The Daily Life of Wizards [British and American]

Inspector Lestrade leaned his back against the wall tiredly to support himself standing.

Panting heavily, he asked from the communicator: "Everyone, are you still there?"

There was a burst of Zlazila's electric sound, and his team members responded sparsely from the communicator: "Sally Donovan, here."

"Andrew, here."

"Jack. On."

……

After about a dozen or three agents responded, the communicator was silent.

This means that there are at least seven or eight agents who have lost contact and their lives are uncertain.

"Cheer up, everyone, and persevere." Inspector Lestrade endured the pain in his heart, gritted his teeth, and encouraged his subordinates, "There will be troops coming soon... ah... ..."

"Detective!?"

There was a loud bang on the communicator, and the wall behind Inspector Lestrade exploded.

He hurriedly dodged, turned his head to look, and behind the collapsed wall was a non-human, cyborg alien.

It rolled its cold, inorganic eyeballs, coldly raised its arms with weapons, and aimed at the inspector without any hesitation.

Lestrade didn't care about replying to the team members in the communicator, and hurriedly took out his pistol to fight back, but found that the gun was out of bullets.

He threw the gun away helplessly, and began to run and escape in the broken well in embarrassment.The bullets ricocheted around him, sending sparks flying, kicking up layers of dust and debris, and he finally couldn't get up when he was knocked to the ground again by the aftermath of the bomb explosion.

Spend hours traversing the streets, desperately rescuing and evacuating civilians, and facing alien terrorists you've never seen before.

The honest inspector's body has reached its limit.

He was lying in the ruins, and his weak voice sounded through the communicator: "I'm sorry, I brought you into such a dangerous environment, but I have no ability to bring you back safe and sound..."

"Detective!" Donovan, the usually unlovable female police officer, cried through the communicator.

However, Inspector Lestrade, who was about to close his eyes and wait for death, suddenly felt his body rise into the air.

A person wrapped his arms around his waist and pulled him up into the air.

"Damn, you're too heavy! Can you hold me a little bit yourself! I really don't want to hug a male Muggle in such an ambiguous position."

A cheery voice sounded in his ears, Inspector Lestrade opened his eyes reflexively, and found himself being hugged by a man in a strange robe and flying on a broom in horror.

He said to himself with difficulty: "I must be dreaming..."

The next moment, the bombing sounded again, proving that this was definitely not a dream.

The alien cyborg life followed their escape route with icy eyes, and the muzzle on its arm kept firing at the two of them.

"This shit is much more exciting than playing Quidditch... What is that monster made of? I gave him Cruciatus and he didn't respond..."

"Don't talk nonsense, Richard. Use your old Quidditch school team skills, play tricks, and distract it's attention. I'll call other people to come over and join hands to kill it!" A voice shouted behind them. shouted loudly.

"Yes." The wizard on the broom responded loudly, "Hey, Muggle, are you afraid of heights?"

"What?" The inspector suspected that his brain could no longer function, and he had hallucinations, but this fairy tale hallucination of riding a broom had never happened since he was ten years old.

"Forget it, there's nothing you can do if you're afraid of heights," said the wizard named Richard.

Inspector Lestrade soon understood what he meant, and the broom flew through the air with unimaginable speed.

(Detective: God, how can a broom fly so fast!)

"Ah!" With the scream of the inspector, the broom seemed to be alive, and it started to vibrate up and down. Every time it vibrated, it just avoided a shot. In the end, both of them turned their heads up. The next one is gliding in the air.

'Quickly throw up! ’ The detective thought with a pale face, ‘No, I have already vomited...’

Like a bird, the broomstick just slid across a white trail in the sky, and the moment it passed the alien mechanical soldier, the inspector spat out its head.

"Nice job, Muggle!" laughed Richard the Wizard.

"I'm not happy at all!" Inspector Lestrade replied in a low voice with a hint of a smile in his annoyance.

