HP Alternative Conquest

"What's the matter, I can tell you." Mr. Slater looked at Mycroft warily.McCoff ignored him, reached out and took out his mobile phone, "Inject her with anesthesia, and prepare for electric shock at all times, and put it in the magnetic interference room after entering."

"This woman is very good at fighting." Mycroft commented, "It's just that she hasn't seen a gun?"

"You should first talk about what to do with Bazel." Mr. Slater sincerely hoped that the three little wizards in the basement would not be frightened.

"I want him to take this wand to the wand shop you mentioned, and identify who this wand belongs to." Mycroft said helplessly, "Bazel, you can hear that, right?"

In the underground fortress, Bazel looked at the people in the surveillance and turned on the microphone, "Uncle McCoff, I can hear you."

"Very well, it's safe, come out." Mycroft smiled.Bazel looked at the terrified Draco and Harry beside him, hesitated for a moment, "Mom, you stay with them first."

"Bazel."

"Brother." Two hands grabbed Bazel's clothes, Bazel blinked, "Good boy." He reached out to brush the two of them off, and Bazel came out of the fortress and appeared in the living room.

"Wow." Bazel looked at the wreckage on the ground, thanks to the absence of antiques in his living room.

"Bazel, come here." Mycroft waved to Bazel, and then said, "I need you to investigate who Bella has contacted in the magic world."

"Mycroft, this is not something a child can do." Mr. Slater frowned, and stepped forward to support Bazel's shoulder.

"I thought Bazel had this ability." Mycroft smiled, seeing the disapproval flashing in Mr. Slater's eyes, "They must know what kind of threat they are going to face."

"He's only 12 years old." Mr. Slater gritted his teeth, and Mycroft looked at him, "You have already participated in training when you were 12 years old, and your grades are excellent. When I was 12 years old, I had solved three murders and Sherlock — and he grew up when he was 12."

The corner of Bazel's mouth twitched, and then he interjected, "Don't worry, Uncle McCoff, I know where to look."

"Bar." Mr. Slater looked at Bazel disapprovingly.Bazel blinked, "The principal will keep us safe."

Both Mycroft's and Mr. Slater's faces changed. "Well, I'll be responsible for asking where she went, and you will be responsible for telling me the identity of that person." Bazel couldn't laugh or cry at McCoff's proposal.

"Actually, the principal is quite powerful. Last time, he dealt with Quirrell's incident silently. All the students thought that Quirrell was fainted by the vampire hiding around him and then resigned." Bazel shrugged, "Anyway He kept claiming he was being molested by vampires."

"You just believe it?" Mycroft looked at Bazel in surprise.In the fortress, Harry also looked at Draco in surprise.

"Because the news about me and Harry is more important." Bazel shrugged.Mycroft nodded, "Okay, I'll leave it to you." After speaking, he put the wand in Bazel's pocket.

Bazel smiled.

Mr. Slater looked at Mycroft, "Your expression strikes me as dangerous."

"I want to be Bazel's godfather." Mycroft smiled, very gently.

"I already have two." Bazel raised his hand.

"That's great, one more is fine."

"You don't believe in Christ." Mr. Slater gave a reason why he wanted to bite his tongue. Bazel didn't believe in the other two, bah, what? In addition, the original two, no, not the original one.Mr. Slater was sad to find that he had confirmed Mycroft's proposal.

"Well——" Mycroft looked at his friend, "Then it's decided like this, Bazel?"

Bazel looked at his father who had no objection, "Okay, godfather."

"This umbrella is for your self-defense." Mycroft handed the black umbrella to Bazel, "it's a bit heavy."

Bazel took it with both hands, and the umbrella in his hand was more than twice as heavy as usual, "Indeed." Mr. Slater looked at the black umbrella and turned his head to look at the ceiling, "I have something better than yours."

"You're welcome." Mycroft blinked. "Someone will clean up here soon. You can go down first. After all, the other two are probably scared."

Mr. Slater pursed his lips, "Let's go, Barr." Bazel was held back and turned around. Why did he feel that his father was a little worried?

The two returned to the ground, and Mrs. Slater hugged her husband, "You smashed my vase."

Mr. Slater smiled and said, "Mycroft will put on the same one."

"Dad, a member of the Ministry of Magic." Bazel rubbed Harry's head, then looked at Draco, and when he was about to say something, he saw a new person who appeared on the surveillance camera from the corner of his eye. Although he was dressed in Muggle clothes, But their nervous expressions and the wands they couldn't hide in their hands revealed their identities.

"It seems that Bella can't be kept anymore." Mr. Slater frowned, watching their movements, "Draco, do you know these people?"

"I don't know." Draco shook his head, the guests of his house rarely had people from the accident handling department.

"Will Uncle Mycroft hand over Lestrange?" Harry looked at Bazel. To be honest, the way Lestrange looked just now, he might as well hand it over to the wizard.

"She is already a wanted criminal, so Uncle McCoff has the right to arrest." Bazel blinked, "Is that right, Dad?"

"Of course, but if the people sent by the Ministry of Magic are better than him, he will hand it over." Mr. Slater looked at the monitor with anticipation, and then saw the five people from the Ministry of Magic being knocked out faint.

McCoff looked at the camera, "Trespassing private houses, suspected of obstructing official duties, and threatening militants with unknown intentions, do I need to say more?"

Mr. Slater pursed his lips and turned to Draco, "Can you make a suggestion to the Ministry of Magic?"

"Uh, what's the suggestion, sir." Draco looked at the monitor in a daze.

"Find some eloquent people to perform official duties." Mr. Slater thought for a while: "Maybe find some wizards to train at McCoff."

