This Hogwarts isn't normal.

Forgetting the memory of magic for the only time in his life, only the "beautiful reality" after completing the transaction remains.

After casting the forget spell for the 19th time, Sam put down his wand and lowered his head as if he felt guilty.

"Sam-Sam-" Eric shouted more than a dozen times.

"Sorry, I was distracted for a while."

"They..."

"Don't worry, they will wake up after a nap."

Eric was completely relieved.

There is only one problem left, the most serious one.

"Dad~"

This shout made him shudder.

"Why are you looking at me? Go back to school!"

"Today is Sunday." Vincent got into an SUV,

"I also have a secret to share."

Eric followed him doubtfully, and soon after the door closed, he heard his unbelievable shout.

"What!?"

Just like he was quietly earning enough money to buy Bugatti, Vincent also quietly earned a large sum of money, and directly bought 7 board seats.

"The contract will not officially take effect until I reach adulthood. Not many people know about this."

Eric gave a thumbs up and patted his son's strong shoulders.

"You opened a store to sell cards, acquired a car factory to build supercars, and now you are a school director. You are ambitious."

Vincent blinked his eyes very obediently.

"Dad, I am Nicolas Flamel's apprentice. It is normal to build a car that can run, fly and dive.

"Run, fly and dive..." Eric's face turned black instantly.

"My good son, do I have to buy an aircraft factory and a shipyard?"

"It shouldn't be necessary. Just a few obsolete ones will be enough. ”

A qualified alchemist can achieve it in countless ways, but simply running or flying is soulless.

[To be honest, I have been using reading books to keep up with the latest updates, switching sources, and reading aloud with many voices, both Android and Apple are available.]

Those sophisticated and complex mechanical structures, and the amazing designs that make people admire...

The collision of magic and technology will definitely spark more brilliant sparks.

Eric doesn't know why magic circuits can replace circuit boards, but he believes that his son Vincent can do it.

"Dad, how much does it cost to acquire the Bugatti factory?"

"Don't worry about it, kid, I'll go to France when they wake up. "

The EB110GT launched by Bugatti under Romano Artioli has strong performance, but unfortunately the current number of orders is very small, and the factory has been in a state of loss.

It is rumored that he is very interested in Lotus cars under General Motors, maybe just need to offer a suitable price.

Dream?

The more money, the more dreams.

Vincent looked at Eric's outfit carefully.

Standard desert combat configuration, coupled with a machine gun and RPG...

I hope this Italian entrepreneur is not ignorant of his dignity.

When Eric opened the door and got out of the car, I always felt that there was something wrong with his eyes when he looked at me.

I didn't say it when I asked, and I changed the subject when I asked again.

"Forget it, you quickly deal with the munaiyin here and at home. If you can't deal with it, I still have a lot of big noises left."

Vincent carefully opened the trunk of the SUV, took a look and closed it instantly.

"No need, wizards' affairs must be solved with wizards' methods. "

He ran to Sam's side as if escaping, "Let's go back."

After the piercing sonic boom, the two and a "mummy" disappeared in the black and white vortex.

...

...

Wayne's house.

The Night Demon-Shay Yin Patel has a new partner.

Also tied up as a mummy, and also did not cry until he saw the coffin.

Vincent sat between the two of them, slowly pressing the orichalcum bullets into the magazine of the gun blade.

"I know you are paid to do things, and you messed up things."

"Huh--" the new guest looked disdainful, "Wayne, I shouldn't underestimate your Muggle father."

Patel's eyelids on the opposite side twitched wildly.

"Ka--" the magazine was buckled.

"You know," Vincent turned the gun blade in his hand, as if talking to himself:

"The hardest bone in the human body is the skull, followed by the ilium.

Ordinary bullets can penetrate the skull, and if you are lucky, they may not touch the brain. "

He raised the gun blade, "and the penetration of the mountain copper bullet is enough to pass through the typhoon in a straight line and make a hole in the transparent shell of Furakan."

The new guest who had not yet recovered from his injury always felt a dull pain in his eyebrows.

I'm afraid he hit his forehead.

"I can't use the wand, but I can use it."

The eyebrows pointed at by the gun seemed to hurt more.

"I only ask once." Vincent's index finger was on the trigger, "What's your name?"

"Dream Killer."

Patel took a deep breath.

"Bang——" The gun blade hit his forehead hard.

Vincent turned the blade upwards, "Do you want to try the sharpness of Mithril?"

"Widrig! Widrig Lake! "

Like admitted defeat.

The psychological pressure increased little by little, and emotions such as tension and anxiety were affecting judgment.

The 12-year-old child in front of him might really shoot.

Sam, who was sitting on the sofa in the distance, learned something again.

He looked at Yin Fulin, who was sitting on the other side and reading quietly, and was immediately afraid of Muggle psychology.

Only Freud's psychoanalysis, the remaining six schools will be even more terrifying.

"Auntie, did you teach Vincent these?"

Yin Fulin calmly turned to the next page, "No, he said his teacher taught him."

The old monster who has lived for more than 600 years, the little monster he taught is really perverted enough.

The new guest, Lai Ke, even confessed what he had done before, and he will never forget what happened today in his life.

"Mr. Lai Ke, thank you very much for your cooperation." Vincent pointed the gun blade at the opposite side,

"I have one last question.

Do you know him?"

Patel, whose heartbeat accelerated, shook his head slightly.

"Yes."

It's over.

"I don't know him!" He struggled to get up excitedly.

But no matter how hard he tried, the white cloth on his body never showed any signs of loosening.

Rick suddenly realized something and explained hurriedly,

"I know the Night Demon because before I took on this commission, the owner of the 'Half Girl' bar was looking for news about him everywhere."

"Half Girl?"

"A bar in Knockturn Alley, mainly for us wizards to exchange information, and..."

"What else?"

Although he was not pointed at by the gun blade, Rick still felt that his forehead that had been hit began to hurt again.

"Some extremely rare goods are sold, and the most popular ones are those Muggles with outstanding looks."

Vincent's index finger subconsciously exerted force.

The soul of Patel, who was pointed at, was about to float out.

Almost, just a little bit.

"Damn it!" Sam stood up and pinched Rick's neck, "Do you know that this is a serious violation of the Statute of Secrecy!"

"No-we-didn't-"

Yin Fulin closed the book.

Where there is light, there is darkness.

She knew very well what would happen to the boys and girls who were treated as commodities by wizards.

The best ending is death, but in the magical world, death is just a luxury.

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