How wizards learn science and technology

Merlin woke up at dawn, and Phoebe was still asleep.

She was lying beside him, half leaning on Merlin's shoulder, with her eyes closed and her eyebrows slightly frowned. She didn't know whether it was because she was tired or had a nightmare.

Merlin stretched out his hand cautiously, and his fingers landed on her neck.

The hoop around the neck has no gaps or joints.The black collar was one piece, as if Phoebe had been wearing it since birth.It clings to Phoebe's skin, and there are slight red marks. If this continues, sooner or later the wound will be worn out.

Merlin's touch made Phoebe flinch unconsciously, her eyelashes fluttered, and then she opened her eyes.

"Merlin..."

Phoebe opened her mouth in a sticky manner, and instinctively leaned into Merlin's arms.

His attention shifted from the hoop to Phoebe's face as the man wrapped his arms around his lover's waist and let her bury her cheek in his chest.

"Phoebe," he whispered in her ear, "how did you get caught?"

"on purpose."

The young girl said around him.

"Dukhovich removed the monitor in the mansion. I don't know where you are. It's too difficult to sneak in. Why don't you just ask them to send me in."

Merlin's heart tightened: "Do you know what you would have faced if I hadn't just bumped into you?"

Phoebe looked up: "I have a plan."

Merlin: "What?"

Phoebe: "Uncle Harry won't let me tell you."

...this is indeed Harry Hart's style.

Galahad, the predecessor in London, could not confirm whether Merlin had really rebelled, nor could he confirm whether he had been threatened, brainwashed or controlled.He must have given Phoebe a detailed backup plan, and told her not to tell anyone, including Merlin.

Harry was right to do so.

"And your wand?" So Merlin opted for a more direct question.

"The wizard took it away..."

Phoebe blinked, then gave an almost nasty grin.

"But it's a fake. I had two friends from the joke shop give me a toy wand for free. Every wizard only has one, so he didn't even bother to search for mine after he took the fake. body."

It seems that Hei Fengyi is not such a careful person.

In other words, stereotypes kill people.

Even though the situation was grim, Merlin couldn't help laughing softly when he heard that Phoebe's prank-like behavior had achieved unexpected results.

Merlin: "Smart."

Phoebe: "As long as it works, what are you going to do?"

Her clear eyes were full of trust, as if she was sure that Merlin would definitely come up with a solution.

"I'll have to explain this to Duhovich first," Merlin said, "and find out what that ring around your neck is."

In fact, the situation is much better than Merlin expected. Her wand is still there, and Roxy will visit again in the near future.What he has to do now is to stabilize the dictator in exchange for his trust.

Phoebe nodded.

Her hand unconsciously touched her neck, and squeezed the iron ring uncomfortablely.Merlin stopped her from forcibly pulling the collar, and Phoebe let out a sigh of irritability: "It's like someone strangled me."

Isn't she, she doesn't even want to wear a scarf, let alone such a thing.

Now Phoebe is really the cat in the collar.

"You don't touch it."

Merlin reminded that it would be more likely to damage the skin if it was pulled casually.

"I'll find a way."

Speaking of Merlin getting up, he picked up the clothes hanging at the foot of the bed, put them on quickly, and then turned around to find Phoebe lying on the bed looking at him.

The young girl was only wearing a thin shirt with the buttons open, and her white skin was faintly visible under the fabric.She raised her upper body slightly, and her waist drew a fragile arc on the quilt.

day.

This is not the time.

Merlin advised himself from the bottom of his heart, the current situation did not allow him to take off the clothes he had put on.

Phoebe laughed out loud. She hugged the pillow and rolled herself into the sheets: "Merlin, you really look like a bad guy."

Black jacket, black turtleneck sweater, two-day-old stubble on his cheeks and no hair, a far cry from how he looked in London.

Although Phoebe thinks Merlin is handsome like this, she still likes him holding a mug, hiding himself in a cardigan, and his eyes are clear behind the frame.

Merlin could probably guess what Phoebe was thinking.

His stern expression eased a little: "I know, we'll—"

The sudden ringing of the doorbell interrupted Merlin's words.

The two tensed up almost in unison.

It was early in the morning, and it was not yet eight o'clock. How could anyone visit at this moment?Merlin realized something was wrong almost immediately, he turned his head, and the doorbell rang again.

