[Comprehensive] I have ancestral shit shoveling skills

As the ancestor of the wizards, Merlin moved very quickly, or he had been doing this for a long time.

Within a few days, Phoebe got news from the double-sided mirror that many recipients of the Order of Merlin suddenly stood on the side of the Order of the Phoenix, and even a helping force emerged from the dark, and the two sides joined forces. Under this condition, the Death Eaters' range of activities was immediately restricted.

After chatting with Hermione, they exchanged information about the apocalypse they had recently found, and agreed that the "Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse" would be the first trouble to appear next.Originally, Phoebe wanted to turn to the Winchester brothers and the angel Cassidio for help, but the two brothers did not answer the phone at all, and the little angel seemed to have completely evaporated.

As the days went by, the little witch became crazier every day than the day before.

So if you have no idea what will happen to the world, and how to "save the world"!

In this regard, the superheroes who are often driven to the shelves will definitely say "hehe" in unison if they can hear it.

The only good thing is that at least one of the two things that troubled her has made progress: Although BAU was asked by its superiors to let go of the scene of the Kabbah case, they did not give up on the two suspects.They got results.One of the drivers was caught trying to move on to the next trading venue, and the BAU team managed to get him to give up on an underground smuggling route.

The content of this smuggling route includes magical animals, new weapons and the wreckage left by aliens. Unfortunately, the driver's authority limits him to only three or four connectors. If he wants to catch big fish, he needs more from the BAU team. Be patient, or have a superhero take over.S.H.I.E.L.D., which continued to pay attention to these cases, did immediately send someone to take over, while the Magic Congress was overwhelmed by the angel's affairs, and there was no official statement for the time being.

"According to what you said, these munitions are a combination of Chitauri technology and Earth technology. Can't we start from here?" Phoebe asked when contacting Red.

"After their defeat, corpses and remains of weapons were everywhere in a large area. S.H.I.E.L.D. said that it would be difficult to find results if they only checked from the aspect of contact. After all, there were Youtube and Twitter everywhere at that time. The display of Chitauri-related things." Reid replied annoyedly, "However, it takes a lot of resources to form a trading line, and we are starting with a lot of contacts."

"Wahd's side?"

"He has stayed at home for a month, but it seems that another force is also investigating the source of his strange beast. Garcia thinks it may be Batman, because she is very familiar with Batman's way of invading the Internet."

"Okay," so Phoebe had to say, "Okay."

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The days of checking information every day were ruined by a phone call from Grandpa Jacob.The jovial old gentleman called home, showed off his achievements in past races very "low-key", and then asked Phoebe in a way that was impossible to refuse, "Would you like to watch it?" He's coming back with another championship."

The finals of the Bake Off were held in Washington, D.C. and lasted three days.At this moment, Phoebe didn't want to move, but some force forced her to ask for leave from school the next day and set off for the special zone.

It's been a month since I haven't seen Jacob, and he seems to have gained weight again. When he bent down to hug Phoebe, he was still yelling "ouch, ouch". The little witch smelled a strong smell of bread and custard from him.When Jacob and Queenie came to visit when they were young, they always brought bread in the shape of small animals that they made themselves, and the sweet taste accompanied her growing up.

Therefore, when Jacob clenched his fist and said, "The champion must be mine, and I haven't lost it for so many years", Phoebe immediately gave two thumbs up to express his agreement.

After the bakers came to the stage, she and Grandma Queenie found a place to sit down, took out their mobile phone and flipped through the news, then opened the editing interface and sent a text message to Peter, who was also on his way to Washington.

【How are you getting ready? Can USAD win the final?They wouldn't have kicked you out of the team already, would they? 】

She got a reply almost immediately.

【In your dream. 】

Phoebe swallowed a smile that came to her lips, and instead snorted heavily at the phone screen.

Queenie leaned over and glanced.

"Pheebs, you know that Jacob and I have never been strict parents, okay?" she said ambiguously, "If you'd talk to me, I promise I'll keep it a secret for you and your little boyfriend."

"This is not my boyfriend," the little witch covered her forehead, "this is Peter."

This is Peter who has looked so awkward since he fell off his horse.

This is the Peter that Phoebe snorts every time he sees him go on bragging about Spider-Man.

"Peter? That's great," Queenie's expression became more cheerful. "If you and Peter are together, your grandpa Jacob will lose 300 dollars to me."

"..."

Marrying a superhero who saves the world on a daily basis might lead to an early death, Phoebe thought.I didn't realize why I was already thinking about whether to marry or not.

"So you've already discovered it?" Queenie seemed a little surprised.

"..."

So your old man has always known it? ? ? ? ?

