Chapter 285
Dumbledore lifts the head, the huge iron cylinder water tanks at the top of the abandoned factory were marked one after another by a huge force, which shows how violent destruction they have suffered not long ago.
The ground is scattered with metal round pipes. They lie in the mud after the heavy rain. Some round pipes are even bent to ninety degrees.
Dumbledore bent down and touched the traces of violence on the metal tube. The expression on his face was a bit solemn: "Alchemy and deformation..." He muttered to himself.
After a while, the broomsticks in the sky fell on the ground one after another, and the Ministry of Magic staff hurriedly walked in Dumbledore's direction. Headed by the current Ministry of Magic, Cornelius.Fudge.
"Merlin beard, what happened..."
Fudge looked at the huge scratches and the toppling buildings, and said in shock: "What is it? Did the dark wizards from abroad invade collectively?"
"Have you settled those muggles?"
Dumbledore straightened up and asked.
An Auror next to Fudge stood up: "Settle down. Many people were slightly injured and several were seriously injured, but fortunately no one died."
Auror paused, and said with some confusion: "It's weird...that Thunderbird seems to be flying in a remote direction on purpose, away from the crowd. It seems to have been domesticated."
"Be domesticated. After all, someone really wants to plot against us." Cornelius. Fudge narrowed his eyes, "Go, find the guy who took Thunderbird away, and he must be arrested. This kind of person is never allowed to be impudent in Britain!"
The Aurors received the order, and they were nodded together and withdrew the wand. But at this moment, Dumbledore raised his hand and prevented those Auror from leaving: "Wait a minute."
Fudge looked at him in surprise: "What's the matter, Professor Dumbledore?"
"Nothing happened." Dumbledore said.
"Huh...?" Cornelius .Fudge would not respond for a while.
"I said, nothing happened!" Clean up this area, and then erase the muggle who witnessed the incident. Don't promote this. "
"But...but..."
Faced with the rare tough attitude of this kind old wizard, the current Ministry of Magic was embarrassed. He raised his hand and his eyes floated on his Auror. But his Auror could only look at him, waiting for his statement.
The atmosphere was a bit stiff for a while.
Dumbledore laughed, with a more gentle attitude: "Minister, the Quiddich World Cup is coming soon. Do you want the people in the Sports Department to be invisible to foreigners? This kind of panic-causing incident is better to be blocked. "
Fudge was relaxed, and immediately smiled: "Headmaster Dumbledore's words are reasonable, but I have not considered them properly. "
As he said, he scratched his head in wonder: "Then what should I do with this matter, if there is a huge and uncontrolled Thunderbird hidden in London..... "
"Leave this to me. "Dumbledore said decisively: "I believe that Professor Hogwarts has enough ability to deal with a magical creature. "
"Then really trouble Headmaster Dumbledore. "
Cornelius.Fudge smiled and said, his opponent made a color. The Auror nodded under his hand retreated.
It was not until Dumbledore Disapparation left that the muscles on Cornelius .Fudge's face Twitched.
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One month later.
London, Bar Street in Soho District, at night.
The air is filled with small clouds after cigarettes are lit. Under the neon shining, the crowds in small groups are swarming with clouds. There are many stickers in the phone booths on the street. Exquisite picture flyers are young girls and phone numbers.
In 1994, this was one of the most famous red light districts in Britain. Countless young British men would choose to relax here after work. One or two. Especially on weekends, almost all the people gathered here are handsome men and women. They are very eye-catching.
Usually, at this point in the night, the streets and alleys are full of men and women with distinctive costumes, luxury cars and people everywhere. The sound is loud. But today, compared to the past, it looks surprisingly quiet.
The eyes of the crowd are attracted by a woman.
She seems to be in "The Beautiful Legend of Sicily" , The widow Marina, who was infatuated by all the men in the city, caught everyone’s attention when she appeared.
That woman has a devilish, hot body, and a tall one-eight-five-meter tall. A big wave of golden curls exudes dazzling rays of light, and her slender thighs wear a goose and yellow mini skirt, showing the perfect body.
She carries a small bag and walks alone Walking on the feasting streets, it seems that it’s not a creature of this world.
You should know that most of the people who appear on the bar street at this point are in pairs. The men have their own wingmen, and the women bring them. Looking at her own sister.