He looked up at Phoebe, whose smile disappeared in an instant.

"Stay here and don't move."

Merlin took a step forward and left the bedroom, not forgetting to close the door.He walked to the door and opened the apartment door carefully.

It was Vladislav Duhovich.

The dictator of the country stood outside the apartment door, followed by five heavily armed mercenaries, but the wizard was not there.

When their eyes met, he raised his head slightly, and said calmly, "Ah, Merlin."

"……Mr President."

Merlin showed just the right surprise: "Why did you come here?"

"Take care of some small things." Duhovic took off the deerskin gloves, "stop by to see you."

In this world of ice and snow, the president wore a well-tailored three-piece suit.This incongruity adds a sense of danger and abruptness to the lean and elegant Eastern European.

"Won't you invite me in, Merlin?"

Merlin had no choice but to let the door open.

Of course Duhovic didn't just drop by to look around. He led the mercenaries into the apartment and took a general look around.

"My wizard has a good place for you, sir."

He said and sat down on the sofa.

Merlin: "Tea or coffee, Mr. President?"

Duhovic raised his hand: "Sit."

Merlin: "..."

He probably knew the intention of the dictator's arrival.

Merlin didn't hesitate, and after hearing Duhovic's almost commanding words, he sat across from the president.

After Merlin sat down, Duhovic continued: "You are British, Mr. Merlin. But I have never heard of your name."

"I'm just a support person."

"It's ridiculous," Duhovic said, "that you shoot like a soldier."

"As you can see, I'm a support officer with military background."

He didn't tell half a lie.That's true even if Merlin doesn't look like a support worker without his glasses.

Duhovic lowered his head slightly, he seemed a little dissatisfied with Merlin's answer, but he didn't show it on his face.

A moment of silence spread in the living room, and Merlin calmly glanced at the mercenary standing behind Duhovic.Last night in the bar they tried to talk to him with a glass of wine, but now they dare not look him straight.What happened overnight?Nothing happened except he took Phoebe.

"There are also my students in some departments," Merlin looked away, "so Mr. President, if you have to say, I am still an instructor."

The dictator's expression slowed down a little.

"Until last night, I thought you and Cypher were lovers, sir."

Duhovic finally revealed his intentions.

"But I didn't expect that your real lover traveled thousands of miles and risked his life to find you."

Thank you so much, Merlin thought in his heart, his views on mate selection are quite normal, and he doesn't have any thoughts on women who would put him on the electric chair and torture him.

Merlin was thinking about how to explain this to Duhovic, so he came to the door himself.Dictators in Eastern Europe don't like anyone disobeying them, and the wizard who caught Phoebe must have wiped himself clean in front of him.

But Merlin was in no hurry.

"Phoebe."

He raised his voice and spoke frankly to the bedroom.

"Come out and meet Mr. President."

After the voice fell, there was a subtle rustling sound from the bedroom door, and the back door opened.

Phoebe was already dressed, she obediently walked out of the bedroom, but stopped in front of the door.A pair of gray eyes looked warily at the mercenary in the living room and Duhovic who was sitting on the sofa.

"Come here." Merlin beckoned to Phoebe.

Hope she understands what she means.

Merlin looked at Phoebe, and the moment her eyes met, she turned her head away without a trace.The girl met the mercenary's eyes and obediently walked to his side.

Merlin: "Sit down."

She bent her knees and wanted to sit beside Merlin, but he cut her at the waist with his broad palm and pulled her into his arms.

The young girl fell on his lap and had to grab Merlin's shoulders.She moves with an almost humiliating resignation, like those vases that sit on a man's lap in a gangster movie.

"I didn't expect her to come after you, Mr. President," Merlin said calmly, clasping Phoebe's waist. "This is my mistake. If her behavior makes you unhappy, I will bear the responsibility."

Duhovic laughed out loud, "Interesting, Merlin, I also heard yesterday that she scolded you as a traitor in the tavern."

Merlin: "She's not wrong, is she?"

His palm slowly moved up from Phoebe's waist, caressing | her back.Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Phoebe almost instinctively straightened her spine and made a shame-like sound.

She buried her cheek into the side of Merlin's face, but he didn't stop until he reached Phoebe's exposed neck.

