Chapter 264: Invisible Barrier, Taking Furong to North America
Bones' smile was complicated. There was ridicule for his own behavior, but more of it was laughter at the Ministry of Magic and Fudge.
The information that the Minister had strictly ordered to be kept secret appeared on the front page of the Daily Prophet the next day with the headline "Death Eaters Reappear! Peter Pettigrew Murdered!"
She took a quick look at the report. There weren't many detailed information, but the most accurate information was given: two Death Eaters killed Peter under the protection of the Aurors.
This alone was enough to make Fudge in the Minister's office furious.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Riddle." Bones sighed. "I've been busy all night at the Ministry of Magic, arranging people to search, and I haven't had time to read any newspapers."
"This time we urgently need to purchase equipment from you because the Aurors and strikers felt its practicality and necessity and strongly requested the Ministry of Magic to do so."
"What about the protective necklace?" Tom curled his lips. "That sounds pretty nice."
He didn't believe that the Ministry of Magic would be willing to spend a lot of money to equip the Aurors with such good equipment.
Hearing this, Bones became even more embarrassed. "Well...some people are worried. The Ministry of Magic will not only pay part of the money, but they will also pay part of it privately."
"Ms.
Bones, for your sake, I can sell you a batch of guardian necklaces.
However, these necklaces are extremely difficult to make.
Not only do they require a large amount of precious materials, but they are also labor-intensive and have a high probability of failure.
Naturally, the price won't be low.
Tom held out his palm, fingers spread wide. "Five thousand Galleons. If they agree, I'll take out my inventory. If they bargain, even for a Galleon, I won't sell it."
Bones was shocked by the high price. Her annual salary plus subsidies only amounted to this figure.
But considering the powerful defense of the guardian necklace and the apparition method for final escape, spending five thousand... is not unacceptable.
"I'll tell Fudge." Bones didn't rush to make a decision for others. "As for the other things..."
"Delivery will be in three days." Tom gave the time, and it happened that he was going to New York in three days.
Bones left and Tom returned to the lab to begin preparations.
He had quite a few spellproof cloaks and protective necklaces in stock, but he hadn't made many warning eyes. This thing was actually a bit useless, and any means the enemy had to counter tracking or hide their tracks would be ineffective.
For example, when Snape attacked, no warning was given until he made his move.
Of course, a more advanced Tom has been designed, but he is too lazy to do it and the price has to be renegotiated, so just use it as it is.
He has always used a batch, stored a batch, and researched a batch. The same is true for the guardian necklace. Currently, two versions are about to be updated, so the old ones can naturally be sold.
The next day, Bones came again, not only with a positive reply, but also with the money, a total of 57,000 Galleons, of which the Eye of Warning and the Curseproof Cloak were only worth 7,000 Galleons.
It's still easier to make money from the rich.
Tom sighed, he had already earned hundreds of thousands of dollars in just a few days of vacation, so five million was not a big deal.
But after thinking about it, he also understood that this was just a one-time deal, and there would be basically no follow-up after it was done. He still had to rely on other aspects to make big money.
Tom also readily handed the inventory to Bones, and without staying for too long, Bones left in a hurry.
This report in the Daily Prophet caused a big stir, causing many wizards to recall those horrific years.
You have to stay as far away from people wearing pointed hats as possible, and be careful when going home every day because you don't know if the person next to you is under the control of the Imperius Curse, casting a green spell on you while you are sleeping.
The Dark Mark was a nightmare that dared not be mentioned. Wherever the Dark Mark appeared, everyone within a ten-kilometer radius would flee frantically.
The fear has not actually been eliminated, it has only been forgotten. Now Peter Pettigrew reminds the public that the man's minions have not been completely eliminated.
The Ministry of Magic's mail room was once again overcrowded. Many people eagerly provided the Ministry with the whereabouts of suspicious persons, causing the Aurors and strikers to run around in a hurry. As a result, they found nothing and wasted manpower and resources.
The shops in Diagon Alley were deserted. It was the hottest summer now, and the little ones at Hogwarts were strictly forbidden from going out by their parents.
Now Fudge didn't care about attacking Crouch. The most important thing was to get through this difficult time first.
The first thing to do is to investigate those who are most suspicious - such as Lucius Malfoy, Nott, Little Avery and others. Although these people escaped punishment last time, they are smart people who understand the inside story.
Scrimgeour led the team and beat up these pure-bloods one by one, causing widespread complaints.
Under normal circumstances, Fudge would have tried his best to appease his financial backers, but now he couldn't care less and even deliberately let Scrimgeour scold them, so as not to cause trouble and affect his position.
At the same time, Fudge invited Dumbledore out, and Dumbledore readily agreed. He did not want Snape's revenge to cause turmoil in the wizarding world.
The effect was also significant. Since Dumbledore stayed in Diagon Alley for two days, the public's mood had stabilized a lot.
With Dumbledore around, the Death Eaters really weren't much of a threat.
Gradually, order was restored in various places, which made Fudge feel relieved, but also made him more wary of Dumbledore.
This old man's reputation is so high that if used well, it can consolidate his position. But what if Dumbledore wants to experience the life of the Minister of Magic one day?
Is he just going to sit and wait for death?
In a corner that Dumbledore didn't notice, an invisible rift had appeared between him and Fudge.
Tom ignored the outside commotion and handed the last batch of goods to Bones on the third day. It was time for him to prepare to set off.
"Be good and listen to Auntie at home. Don't lose your wand. I'll check your homework when you come back, okay?"
The only person who could make him worry so much was Daphne.
The little witch nodded first, then reluctantly took Tom's arm and said, "Can't you take me with you? I'll be very good."
Tom said helplessly, "I'm busy with work and don't have time to play with you. You don't know anyone there, and it would be so boring to be alone every day. Besides, what will happen to Astoria if you leave?"
"Then I'll go too?" Astoria's eyes flickered. "I'll take good care of you."
Although this sounded a little wrong, Daphne nodded repeatedly: "Yes, why don't you take us with you?"
"Please forgive me."
Tom surrendered: "I finally got home for the holidays, but before I'd even been home for a few days I packed up and took you all away. Isn't Auntie going to hate me to death?"
"Didn't we agree that when I come back I'll take you to France to see Teacher Nico?"
After finally coaxing the two sisters into submission and sending them back to Greengrass Manor, Tom had lunch at the Grangers' house, then had afternoon tea with Qiu at a tea restaurant before setting off for...France.
Tom has now pushed his time management to the limit. The reason why he did not take the Greengrass sisters or Hermione to North America is because he wants to take Fleur with him this time.
