Comprehensive HP on the Possibility of Dual Cultivation of Magic and Martial Arts

Mirkoda drew a fifteen-inch long and two-inch wide knife from the back of her waist, and put her backhand in front of her body.

"Little girl, you have a big heart! Even if you are good at cold weapons, you wouldn't use a kitchen knife to deal with us." Another man - John Doe sneered.

Merlin's voice suddenly sounded: "Kay! You promised me not to be impulsive! Also, where did you get that kitchen knife!"

"Tell old Josie for me, I've taken his butcher's knife away. Beast, it's not appropriate to use a weapon against people."

"Kay! Calm down, I know that incident will hit you hard!...Zizi" Mirkoda crushed the monitor again and threw it on the ground.

"I don't like people interfering!" Mirkoda warned the group of wizards behind her not to act rashly.

Under Dumbledore's stop, Voldemort could only swallow a lot of old stories he wanted to tell, and signaled the Death Eaters to stand by.The members of the Order of the Phoenix also watched the show peacefully.

"The information you have inquired is a bit incomplete! I don't just sit in an office." Mirkoda raised his knife and made a gesture.

"Yes! You still demolish the office!" Merlin's voice appeared again.

Milkoda rolled her eyes, "Merlin! Don't talk through my microphone!"

"If you don't crush the monitor again and again, I won't do this either! If you destroy office equipment again, I will deduct your salary!" Merlin babbled endlessly.

"Okay! Not next time!"

"You still want a next time!"

"Turn off the surveillance camera." Mirkoda interrupted him and ordered.

"What are you talking about! Turn off the monitoring! Are you crazy?" Merlin shouted from the microphone.

Mirkoda: "Should I break the monitor or you will turn it off. Choose one."

"Okay! I'll turn off the monitor, good luck."

"Have you bought personal accident insurance?" Mirkoda kindly suggested to the two people who were about to die.

John Doe sneered: "Are you still selling insurance part-time, little girl?"

"Nothing is just out of humanitarianism. The mercenaries come with more money. You are dead. What if your family has no financial resources?"

"...Don't worry about it!"

"Okay. Then... say goodbye!" Mirkoda waved to them.

"What do you mean? Uh..." The ten-headed shark and John Doe suddenly found a lot of blood splattered from their necks! "when……"

"When you didn't pay attention~ the reflex arc is really long~" Mirkoda slammed the knife back into the sheath. "Zu~ I have to buy a new knife, or I'll only have mashed potatoes and chickpeas for dinner lately." Old Josie held a grudge.

"Merlin!"

"What's up!"

"Solved. I'm going to apply for further leave."

"...well, I'll tell Arthur. When will you be back?"

"I saw my former classmates today, and I want to catch up on the past, maybe two or three days."

"Bring back the body, and then you can get out and play."

Turn off the equipment on the body, and search the corpse for monitoring or positioning.Fortunately, I was witty at the beginning.In addition to blowing up the garage, also blow up their laundry and equipment storage.It seems that these three people have been playing as savages to survive in the wild without any supplies for the past few days~

Mirkota picked up Sugar, who had been obediently standing beside Voldemort just now, using his clothes to claw his paws.

Voldemort: ...how is this dead cat as good as that dead cat named Martha.

Martha who has gone to heaven: My son, what the hell!come hit me~

Voldemort: ...

"Long time no see, everyone! Are you having a...student reunion?" Mirkoda tilted her head and looked at everyone with a smile.

Everyone trembled: ... She was smiling, why did she feel a killing intent!

In order to highlight the difference between himself and others, Voldemort mustered up the courage to say, "Of course not... woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!" Dumbledore quickly covered his mouth. "Of course it's the class reunion, isn't it?" Dumbledore threw the question to everyone behind him, no matter whether it was the Death Eaters or the Order of the Phoenix, they all nodded desperately.

A shadow flashed across Mirkoda's face: "Have a class reunion with a magic wand?" Do you think I'm a fool?

"Yeah, yeah!" Nodding his head.

"Heh~" Everyone trembled again.

Voldemort struggled to break free from Dumbledore's grasp, the old man had quite a strong hand!

"Mike!" Voldemort said, and Dumbledore stood aside nervously, afraid that he might say something he shouldn't have said. "Who did you date just now?"

"Psychiatrist, what's wrong?"

"Psychiatrist?" What the hell is that? "Male and female?"

"Girl, what's the matter?"

"It's okay, stay away from her."

"what?"

"Female hooligans are even more terrifying!"

Dumbledore, the Order of the Phoenix and the Death Eaters →__→: Is this still Tom/Dark Lord/lord?Was it transferred?

Mirkoda's face was full of black lines: "...Did you run out today without taking your medicine?"

Bellatrix immediately reprimanded her: "How can you talk to the master! Watch your attitude!"

"Ha! Is your injury healed?" Milkoda gave Bellatrix a sideways look.

"you!"

"Bella!" Voldemort quickly stopped, "Stand back!"

"lord!"

