The Daily Life of Wizards [British and American]

"Did he say anything?" Daniel and Sirius hurried to the Auror Command.

However, unexpectedly, all is well at the Ministry of Magic.

Lupine and a few Aurors were standing in the corridor, not knowing what to say.

"Nothing." Hearing Daniel's voice, Lupine turned his head and replied.

His expression at this moment was very complicated, he hesitated and said: "His behavior is very strange...you'd better go in and see for yourself..."

'strangeness? '

Daniel looked over in surprise, and then walked into the room where Moriarty was held.

However, Lupine stopped him again.

He said worriedly: "Daniel, go in and have a good talk, maybe...maybe... there will be a misunderstanding?"

Daniel almost wanted to applaud Moriarty: who can arouse the sympathy of the arrester after being arrested?

He couldn't help raising his eyebrows, and replied calmly: "Of course I want to have a good talk with him. But, I'm sorry, there is no misunderstanding!"

Lupine couldn't help showing a helpless expression.

At this time, Sirius also wanted to go in, but he pulled him back.

"Remus?"

"Let them talk... Anyway, everyone is here, there is no danger, and it is really strange..."

There was indescribable confusion in Lupine's expression.

Sirius gave him a suspicious look, and a doubt flashed in his gray eyes.

Lupine let go of his hand, and he smiled wryly: "I really don't know how to say it... Emotionally, I should trust Daniel more, but that Muggle really looks... doesn't look... like a bad guy... ..."

Daniel imagined many times what it would be like to see Moriarty again.

However, when he really saw it, he didn't know what to say for a while.

The treatment at the Ministry of Magic is not bad, of course, it may have something to do with him being a Muggle. Although the wizards gradually realized that some Muggles are equally powerful, some Muggle weapons are also very dangerous.But most of the time, as long as a Muggle is unarmed, the argument of 'Muggles are weak' in their minds will reflexively regain the upper hand.

Therefore, Moriarty was hardly bound or restrained.

He was just locked in the house and was not allowed to go out. He even thoughtfully provided a glass of water and a sandwich on the table...

And now, he is sitting obediently on a wooden chair, lying on the table, looking bored.

As soon as he saw Daniel coming in, those black grape-like eyes looked over brightly.

"Hi, Daniel, are you here to pick me up?" He waved to him with a bright smile, as if nothing had happened, and said happily: "I haven't seen each other these days, I really I miss you so much."

"Oh..." Daniel paused for three seconds in astonishment.

"However, you look quite embarrassed. What are you going to do? How did you make yourself like this?" Moriarty quickly showed another worried expression.

He looked at Daniel's clothes that were covered in mud, water and faint blood, and there were several scars and bruises on his forehead, with a concerned and reproachful expression on his face, he said, "How could you make yourself into a mess?" Like this? Could it be that there was such a heavy rain yesterday and you ran out? God, are you so willful when I'm not here? Is this how you take care of yourself? "

Daniel was stunned by his performance.

Moriarty simply stood up and approached him without any guilt or fear.

He even stretched out his hand to gently straighten his collar, touched the bloody scar on his forehead with distress, and asked in a low voice, "What did you do?"

"Gravel." Daniel raised his eyebrows, and then replied: "When Azkaban exploded, it was scratched by the splashing gravel."

"How could you be so careless?" Moriarty said gently, "The next time something like this happens, remember to stay away."

Then, he actually raised the corners of his lips, leaned over with a smile, and gently kissed the scar. The warm breath blew on Daniel's forehead, itching.

"Hmm..." Daniel tilted his head, his blue eyes staring at him inexplicably.

"What's wrong?" Moriarty asked nonchalantly.

"Think... how to beat you!"

The next moment, Daniel burst into a rage, and hit his fist on the bridge of the nose: "motherfucker! Do you fucking think I'll let you go if you're just pretending?"

Moriarty's eyes widened in surprise, and then, he covered his nose and bent down, but before he could react, Daniel had already pounced on him again, punching and kicking his head and face...

'How can you be so... simple and rude? '

Although he was being beaten, he struggled and felt a little amused by Daniel's straightforward behavior.

The nose seemed to be bleeding, and there was a smell of blood, and there was still a sore feeling... Although "fighting back" was not in line with my plan, it seemed that it was really enjoyable to fight like this without any order of moves!

He then grabbed Daniel's punch, pulled him along the way, and hugged him in his arms.

But Daniel still vowed not to give up, raised his legs to kick, and bit his teeth... Then, the two of them rolled into a ball on the floor, and you punched me with one leg...

until……

"Help! Help! Help!"

Moriarty suddenly started shouting at the top of his voice, looking like he was dying.

The Aurors slammed into the door, only to see:

Daniel rode on the prisoner and beat him, while the Muggle prisoner was holding his head pitifully and begging for mercy: "Stop hitting...stop hitting..."