And he dared to bring Daphne and Astoria to Nico's house and was not afraid of starting the Shura Field [That's because Xiaodianfen Moti and Gabe were going to the Rateu Mountains to see the Outer Goddess.
Both sides were clearly arranged by him, and there was absolutely no risk of going to the rooftop.
When he arrived in France, Tom first went to Nico's house and handed over all the materials he had recently prepared to him.
Looking at the mountain of materials for making 'I Chat', Nico's heartbeat quickened. He turned to look at Tom: "Do you really want to tire me out quickly so you can inherit my inheritance?"
"Those who are capable should do more work." Tom smiled shyly. "I'm not asking you to make a certain number. It's entirely up to you. The more you make, the faster we can promote it."
"By the way, you'd better invent some auxiliary tools to let machines complete all the important mechanized steps of health care."
Alchemy does not have the possibility of complete automation, because each work actually requires the maker to inject his or her own "thoughts", similar to awakening the spirit, so that the work can be fully activated. This step cannot be completed by machines anyway.
However, fixed magic pattern engraving and paper splicing can be done on an assembly line to improve efficiency.
After hearing Tom's advice, Nico couldn't help but punch Tom with his modified fist. "...Leave everything to me, an old man. You're going to travel with your girlfriend?"
"I have other things to research," Tom complained. "That's called not wasting inspiration. You don't have much creative ability right now anyway, so who else should I give it to?"
"Oh?" Nico's eyes lit up: "What have you come up with?"
Tom told her what he had been busy with recently and nodded slightly.
"It will indeed be very convenient. You've passed this time."
The boy laughed and said, "Well, I'll go first. Furong is waiting for me at home."
"Go away quickly. I get annoyed when I see you."
Nicolas Flamel impatiently drove him away, but Tom didn't care. He went to the materials room to pick up some things, and then left the manor leisurely.
the next day.
Under Gabrielle's tearful gaze, Tom and Fleur boarded a plane to the United States and arrived at Craniotomy Airport after an eight-hour flight.
This is Furong's first time in North America, and she feels a sense of novelty.
But when they arrived at the city center, the girl frowned and covered her nose: "Is this really the most prosperous city for Muggles? How come it's so dirty and smelly?
Tom snapped his fingers, isolating the stench five meters away, and the girl dared to breathe normally.
"That's normal. Many big cities are so shiny and bright on the surface that no one pays attention to the dirt in the corners. Let alone here, the situation in those districts of Paris isn't much better than here, right?"
Furong nodded in approval.
The area after the 10th arrondissement of Paris has basically been occupied by blacks and Muslims, Furong complained to Tom.
She still remembered that those streets were clean and bright when she was a child.
She didn't know when it started to change.
Now she would never consider leaving the core area of the city.
"This is just the beginning..."
Tom listened to the girl reminiscing about the past, feeling resentful in his heart.
In a few decades you Germans will become a minority, and all of Gaul will be occupied by farm tools.
And the world-famous Seine River will also...
Eh~ I still don't want to think about it anymore. I'm making myself sick.
Tom quickly collected his wandering thoughts, took a step forward with Fleur, and appeared at Newt's door.
The iron door opened automatically and Tom walked straight in.
"Don't we have to wait for someone to open the door?" Furong asked in astonishment, "That's not good.
"It's okay, this is the permission given by Uncle Newt and Aunt Tina. They won't be happy if I come like a guest and have to wait at the door.
Furong felt relieved after hearing this.
After passing through the secluded path, they came to a villa surrounded by flowers. [Tom then rang the doorbell.
Soon, the door of the room was opened, and the young man smiled brightly and walked forward to hug the old lady:
"Aunt Tina, I miss you so much!"
Chapter 265: Queenie and Jacob, Be Good, Furong, Lie Down
"Aunt Tina." After Tom greeted her with a giggle, Furong said hello politely.
In terms of age, Tina was more than old enough to be his great-grandmother, but Tom's generational names were a bit confusing, so Furong had no choice but to follow suit.
Tina smiled and nodded. "Hello, Furong. Tom often mentions you on 'I Chat'. You're welcome to visit our home."
"No, you came here with this brat." Tina glared at Tom and said, "From now on, treat this place as your home. Don't be polite.
Tina didn't have any problem with Tom, but she suddenly felt helpless when she thought of this guy's rich emotional life.
There are fewer and fewer honest people like Newt.
Tom was a little confused after being glared at, but the best thing to do in this situation was to play dumb and let Tina lead the two into the room.
After Tina asked Furong about some basic information, she nodded secretly.
Although her bloodline is somewhat disadvantageous, her family conditions are okay. The Delacour family is a French family that has been passed down for three hundred years and has not declined yet. The most important thing is that the girl is very sensible and much more mature than her peers.
In fact, Tina's mentality reflects the mainstream of the wizarding world. They hold some prejudice against mixed-bloods, no matter what kind of mixed-blood they are. "Even a half-blood veela with outstanding appearance is a stain on the wizarding bloodline."
She approved of Fleur and Tom's relationship, but if they were ranked in order of seniority, Fleur definitely wouldn't be the oldest. Instead, Tina had a crush on Miss Greengrass, whom she had never met.
With both bloodline and identity, it will be of great help to Tom in the future.
Tom didn't know that Tina was already worrying about arranging seats for him in the future. He would definitely be amused and confused when he found out.
Daphne is almost spoiled by him now. She just acts like a spoiled brat all day long and doesn't act like an elder sister.
After chatting for a while, the two women became familiar with each other.
No matter what age they are, when women get together, they love to talk about gossip the most. What is the hottest gossip now? Of course, it is about Royce going to Sauron.
Tom and Fleur discussed the general situation. Royce and Soren were also wizards from North America, and both came from large families. Naturally, Tina had heard of them. The two of them became increasingly excited as they talked, and in the end, Tom couldn't help but join in.
"Aunt Tina, didn't Graves' 853 side make trouble with Caruso? This time it wasn't just a slap in the face, it was a direct step on him."
Tom was outrageous when he heard the news. I can understand that you don't like Frank. It's normal to cheat on someone after marriage. But what's the point of running off with Ross?
Originally, Ross didn't want to run far.
He thought it would be safe to stay in the UK.
At least the North American forces wouldn't be able to get close to him.
He just needed to resign and stay alive for a while.
But Tom still asked him to go away first.
This guy was too good at making trouble and it was a headache to watch him.
Let's change to Lupin next semester. At least he is an honest man and won't make trouble.
"Why didn't they make a scene?"
Tina glanced at the boy, then said excitedly, "Not only did they make a scene, they almost came to blows.
I heard that 20 to 30 wizards from both families drew their wands, and the Magical Congress sent dozens of people to mediate, which prevented a real fight.
