[Comprehensive British and American] Justice Passerby

As if the hook on the navel was suddenly loosened, Freya couldn't help shaking when she landed.

Harry helped her in a very gentlemanly way, and said, "Be careful."

"Thank you." Freya nodded, and looked enviously at Diana, who seemed to be very used to it, "I don't want to see the Portkey again, never again. This is more terrifying than the experience of the extremely fast flight at the space station."

"The portkey for international calls is really uncomfortable," Harry said sympathetically.

They walked out of the gate of the Magic Congress of America's teleportation room, and immediately two wizards in sweaters and trousers came up to greet them.The wizards held the detectors that they often see during security checks, and tested the three people.

The detector starts beeping loudly.

"Have you brought magic props?" One of the tall wizards said to the leader Harry with a straight face, "Please show your wand."

Harry tapped the tip of his wand on the immigration recorder, and the eyes of the bald eagle-shaped recorder flashed green several times, and then he called out——

"Twelve past seven, from the British Ministry of Magic, Harry Potter."

The border control wizard's expression immediately softened.

"If you and your friends are carrying magic items, please show them." He said, and waved his wand again to create rows of golden words, "These are the list of magical animals and potions and herbs that must not be entered. If there is a tape, it must also be handed over to the Magic Congress for temporary storage."

"We don't have magic props on us." Harry frowned, "These two ladies are non-magical people, local residents."

"Whether local or not, Muggles are not allowed into the Magic Council, they will accept 'forget it', and you risk being prosecuted." Frontier wizard warned.

"The necessary guarantees," said Harry, "their magical entry guarantees were made by me, by Harry James Potter and by Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore. "

"Are you sure?" The other party asked formulaically.

"I confirm," said Harry.

His wand clicked, conjuring a note, a tear in the parchment, and speaking.

"I confirm." It was Dumbledore's voice.

The blue halo flashed, which meant that the oath had come into force—it promised that the other party would not do harm to wizards in the territory of the American magic community, otherwise the guarantor would bear the responsibility.

"Welcome." The wizard and his companion finally moved out of the way.

Three small entry certificates spit out from the mouth of the bald eagle, and the tall wizard took them off and pasted them on the record sheet suspended in the air.

"We have to investigate more carefully. If it wasn't for your and Dumbledore's guarantee, maybe we wouldn't be able to make a deal." After the procedure, he said shyly, "Too many wizards in Europe have come here recently. Last week, Auror Three suspicious individuals were caught here, one of whom turned out to be a Death Eater."

Harry nodded grimly.

They walked out of the teleportation room, and in front of them was an extremely spacious hall. The five-story Magic Congress building was clearly visible, and there were wizards hurrying on every floor opposite.

Harry took the negotiation documents that Hermione gave him, and went upstairs from the elevator on the left to the International Department of Magical Affairs to hand over.Diana waited on the spot with general interest, while Freya walked around the circular corridor, looking at the various images and introductions hanging on the wall.The Magic Council thoughtfully arranges these huge portraits in chronological order, and must give every wizard who enters the country the most shocking feeling.She circled half a circle and stopped in front of a portrait of a wizard.The wizard in the painting is well-dressed, calm and handsome, and he is sitting on a leather sofa with his hands open.

"Percival Graves, former Minister of Security for the Magical Congress," read the portrait.

On his left is a portrait of a female speaker with a headscarf and a solemn and majestic expression.

"Serafina Pickering, formerly the President of the Magical Congress of America, graduated from the Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Witchcraft, and made outstanding achievements during her tenure." This is her accompaniment.

But what caught Freya's full attention was that on these two huge portraits, apart from their own figures and the ordinary things in the background, there seemed to be a huge shadow drawn in the corner.

She moved closer, trying to identify what the moving black mist was, when suddenly a voice sounded, which startled her.

"It's cool to be silent, isn't it."

Freya turned around and saw Little Green looking at her with a new look.

"Are you a wizard?" There was a bit of surprise on that gloomy face, "but mom said you don't have any magical aura about you."

"It's just a coincidence," Freya said, "I came with a friend."

"What kind of friend can bring Muggles into the Magic Council," Little Green said suspiciously, "It has been more than a month since the Magic Council issued the highest martial law." Her eyes wandered around, as if trying to find out this magical friend look.

Just when Freya was about to speak, Little Green somehow became excited, his eyes brightened like a starry sky clearing away the dark clouds.

"It can't be Harry Potter," she said. "I hear the Savior is here today."

"You know him?" Freya asked.

"Are you kidding me?" said little Green, who looked much more lively now, but seemed a bit too lively. "Who doesn't know Harry Potter? Ginevra is the luckiest woman in the world."

"You like Harry Potter?"

"He's my idol! I have a complete set of Harry Potter picture books." Little Green said, looking Freya up and down, and blowing out her nose. "Don't think that you can get close to Harry and do whatever you want. Needless to say, Ginnifera like you is not competitive with other witches in the world. We will wait and see."

After saying this, she walked away arrogantly, leaving Freya and Diana who had just walked over looking at each other.

Freya's eyebrows almost flew to the ceiling.

"Do you think I'm old, Diana?" Freya asked.

