[HP] Magic didn't give up on you

Slytherin's golden locket lies quietly on the table in the headmaster's office at Hogwarts, waiting for people to crack its secrets.Naturally, only the fake made by Regulus remained in the cave where it was originally stored - there was a note that showed great courage in it. If Voldemort really saw the note one day, it would be hard to imagine waiting for Regulus. what will it be.

However, in the early morning two days after Christmas, a small group of people came here with a clear goal.They know that the locket here is no longer the original version, and the locket is not important to them. Looking at the same thing from different angles, they often see very different things.

"I don't understand." Panting heavily, Nelson Mullen, wearing a life jacket, swam with difficulty and embarrassment from the sea into the crevices of the black rocks. When he was pulled up by his companions, he appeared to be in a very bad mood and kept saying bad things. complain.

"Are wizards mice?" he said angrily, wiping the seawater from his hair vigorously, "In such a remote and hard-to-find place, it's like a gap in the world—isn't this gap created by magic? "

This sentence seemed to remind him, and he immediately became vigilant, couldn't help moving, and leaned towards his companions.

"This is a naturally formed cave, Nelson, I think." His companion, Jack Becky, who was an excellent student in geography, carefully looked around and said cautiously, "My geography knowledge reserves tell me so , but I'm not entirely sure. Magic has its magic, doesn't it? If it was built with magic, I suspect we might not be able to get in. They like to use some Muggle expulsion in their works curse or something."

Who knows if there are any here, it is impossible to say.Nelson grunted. Beside Jack, Abraham Milton sighed heavily and frowned.

"I can't say which is worse," he said irritably, "the wizard has transformed a cave right under our noses, or created a cave... This is not some remote little place, this is so close to London! "

"Things that cannot be changed can only be accepted." Unlike Abraham Milton, who was born in the Metropolitan Police Department, Jack Becky from MI[-] looked much calmer, and his attention was still on the cave. He said calmly, "Don't always regard wizards as scourges. They are also British—although they are not under our management, they are all connected by blood."

"For some people who want to conquer and enslave you, this kind of thinking is really too optimistic." Nelson Mullen, a politician from the cabinet, said grumpily, and it was incredible that his political sense was so insensitive. will attack us—they are not as friendly to you as your wife is! Is your wife's brainwashing ability too strong?"

Jack Becky smiled and shrugged at him.

"No, my wife is different from Petunia's husband. Although she is a witch, in fact, her grades in school can only be said to be so-so... At home, using magic to tidy up the room sometimes makes a mess , the most proficient magic to use is to restore the original, to clean up the mess for myself. It is because of living with her that I feel that wizards are no different from us except for the magical magic. My wife has not been to the wizarding world for a long time. , I dare not order things with owls, for fear that some Death Eaters will intercept the news and find her who has lived in the Muggle world for a long time. It is said that those people think that people like my wife are self-willed and depraved, and if they are found out, they will be severely punished ... Wizards are also afraid of war, and no one can override life and death."

"Well, I feel better after hearing you say that." Nelson Mullen muttered, "If wizards are all like Eli Smith, then it's really..."

"That's really worth a sigh of relief. If that's the case, we won't have to wait and talk with the Ministry of Magic. No one will think about invading us. Everyone can live together on British soil and develop peacefully." Petunia The voice came, and Nelson, Jack, and Abraham stopped talking and looked at her together with concern in their eyes.

"Be careful, be careful," Nelson said hastily, "Don't worry—have a little awareness of being pregnant, Petunia."

"It's okay, Nelson, don't be surprised all the time. My job doesn't allow me to take maternity leave. There's a war going on here." Petunia floated on the water, holding on to the surrounding rock walls carefully, walking smoothly over here.

Her belly has not yet appeared, her long hair is still tied neatly behind her head, and she is wearing a black double-breasted long trench coat like them. She looks as capable and resolute as ever, just like every scene where she appears in the docking in person, as if this is just Another ordinary day at work for her.

Behind her, her husband, wand in hand, was watching her closely, walking slowly with her, and all was well.

"The magic items I use are all specially made for me by Eli over the years. Due to the Wizarding Secrecy Act, these items have never been mass-produced. I'm sorry, but I asked you to follow along. The journey is really exhausting."

Petunia apologized to them first, which made the three men unable to complain anymore, and immediately waved their hands and said it's okay, it's always unavoidable for work-but to be honest, her body was dry, which made her feel uncomfortable after ten hours of soaking. The three gentlemen in the icy waters of February couldn't help feeling envious.

"I can use a drying charm with your permission," Eli said, taking the conversation from Petunia's side, nodding politely and apologetically at them.

I have to say that he is really a person who is easy to like, even if he knows that he is a wizard with dangerous force value, and he is not an unknown little character in the magic world, but he is a gentle and polite gentleman It's really hard to say no.