Otherwise, at least a few would have been exposed and buried.
"However, the two families handed over their wands, went into a bedroom and talked for half an hour, and when they came out they were reconciled."
"Reconciled?" Furong's voice distorted with surprise: "How can they reconcile like this? Did they use the Imperius Curse?"
"Child, the Aurors of the Magical Congress are not fools." Tina patted Fleur's hand gently: "They have also done tests, and Graves is not under control.
"Soren Caruso's cousin is engaged to Frank. No, they're already married. There's also some insignificant monetary compensation. The most important thing is that Soren was kicked out of the Caruso family."
Tom nodded in understanding. "That's understandable."
Kick-out from the family is very effective in the wizarding world and is a very severe punishment. Even someone as unreasonable as Voldemort would accept it.
Sirius had openly opposed him back then, but the Black family had already kicked him out of the family. However, Voldemort did not vent his anger on the Black family, and even treated Sirius's younger brother as his confidant. Until now, he still believed that the other party was loyal.
No matter how angry the Graves family is, they will only cause trouble for Soran alone and will not implicate the entire Caruso family.
"What about the Wilkinsons? Are they just watching the show?" Tom thought of the Rolls family.
Tina shook her head: "Except for two Aurors working for the Ministry of Magic, all the other Wilkinsons have hidden themselves on the West Coast. Graves doesn't dare to take action against public officials, and the rest can't be found, so they can only sulk.
Tom clicked his tongue. As expected, this was a family that could produce someone like Laws. The whole family exuded a quirky aura...
After chatting about gossip, everyone was satisfied. Tina took Furong upstairs to tidy up the guest room, while Tom returned to his room to catch up on his sleep.
I didn't go downstairs until almost time for dinner in the afternoon.
Rolf was in England with his parents, and Uncle Newt was on his way back with the iron-eating beast. Now Tina was the only one at home, but during dinner, Tina called her sister and her family over.
This was the first time Tom met Queenie, a natural Legilimency master.
Like Tina, although time has eroded her beauty, her temperament has become more elegant. Compared to Tina's hot temper, Queenie is more sentimental and has a more delicate temperament.
"Aunt Queenie, Uncle Jacob." Tom and Fleur greeted them honestly, and by the way, he called Grindelwald out to meet his old friend.
Although there was a lot of grudge between them, this time Grindelwald did not use foul language like he did when he saw Newt. Instead, his expression was a little complicated.
He really valued Queenie's talent back then. Her ability to read people's minds was so terrifying that it could easily help him understand people's minds, identify traitors in the team, and distinguish the authenticity of intelligence.
Unfortunately... he was kidnapped by a Muggle.
Grindelwald looked at the fat old man and gritted his teeth.
Jacob is over a hundred years old this year.
If he were a normal Muggle, he would be almost dead even if he were still alive.
Fortunately, Jacob has taken a lot of tonics from the magical world over the years, and his physique is equivalent to that of a Muggle in his seventies or eighties.
He looks in good condition.
The two old men smiled and nodded. Jacob even winked at Tom: "The little guy is really handsome. He's almost as handsome as me when I was young."
Queenie mercilessly exposed: "My dear, you already had three highs when you were young. When I first recognized you, you were simply a cute ball.
"Honey, can't you give me some face in front of the children?" Jacob's face fell and wrinkles piled up.
"I'm just telling the truth. I like your cute look."
"Me too.
Tom and Furong looked at each other and saw the speechless look in each other's eyes.
What's the matter with being fed a mouthful of rations by two centenarians?
Fortunately, Queenie and Jacob were only being affectionate with each other out of habit and immediately restrained themselves so that neither of them would get too overwhelmed.
When Queenie saw Fleur's tall and slender figure, outstanding appearance and temperament, she seemed to see her former self and liked her more and more, nodding frequently.
"Good boy, good boy."
But after looking at Tom, she was slightly surprised. The uncontrolled Legilimency did not obtain any information this time, as if the ability had malfunctioned.
Tom blinked. "I told you I'm a natural brain defender. Do you believe me?"
Queenie laughed in silence.
It was hard for her to imagine how Newt could have such a good relationship with a little guy whose personality was completely opposite to his own, but it was indeed quite interesting.
Originally, mental spells were Tom's weak point. He relied purely on his high-level soul essence to support himself, and he did not conduct in-depth research and practice.
But everything changed after he got Mr. Ke's notes. Mental abilities are the most common abilities in the universe. After a simple study, Tom is now much stronger in both defensive and offensive mental spells, and he is not afraid of Queenie, a natural Legilimency master.
The meal was quite dull, just an ordinary family dinner.
They didn't talk about any major events in the wizarding world.
Most of the talk was about Queenie complaining about her disappointing younger generations.
Not only did they not inherit her Legilimency ability, but even their magical abilities were unsatisfactory.
It is difficult for Tina to say about this kind of thing. The strength of the wizard's offspring is related to their parents, but there are also examples of powerful wizards' offspring failing to live up to their expectations, otherwise the pure blood would not have declined.
Even her children... although they inherited Newt's talent in magical creatures, they did not inherit his advantages in fighting and were extremely stupid.
The two younger ones, Tom and Furong, ate in silence, only occasionally replying when they were mentioned. Finally, they sent Jacob and his wife to the door, ending today's party.
Late at night, Furong sneaked into Tom's room. The girl was wearing a silver silk nightgown, as soft and smooth as her skin.
Tom tightened the quilt tightly in fear: "Don't be like this, Furong, I'm still a child... No... You are also a child, wait a few more years."
"What are you thinking, you rascal!" Furong said angrily, her pretty face slightly red, but she still climbed onto the bed skillfully, snatched half of the quilt from her, and whispered, "I just don't like my bed. I can't sleep in my room, so I came to talk to you."
No, you recognize the bed, but isn't this my first time seeing this bed too?
Girl, you're not recognizing the bed, you're recognizing the person, right?
Tom wanted to complain, but he wisely pushed it back and considerately made way for Furong, allowing her to get next to him smoothly, and the two of them pressed tightly together.
"Aunt Queenie and Uncle Jacob have such a wonderful relationship." Furong said enviously, "It's really rare that they have lived together for seventy years and are still so loving.
"yes."
Tom nodded in agreement. "Queenie was just picking up food for Jacob, and you didn't help me."
"What the hell is this about focus? Besides, isn't that why I'm not helping you? Your fork is on my plate."
Furong couldn't help but complain, but suddenly she quieted down again. She looked up at Tom's perfect test, her long eyelashes trembling. "You say...will we be like this in the future?"
"Of course we will," Tom said confidently, "We will be more loving than they are.