"Don't say that," the Amazon managed to suppress a smile, "I think you're still a sweetheart most of the time."

"Did she really say that I'm uncompetitive?" Freya confirmed again, "Uncompetitive?"

"I don't think there's any prettier girl in the world than you," Diana assured her.

"Thank you," Freya said sincerely. "You've been a great help, honey."

When Harry came down the stairs a few minutes later, his two new friends stared at him strangely and paused for a few seconds on the stairs.

"It turns out that we have been dealing with a global wizard icon." Freya said suddenly.

Diana nodded sympathetically.

"What?" Harry asked, all he got was a smile.

The Savior made up his mind to ignore the fickle ideas of the ladies. "The documents have been handed over, and the werewolf will be transferred to the British Ministry of Magic in the near future. Didn't you say that you want to visit the person who can control the time? Let's go."

They walked out of the Magic Congress of America, as if they had passed through a membrane, and came to the busy street in an instant.

Harry blinked and asked Diana, "Do you know the way?"

"The location of the Holy of Holies is not known to ordinary people. The last time I went in, I was led by someone," Diana said, "But we can find a place to have a cup of coffee first, and wait for me to send a text message to someone who can lead the way. He is now working at the Holy of Holies in New York."

"Send it... wait," Freya said, "Send a text message?!"

"Did wizards impress you too much?" Diana smiled. "I have lived in Karma Taj for a few months. I dare say that the wifi signal there is stronger than at home. Although these wizards also study magic , but they are far more modern than wizards."

Freya sneaked a glance at Harry and found that he was pretending to look around.

After sitting in a coffee shop on the street for more than half an hour, a vintage car that looked a bit old stopped in front of them.There was a chubby man sitting in the driver's seat. If she hadn't known his identity in advance, Freya would have said that he looked a lot like the master fish killer in the Chinese restaurant downstairs.

"King." Diana greeted them after they got into the car.

The man squinted his eyes and looked in the rearview mirror: "Diana, how many years has it been? If it weren't for the fact that you would send messages to each other every time you changed numbers, I thought you would have forgotten us a long time ago."

"How could it be?" said the Amazon calmly.

"Still remembering the fact that Kama Taj came out to let you get the Eye of Agamotto at that time?" Old Wang saw through her at a glance, "You have to remember what Master Gu Yi said to you, we can't do it for personal gain/ To play with time."

Diana just smiled.

Lao Wang didn't speak again, but started the car at a too slow speed after greeting the other two.

"I've had two speeding tickets this month," he grumbled around a corner.

"You can think of a way." Diana said lazily.

"Never play with time for selfish desires." Lao Wang finished the sentence with a serious face and a proud face.But Freya heard him whispering behind him with sharp ears - "600 dollars, why don't they go to heaven."

The classic car stopped in an alley, Lao Wang parked the car in the bay, and everyone got out of the car.

"Where is the entrance?" Freya asked in surprise.

She gets the "don't be stupid" glance. "How is it possible, the entrance needs a mage to open it."

"Then why are you here?" She was puzzled.

"Because this is a blind spot for monitoring." Lao Wang said logically, his palms raised up, and he drew a circle in front of him.The rolling sparks emanated from his palm, getting bigger and bigger, and finally built a channel.On the other side of the passage is a high door.With the extension of the magic, the door suddenly opened, revealing the shocking scene behind.

Harry's eyes fluctuated.

The Sanctuary of New York is a bit dim, and everyone will turn their eyes to the window in front of them.It seems that all the light is concentrated in this area, and the huge circular arched windows seem real and unreal, dazzling and compelling.Freya stepped out of the circle and looked around, only to see simple patterns extending around, and strange magical props everywhere.

"I thought you would take me directly to her." After standing still, Diana said.

Old Wang's expression changed. "She has returned to the embrace of time."

"Mage Gu Yi passed away? Why didn't I hear any rumors?" Diana was shocked, "Mage Gu Yi was so accomplished that he died. Who is the Supreme Mage now?"

Lao Wang was about to speak when a voice suddenly interrupted him.

"it's me."

The person who spoke floated down from above, his head fluttering.He had a beard, with a little white on his sideburns, but his eyes were very sharp—it was Stephen Strange, who had been devastated by a series of events recently.

"The Ancient One has fallen." He fell to the ground and said, "I am the current supreme mage Stephen Strange, you can call me Dr. Strange."

"Doctor Strange." Freya couldn't help laughing, "Sounds like a powerful mage title."

Strange shrugged noncommittally.When they shook hands, the corner of his red cloak was like a claw of a small octopus, and he couldn't help touching Freya's arm. She touched the cloak in a friendly way, but she didn't expect the other party to entangle her hand. He tried his best to reach the hem of Diana's clothes, but ended up catching his master like a net.

The doctor who was still concave just now staggered a step.

He quickly stabilized his body without changing his expression.

"Snapped!"

He patted the cloak off as if he was patting something, and Doctor Strange took a step back and said, "I made you laugh."

Reluctantly removing the cloak, he rubbed his collar against his master's cheek as compensation.

"It's alive." Freya said in admiration, "Is everything in the wizarding world alive?"