The Aurors froze for a second, but the well-trained ones hurried forward and pulled the two apart.

Daniel panted heavily, his blue eyes glaring at Moriarty viciously.

Moriarty completely lost the nonchalant look just now, and he showed an almost pitiful expression: "Daniel... don't be angry... well, you must hit, don't hit the head, okay? If you don't, you will die... I'm not a wizard, I'm a fragile Muggle..."

"Little Mr. Black." A young Auror said subconsciously: "If you have something to talk about, domestic violence is not a good habit."

"Domestic violence?" Daniel pointed to his nose and asked in surprise, "Are you talking about me?"

"Uh... I remember that you are lovers..." The young Auror replied awkwardly, "If there is any misunderstanding, let's communicate and don't do anything..."

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm used to it." Moriarty said hurriedly beside him.

"Shut up!" Daniel glared angrily, and then he pretended to be pitiful again and remained silent.

As a result, all the Aurors showed disapproving looks.

Sirius held Daniel's arm, not knowing what to say for a while.

Lupine also looked at the scene in bewilderment.

"Jim Moriarty, you're such a dramaqueen!" Daniel couldn't help but sarcastically said.

Moriarty immediately cooperated with a hurt expression.

Then, Daniel ignored other people's gazes, and asked aggressively: "Speak clearly, speak clearly. Right now, tell me, where did you get those criminals from Azkaban? Tell me!"

"What are you talking about, Daniel?" Moriarty raised his head, his black eyes were innocent and innocent, and his face was stained with blood, looking very sympathetic: "What is Azkaban? What criminal, I don't know ..."

"Who are you lying to?" Sirius couldn't help interjecting: "You don't know, what kind of Dark Lord are you pretending to be?"

"Uh..." Moriarty suddenly fell silent again, and he looked at Daniel with those black eyes, hesitating to speak, and Daniel felt his hairs stand on end.

"Does this still need to be said? It must be instigated by someone."

Fudge, the wise and mighty Minister of Magic, makes his debut at the right time.

His short and fat figure, under the guard of a group of Aurors, appeared on the scene in full swing.

He took off his hat, and said proudly and disdainfully, "Mr. Black, it's all over now, what are you pretending for?"

The two Blacks, Sirius and Daniel, jerked back at him reflexively.

I saw Minister Fudge, standing majestically in the middle of the group of Aurors protecting him, pointing at their impassioned expression of exquisite and vulgar views: "Sorry, Sirius, it has nothing to do with you. Little Mr. Black, I am talking about you .wasn't it you who directed that stupid muggle to play the dark lord? Otherwise, he's a frail muggle, doing nothing, wearing costumes and entertaining everyone?"

"I ordered?" Daniel said in astonishment: "What did I order him to play the Dark Lord? Is he full?"

"Stop pretending." Fudge looked confident, "Everyone knows your details now."

"What can I know?" Daniel laughed out loud.

Then, he replied sarcastically: "I know that you know the details, please tell me. Because I am too fat, I have to go to buy custom-made clothes, but I have no money to pay the IOUs." Did I take advantage of someone else, and then I refused to accept it? I am a fool, and I like to be a fool? I am a villain, so I am rampant? Trouble, please tell me in detail, okay Let me seriously repent, this disgusting act."

"Don't say specious things to divert everyone's attention." Fudge said angrily, and then he quickly calmed himself down, pretending to be pitiful and said: "It's so pitiful, don't you know?"

"What should I know?" Daniel sneered.

"It's already on TV." Fudge said gloatingly, "What's this called? Eat your own way?"

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"Daniel Blake, how much do you know?" The Secretary of the Interior sat on a high-backed chair and asked solemnly.

"I know a lot." Mycroft replied calmly, "In fact, I know everything about him."

"Then do you know that he is an agent of S.H.I.E.L.D.?" the Secretary of the Interior said directly.

"I don't remember hearing Nick Fury mention that he has such a subordinate." Mycroft raised his eyebrows, pulled a chair calmly, and sat down.

But when he noticed that the well-known strict interior secretary was staring at him, he added again: "He may have indeed registered with S.H.I.E.L.D., but it's like we will Pay attention to those wizards, there will always be an agency in the United States, such as S.H.I.E.L.D., to pay careful attention to these people with supernatural powers."

"But it's not as simple as just registering." The Secretary of the Interior shook his head, "McCoff, we have been cooperating very well in terms of work. But if it's not important, I really don't want to question your employment. "

He simply put a document on the table lightly, and then, while pushing the document towards McCoff, sighed and said: "SHIELD has really stumbled this time. The mothership was bombed to pieces."

Mycroft showed a slightly shocked expression, "When did this happen?"