"Just us?" Furong whispered.
Tom was a Muggle, but he still said, "Well... there is strength in numbers."
"You!" The girl was furious and twisted her hand. "Now that it's just the two of us, can't you say something nice to coax me?"
Tom shook his head repeatedly: "No, even though I'm a Slytherin, I'm an honest Hufflepuff when it comes to feelings. There's no point in lying to you. Besides, if I can lie to you this time, I can lie to you about something else next time."
Fleur was speechless after hearing what he said. Tom seemed to have always held this view and had never hidden the relationship between her, Daphne, and Hermione.
If Tom really lied to her just now, would she really be happy?
Furong found herself in a dead end. No matter what answer she got, she might not be satisfied. She got up in anger and sat on Tom, punching him with her fists.
"You're so mean!"
As they fought, their venting turned into flirting, and Tom discovered that the back of Fleur's nightgown was hollow, and her white and smooth back seemed to be glowing.
He finally couldn't bear it anymore.
As Fleur stared blankly, Tom scurried out of bed and began fiddling with his wand.
"What are you going to do?"
"Come on, lie down, I'll cup you."
Chapter 266: Tina's Abnormality, Is Soran's Target the Saint?
Tom got up very late the next day, mainly because he was addicted to cupping.
He was having fun, and Furong's eyes also turned red when she saw the red back. It was because the half-blooded veela could not transform, otherwise she would have turned into a banshee long ago.
Tom was kept in this state until almost dawn before he could go to bed.
Fortunately, Tina is not a rigid parent and doesn't care what time her children get up. As long as they get a good rest, that's all that matters.
"Should I take you to the diamond district today?" Tina asked during lunch.
The Diamond District is the "Diagon Alley" of New York. Tom and Newt have been there. The area inside is at least ten times that of Diagon Alley. It has not only commercial areas but also residential areas. It can be said to be a city composed entirely of wizards.
"No thanks." But Tom still shook his head. "I'm not going out today. Tomorrow I plan to take Fleur to some No-Maj attractions. There's no rush for the wizarding world. By the way, don't you have to go to work today?"
Tom was a little strange yesterday. It was a weekday, but Tina looked like she stayed at home all day.
After he asked, Tina's hand holding the fork froze for a moment, then she said nonchalantly, "I've been working for decades and now I'm bored, so I quit. I plan to help Newt take care of the animals at home, so I don't have anything to do."
"Indeed." Tom nodded in agreement and continued Tina's topic: "Those little guys gave me a lot of trouble [Uncle Newt raised ten little World Wish."
Tina smiled and said, "You are raising pets, so you take good care of them. Newt is just providing them with a learning environment. You can't over-care for them, otherwise they will lose their wildness.
The subsequent conversation did not mention the Magic Congress or work, but Tom kept it in mind.
With Tina's restless personality, how could she voluntarily resign when her energy allowed? Something must have happened in the meantime.
He originally wanted to get some information from Tina, but now he has given up the idea.
After dinner, Tom took Fleur into the small world.
Looking at the vast wilderness, rivers, mountains and polar regions, Xuan Guo was stunned for nearly a minute.
Fleur's behavior was normal. Anyone who came to Newt's little world for the first time would behave like this. Here, there are not only miracles of magic, but also the magnificence of life.
Taking out two flying brooms, Tom took the girl to wander around the small world slowly. There were many magical animals in the world that Furong had never seen in the textbooks.
An introduction.
When passing through a swamp, Tom discovered a new member. "A horned water snake? Uncle Newt even got this thing, and he told me not to mess around. It turns out he's the one who messed around the most."
"I finally understand why the French Ministry of Magic is so wary of Mr. Scamander." Fleur sighed, "If he brings his small world into the country and a riot breaks out, even if all the Ministry employees are mobilized, it won't be enough.
Along the way, we saw dozens of 5X-level magical beasts, which is equivalent to dozens of fire dragons.
Appearing on the streets of Paris with dozens of fire dragons?
It's chilling to think about it.
Finally, Tom also stopped by to see the Whomping Willow that he had asked Newt to plant. It was growing very well, on par with the ones at Hogwarts. He also collected some leaves and twigs before leaving the small world with Fleur.
Over the next two days, the two of them visited all the famous places in New York.
During this period, Tom also did something naughty and turned the torch in the Statue of Liberty's hand into ice cream, which immediately caused a sensation in the United States.
The Magic Congress knew that it must have been done by a wizard but could not find any clues at all, and was overwhelmed to deal with the trouble caused by Tom.
We've had enough fun, it's time to get down to business.
The day before Newt returned, Tom said to Fleur, "You stay with Aunt Tina today. I have a pleasure to visit Gringotts today.
The girl nodded and said, "You go ahead. I and Auntie will go to Aunt Queenie to learn how to make bread."
Tom kissed the girl's forehead, said goodbye to Tina, left Newt's house, and took a taxi to the agreed coffee shop.
Before going to Gringotts, he had to meet someone.
When the waiter brought the two iced American coffees Tom ordered, the person he was waiting for also arrived.
"boss!"
A tall, thin middle-aged man sat down opposite and drank half of the coffee that had just been served in one gulp.
Tom smiled slightly: "Long time no see, Ross."
"Huh...ha...feel good." Putting down his coffee, Ross grinned. "Not long, really. Exams and vacation combined, it's only been half a month."
The person who came was Laws who had taken the Polyjuice Potion.
This was Tom's idea. The most dangerous place is the safest place. Let Ross play a trick and take Soren back to New York.
Frank and Graves never dreamed that the person they wanted to catch was hiding under their noses. They were using their connections all over the world to find the two of them, but they didn't take any action in New York.
"Boss... I..." Just as Ross was about to say something, Tom interrupted him and took out a notebook.
"This is the reward I promised you. Grindelwald's Transfiguration technique has recently been improved. It is much less harmful to the human body and is almost no longer considered a dark magic."
"Also, Dumbledore asked me to give you a copy of 'My Chat', which also includes his code. You can add him later."
Ross accepted it with great joy. This was the spell he had wanted most. He said gratefully, "Thank you, boss. This will make hiding easier for me."
"Okay, go back and study slowly. If you have any questions, just ask me directly." Tom leaned back slightly in his chair. "You specifically asked me out, but you didn't even dare to tell me on my chat. Why is that?"
Mentioning this, Rolls immediately became serious.
"Sauron...there's something wrong with her."
"She cheated on you?" Tom perked up.
Ross was gloomy. "Can you please give me some hope? I'm sure the child is mine..."
Tom nodded: "I will research a magic to verify blood relationship later."
"You must teach me... No, I'm getting off topic."