"We are very different from wizards, and I myself can't talk to some idiots in the Magic Congress." Strange said, and he led a few people upstairs to a brighter place, "please sit down, my guest us."

Lao Wang followed them upstairs and went to the corner table to make tea for the guests.

"I'm sorry to hear the news of the death of Master Ancient One," Diana said after sitting down, "I met Master Ancient One when I was traveling, and her understanding of life inspired me a lot. I Knowing what the inheritance of the Supreme Mage is like most of the time, please forgive me."

"Thank you." Strange nodded, "Allow me to ask you why you are here."

"I wanted to ask her to confirm it, but since you are the current Supreme Mage, you must be very clear about this." Diana said bluntly, "Is the Eye of Agomotto still in your hands?"

Almost in an instant, a dazzling orange flame lit up from Strange's hand. This magical flame was like a spear, and also like a phoenix spreading its wings. On the tip of the spear, there was a mysterious pattern slowly flowing.

"Wait!" Old Wang shouted, but Strange's mana was obviously extremely powerful, and Freya felt the heat wave rushing towards her face in an instant.

The fire light touched the invisible barrier one foot in front of Diana, just like water hitting a rock, and the golden light spread on the barrier, forming a magnificent scene.

"Speak well, don't do anything." Old Wang complained, holding the teapot in his hand.

Spots of light spread out.

Diana nodded to Harry, who didn't even have time to draw out his own wand.

A swift, powerful body armor.

No sound and no staff.

Strange glanced at him and put his hands down. "Wizard? The level is good."

He then turned to Diana. "The old king brought you in, but it doesn't mean that you can pry into the privacy of magic casually. Who are you? Where did you get the news?"

"It seems that I guessed well." Diana sighed. "Too many things have happened recently. As I said just now, I was fortunate to have seen the ability of a mage and know the mystery of the Eye of Agamotto, so I speculated It's something wrong. I don't mean to offend, but this matter is too involved, and I'm afraid it will cause fluctuations in the world."

The Supreme Master looked at Old Wang, and seeing that he had no objection, he nodded briefly, "The timeline is messed up. I can detect that people who do not belong to this timeline appear in this timeline."

"So the Eye of Agamotto?"

Strange was silent for a while, then replied—"A few months ago, Wang and I went to explore the ancient ruins, where I lost the Eye of Agamotto."

"You what?" Freya doubted her ears.

"I lost the Eye of Agomotto," said Strange, without even moving an eyebrow, as if losing an Infinity Stone was as ordinary as losing a napkin.

"But..." Freya stammered, "That's, that's your supreme treasure, isn't it!"

"So this kind of thing is absolutely impossible." Strange finally frowned.

"But it just happened," Harry pointed out curtly.

"He doesn't mean that the gemstone can't be lost," Lao Wang explained later, "it's just that the probability of this happening is too small, so small that it's insignificant. It's as weird as waking up one day to find Strange shaved Like his beard."

The Sorcerer Supreme turned sharply and stared at him.

Lao Wang raised the teapot at him.

"Thanks." Strange said eccentrically.

"You're welcome." Lao Wang smiled lightly.

"Okay, the gem is lost, then what?" Diana interrupted them.

The Supreme Master sat back in his original position and pondered for a moment.

"After that, I tried my best and couldn't accurately sense its whereabouts," he said, "until the time axis was turbulent. At that time, I felt a strong sense of disobedience, and immediately knew that history had been changed."

"So Voldemort was indeed brought back," Harry concluded. "Is the timeline change reversible? If you can get the gem back, can you put back where it came from?"

"If I can get the gem back. I have only a very weak sense of the Eye of Agamotto." Strange said, "It's not on this continent, but in Europe. To be exact, in Eastern Europe."

"In Europe?" Harry raised his eyebrows. "Is there any way to identify the trace of the gem? I'll ask the Aurors to help find it."

"It's hard." Strange clasped his hands, they were slightly trembling, "You have no way of knowing its location. I plan to leave for Europe immediately, this time I have some chance of bringing the holy artifact back, but you One thing to keep in mind—before I found the Eye of Agamotto, any time corrections existed. Even after I found the gem, it was impossible to substantially correct this event, because the special abilities involved Too many, their abilities will affect each other, and the time correction will deviate from the original trajectory."

"That means we have to fight these ghosts," said Harry.

"But if the mastermind is not caught, all this can only solve the current crisis." Freya added.

"Take care of the immediate matter first," Strange said. "If someone wants to play tricks, he has to do it. Then we will know his purpose."

Freya disagreed, but she couldn't think of a better idea for a while.Now that they understand how it happened, there are only two final pieces of the puzzle missing: who and why.

"Please do as soon as possible," she said. "If possible, we'd better keep in touch."

The Supreme Sorcerer agreed.

He took out a stylish mobile phone from the pocket of his uniform. "Can any of you remember my number? Call me if you have any questions. I don't run Karma Taj's official Twitter."

Diana leaned over.

"I think owls are cool," Freya whispered to Harry as they counted numbers. "I like it."

"Next time I'll show you the double-sided mirror."

The savior made a final struggle.