"The news just came." The Secretary of the Interior replied in a rather complicated manner, "The specific and detailed information has been blocked by the United States. But the official explanation is that due to the large number of hydra mixed in the S.H.I.E.L.D. Spies and undercover agents intend to endanger the safety of the world, so S.H.I.E.L.D. can only temporarily announce its disbandment and begin to thoroughly investigate the remaining forces of Hydra."

"Of course, if it's just this matter, it doesn't have much to do with us. After all, the US government should be the most anxious. A powerful intelligence agency suddenly collapsed. The president probably won't be able to eat or sleep for days and nights."

The Home Secretary made a brief comment first, and then he frowned and said, "But our problem is that when this happened, it might be to deal with those Hydra undercover agents who were hiding in the dark. SHIELD Most of the information about Hydra in the Bureau was removed from the security mode by an agent code-named Black Widow, and all of them were exposed on the Internet... Although her purpose is to destroy Hydra, some of the information... ..."

He gently pointed at the document with his finger: "Although the United States responded quickly and intercepted part of the leaked information, some information was still circulated... Others who were clearly identified as agents have quickly evacuated my country, or hide it in another way, but this one of the special abilities...Daniel Black, I think you need to pay attention."

However, McCoff did not open that document.

"I don't need to see this."

He said calmly: "I know more about Daniel Blake than this document. In fact, I had communication with Nick Fury before transferring him to the UK."

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"How amazing!"

Fudge smiled maliciously and said, "Muggles are such whimsical creatures. They actually want to create powerful wizards."

'Create this word' made all the wizards present look a little bit bad.

"Alpha de Black is really a wizard. He was plotted against by Muggles so easily. By the way, there is also your mother. What is your mother? An Italian witch who can cast flames?"

Fudge said in a mocking tone, "It's really unheard of, unfortunately, artificially synthesized products... By the way, do Muggles call this artificial synthesis? I only learned this word after watching TV..."

He laughed, as if he felt that he had told a joke, and said it very funny: "Muggle's idea is still good, at least he values ​​blood. It's a pity, Mr. Black, you don't seem to be very up-to-date. It will definitely give birth to another strong person, and it may also give birth to a waste that is nothing."

"You're wrong." Daniel was expressionless the whole time under everyone's shocked gaze.

But when Fudge said this, he raised his eyes and replied calmly: "Although I did not fully inherit the abilities of both parents. But at least, I am definitely better than you, the waste of waste. If you don't believe me, you can try it, it is more than enough to beat you.

"Stop bluffing." Fudge said with a sneer, "You can cast spells several times a day. The information said that when you were 11 years old, you could only use one spell a day. Why? Have you made any progress now?"

"You can fight yourself, come and try." Daniel replied coldly.

Fudge looked at him suspiciously, however, timid nature prevailed.

Instead of responding to Daniel's challenge, he pretended not to hear and continued: "Don't change the subject, Mr. Black... Wait, I shouldn't call you that. Your father Alphard admits you don't? A synthetic son? Maybe You shouldn't be named Black at all, and the inheritance of the Black family has nothing to do with you... So, I'd better call you Daniel."

Daniel didn't speak, he didn't want to see Sirius' expression at this moment.

Although he has a clear conscience.

"A guy from the United States, I don't know if he is a wizard, an agent, a spy with evil intentions? He sent a Muggle to play the role of the Dark Lord who has disappeared, and then blew up Azkaban and released those damn food Dead Apostles, disrupt the order of the entire wizarding world! Try to subvert the regime of the wizarding world, the Ministry of Magic! This is your purpose!"

"I have to say..." Daniel raised his blue eyes slightly, and said gently, "Fudge, Shakespeare should take you as his teacher when it comes to writing plays."

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"Captain America's experiment was too successful."

Nick Fury said solemnly, "But this has led to a very serious consequence. That is, it is difficult for us to control some ambitious people from conducting human experiments. It is not enough to have one super soldier, they want to create more But the serum experiments of super soldiers have always been difficult to achieve progress and success, either to create monsters, or the test subjects died in violence. Until they discovered that there was a kind of human named 'wizard' in Britain."

"They captured the wizard for experiment?" Mycroft asked calmly.

"Because we were very tight in our pursuit at the time, their experiment this time was much more tactful."

Nick Fury also said calmly: "There used to be a mafia family in Italy. They also had a special flame ability, but it has been lost. They want to try to create a child who can inherit the abilities of both parties, similar to that This is an ordinary test-tube baby... The child's parents didn't know about it at the time, and in the end, only one baby, Daniel, survived."

"They didn't make it," Mycroft said declaratively.