Ross's eyelids twitched wildly, and he felt that Tom was sometimes even more out of tune than he was. "You guessed right at the beginning. Soren did follow me for other purposes. She wanted to do the same thing as us."
"Us." Tom was stunned: "Saints?"
"..."
Ross said cautiously, "She's been hinting at me more than once lately, hoping I'll take her to Germany to seek help from her mother clan. If they can't stop Graves, we can still contact old friends. You know who these old friends are."
"Isn't she a saint..." Tom nodded slowly: "So she doesn't love you, but you're still cheated on?"
Ross was about to collapse: "Can we not talk about this? Boss, let's talk about business!"
"Okay."
Tom smiled and said, "Just liven up the atmosphere. Don't be too nervous. After all, she's yours now. Tell me what you think first."
Ross's expression was even more conflicted. "To be honest, I only had a desire to be in and out with her. Especially after I knew she was plotting against me, I felt even less affection for her. But... she is pregnant with my child after all."
"The Wilkinson family has been declining in recent generations. I'm almost 30 and I just had a child. I can't give up this child."
Tom shook his head: "Am I the kind of heartless person? Even if Soren had problems, I wouldn't kill her for your sake, let alone touch your child.
Ross looked at Tom gratefully, then said firmly, "Please give me some more time. I will definitely be able to find out more information."
"No problem, but you have to be careful too."
Tom took out three protective necklaces, which were of higher quality than those handed over to the Ministry of Magic. He told Lao Qi their uses and asked him to keep them properly.
....*.....
The two were not only superiors and subordinates, but Tom also thought that Ross had a good character and was a smart man. Tom didn't mind giving his friend some face, and then said:
"Her brain is also protected by magic. I couldn't break through the defenses and explore her memories before, but now I'm much more confident. I'll be staying in North America until the end of July. If you don't get anything by then, I'll do it myself."
"It won't endanger her life, nor will it affect the child, but it will erase a part of her memory afterwards."
"Oh, by the way, I'll also explain to you the accountability from Rozier. It was me who agreed to your leaving, not you deserting your post. Don't worry."
Mr. Ke's notes arrived at the right time. Before at Hogwarts, Tom had discovered that Frank and Soran's brains were heavily protected. Even Legilimency and Veritaserum could not extract any information from them, so the anti-group had not taken any action.
But now...I can't stop him.
Seeing how thoughtful Tom was, Ross really wanted to kneel down and call him father on the spot.
His biggest concerns were his children and Vincent Rozier's anger.
Especially the latter, he has learned a lot about Wenda's methods from his mother's clan, so it is not easy to deal with him.
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With Tom's promise, Ross left the cafe with ease, but Tom did not leave. Instead, he slowly ate the dessert and thought about the current situation.
Things are getting increasingly chaotic in North America.
The vampires sent by Ilvermorny, the secrets of Soren and Frank, Tina's abnormality, and even... the Vore family where Cassandra is is not normal.
Cassandra had told him that their family had a very good relationship with Graves, and that they were related on many levels, so Graves might also be involved.
Tom couldn't understand what they were doing. In a country without a King of the Century, no matter how many conspiracies and tricks they used, they would not be able to affect the overall situation.
If you are ambitious, why don't you wait until Dumbledore dies before taking action?
Tom called Grindelwald and Andros out and explained the situation.
After listening to this, Andros yawned and said with disgust: "It's all a conspiracy. I used to hate people like this the most. I would just punch them to death.
"What's the rush?" Grindelwald said calmly, "Since they dare to take action, it means they have something to rely on. Even if it's something they think is a trump card, it must be interesting.
"Besides, the one carrying Albus is the one in front. Why did you let Tom be exposed so early?"
"Tom's most important task now is to complete his trials and build up his strength. As long as he's strong enough, all other schemes and tricks will be nothing more than clowns."
Andros and Tom both agreed with this.
Inside the study area, Andros patted him on the shoulder and said, "Old Ge, you finally spoke sensibly. But what you did back then was completely different from what you said. You're incredibly sinister."
"Nonsense." Grindelwald slapped his hand away speechlessly. "If Albus hadn't stopped me, do you believe I would have wiped out the entire Ministry of Magic in one day?"
"Doesn't this just prove that I'm not strong enough and have to resort to other methods?"
"Hahahaha, you are quite self-aware."
Tom put down his coffee cup and three Hamiltons and walked out of the cafe. "It all depends on how much Soren knows. I hope she's a key figure. It would be boring if she's just a small fry."
It is eleven o'clock in the morning and the streets of New York are very hot. Fortunately, the strong sunlight is blocked by the skyscrapers, so it is not burned into farm tools.
Tom came to the tallest building in the diamond land—Gringotts North American headquarters.
No, just last month, the global headquarters of Gringotts moved from Egypt to here, and it should now be the global headquarters.
Today he was going to negotiate a deal with the goblins. If successful, combined with the upcoming "I Chat" event, the trials in Shinan City and Garlon would basically be completed this year.
Chapter 267: Wizard Version of Bank Card, Ariana Overcomes Her Inner Demons!
"Hello Mr. Riddle, I'm Farmul, the head of the European region."
On the 38th floor of Gringotts headquarters, a goblin warmly welcomed Tom. It wasn't that the goblins in North America had good service attitudes, nor was it that Tom's fame and intimidation were so great that a regional manager would greet him with a smile.
It's purely a matter of money.
One thousand Galleons were given to the general manager of Gringotts in Diagon Alley, and the remaining three thousand Galleons were lying quietly on the floor.
These goblins are both easy and difficult to deal with. As long as you have money, everything will become much simpler.
Fortunately, Tom's trial mission is to earn five million. Whether he spends the money or not will not affect the progress of the mission. Otherwise, he will definitely get the "deposit" back after the task is completed.
"Famur, I'm here to discuss a business deal with you." Tom was in a relaxed posture, playing with a gold coin in his hand - not a Galleon, but a coin made of pure gold, and Famul's pulse also fluctuated up and down with it.
"What kind of business is it? How much money can you make?"
"Countless. If the profit was small, there's no need for me to go to the headquarters to find you. I could just talk directly to Biers (the manager of Gringotts in London)."
The young man leaned forward slightly, with a strong hint of temptation: "This is a great business that affects the whole world.
A greedy look flashed across Famur's eyes, but then turned into questioning.
He did know about Tom's fame. Now Tom is a celebrity all over the world, but making money has nothing to do with strength and fame. What is needed is the business acumen of the "620".
"Mr. Riddle, why don't you just say what you want to say? Our time is precious." Farmul said impatiently.
Tom placed a silver card on the desk. There were many patterns on the card, as well as the Riddle family emblem - a dragon head and a phoenix.