At this time, several wizards who were also riding brooms rushed over, and they surrounded the mechanical soldier in all directions, waving their magic wands.

A few bolts of lightning green hit the cyborg grim alien killer.

However, its body only shook a bit, and it half-kneeled on the ground, as if it had only suffered a small impact.It roared angrily and was about to stand up and attack again... Then, another black flame hit it from behind, it couldn't dodge, and was hit directly, howling and rolling in the flames, and finally fell to the ground.

The burning flames gradually extinguished, revealing a motorcycle flying in mid-air, with a handsome black-haired man riding on it.

He quickly landed on the ground and got off the bike.

Like the group of wizards, he held a wand in his hand and looked at everything in front of him with a serious face.

"Sirius." The wizard named Richard also fell down.

While carefully supporting Inspector Lestrade, who was in a mess, he looked worriedly at the alien mechanical soldiers not far away who wanted to destroy and said: "It seems that the Avada Kedavra specialized Spells aimed at the soul will not work on this group of monsters."

"Probably they don't have souls at all. Blazing Bear and Shenfeng Wuying are fine." Sirius replied calmly, "Spiritual spells are all invalid, only physical damage spells will work."

"No soul? Damn it, it really is a monster." The wizard Richard said bitterly.

"When will the support from the Ministry of Magic arrive?" Sirius was not in the mood to study any monsters, he only cared about how to defeat them.

"Support?" Richard sneered, "I'm afraid Lord Savage won't send support at all."

"That will be troublesome." Sirius was not very surprised by this conclusion, so he just frowned, but he still couldn't help asking: "That is to say, we can only rely on ourselves ?”

"Anyway, killing them one by one can always kill them all." Richard, a Gryffindor-born wizard, expressed his simple and rude views optimistically.

"Well, fight alone." Sirius said with a helpless sigh.

"Reinforcements are coming."

Inspector Lestrade interrupted suddenly.

"What?" The wizards all looked at him.

A roar came, at first it was just a faint sound, but soon it resounded throughout the sky.

Several military helicopters appeared in the sky, and they circled over London, searching for those alien terrorists.

Then, the rotating machine gun kept firing.

"Wow, cool! Muggle reinforcements."

Richard opened his mouth wide in surprise, then he gave a thumbs up and said appreciatively, "Muggle weapons are awesome."

However, as soon as the words fell, a semi-mechanical alien soldier driving a strange flying machine screamed, like Tarzan of the ape, he jumped onto the helicopter without fear of death.

It hit the top of the helicopter heavily with its metal arm, and broke the helicopter's propeller one after another. The helicopter lost its balance, and after a burst of machine gun fire, it brought the alien cyborg together. Staggering and falling rapidly from the sky...

It crashed into countless buildings along the way. When the wings collided with the buildings, there was a violent friction sound and sparks splashed everywhere. It was not until a deafening explosion that they all died together!

Where the plane crashed, flames were burning.

Thick smoke billowed, and the air was filled with the scorching smell of rust and gunpowder smoke.

Everyone stared blankly at the burning cabin.

"Merlin!"

"God, it sucks!"

"Don't be dazed, save people!" Inspector Lestrade suddenly came back to his senses, he grabbed the shoulder of the wizard named Richard in a panic, and shouted anxiously.

He looked palely at the place where the plane crashed, and a group of alien mechanical soldiers were heading towards that place.

However...the inspector stretched out his arms and pointed there, and shouted in panic, "That's the school! It's the school! There are still children in the school, we can't let them pass..."

"FUCK!"

Even though Muggles and wizards don't have much to do with each other, everyone knows exactly what a place like a school means.

Without the slightest hesitation, Sirius jumped on the flying motorcycle again, started the motorcycle, and was the first to rush to the burning place.

Immediately afterwards, several wizards also rode on brooms, followed him closely, and rushed over together.

"Can you hold on, brother?" Richard asked the Inspector as he mounted his broom and held out a hand. "One more round?"

