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“I’ve been complained about.”
"Who?"
"Living in an apartment in the suburbs..."
"You went to see them again?!" Ryan raised his voice, "Hey, damn it.
I reminded you that as MI6 agents we cannot harass the citizens of the kingdom."
"Can you ask the Director, does MI6 treat us as subordinates?"
"That's not OK!"
"But..." Toby turned his head and looked at Ryan, "You also saw their two owls. They are definitely not ordinary owls!"
“Yes, that’s a trained owl.
So, you still insist that they are wizards' pets, even though the pet training center can do it?"
"Trust me, Ryan!"
“Please forgive me.” He rolled his eyes and shrunk his head back behind the partition, “Stop talking about those stupid rumors, the owl, the interview letter.
If so, could you please send me one as soon as possible, Mr. Magician?
Don't get me wrong, I don't want to be a wizard, nor do I crave for an interview letter. I'm sending it to you so that you can enroll in Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry as soon as possible.
In this way, my eardrums that have been tortured by you can be redeemed."
"You still don't..." Toby stopped talking in the middle of his sentence.
Ryan's puzzled voice came from next door: "What's wrong?"
"No, nothing." Toby stood up suddenly, "Please ask for leave for me. I have to go home quickly."
Chapter 141: Let MI and the citizens of London believe in the magician
The streets of London were extremely busy at noon.
Tourists filled the sidewalks, and the asphalt roads were crowded with cars, with the narrow gap between the front and rear of the cars not even wide enough for one person to pass.
Toby pushed open the car door as if his house was on fire.
Ignoring the abuse from the driver of the car behind him who was raising his middle finger, he rushed over after hearing the news, yelling at the traffic policeman and running wildly on the sidewalk.
This crazy and slightly insane behavior was all caused by a whisper that suddenly sounded in his ear when he was chatting with Ryan in the office not long ago.
“Cuckoo—
Your letter has been delivered to Toby Cardill, address: XXXX."
Oh my god.
That magician gentleman mailed me an interview letter!
As Toby ran, he felt a heat wave surging in his heart like a volcanic eruption, but this was certainly not caused by running.
After half an hour of exerting all his strength, he successfully ran back to his apartment building on the edge of the city center.
"Good afternoon, Toby...what's wrong with him today?"
The security guard, holding a cup of coffee, looked at Toby, who was usually gentle and polite, with a confused look on his face, and rushed into the elevator with disheveled clothes.
"Hurry up!" Toby kept pressing the button for his floor, his face full of anxiety, fearing that he would be late for home and the interview letter would be returned because no one signed for it.
This concern is obviously unnecessary.
When he stepped over the elevator doors that slid open, took out his key, opened the door and rushed into the living room, he saw an owl with pure black feathers and a letter in its beak squatting on the balcony window sill.
"Cuckoo-"
Toby leaned on his knees and panted heavily. After catching his breath, he did not come closer immediately.
First, tidy up the suit jacket and tie that are messy due to running.
Then, as if walking towards the priest with his arm around a bride, he walked up to the owl with a solemn expression and stretched out his hands.
"Cuckoo-"
The eagle's beak opened slightly, and a white envelope fell into its palm.
What should I call it?
He looked at the owl with curiosity while opening the letter.
The content of the letter is simple.
The upper part is composed of words outlined by incomprehensible lines, and the lower part is the translated text.
After reading it, Toby was a little disappointed.
This is not an interview letter, but a test notice to qualify for an interview letter.
In an instant he cheered up again.
You know, there are only three people in the whole of Lundun who have received the test notification, including myself!
Even the Ying Kingdom only has three.
Toby thought of this and suddenly realized: "So, Leon and Clay must have signed this letter as well!"
They may have already completed the assessment, can they...
Remembering that there was an owl in front of him, he interrupted his thoughts and asked hesitantly: "Cat, Senior, can I...
Can candidates touch each other? "
The black-winged owl did not respond with any words or movements. It flapped its wings and landed on his shoulder from the windowsill.
Toby turned his head slightly and looked at the owl standing on his shoulder, wondering and speculating.
What does this mean? Prohibited or allowed?
After a long time of trying to guess what the senior meant, he finally didn't dare to go out to look for Leon and the others.
The two of them spend time together every day, but maybe that's because they are just good friends.
If I rashly go to them and get deprived of admission, I would suffer a great loss.
"Speaking of which..." Turning his attention back to his senior, Toby looked at the familiar scene in front of him and recalled Leon and Claysie who had been popular on the Internet for a while a few days ago.
“Owl…I don’t mean you, Senior.
Owls are always on their shoulders, so I will..."
Toby clapped his hands together fiercely: "With the senior here, Ryan and the director can't question it this time!"
After saying this, he hurriedly turned around and left home, heading towards the MI6 office building in the suburbs.
The elevator door slowly closed, and a whisper suddenly rang out in the empty corridor: "This guy, he didn't even close the door."
Zhang Mu closed the door with his mental power and looked towards the screen of his mobile phone.
Above is a picture of two young men, each with an owl squatting on their shoulders, one snow-white and the other gray.
"It's been several months and they still haven't figured out what the exam will be about, these two idiots."
The program Zhang Mu set for the owl was to return to him after the assessment was completed.
The owl was still with them, and the exams were clearly not making any progress.
I looked at my phone. It was four o'clock in the afternoon. I guess it was time to get off work soon, so I sent them a reminder.
Zhang Mu walked downstairs and leisurely strolled to the suburbs.
Looking around, pedestrians put on their coats as the weather turned cooler, wondering what action to take to make MI6 and the citizens of London believe in the existence of magicians.
Suddenly, he remembered the scene when he first met Ryan Toby.
A flying classic car?
Hmm... His panel level is that of a primary magician, and he can actually reach the intermediate level. However, even if his mental strength is used to lift a car and circle it in the sky, he can’t keep it up for too long.
Make a flying car-shaped doll. It's much easier than filling potions.
By the way, let’s also make the Kunpeng that we will use after returning to China.
Tsk, Kunpeng is a big project.
Send the hint over and get busy with the puppets.
Smacking his lips, Zhang Mu quickened his pace.
……
In the evening, in the eighteenth-floor suite of a suburban apartment building.
Leon and Claysie repeated what they had done every day for the past few months - sitting on the sofa in the living room and looking at each other.
"Leon, do you have any ideas?"
"I even tried the math test which I hated the most."
"Oh, you really tried hard then."
"What about you?"
"Uh... I eat my favorite fried chicken wings for every meal, and I push myself to the point where I want to vomit when I see fried chicken wings."
"It seems you have no other choice."
"Is such that."
"Hey--"
The two looked over their shoulders at the owl, who was squinting at himself, and sighed deeply.
The interview letter is just around the corner, the door of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry has been opened to them, and becoming a wizard is just around the corner.
But there is just this one step that I just can’t take.
The torment of having the treasure right at hand but being unable to touch it no matter what made them extremely miserable.
"Cuckoo-"
The owl suddenly spread its wings and flew out of the balcony window.