The dragon is in the shape of Rayquaza, and the phoenix is in the form of the phoenix in the mythology of the previous life.
The meaning is very simple. He, Tom Riddle, with the appearance of a dragon and a phoenix, and the appearance of the sun and the sky, is going to become the strongest carbon-based creature of this century.
"What is this?" Famul frowned, he couldn't see through the magic patterns on it.
Although fairy craftsmanship is very powerful, it is a separate discipline from wizard alchemy and has very little in common.
"Gringotts often deals with Muggle currency, so they should know about bank cards, right?"
"This is the bank card I designed specifically for Gringotts, along with the accompanying equipment.
With it, wizards no longer have to go through the tedious process of currency exchange, nor do they have to carry a bag of heavy metal coins everywhere they go.
With just a light swipe, the amount spent can be recorded and transmitted to Gringotts.
"After that, I only need to settle the bill with Gringotts once a month, which saves a lot of time and trouble."
This is much more troublesome than using a normal bank card, but it does conform to the mainstream perception of the wizarding world—Gringotts is only there to protect their vault and has no right to take anything from it.
If it becomes a real-time transfer, most wizards would rather not have this convenience than use a bank card.
If you want a more convenient way, Tom also designed a savings card. You can just pay the money to Gringotts first and then use it at your convenience.
The most important thing is...the savings card can be used anonymously and can be given as a gift.
Alas, this was the essence he learned in his previous life. Just relying on the gift card trick, he supported countless supermarkets and shopping malls.
After listening to Tom's introduction, Famul's eyes turned into the shape of Galleon.
He certainly knew how convenient and fast bank cards were in the Muggle world. Once they became popular, the business prosperity of the wizarding world would be raised to several levels. Although Gringotts was only a bank, they also made considerable investments in other areas.
Gringotts had considered developing a wizarding version of the bank card, but the technical difficulty lay in it, and after nearly a decade of research, they ultimately decided to give up.
I didn't expect that it was figured out by a little wizard who was still in school.
"Mr. Riddle, please name a price for this technology." Farmul said to Tom in a fiery tone: "Fifty thousand Galleons. As long as you agree, five Galleons will be deposited into your vault immediately."
Tom smiled faintly. "Don't waste my time, Farmul.
I'm not one of those ignorant wizards.
I'm a Muggle-born.
I understand the vampires' operations better than you do.
You think you can get rid of me with this little money? Do you believe I can use 50,000 Galleons to buy explosives to blow up your Gringotts?"
Famul's face was full of embarrassment. He wanted to fool people who didn't know the business, but he met his match.
However, if goblins only had this much shamelessness in order to make money, they would not have become notorious in the magical world.
Farmul immediately put on a smile again. "It's my fault, but business negotiations are nothing more than exploiting information and technological gaps to gain personal benefits. I believe Mr. Riddle understands this."
"Stop dwelling on those meaningless excuses." Tom shook his head. "My terms are simple: the equipment and bank card are free, and I'll take 80% of the 1% commission on every transaction."
"Eighty percent? That's too much!"
Farmul jumped off his chair in shock. "I can only give you 10% of my authority, no more than that. Even if you provide the bank cards and equipment for free, we still need to convince the merchants and cultivate wizards' usage habits. All of this requires upfront investment and costs."
Tom's expression remained unchanged, a faint smile plastered across his face. "But if successful, the benefits will be enormous and long-lasting.
Just think about how many Galleons flow around the world every day.
Even if it's only one or two percent, it would be a constant source of cash for Gringotts."
"The most important thing is... with a bank card, the flow of Galleons will only stay within Gringotts, and you won't have to endure the pain of countless people taking money out of the vault every day."
hiss!
Farmul gasped, his fear of Tom instantly rising several levels. This kid had grasped the weaknesses of all the goblins in Gringotts!
Making money is important, but the most important thing is to keep all the gold in Gringotts!
As long as the gold circulates in the vault forever, wizards nominally own the gold, but they actually control it. For goblins who regard treasures as their life, this is a more fatal temptation than making more money.
"As expected of Tom Riddle, the man who wrote 'The Pureblood Chronicles', he is truly knowledgeable."
Farmer praised Tom for a moment before continuing, "But the proportion you requested is still too high. Give me some time. I'll try my best to help you ensure the distribution of the main income."
Tom turned his right hand and a top hat appeared. Farmer's face changed slightly. Did the negotiation fall through?
The young man stood up and pushed the bank card on the table forward. "I will visit you again in seven days. You have seven days to think about it. Of course, you can also try to crack my technology."
"If I don't get the result I want after seven days, I'm sorry, but I will seek cooperation with Gringotts in Britain, France and other countries. After all, Cheng Kang understands the unity of you goblins.
After saying that, Tom smiled at the stunned Farmer and left the office.
The phrase "united like goblins" is considered a top-level joke in the wizarding world.
Throughout history, wizards have easily resolved many goblin rebellions by paying them off.
There was even one time when all three leaders were bribed, and the rebellion turned into an internal fight among the goblins due to uneven distribution of the spoils.
As long as Tom puts forward the conditions and gives up some appropriate benefits, there will definitely be many Gringotts branches and headquarters turning against him.
The bank card he designed not only used the magic password authentication and remote communication technology he was good at, but also the new gadgets he recently learned from Mr. Ke's notes.
If Nico takes action, it may be possible to crack it within a few years, but others, whether fairies or alchemists, will never be able to do it in this lifetime.
Technological monopoly is Tom's greatest confidence.
If he didn't want to complete the task as quickly as possible, he could have slowly built his own financial system and opened a bank.
But it doesn't really matter. The money the goblin earns, isn't that just for him to save?
Back at Newt's house, Tom accompanied Fleur to play with the horned water snake in the small world...
Although it is a 5X-level magical creature, the long-horned water snake is surprisingly docile. Of course, this is also because Usagi is watching it closely in the sky.
No matter what Tom and Furong did, he cooperated very well and even carried them around in the small world for a long time.
They didn't return to the villa until Furong was tired of playing.
Because of the trauma of the cupping incident, Furong no longer dared to sleep next to Tom. As soon as she lay down on the bed, Tom went into the study space.
"Ariana, are you ready?"
"Yes! I will definitely win this time!" Ariana waved her little fist confidently.
Soon, the area outside the meditation room was cleared and once again became the duel field for Ariana and Grindelwald.
It had been over half a year since Ariana first faced Grindelwald and challenged him to a duel. During that time, they had a small fight every three days and a large fight every five days, but with every ten exceptions, she had always ended in defeat.