"Don't make me say it a second time!"

"Yes!" Bellatrix reluctantly stood behind Voldemort.

While Voldemort was speaking and berating Bellatrix, several people from the Death Eaters and the Order of the Phoenix slipped away.After pushing and shoving by several people, a representative was finally elected - Labastan Lestrange.

Labastan blushed and pointed at his fingers, and whispered to Mirkoda: "That... Idol, we are members of your support group... That... can I invite you, come, come, come, come... ..." Because of being too excited, Rabastan came endlessly, and the friends behind him couldn't stand it anymore.

One of the little friends, Marlene McKinnon from the Order of the Phoenix, pushed him away, "What a waste! Idol, we held a support group fellowship, and I hope you will come to participate."

"...Sorry? I didn't hear clearly, what are you talking about?" Mirkoda felt that she was hallucinating.

McKinnon kept making gestures: "That's right, it's the annual grand meeting of our official support group. It's a sorority meeting specially held on a certain day."

"Fellowship! Rabastan? Regulus? Ah~ Wilkes and Travers? My dear friends, I didn't know you betrayed me!" Voldemort squinted angrily. With red eyes, his fingers kept rubbing the tip of his wand, "You guys are getting involved with the Order of the Phoenix!" How does this make Mi Ke think of me?

The few people who were named quickly explained: "That... lord! You misunderstood. Not only us... no, but also... not right! We are just fans of the idol family support group." Can anyone do it for us? Prove our innocence!The more they explained, the more confused the four people looked to the others for help.

"Cough! Well, Tom, I can explain this." Dumbledore kindly focused his firepower on himself, "You must know that Mirkoda was very popular at school, so from the time she went to school until she graduated, We set up an official support group for her, so that it is convenient to buy all peripheral products about Milkoda at an internal price. In addition, there are still branch venues. For example, Hogwarts branch, Order of the Phoenix branch, magic part meeting ...and of course you Death Eaters have a chapter too."

Rabastan raised his hand: "I built it!" Then he was kicked aside by his sister-in-law.

"Death Eaters branch? There are others?" Voldemort looked at the four with a sneer, and then slapped the remaining Death Eaters fiercely with his knife-like eyes. "Who else is, stand up!"

The Death Eaters looked at each other hesitantly, and came out one after another.

Piers Thinknes walked to a position one meter away from members of the Death Eaters branch of Milkoda's support group, raised his hand and said, "Um... lord, I'm not from the Death Eaters branch, I'm from the magic department."

Everyone: "...It's roar~" A few more people came out and stood beside Thickness.

Voldemort watched as Lucius, besides the Lestranges, took a step and stood there hesitatingly, as if he wanted to go or not.

"Lucius, do you still need to hesitate?" Voldemort almost laughed angrily at his teasing subordinates.

"Um... lord, I belong to the magic section, but Sissy is from the women's branch. I don't know where to stand..." If Sissy finds out, she won't let me into the bedroom.

Mirkoda stood aside and watched confusedly: What kind of divine development is this?How did things go from gang fights to siding?

Dumbledore laughed at Voldemort, "Tom, you can't control people's hearts!"

"Shut up! Dumbledore." Voldemort looked angrily at these disobedient subordinates, "Why has no one ever told me that there is such a thing as a support group!"

The Death Eaters standing in piles looked at the sky and the earth, their eyes wandering, but they didn't look at Voldemort's face.

"Hmm... so, you gave me the previous dress?" Mirkoda interjected weakly.

All the fanboys and girls looked at her with pikapika eyes, and McKinnon asked happily: "Do you like idols?"

"It's beautiful, thank you." To be honest, Mirkoda really liked that starry sky dress. "Uh... when is the fraternity you're talking about?

"When do you have time? Everything is up to you." All the rice noodles pricked up their ears.

"Well... I'll rest tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, okay? Will it disrupt your plans or something?" Mirkoda thought for a while, and could drag Severus out as well, this guy is almost an otaku.

"Okay, idol! No problem, idol!" McKinnon assured. "We'll be back in a moment to prepare."

"Then I will trouble you." Mirkoda happily accepted the invitation.

Alice Longbottom took out a camera from her carry-on bag, "Aidou, the pose you drew the knife just now is so handsome. Can you pose again for me to take a picture?"

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"I want one too!"

"Me too!"

"I also want!"

"And I!"

In an instant, the rice noodles became noisy, and Dumbledore looked at the joyful crowd with relief, and said to the somewhat dumbfounded Voldemort, "With Milkoda around, we should not be able to fight. Ah~ Fortunately, tomorrow is the weekend, Otherwise, those people in the school will be mad if they can't participate in the fraternity. I have to notify them in advance." Speaking of Dumbledore, he summoned the Patronus and asked it to notify the professors in the school.Then I was about to squeeze into the crowd to sign up for a photo, but Voldemort grabbed the hem of his clothes. "Tom, don't make trouble, let go! It's too late!"

Voldemort blushed in a rare way, and looked away: "Cough! Help me get one too..."