The good-looking women are still alone, it is hard to imagine.
The men passing by have stopped and let their eyes grow, and even more boldly. She whistle.
And that woman will not refuse to come, as long as someone whistle to her, she will respond with a brilliant smile, the green eyes under the eyelids flashing to make the men. Crazy Qiubo, the oval face is covered with a light makeup, just the right eye shadow, and the watery red lips are very seductive.
A man plucked up the courage to come forward to strike up a conversation, but was away from that When the woman was more than one meter away, she was fainted and smirked and couldn't laugh at a word.
Some men even ignored the pinch of their female companions. The moment I saw that woman, I couldn’t move my eyes anymore, and followed her step by step.
Gradually , Behind the woman quietly gathered a group of men, and they followed the woman like puppets to a theater under neon lights.
"Don't let in?"
The blond woman turned her head and asked the two doormen in suits at the entrance of the theater.
One of the two doormen had a nosebleed, and the other had a soft leg, so he buckled the door latch to prevent him from falling.
"It’s not good...sorry.... We, we have not yet...not reached the open point..." The doorman with no nosebleeds said with a hoarse This enchanting woman kept her sense in front of her.
"I and your boss are friends."
The woman said with a smile.
"I...our club...just changed...just changed boss..."
"He invited me Here," the blonde woman said.
"Yes...Is it?"
The door boy's face is already red and bleeding, he wants to see but dare not look, under the peculiar green eyes , He completely forgot any regulations, moved aside aside, and opened the door for the woman.
"Thank you."
The blonde woman said politely, and then the money entered the theater.
As soon as she entered the theater, the men following her and the two dizzy doormen shivered, like a power-off electric toy, standing motionless in place . After a while, they looked at each other in blank dismay, wondering what happened.
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In the theater, in the dressing room of the three-story box.
"Ah..."
Hoffa opened her mouth.
A young maid in a white dress next to him immediately bent over and fed a sliced pear into his mouth, and deliberately or unconsciously rubbed the murder weapon on the shoulder of the young upstart go.
Since a week ago, this young man bought the theater in full, she felt that this young man was a typical example of a stupid man with a lot of money. If he could be caught, then it must be nothing in the rest of her life. Worry, just lie down on the pile of money to have a baby...The maid dreamed about it romantically.
Hoffa didn't realize it. He chewed the pears and looked at the big mirror with two people and ten people wide in front of him. In the mirror was a strange boy.
It was a guy dressed like a black flamingo. He wore a flashy, tall black feather shawl on his shoulders. Under the shawl was a gorgeous white suit. He had refined gray hair with a back comb. He wears a red sunglasses covering half of his face, a silver Patek Philippe on his wrist, and a luxurious ring on every finger on the back of his hand.
He leaned on a wide scary white sofa, behind which stood a dozen respectful men and women. Some of them are holding elegant glass wine vessels with Coke with ice in them. Some people are combing his hair, while others are holding a large pile of watches and whispering quickly to report on work.
"Mr. Bach, the CEO of Dunlop wants you to meet him. If you really want to invest in sports and fashion, it is best to make plans after the interview."
"No, why should I see him instead of him coming to see me!?" The gray-haired young man in the mirror said frantically: "Didn't I say to buy his stock, did you buy it?"
"You really want to buy it. That's a huge sum of hundreds of millions of pounds!" The secretary's hand was shaking a little.
"Buy, why not buy," Hoffa puts his legs in front of the mirror indifferently, "As long as I see it, buy them all."
"Yes." The man accepted Picking up his own file, and taking out another file from the bag, he stooped and said timidly: "Mr. Bach, Bill Gates of Microsoft...Mr. Bill Gates, rejected your suggestion."
"What?" The guy wearing a black flamingo jacket in the mirror was taken aback.
"He not only rejected what you developed...what...the next generation...the idea of a game console, but also spoke to you, and spoke insultingly. ......"
"He dare!!" The flamingo in the mirror became angry: "What did he say?"
"He said... . He said... He said he would not cooperate with a rich second generation who was waiting to die from an unknown source!"
"courting death, dare to look down on me!!! Ah... ..."
He slapped his thigh angrily, opened his mouth, and the maid beside him hurriedly bent down again and put a sliced apple in his mouth.