Especially after Tom went on vacation, Grindelwald raised his level by another year, becoming the level of his fifth grade when he was young, very close to the age when he was fighting with Dumbledore.
Now it is even more difficult for Ariana to win, and she has been depressed for the past few days.
But today Tom was suddenly called in to be the referee, and he was full of confidence. Tom had guessed something.
"Ariana, come on."
Grindelwald smiled and pointed his wand at the girl: "Avada Kedavra!"
The green light was blinding, but no one present changed their expression at all. They were all used to it. Every time Grindelwald started with the Killing Curse out of mischief.
Ariana didn't even blink. She swept her wand and two steel puppets appeared on the ground. The spell dented the chest of one puppet, but did not penetrate its defense. Grindelwald's robe swirled and he disappeared on the spot. Then he appeared behind Ariana and shot two more spells.
With two clang sounds, the two puppets were the most loyal guardians, helping Ariana resist all attacks.
Andros looked at the girl waving her wand and controlling the puppets in the duel field with admiration: "I remember you said that your headmaster is also the best at Transfiguration spells. It seems that this is a specialty of the Dumbledore family."
"In just half a year, he's gone from a completely clueless newbie to an outstanding adult wizard. That's pretty impressive."
"What a pity." Tom sighed: "If Ariana were alive today, she would probably be the second most powerful person in the magic world."
The girl's talent is really very high, otherwise she wouldn't have the potential to be the King of the Century according to the system.
But the current level is not enough to defeat the evil Dark Lord.
After letting Ariana play for a few rounds, Grindelwald also became serious.
The power of his wand became more and more sharp.
The dazzling light cut through the air and hit the puppets with a clanging sound.
If Ariana had not been repairing them, the two puppets would have been torn to pieces long ago.
Using the Killing Curse against a deformed creature was the most foolish thing to do. Grindelwald pointed his wand at the ground, and a large amount of pungent sulfuric acid came out. Then he raised his wand gracefully, and a huge hammer fell from the sky.
The inertia combined with the weight of the hammer immediately smashed one puppet into pieces. The hammer then turned into several poisonous snakes, which wrapped around another puppet, restricting its movement and corroding it to pieces due to the surging sulfuric acid.
Ariana's best technique was broken, and the floor was covered with sulfuric acid, preventing her from continuing to perform transformation.
Normally by this time, Ariana would have given up.
But today, the little girl glared at Grindelwald fiercely, a dark aura rising from her body: "You stinky old man, you stole my brother and still bullied me, today I will tear you apart!"
The next second, Ariana's entire body exploded, and in its place, was an overwhelming black dew!
The sound of the wind turned into a roar, and the Obscurus, carrying a breath of pure destruction, rushed towards Grindelwald!
Tom showed a gloating smile on his face: "Old Ge is going to be in trouble..."
Chapter 268: System Upgrade, New Talent: The Power of Time!
Tom had never seen what other people's Obscurus looked like, but as an Obscurus himself, he knew very well what the Obscurus's power was related to.
The years of growth, the host wizard's talent and magic power are actually the only influencing factors.
Ariana is top notch in everything.
Her Obscurus was definitely the best-developed Obscurus, and coupled with the anger that had been suppressed for many years, he was almost in a state of madness.
Ariana no longer restrained the Obscurus, and even provided assistance.
The host and the Obscurus were in tune with each other, bursting out with even greater power, moving at such a high speed that it almost became a teleportation.
Just as Tom finished gloating, the black monster appeared in front of Grindelwald.
The transparent protective shield was being consumed crazily, forming a situation of confrontation between black and white, and a violent storm blew up in the learning space.
Snap!
Snap!
As Grindelwald looked at him in astonishment yet with a hint of relief, the white light shattered into pieces, silently breaking through the defense.
Endless black silk threads completely enveloped him, turning into a tornado that spun at high speed, and it took more than ten seconds before it stopped.
The black fog gathered, and Ariana reappeared, panting. Although exhausted, the girl's eyes were full of excitement. She looked up, found Tom, and immediately ran over and threw herself into his arms.
"Tom, I win!"
Tom used a head-patting move, rewarded the girl generously, and praised her, "Well, Ariana is the best. Isn't she just the Obscurus? Ultimately, she's just a force that can be exploited, you see..."
Under Ariana's shocked gaze, Tom released his Obscurus for the first time. A huge amount of dark matter enveloped the sky above the learning space. Compared with Ariana's Obscurus, it was more dense and more violent.
"To prevent you from overthinking it, I've never told you before that, in fact, when I summoned you, I also gained some of your talents. The silent one is the gift you gave me."
"Gift," Ariana murmured, then her eyes widened in horror. "Tom, your body will be corroded!"
"Don't worry, I've already solved the hidden danger." Tom smiled and said, "I cut off the channel through which Obscurus actively absorbed magic power to gain vitality. Unfortunately... if you were still alive, I could also help you recover."
"Nothing to regret."
Ariana breathed a sigh of relief when she heard that Tom wouldn't be affected by the Obscurus. Then she smiled brightly. "It's great now. I can always be with you, and the Obscurus can't affect me. It's so much better than before."
A ball of white light gathered in the distance, and Grindelwald reappeared in the study space, looking at the whole place with a smile.
Except for Tom, no one else in the learning space can kill. Just now, his soul just returned to his body, and he can re-enter after the pain subsides a little.
Grindelwald walked up to the three of them and said, "Congratulations, Ariana, you have completed your apprenticeship."
"Hmph!" The girl left Tom's arms and looked at Grindelwald with a haughty expression. "That's nothing! You'll have to continue to be my sparring partner until I can defeat you in your prime."
"No problem." Grindelwald agreed readily.
Several prompts appeared in Tom's mind.
[Gellert Grindelwald's approval rating reaches 100%, and the host gains a chance to extract a talent.]
[Ariana Dumbledore's approval rating has reached 100%, and the host has one chance to draw a talent.]
[Rewards being drawn... Congratulations to the host for obtaining the gift of the power of time (Grindelwald) and the gift of Antioch Peverell's Transfiguration (Dumbledore)]
[It has been detected that the approval rate of the three private teachers has reached 100%. The system meets the update requirements. This update will last for seven days. Please wait patiently.]
When the system's last prompt was completed, the learning space entered a state of time stagnation, and Tom's consciousness was forcibly removed.
"No, the update takes seven days?"
Shaking his head, Tom didn't expect the system to be so efficient. It was updated immediately after meeting the upgrade requirements, and it still took seven days.
He can't enter the study space for these seven days?
Tom tried it, and sure enough, the system informed him that the space was being upgraded, and there was a countdown for the upgrade.
He tried other functions again, and the extraordinary mode still worked, but the teaching by example didn't work.