Probably because Phoebe's expression was too black with a question mark, Queenie made a face. "I just thought it would be more interesting to leave it to you to find out. Well, I have to help Jacob, you are having fun here, some guys who were eliminated in the previous rounds are also here, although they don't make as much bread as your grandpa It’s delicious, but since it’s free, it’s okay to try it.”

After she left, Phoebe ate the bread cut into very small pieces with a full mind, and walked to the corner booth without knowing it, so she was ready to go to the bathroom.

As soon as I walked into the bathroom, I heard a voice before I went inside.

"Don't make a sound, little girl," said someone behind her, "don't make a sound."

There was something hard against her waist, and Phoebe instinctively wanted to look back.Unlike ordinary robbers, this one didn't try to stop her from looking back at all. Instead, he held his gun in a very aggressive pose.

Compared to the calm robber, the witch who just turned around felt her blood froze.

It's the weird guy in the red tights in the alley.

The murderer.

"What do you want? Money? Someone hired you to kill me?" she asked quickly.

"Are you from the world of "Harry Potter"?" Without answering a question, the strange man in tights scratched his head, "It's not right, without you, then you are from the world of "Harry Potter" fans of?"

"You know Harry?"

Could it be Harry's friend in the Muggle world?

"No, I don't know Harry Potter, but I know Harry Potter too," he said, giggling.

Phoebe took a step back. "who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am," said the guy in the red bodysuit, tilting his head. "It does matter that you are Phoebe Scamander. But you can call me Deadpool."

"Okay, Deadpool, what do you want."

"Someone wants to see you." His muzzle moved up and down in the air, as if he was dancing, "I got an order to send you there whole, and then I'll get paid for myself. So I need you to take care of yourself." Cooperate with me, sweetheart, you don't want to miss anything when you reach your destination, do you?"

"I don't want to go with you."

Phoebe recited the Flying Curse silently in her heart, but the gun just twirled around its owner's fingertips, and then submissively returned to Deadpool's hand.

This is impossible......

"Shh, shh, shh, magic," Deadpool put up a finger playfully, "Sweetheart, do you think I will kidnap a magician without preparing anything? I am a good mercenary who loves his job , the buyer posted the task, I completed the task, and miscalculated that this kind of thing would not happen to me."

Those were the last words Phoebe heard, and she fell into darkness.

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When she woke up again, Phoebe was already in a small dark room.

She silently recited "Fluorescent Flashes" in her heart, but only a small ray of light gathered.

The magic factor here is the same as that of Deadpool just now, it has been partially suppressed.She extended her power, and found that the concentration of magic factors in the air had not decreased, but the activity had decreased. The light nets emanating from around the room bound them like chains, making them all lazy. Willingness to respond to the spell.

She stood up—surprised that she wasn't restrained—and walked over to the emitters of these webs of light.The shape of the diffuser is like a round button, shining with a strange luster. It seems that the person who made it did not use magic, but some black technology.

A little florescent ball of light illuminated her face, and there was another surprised voice in the room: "Phoebe!"

"Sam?"

She turned around in surprise.

"They brought you too?" Sam came, a tall shadow in the darkness, "We were tracking a ghoul pretending to be our brother, and we were brought here. Cassidio made contact at one point us, but he couldn't locate it accurately, there is strong interference in this room."

The light in the room was very dark, and the thick curtains blocked most of the windows, leaving only an extremely small gap to let in some skylight, letting them know that it was still daytime.It seems that their captors simply dropped them on chairs and waited for them to wake up naturally.

"You have a brother?" Phoebe did her best to make the light a little brighter. "And why don't you two seem panicked at all?"

"It's a long story." Dean's voice was muffled.

"We ran into a prophet a while ago, and he was writing the Winchester Gospel—don't look at me that way, I know it sounds stupid, Phoebe." Sam folded his arms defensively. "This 'kidnapping' is mentioned in a book written by this prophet, but it's sort of a slip, so Dean and I knew we were going to be kidnapped, but didn't know who did it and how to get away."

"However, since there is still a plot to follow, at least the two of us will not die here. It is enough to know this." Dean said.

His voice was really muffled, as if it came from the ground.

Sam coughed heavily. "Dean, what are you doing?"

"I'm looking for monitors under the desks and chairs," Dean poked his head out from under the desk. "Isn't that what they do on TV? The bad guys tie you up in the room, put a tape recorder, and Everything you say in a state of panic is recorded."

Sam's eyes rolled to the back of his head. He couldn't bear to look at his mentally handicapped brother and began to explore the room.A few minutes later, at which button he pressed, Phoebe squinted as the curtains were suddenly pulled open.

"...My God," he murmured.

"What's wrong?" Phoebe walked over.

"I think I know where this is..." Sam kept pulling the curtains with both hands, staring at the rectangular pool outside the window and the pentagram-shaped building in the pool—

"We are in the Hall of Justice."