"Of course." Inspector Lestrade grabbed his hand without hesitation, turned over and rode on it. He managed to calm down: "It doesn't matter who you are."

He sat behind Richard and said seriously: "On behalf of the citizens of London, I thank you."

"The next time you lose weight, just thank me." The wizard Richard said casually, "Merlin knows that my broom is really about to be broken by you."

While complaining, he was driving the broomstick and flew forward with the inspector without slowing down at all.

"When this is over, brother. I'll give you a box of brooms."

The inspector responded honestly and seriously, "Really, it just might not fly."

"The house is full of children, what should we do, principal."

Before being surrounded by these grotesque aliens, the female teacher had never imagined that she would encounter such a scene in her lifetime, but with a gentle nature, she almost reflexively stood in front of the group of children.

"I have no choice, Jenny." The principal of this school smiled wryly, "If possible, I would rather exchange my life for the lives of the children."

A fat child suddenly cried and howled, "I want to go home, I want my mother!"

"not good!"

After hearing the crying sound, the first reaction of the mechanical soldier without human emotion was to turn around and aim the gun in his hand at the child, and the sound of metal bullets being loaded...

The female teacher named Jenny's mind went blank, and she turned around and rushed towards the child without the slightest hesitation.

"No, Jenny."

'boom--! '

A huge cracking sound came from one side, and shards of glass splashed like a torrential rain. After smashing through the glass, a figure fell heavily in.

He rolled on the spot without pausing, and at the same time, quickly opened a big black bulletproof umbrella with one hand, just in time to block the strafing shots of the alien mechanical soldiers, and firmly protected the female teacher and the child in the Under the umbrella, the bullets strafed the surface of the umbrella, and sparks flew everywhere.

He turned his head abruptly, and shouted at everyone, "Get down!"

Then, he took out a golden lighter from his suit pocket, opened the lid with a 'click', and threw it out vigorously. The metal lighter slid through the air in an elegant golden arc, and just fell on the group of aliens. At the feet of the mechanical soldiers.

The lighter-shaped grenade exploded as soon as it hit the ground. With a loud bang, the tables and chairs beside it exploded. Dust and debris were scattered in the aftermath of the explosion, and the group of alien mechanical soldiers were also blown away. It exploded on the ground.

Soon, a female voice asked through the communicator: "Eggsy, are you okay?"

"It's...it's okay." The young man in a suit who was lying on the ground gritted his teeth and stood up.

He didn't bother to slap the dust and debris on his body, because he had already heard the sound of alien mechanical soldiers running behind him, but there were also alien mechanical soldiers who got up from the ground in front of them, and they were attacked by enemies on their backs, and there were still people around them who needed protection. children and women...

Eggsy hesitated, and soon he made a decision.

He made the crying child and the female teacher squat in the bulletproof black umbrella, ignoring the mechanical soldiers attacking from behind, and prayed in his heart that the suit would have a first-class bulletproof effect. Then, he raised the gun in his hand and pointed at the Alien mechanical soldiers meet.

However, at the moment when he was struggling to get injured, a voice of 'armor protection' suddenly sounded.

Wizards riding brooms appear in a very magical posture.

"Instructor."

The fat wizard who had been beaten by Eggsy waved his wand and said with a bright smile, "Leave your back to us."

Eggsy froze for a moment, then laughed.

"Eggsy, how is your side? I'm rushing to the East End to clean up these monsters."

While running hurriedly on the road, Lancelot used the communicator to communicate with his partner.

"No problem, we can take care of it." Eggsy replied, "Lancelot, be careful."

"Do you need a ride?" The wizard who had been kicked by a girl before flew over with a small group of wizards.

He rode a broom and ran over at the first, and parked the broom in front of Lancelot gracefully.

He stretched out his hand and said with a polite smile, "I can give you a ride."

However, Kingsman's Chief Knight is not so easy to hook up with.

This girl who looks harmless on the outside, but is actually cruel on the inside, just raised her eyebrows, slapped his hand away, grabbed the end of the broom with one hand, turned over handsomely, and jumped onto the broom .