"He'll check him so badly that he can't even keep the college, I assure you, Dad." Harry looked at Mr. Slater seriously, and then turned to his brother for help.

"Slytherin is fine, if Dad arranges it." Bazel smiled, looking at his father.

"Let's forget it." Mr. Slater gave up. If he came to arrange, Mycroft would call him back to be the instructor of those rookies, and then he would squeeze him to the point of being worthless.

Mrs. Slater walked up to Draco, "Relax, little sir, Lestrange is treated like a criminal."

Draco nodded, subconsciously grabbed Mrs. Slater, he was really frightened.Mr. Slater took advantage of this moment to wink at his two sons, "Isn't daddy a good player?" '

Bazel and Harry nodded, but subconsciously, they both had the urge to attack with a spell.

In less than 10 minutes, the living room returned to its original state, and Ken went to arrange the dining table normally, but his performance just now was amazing enough.

As soon as they returned to the living room, a letter from the Ministry of Magic was sent to Slater's house, and then the owl was knocked out by Alger's wing and hit the freshly installed French window.

"This is the first time." Bazel opened the letter with his name written on it, which was a warning against his abuse of magic.

Before the letter was finished, there was a polite knocking sound in front of the French windows.A falcon knocked on the floor-to-ceiling window with its talons, then put the letter on the window, turned and flew away.

Alger appeared outside the window, picked up the letter and handed it to Bazel.Bazel looked at the familiar falcon, and at Alger, it seemed that future messengers would have a choice.

'Don't bother with that warning letter, I'll take care of it. 'Below is a curlicue LM.Bazel raised his eyebrows, "The Ministry of Magic determines who is using magic based on the address?"

"Yeah." Draco nodded, that's why he and Harry chose to throw each other instead of magically attacking, otherwise Bazel would have received a warning.But what Draco was thinking now was, did his dad only have one sentence in the letter and didn't ask him how he was doing?

"This method is too convenient if you want to blame anyone." Bazel expressed disdain, and Harry and Draco, two people who have always believed in the power of wizards, also chose to shut up.

"So, very outdated." Mrs. Slater looked at the two younger ones, because Bazel was taller, so she always felt that Bazel was older than Harry and Draco.

"What do you want for dinner? Pie?" Mrs. Slater smiled and said, "May I prepare you shepherd's pie?"

"That's really good," Harry and Draco said in unison, and there's nothing better than a warm pie for comfort after a scare.

"Bazel, do you want to eat?" Mrs. Slater looked at Bazel.Bazel nodded, "Of course, thank you, Mom."

"And me, my dear?" Mr. Slater pointed to himself.

"You probably won't be home for dinner." Mrs. Slater pointed to her husband's lit phone, "but I'll leave you pie and wine and wait for you to come back."

"Okay," Mr. Slater took his wife in his arms and kissed her lightly on the forehead, "I love you, Nissa."

"Go quickly." Mrs. Slater looked at the three children covering their eyes, smiled and kissed her husband back, and told him to go quickly.

The dinner comforted the frightened child and the preoccupied Bazel, and after sending Harry and Draco to their rooms to rest, Bazel came to the corridor and watched the kitchen being cleaned up in the dining room, and then remade for her husband. Pai's mother, his and Harry's identities are too dangerous.

Bazel was lying on the railing, and footsteps came from behind him.

"Master." Ken walked to Bazel's side, "Go to rest early."

"Ken, thank you very much for today." Bazel turned his head and smiled at Ken, "I didn't expect your marksmanship to be so good."

"This is what I should do." Ken bowed his head slightly.

"Ken, are you scared?" Bazel looked at him, "Today, are you scared?"

"Hmm - Master wants to hear the truth?" Ken looked at Bazel and winked playfully.

"Of course it's true." Bazel smiled.

"I'm not afraid." Ken shook his head, "Unless the wizard can stay still and destroy the world with just one look."

"I think wizards rely on magic spells just like people rely on guns. Because they understand, they are afraid. For us, while understanding, their combat ability is much lower than ours." Ken the first It was the first time he said so many words in front of Bazel, but his words comforted Bazel very well. "Besides, madam is more worried about you than sir."

"I suggest that if the young master can't fall asleep, you can go down and talk to Madam." Ken looked at Bazel with a smile, bowed slightly and left.

Bazel smiled and went downstairs after Ken left.

"Mom." Bazel walked over to Mrs. Slater and watched her cover the pie.

"Barr, why didn't you go to rest?" Mrs. Slater turned around and pinched Bazel's face with her flour-stained fingers. "There is no experiment today, right? Don't stay up late."

"Mom—" Bazel found a wet towel to wipe his face helplessly.When she turned around again, Mrs. Slater had already put the smaller pie into the oven, and reached out to embrace Bazel, "Sorry, Baal, we should have prepared it earlier."

"No, Mom, that's an adult wizard with rich combat experience." Bazel was a little at a loss, "Harry and I brought the trouble here."

"What are you talking about?" Mrs. Slater slapped Bazel on the head without mercy.

"Oh—it hurts." Bazel covered his head, "Mom."

"Okay, your brain is not used to think about these useless things." Mrs. Slater bent her fingers and tapped Bazel's forehead, looking at the grievance and helplessness in those purple eyes that were exactly the same as her husband's, Slater Madam smiled and said, "If you have time to think about this, why not think about whether you want to eat beans tomorrow morning."

"No." Bazel shook his head firmly.

"Hey, it's not as good as your brother." Mrs. Slater looked at Bazel complainingly, and a certain picky eater immediately decided to go back to sleep.

The author has something to say: Third watch~ There will be no update tomorrow, I will update it tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow~