A Wizard's Survival Guide to the 20th Century

In fact, Charlie's brain was dry-burned.

He wanted to complain angrily to them and say, "You think you didn't die fast enough," but he still swallowed these words alive.

You cannot expose the core knowledge of the wizarding world and kill people to upgrade!

But I can't let the two of them die like this! If they really hand out flyers on the street asking you if you are a wizard, what is the difference between this and the raccoon chicken fast food delivered to your home?

At this time, Hermione also asked with concern: "Charlie, what's wrong with you?"

But Charlie took a half step back, looked up to the sky and sighed.

After a moment, he turned his head helplessly and met the eyes of Mende and Hermani.

Mende shook the club application form in his hand again, his eyes warm.

"How about it, Charlie, we can register one! I've seen it and there is no similar club in the school. The principal should agree."

"That way we can have our own activity room!"

Hermione glanced at him helplessly, but said nothing, and her eyes also moved to Charlie.

After all, to be honest, she also found witchcraft to be much more interesting than mathematics and physics.

But all this still requires Charlie's consent. He is the real expert, or the real instructor, in matters of witchcraft.

Charlie did not speak, but silently calculated the probability of success in applying for this society in his mind.

The principal of Harker Middle School is not old-fashioned, and there are many more outrageous clubs than the Mystery Society. Moreover, Charlie, Hermane and Mende's grades are not very good... I'm afraid they can really pass the application?

He said helplessly: "What will you do if I disagree?"

Mende showed a bright and cheerful smile: "Of course I hid it from you and applied secretly!"

Hiss... it's hard, the fist is hard.

Charlie gritted his teeth and thought about whether he should use witchcraft to give him an enlightenment. But after all, he couldn't leave this guy alone, nor could he beat his teeth out and force him to give up the idea.

In this case, we can only use the method taught by the teacher!

Go cheat, go sneak attack!

Charlie exhaled and cleared his throat: "Okay."

Hearing this, Mende's face lit up.

"But!" Charlie stopped him with a push of his hand, "I want to make some rules!"

"1. You are not allowed to investigate urban legends that happened within a month!"

"Two, you are not allowed to investigate urban legends where someone died because of this!"

"Third, you are not allowed to look for other wizards overtly or covertly, or reveal your identity as a wizard!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mende's expression changed and he protested: "I can understand the second one, but why the first and third ones? I still want to investigate the Jinshan drug tyrant!"

"Besides, why aren't we allowed to contact other wizards?"

Charlie pretended to be serious and said seriously: "Idiot, you haven't even read the comics, have you?"

"Since there are wizards like us, there must be bad wizards as well. Do you want to recruit them too?"

Mende was speechless and could only muster up his momentum again to refute from another aspect.

"Then why don't we investigate the urban legends that happened within a month? The faster we go, the more likely we are to see what monsters or wizards look like!"

Because I just don’t want you to see... Charlie, not to be outdone, said loudly: "Say more, just listen!"

"And!" Charlie pointed his thumb at himself, "I want to be the president!"

Mende was stunned for a moment, then gritted his teeth, but he absolutely couldn't bear this: "I don't agree!"

"Who cares whether you agree or not!" Charlie also said angrily, saying that he would be disliked for helping him so much. "If you don't agree, just use witchcraft to judge your superiority. Let's duel!"

"it is good!"

Mende rolled up his sleeves as he spoke, but at this moment, Hermani, who couldn't stand the two people's mischief, stopped the two boys one by one.

"Really." She frowned and said, "You are too naive to do this. Why don't we raise our hands to vote."

Both of them were stunned for a moment, and Mende was the first to react. He turned his head happily and made a smile to Hermani.

You are still smart!

Hermione and he had been playmates since childhood, and she was definitely on his side, so before Charlie could react, she rushed to say, "Okay, I agree."

"Then, raise your hands in support of Mende." Hermani tilted her head slightly and said.

Mende raised his hand first. He looked at Hermani, expecting her to follow him.

But then, he was surprised to find that Hermani did not raise her hand.

"Hermani, you..."

Hermione looked back, then glanced to the side with an apologetic look, and then said:

"So support Charlie."

As she said that, she raised her hand in the eyes of one shocked and one surprised.

……

Jack sighed, with only four wishing coins left in his pocket.

He spent two to blow up the weird collar, and another to escape from the control of the King Kong Barbie, but who knew that this damn wishing coin made him fall into the sewer.

Now that Jack was wet and smelly, he didn't dare to use another one to make himself clean. After all, although he had escaped temporarily, who knew how many monsters and monsters there were in BOI.

Fortunately, this section of the sewer was not long. After walking in the dark for a while, Jack saw a ladder that he could climb out of.

Panting, he climbed up the ladder, used all his strength to push open the manhole cover, and then climbed out.

Sitting back on the familiar concrete floor, Jack was too tired to move.

He glanced around, and as expected, he didn't recognize this place even more.

He sat up, patted the dirt on his body, raised his head and looked at the financial building in the distance.

The place where he was originally scheduled to become the world's most powerful man is now standing there completely.

Tch... Jack curled his lips. If it weren't for those lackeys of the factory owners, he would have become famous long ago!

Fortunately, it can now be used as a road sign.

Jack compared it carefully for a while and found that he should be south of Redwood now.

There is a train station in the north and south of Redwood. The BOI group should come from the north, so I can go to the south and take the train directly to Lausanne.

It was a big city with so many people and it would be difficult for them to find me quickly. I could hide low-key for a while and then go to another state to start over...

Thinking this, Jack lowered the brim of his hat and started walking along the street.

Although he had seen the appearance of the investigators who came to arrest him, wasn't there a monster among them that could change in size?

And it’s unknown how many accomplices they have.

Jack speculated that those investigators should all be people with super powers, just like himself.

In this case, he would definitely not be able to fight head-on, unless he had a machine gun in his hand... But even if he used the wishing coin to get it, he wouldn't be able to lift it.

So I had no choice but to run away. Alas, I didn’t know if the train station would let me get on the train, covered in stench.

With this thought in mind, Jack walked forward slowly while looking around cautiously.

Who knows where a guy will suddenly appear, take out a trembling ID card from his pocket and shout BOI... That would be too bad.

Especially the beggar on the ground. The scene where the tearful little girl suddenly turned into a strong and muscular woman had given Jack post-traumatic stress syndrome. When he saw someone sitting on the ground, he instinctively turned to the side. hide.

At this time, he suddenly felt someone looking at him out of the corner of his eye.

Jack looked over and saw a guy wrapped in a cloak standing in the distance.

Facing Jack who was looking over, he stood motionless, as if to greet him.

A signal of danger flashed through Jack's mind.