"Thanks." She said simply.

She stood behind the wizard, put one hand on his shoulder, raised the other hand, and lightly buckled the frame of the glasses with her fingers. The most detailed map of London soon appeared on the lens, and the red dot marked the location of the enemy. .

Then, she waved her hand in a heroic manner and pointed straight ahead, and gave an order bluntly: "Soldier, fly over there, turn left at the intersection ahead!"

The wizard was taken aback by her unexpected movement.

He opened his eyes wide in surprise, but under the fierce stare of the girl, he still hurriedly flew over obediently on the broom.

Soon, he once again saw the ferocity of the girl. A grenade hit the heads of those alien mechanical soldiers quickly and fiercely, and the mechanical heads instantly looked like bursting fireworks.

Countless alien mechanical soldiers were attracted by her firepower, and they followed closely behind.

Fortunately, the wizard's ability to control the broomstick is excellent.

He shuttled through the building, narrowly dodging attacks again and again, and by the way, helped the girl named Lancelot add several armors to protect her body.

The two fought together, flying up and down in the air, comparable to a miniature bomber with a flexible machine.

Moreover, they have to make a sharp turn from time to time to get rid of the pursuit of a large number of alien mechanical soldiers behind them.

"I didn't expect you to be very good at flying." The wizard thought he had found someone like him and sighed.

"No, I'm actually afraid of heights." Lancelot replied calmly with a pale face.

But even so, her hand that raised the gun to shoot was still as steady as Mount Tai.

Compared with Kingsman, wizards and Muggle agents cooperate tacitly to mop up.

Sirius' side was obviously blocked in a street due to lack of experience and the weakness of wizards in close combat.

Here, alien mechs surrounded them.

The only good news is that the communicator on Inspector Lestrade's ear, which he thought had been broken, finally had a signal again.

"Sir, don't worry, you must...be careful." Officer Sally Donovan's voice sounded again on the communicator.

The wizards rode broomsticks, relying on their agility, to walk through the hail of bullets at low altitude. The alien mechanical soldiers driving the aircraft and the mechanical soldiers running on the ground were all encircling them wholeheartedly, firing at them without stopping .

"We seem to be the golden snitches that are being stared at by countless people." Richard said bitterly.

The speed of his dodging has been a little slow, because there are two people on his broom.He was saving mana, and he didn't dare to add any armor and body protection spells to himself casually like before. He was afraid that when he attacked for a while, due to insufficient mana, it would be a bad thing.

"Don't you wizards wear body armor?" Inspector Lestrade shouted loudly.

"What is that?" Richard asked curiously, "How about sending me one later?"

"I'll give you a box! Stop talking nonsense! Look ahead!" Inspector Lestrade shouted frantically.

The voice of Police Officer Donovan in the communicator was still ringing intermittently: "I just... just... got... got... a piece of news, the school... there is already a group of people going to the school... Go to...rescue."

"good news."

"what?"

"We don't have to worry, there are rescuers from the school."

"Are you still thinking about this?" Richard asked in surprise, "I think we are the ones who need help most now..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a bullet passed by his arm.

"FUCK!" He hurriedly controlled the broomstick to fly high, but an alien mechanical soldier who didn't know when flew into his midair suddenly jumped off the aircraft and strangled his neck.

The broomstick lost control in an instant and fell straight from the sky.

"Richard!" Sirius shouted back anxiously, but he was also surrounded tightly at this time.

It seems that this group of alien mechanical soldiers finally got tired of playing this shooting game, and they began to attack on a large scale.

The number of wizards is too small, and they have been at ease for too long. They have no strategic awareness, and they don't know how to cooperate with each other. After being deliberately dispersed by them, everyone fell into a state of 'isolation and helplessness'.

No matter how flexible the broomstick was, it couldn't escape from the siege of five or six mechanical soldiers.

But even so, none of the wizards apparated and escaped.

