to let a child do such a dangerous thing.

Except Dumbledore, Harry had been yelled at by him before.

She met Newt's old friend, Mr. Kowalski, in a splendid mansion.

This old Muggle man was chubby, and his windbreaker could barely cover his body. Momo just learned that he was a well-known wealthy businessman in Europe, rich, very rich.

But he doesn't have the shrewdness of a businessman like Lucius, and his face looks particularly kind.

However, this kind face turned red with anger, and Jacob took the two of them into a room with excellent soundproofing and locked the door.

"Mr. Kowalski, Professor Dumbledore said we could ask for your help."

"Are you two young people the only ones? Queenie is right, the Ministry of Magic is a mess! Queenie, she is my wife, and she is a wizard just like you."

"Your wife is right sir, we need to know where they took Newt now. Is there anything you can do?"

"The leader of the Witch Hunting Association once contacted me, hoping to get my sponsorship. After all, everything requires financial support. No one knew that my wife and children were both witches. They rarely showed up. I was cautious at the time. , I didn’t reject him directly, I just said I would think about it.”

Jacob said as he walked to the door and looked back at Taowu. He felt that this girl looked familiar.

But there was no time for him to think about why he looked familiar. He opened the door and said to the secretary waiting at the door: "Go and contact Mr. Jones for me. I have the answer to what he mentioned to me last time."

Taowu and Tom looked at each other behind him with killing intent.

Witch Hunting is a semi-private and semi-official organization. Perhaps the official funding is really insufficient. They really need money. After receiving Jacob's message, they immediately sent someone.

Jacob took Taowu and Tom in a car to the coffee shop agreed with Jones.

In the most inconspicuous corner of the cafe, Taowu saw the leader of the Witch Hunting Club, and she recognized him at a glance.

The man who led the hunt for Newt was responsible for Newt's shoulder and knee injuries.

Taowu's face was gloomy, and the hand in his pocket touched the cold metal object.

Don't worry, you'll have to pay it back.

"Thank you, Mr. Kowalski, for taking time out of your busy schedule to see me." Jones stood up quickly when he saw Jacob and extended his right hand to show respect.

"It's okay. After I went back, my wife persuaded me to support your action." Jacob pulled Taowu and Tom to his side and told Jones, "Let me introduce my son's two children. They are special. I admire you, hate those strange guys as much as you do, and long to join your organization."

"Your child?" Jones looked at Jacob and then at Taowu and Tom. The expression on his face was a little stunned. The gap was ridiculously large.

"Yes, he is just like my son. He looks like my wife, but luckily he doesn't look like me."

Jacob raised his eyes and looked at Jones. He changed his previous kindness and exuded a kind of coercion from a superior.

"Mr. Jones, I am willing to invest 100 million."

"But, you have to show me your sincerity and organizational ability."