The three of them looked at each other, and they all accepted his proposal. After half a minute, they continued to set off warm and dry, and their mood became much better.

It's a pity that since their destination is here, this kind of good mood is destined to be short-lived.After they stood in front of the rock wall and watched Eli cut his arm to open the rock wall, everyone's faces turned blue uncontrollably, as if a hand had tightly gripped their stomachs, causing the whole stomach to follow. There was a burst of tightness.

And when they walked into the cave and came to the seemingly calm lake, and looked at the ghost corpses with white pupils that broke out of the lake following Eli's waving of the wand... Nelson Mullen couldn't bear it any longer. Unable to stop, he rushed to the side and vomited, almost vomiting up the acid in his stomach.

Help, he's just an average cabinet politician!Shouldn't his work be all done at the negotiating table?Nelson's mind was in a mess, and he collapsed for a while. Finally, he regained his senses and reluctantly returned to his companions by the lake, feeling terrified, trying not to sweep his sight over the churning lake and the swollen corpses that kept emerging.

"You brought your pregnant wife to a place like this?!" he asked Eli, incredulous. "By God! Both your wife and your unborn child will have nightmares—"

"I don't think I brought her here, Mr. Mullen." Eli withdrew his gaze from Petunia, turned to look at him, and the worry in his eyes couldn't be hidden at this moment.But he breathed silently, and still said calmly, "It was her sense of responsibility and mission that brought her here, sir. As her husband and her companion, all I can do is do my best to protect this place." The safety of this difficult journey. In fact, not only her, but also you - I understand that not all wizards are trustworthy, but here, at this moment, whether you trust me or not, I will do everything I promise, don't Don’t worry, this is also my responsibility and mission.”

Nelson Mullen's face was still pale, but he looked at Eli, opened his mouth, and finally exhaled slowly.

"How did you meet Petunia?" he asked from the bottom of his heart. "I mean, two people who are so well matched—meeting at the right moment, getting to know each other, and coming together. How can there be such a perfect match?" things? Is this also magic?"

Eli smiled slightly.

"For luck, there is no systematic research in the magic world. We have potions that can increase luck. From this point of view, maybe it is indeed a kind of magic, but it has not been researched clearly." He said , "If this is the case, then perhaps we can say that magic has never given up on everyone, and does not distinguish between Muggles or wizards. Perhaps it should be so."

What a beautiful statement.Nelson sighed with emotion, watching Eli continue to use his magic wand to control the lake, and under Petunia's command, one corpse after another emerged from the water.

Petunia's face was pale, and this scene obviously wouldn't make anyone feel happy, but when each infernal corpse clearly emerged, she would take a deep and serious look, and then turn to the side. Former MI[-] agent Jack Becky.

"Do you recognize it?" She confirmed over and over again, "Is it a missing person on our register?"

There are some that Jack Becky recognizes, and at this time, former Metropolitan Police Inspector Abraham Milton will record them and close a missing family member case that the family has been searching for to no avail.There are hundreds of corpses in this lake. Eli searched every area, but he is not sure if there are any repetitions or omissions. There is a high probability that there are, and more have already become skeletons. There is no possibility of identification after stirring it out.

Even so, by the time of his departure, Abraham Milton had recorded dozens of names.The whereabouts of this missing person list will be released after processing, the reason is simply classified as drowning.The families of these victims will not know that the death of their loved ones was not an accident, but a black wizard's reckless disregard of human life, and after that, even the corpses were not spared, and the souls were painfully imprisoned in this bone-strewn land. lake.

When they finally left the cave and stood in the bustling streets of London again, their expressions were not so good.The streets are filled with the festiveness and joy of the Christmas holiday, and no one knows what they just faced.

Several members of the special liaison team separated on the street and reported back to their respective higher-level organizations.Petunia took a deep breath and pinched the tip of her nose, still feeling uneasy.

"Every effort we make is to prevent more people from being forced to repeat the same mistakes." Penny said earnestly, the cold air condensed fine ice crystals on her eyelashes, which made her look even more awe-inspiring and determined, "We There will be more…”

"How about going to dinner next?" Eli said, holding her cheeks and helping her wipe the frost from her eyelashes. The two children may not think so. But their opinion is not important as to what to eat. So, what do you think, my dear?"

Petunia blinked and froze for a moment. At this moment, she felt that she was finally freed from a tense emotion, and the noisy sounds around her rushed towards her... She belatedly noticed that , this street smells of freshly baked croissants, two brisk Christmas songs are intertwined, and pedestrians pass by in twos and threes, with smiles on their faces.

She blinked again.

"Maybe it's your steak?" she said, laughing. "I suddenly have a craving."

"It's so easy to feed." Eli said, "My cooking skills are only average..."

They became like other pedestrians, with smiles on their faces, talking intimately, walking side by side through the busy streets, cuddling together, and walking towards their common home.

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