"Inspector...you heard...did you hear it? No...don't worry...the school...a team of people from the school has gone...to...rescue..." Officer Donovan The voice was still ringing intermittently in the communicator, but Inspector Lestrade had no time to reply to her. He bravely threw himself on the body of the mechanical soldier who was strangling Richard's neck, and fought with it with bare hands. Just use your fist to smash hard until your fingers are dripping with blood, and you won't stop.

Richard, too, was struggling, losing control of his broomstick and darting through the air.

'boom--! ', the broom that got out of control finally bumped into a building, and it fell apart in an instant.

Fortunately, at this time, Inspector Lestrade finally tore away the alien mechanical soldier. Richard held the inspector's hand tightly with one hand, and tried to pull the broken broomstick with the other. The mechanical soldier kicked down from the sky.

The alien mechanical soldier howled, and his heavy body quickly smashed through the ceiling of a building. The steel bars broke, boulders and dust flew, and it was buried.

The broomstick, on the other hand, was a complete mess.

Richard and Inspector Lestrade were also plummeting downward.

"I didn't think I'd fall to my death!" cried Inspector Lestrade.

"Not... not dead yet!" Richard said intermittently in the air.

Then, he frantically waved his wand and cast a levitation spell on the two of them.

At the moment when the magic power was about to be exhausted, the two of them were already about one meter close to the ground, and they landed safely while falling into a rolling gourd.

"...a group of people has gone...to...rescue...the government...the government's mysterious...mysterious army...the elite...the elite...the elite of...the elite..."

Officer Donovan's voice was still repeating on the communicator.

But no one had time to reply to her.

Landing safely, there is no way to relieve the tension of one person and one wizard.

Because, in all directions of them, several alien mechanical soldiers were striding towards the two of them.

"No way, come again." Richard wiped the blood from his forehead and wailed, but there was a cautious expression on his face.

He clenched his wand, gritted his teeth, and stood back to back with Inspector Lestrade.

"Aren't you a wizard?"

"Yes!"

"Then run away quickly! Fly into the sky and escape from the ground, in short, show off your magic power."

"Then, leave you?"

"That's better than two dead."

"Listen, a wizard never leaves his brother behind."

"Since when did I become your brother?"

"Whoever fights with me in blood is my brother."

"Then what will happen if you throw it away? Turn into a toad?"

"No, it's worse." Richard said with a smile: "Becoming a dead person...brother, without a heart, it's no different from a dead person."

The alien mechanical soldiers drove towards them and ran towards them. They raised the guns on their arms and aimed at the two people!

"The government's secret...mysterious army...the elite...the elite of the...the elite of the..."

Donovan's voice was still monotonously repeated in the communicator.

"FUCK! No matter who it is." Lestrade raised a pistol he had just picked up, and shouted through the communicator: "As long as Fuck can solve the current crisis, I will regard him as God."

'Squeak—bang! ' A loud bang.

The three alien mechanical soldiers in front of them were knocked into the air!

Inspector Lestrade and Richard froze on the spot.

Daniel Blake poked his head out of a large truck, his blue eyes blinked at the two people in confusion: "Sorry, I was a little anxious when I saw you were in danger, so I just found a car, er... It's not very experienced to drive such a big car at one time. Just now, did I... hit someone?"

"Good hit." Detective Inspector Lestrade put down his gun and panted.

Then, he gave Daniel a friendly wave: "Hi, God, good afternoon."

Daniel gave him an innocent look back.

Not far away, more wizards on broomsticks began to appear in mid-air. Sometimes they rescued innocent citizens, and sometimes cooperated with the army to fight against alien terrorists...

The sky is getting dark, and the long day is finally coming to an end.

The author has something to say: I am not talented in the description of fighting. If there is something that is not reasonable, you are welcome to point it out. If I can change it, I will change it.This chapter is only an excessive paragraph, I hope it will not be too ugly.

To be honest, it's so tiring, such a long chapter.