The slender neck is white and tender, so the iron ring on Nale's neck is so conspicuous.

Merlin repeatedly stroked the position where the iron ring was in contact with the skin, and continued: "I don't care where I do the research or for whom, Mr. President, I only care about whether I can do the research."

He put a lot of emphasis on the word "can".

"And the people of the Ministry of Magic, cowering and hesitant, stop great change for the office seat under their ass. This is stupid, they want me, so go, when I succeed, people will remember But I made it all happen.”

At the end, Merlin even put on an extremely proud expression.

Thank goodness there was no mirror in the living room, he didn't want to see himself looking stupid.

Seriously, Valentine was right about one thing—characters who rant to outsiders are generally mentally retarded.But at this moment, he needs to expose his "ambition".

For someone like Duhovic, ambition is what he knows best.

Sure enough, after he said these words, the dictator showed an encouraging smile.

"I like people with purpose, Merlin," he said slowly, "even though your young lover is a wizard."

"Oh, she's not only a wizard, but an Auror."

Phoebe shuddered.

Her reaction came from the heart, and Merlin could feel Phoebe's body stiffen in his arms for a moment, and that's what he wanted.After seeing Duhovic's surprised expression, the man continued, "But what can a wizard without a wand do? My Phoebe has a temper, but she is a sweet girl."

Phoebe: "..."

Merlin: "Really, Phoebe?"

He turned his head slightly, and the corner of his mouth brushed against the girl's forehead.

"Tell Mr. President that you will be obedient and be Merlin's good girl."

Phoebe curled up her hands on Merlin's back.

Her nails scraped against his skin, and Merlin shuddered from the pain.But he held back and didn't react.

Fortunately, Phoebe understood Merlin's intentions, and she could always understand his thoughts as quickly as possible.

Even after taking revenge, she still lowered her head: "I will...be obedient..."

"I can't hear you, girl."

Merlin's hand resting on the edge of the iron ring suddenly exerted force, his knuckles bent, and his slender fingers forcibly squeezed between the iron ring and her neck.He grabbed the iron ring and forced her to raise her head: "What did you say?"

There was pain in Phoebe's delicate face.

Merlin had to turn his head to avoid her face, and the girl's stumbling voice from suffocation rang in his ears: "I will, I will be obedient and be, be a good girl to Merlin!"

Only then did he let her go.

I hope that my actions are not too fast, so that Duhovic can see the clue.Merlin closed his eyes, and returned his palm to Phoebe's waist.

Duhovic was completely unmoved by his behavior.

He sat upright opposite Merlin, watching Merlin complete the forced play, with no expression on his face.

"Forget it," he sighed after a long time, and stood up, "She wears a collar, so she can't do anything out of line, so I won't do anything that makes people love her."

"..."

Merlin shivered.

He wanted to ask what the collar on Phoebe's neck was for.But Duhovic didn't give him a chance at all, and the Eastern European dictator left the apartment without looking back.

As soon as Duhovic closed the door, Merlin immediately looked at Phoebe: "Are you okay?"

Phoebe clutched her neck and coughed.She was almost blown away when Merlin's fingers were just on the side of Phoebe's throat.

"I'm sorry," Merlin kept patting her on the back, "I'll get you a glass of water."

She grabbed Merlin and shook her head.

After a long while, Phoebe breathed out, "This is Duhovic's responsibility."

Merlin looked at Phoebe's neck worriedly, and he frowned. After thinking for a while, he helped Phoebe up.

"It has to be taken off," he judged. "Come with me, Phoebe."

"where to?"

"Go find Cypher."

The author has something to say: Uncle Ma Qiang looks really big when you take off your glasses... It's been a few days since I finished writing this chapter, and my mind is still full of various boss characters in his other movies, I can't find the image of Teacher Meilin [打地]

By the way, I sent Merlin/Roxy's colleagues to my collection of essays "Jiang Hua's Daily Supplements". If you are interested, you can go to my column to have a look! !After sorting out the articles I read, I found that there are quite a few. Oh my god, how long have I been self-satisfied! ! !

Thanks to the eternal little aunt, the president who smiled charmingly at you, Serendipity, the landmine of the seventh young master, the reader "Shaorong acridine" for irrigating the nutrient solution, love you all ww