"Indeed." Nick Fury replied, "Sometimes, powers don't superimpose, and they may cancel each other out. Daniel has been like an ordinary person since he was born. If we didn't arrive in time, he might have been killed. It was disposed of as a waste product. Originally, we could find a foster family and let him grow up like a normal person, but when he was eight or nine years old, the first magical riot suddenly appeared."

"At that time, S.H.I.E.L.D. was short of manpower, technology was fine, and we didn't have any professionals in magic. But watching a child die, I have to admit that my heart was not hard enough at that time."

"It just so happened that I heard the news that his father, Alpha de Black, was expelled from his family and was wandering outside. We decided to try to get in touch with him."

"It's not contact, but I want to take the opportunity to attract the other party, or I also want to take the opportunity to study wizards?" Mycroft sneered, directly piercing the bald director's little thought.

"Yes, but you dare say that if it were you, you wouldn't be curious, that's magic!" Nick Fury replied frankly.

Then, he sighed and said, "But I have to say that Daniel's father is really a very respectable father... When we told him that he had such a son, he not only didn't feel disgusted or scared, but instead Very happy. He came to the United States happily, and then politely rejected our invitation. But probably to avoid trouble, he agreed to do a favor once in a while for Daniel, draw some blood, do some innocuous experiments and so on ...Then, I went to raise my son wholeheartedly."

"Where's the child's mother?"

"That tough-tempered lady already has her own happy family, and she doesn't care much about this child." Nick Fury replied, "However, she also promised that if necessary, she is willing to check the information inherited from the old house , to help indirectly or something."

"It's good." Mycroft said, "There is one less tragic story in this world, and a child can grow up healthily."

"Yes, Daniel was raised very well by Alphard. At first I sent some people to monitor him, but everyone fell in love with him."

Nick Fury suddenly laughed, "You can't imagine it! Although he didn't inherit the special ability from his mother, he seems to have inherited the unique affinity of that family. When he wants to get along with others and make others like him It's always easier than others. He can always attract people with different personalities and make them get along well. So, when he was young, his pockets were always filled with all kinds of people Tang, before changing teeth, there were several decayed teeth..."

Mycroft subconsciously covered his right cheek, as if he also felt the power of the tooth decay: "It's terrible."

"But even though he has such talent, his magic power is slowly increasing with age...Of course, his innate limitations prevent him from becoming a powerful wizard in the future. But with magic power in his body, he is different from ordinary people But for some reason, he always felt that he was useless."

Nick Fury frowned and added: "After he grew up a little bit, I also tried to recruit him, but was rejected. He seems to have low self-esteem, thinking that he is very ordinary and cannot become a big man... this It's so strange, when every child was young, he thought he was the king of the world, but he was the only one who felt that he was as ordinary as a stone on the side of the road and could be seen everywhere."

"This should have nothing to do with family factors. Alphard has always been a good father, almost doting on him. Of course, Daniel is also a good boy. But he seems to have been rejected by someone, or by the whole world. Subconsciously I feel that I can't do anything, no matter how I comfort him, he is stubborn."

"Interesting psychological case." Mycroft commented simply.

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"Mycroft, what do you mean by all this?" asked the Home Secretary.

"It means that he has the potential to grow into a bond of cooperation between the British and American supernatural worlds." Mycroft replied, "I have high hopes for him."

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"Stop your sophistry!" snapped Fudge.

"Interesting."

Daniel answered coldly.

Then, he happened to look in Moriarty's direction unconsciously.

The black-eyed little devil gave him an innocent look, and a mouth: 'Who would believe you? '

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"But who would believe him? Someone who might be an American spy?"

The Secretary of the Interior said seriously: "You'd better think about it carefully, maybe Nick Fury lied to you, he is just an undercover agent sent by the United States."

"I trust him!"

Mycroft stood up, supported the table with his hands, and said to the Secretary of the Interior forcefully and solemnly: "He is my subordinate, sir."

"I shall be responsible for all his actions."

The author has something to say: The strength of this chapter is behind the blame, if there are bugs, please report them quickly, and I will hurry up to modify them.

To friends who have never watched the plot of American Team 2, you can ignore the plot, as long as you know: there are many Hydra spies in SHIELD, and Black Widow then released the information of SHIELD on the Internet to expose Hydra.S.H.I.E.L.D. was forced to disband and go underground.

To friends who have watched the plot of American Team 2, some of the settings here are based on the plot, and some of them are made up by themselves, so there is no need to go too far.

I must hurry up and finish the British volume. Recently, everyone is getting tired of this plot...cover your face.

By the way, the matrilineal side is purely soy sauce, please ignore it!

In this chapter, I changed the way of writing a cross, I hope it will not look awkward.

PS. The first volume is the British volume, the second volume is the American volume, and the third volume is to be determined. Maybe there is or not.

However, I am not sure that I can write well all the time, but there is one point, the emotional line is not in my consideration for the time being, let it be.