"Hmm..."
He smacking the lips chewing the apple in his mouth, and his eyes behind the red sunglasses flashed with unpleasant rays of light. The people behind him shiver coldly, and they dare not get out of the air. The guy who appeared in this unfathomable mystery is perverse and temperamental, and knows nothing about doing business, but the salary is higher than anyone else, which makes people dare not speak.
I saw him tilting his legs, leaning on the sofa and thinking for a while, then pulled out a stock market report from his secretary, his face turned gloomy.
"Ha!"
Suddenly he had a good idea, and he hooked his finger: "Todd, come here!"
That's Todd 'S secretary hurriedly stepped forward, bent over and stood beside the gray-haired boy, and saw him pointing to a company on the watch:
"Did you see this company called Apple? Go, buy his house Buy as many shares as you have!"
"Ah!" Secretary Todd was frightened: "Mr. Bach, please calm down. This company hasn’t had any outstanding performance in the past ten years. These three Over the years, they have exchanged three presidents in a row. Last year, their market share dropped from 20% to 5% in ten years..."
"Nonsense! Are you a boss? I’m the Boss!"
The teenager in the mirror yelled and interrupted his secretary, only to see the list in his hand thrown on his face with a sullen expression: "Buy, buy, buy, I’ll let you buy You just buy it and let them call Jobs back to me to develop a mobile phone!!"
"Yes...Yes..."
Under the violent anger, the guy in the suit sweaty picked up the list on the ground, hurriedly ran out of the room, and fled.
"Ah!"
Hoffa opened her mouth again. Behind him, a girl with long legs and stockings dressed as a bunny hurried forward and inserted a straw with Qianqianyu fingers. It was originally supposed to be filled with Lafite in 1982, but at the moment it was filled with precious glassware with ice-cola.
I saw him biting the straw and starting to suck Coke with a discomfort. When he was sucking Coke, no one behind him dared to speak. Finally, he finished washing half a liter of Coke in one breath, sucked the bottle upside down, and made a long hiccup. He turned his head and asked, "Carlson, did you find the person I asked you to find?"
Another male secretary in a suit and shoes quickly stood up.
"I can't find it, Mr. Bach..." The man wiped the sweat on his forehead with a helpless and aggrieved look: "Hua Xia is so big, how far away from here, let's go Where can I find an English teacher named Jack Ma."
paused, he showed a wry smile: "Besides, you are talented and intelligent, eidetic memory, no matter if it is in English or Chinese, you don’t need to be taught. "
"The mouse is short-sighted!!"
The black flamingo, who has just calmed down after drinking Coke, becomes angry again, and he yells: "The mouse is short-sighted, you group of Britain rice barrels, Can you show me a little bit of 007's spirit! Find it for me, and find him after digging in the ground!!! If you can't find you, just get out of here!!!"
Seeing myself The flattery of the flattery didn't react at all. Instead, he was yelled at. The secretary named Carlson was angry and angry. He lowered his head and grasped his fists.
I can think of my monthly salary of 50,000 pounds a month. When the man named Carlson took a deep breath and lifts the head, he showed a sweet smile: "Yes...Yes... Mr. Bach’s lesson is that we will help you find Mr. Jack Ma."
"get lost!"
"Okay."
Carl Sen awkwardly rolled around on the wool carpet, and then ran out of this large dressing room.
The remaining people are trembling with fear, secretly making eye contact with each other, for fear that this perverse and young guy might come up with unfathomable mystery ideas.
At this time, the solemn atmosphere of the room was broken by the sound of pushing the door.
"Mr. Bach, someone wants to see you."
A lovely Asian maid, I saw her fair skin, wearing Luo Rita's black clothes, not tall, with The cat’s ears were painted with six bars on the face with lipstick, three on the left and three on the right.
"Hmm!?" The black flamingo in the mirror raised Erlang's legs, playing with his fingers, and raised his eyebrows unhappily, making a mystifying sound.
"no no no..." The poor vase intern who was recruited from the talent market in London, who just graduated and won't, cramped his legs into inner eights and folded his hands together: " I mean...Master.....Someone wants to see you..."
"That's the truth, hiccup"
The one in the mirror The exaggerated black flamingo burped, and the evil charm said with a smile: "You grinning little Goblin, who wants to see me?"