Seven days is seven days. He is just looking forward to what changes will happen after the upgrade, but he will only know when the time comes.
Let's first look at the two talents awarded.
What Tom was most interested in was Grindelwald's power of time. After touching the reward, it was somewhat similar to gaining Merlin's magical perception. The world in his eyes changed again, and some intermittent fragments appeared before his eyes.
He would go to the bathroom in fifteen minutes and lie down to sleep half an hour later.
But then, the picture changed again. Fifteen minutes later, there was no change when he went to the bathroom, but then a branch appeared. He read until two o'clock before going to bed. There were more than a dozen possible similar changes until Tom felt groggy and stopped passively.
"Divination... prophecy... time?"
Rubbing his eyes, Tom ran straight to the bathroom to reserve a seat in advance, and then began to think about this newly acquired talent.
Grindelwald said that his ability was prophecy, a talent, not just divination magic.
This ability was uncontrollable from the beginning.
He could see many things happening, but he had no idea of the specific time and cause and effect.
He relied on his talent to know that the Elder Wand was in Gregorovitch's hands and successfully snatched it away.
As he grew stronger, his talent became controllable, and he could see more and more scenes.
But what he sees is only one possibility. The same thing may have hundreds or thousands of possibilities, which he needs to distinguish and analyze.
Trelawney's prediction is a constant, a high-probability event that is almost certain to happen.
Unless a variable like Tom intervenes, the outcome may change.
But the system clearly stated that the reward was the power of time, not some prophetic ability.
Did Grindelwald not notice the difference, or did he optimize it again?
Tom speculated that the second possibility was more likely because the talent Ariana rewarded was "Antioch Peverell's Transfiguration Talent."
This name will feel strange and familiar to many people. It took Tom a moment to recall that this is the name of the eldest of the three Death Brothers.
...The system will most likely perform a certain degree of optimization on talents with 100% recognition, but it will definitely not be as exaggerated as the Twelve Trials.
So... the Dumbledore family could also be descendants of the eldest Peverell, and they are relatives of Potter, as well as Slytherin. The Resurrection Stone is a Slytherin relic.
This is the second child's stuff.
After all this commotion, it turned out that this family was the one causing trouble in the entire British wizarding world.
I roughly sorted out my thoughts, and a quarter of an hour passed, and I solved my personal problem perfectly.
Well, that's pretty accurate.
Lying on the bed, Tom took out two books from the small world about the wizard's understanding and analysis of time. Tom had always kept his distance from the power of time. He always remembered a saying: those who play with time will eventually be played by time.
If you are not strong enough, it is best not to provoke these taboos.
But now I have to watch it. If I don't say I have to make good use of my time, at least I have to master the talent of time.
Suddenly, the young man laughed softly: "This confirms what I just saw."
the next day.
After getting up, Tom consciously activated his talent of the power of time. Five minutes later, just before Furong knocked on the door, he opened the door and let the still dazed girl in.
"How did you know I was going to knock?"
"I don't know, I just heard footsteps." Tom didn't explain, but made an excuse: "Hurry up and wash up, Grandpa Newt will be back soon.
"Well, my hairpins are here with you." Furong floated into the room and quickly found two butterfly hairpins, which were little gadgets she bought while shopping two days ago.
Today's breakfast was rye bread that Fleur made at Jacob's Bakery yesterday.
"How does it taste?" Furong asked with some anticipation.
She ate it herself and thought it was quite good, but she didn't know whether Tom would like it.
"It's pretty good." The boy nodded. "The aroma of the wheat has been fully brought out. It would have tasted even better if it were fresh out of the oven."
Tina was also very satisfied with Furong's performance yesterday. "Furong learns very quickly and will definitely be a great chef in the future. Queenie asked me to take her with her today.
The girl said happily: "Then I will make it for you tomorrow, it will definitely taste better than today.
"Let's do it together. You can teach me too."
"good."
Looking at the two little ones being so affectionate with each other, Tina felt a little jealous.
She remembered that she had put a lot of effort into making a delicious meal for Newt, and Newt really liked it, but Newt was not as good as Tom. He did not refuse Fleur's kindness, and even took the initiative to prepare breakfast together, giving her enough emotional value.
Newt hasn't gotten smart in the past few decades. The first thing he does every morning when he wakes up is go see the animals... [014808022 Filu 173120190]
As I was thinking, Tina bent the spoon in my hand...
After finishing the last piece of bread with onion soup, Tom suddenly smiled.
Back.
Newt had traveled all this way for him, crossing half the planet. Tom brought 173 Fleur to the door to greet his "financial sponsor."
Just two minutes after they left the house, the dusty old man Newt got out of a taxi and looked at Tom in confusion: "You weren't waiting for me here all morning, were you? Why did you bring Furong with you?"
Newt thought Tom was waiting for him here because he was so anxious to see the panda.
"No, Furong and I just came out. I guess you're almost here."
The three of them returned home, and Tina heated up another breakfast for Newt. After a few bites, Newt and Tom came to the small world.
He was just about to show off his gains when Tom stopped him.
"Don't worry, Panda. I just happen to have something else to ask you."
Newt started to have a headache: "What magical creature are you targeting this time?"
Tom's demands are getting more and more outrageous. Thunderbird, Basilisk, Iron-eating Beast. Will he ask for Qi Zhongba this time?
If you really wanted me to tell you earlier, I would have gone straight to my old friend and brought her offspring back with me.
"Not a magical creature."
Tom pointed above his head: "What happened to Tina? What happened in the Magic Congress that forced her to leave?
Newt was stunned for a moment, then he put on a rare serious expression. "Tom, this is an adult matter. We will take care of it. Don't worry."
"This is an adult matter, but it's also my matter."
Tom grinned, a smile that frightened Newt. "Someone's bullying us, and you're just going to let me watch?"
"If you don't tell me what happened, I'll go to the Magical Congress tomorrow and ask everyone. My Potions Professor gave me a lot of Veritaserum."
hold head high---!
Sensing his master's emotional fluctuations, Usagi, who was having fun in his small world, quickly flew over, with his dragon pupils erected, emitting a strong sense of oppression.
"Don't be impulsive!" Newt was terrified and quickly stepped back to block the exit: "Tom, calm down. It's just a political conflict. It's not that serious."
"Please tell me what the situation is first. I can make my own judgment." Tom was unmoved.
Newt sighed. The reason he didn't want to tell Tom about it was because he knew Tom was too straightforward. He would never suffer any injustice, nor would he allow his own people to suffer any injustice. He would definitely retaliate with the most violent means.
But now, in order to appease this little ancestor, I can only tell him the reason.