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The core of the staff can be upgraded later and equipped with high-level magic.
When making the staff, Zhang Mu thought of making the "magic weapon" used by the immortal cultivation sect at the same time to save trouble.
Because the core of each doll has his spiritual imprint, once any action such as disassembly is discovered, it can be remotely controlled to self-destruct immediately, and confidentiality is perfectly guaranteed.
Thinking of this, Zhang Mu no longer hesitated. He got into the driving seat of the vintage car, activated the invisibility technique, and drove towards the sky above the city of London.
……
MI6 office building on the outskirts of London.
Toby brought all six people back to the collective office of his department last night and interrogated the four people who were beaten up at the door overnight.
Under the threat of the serious crime of "leaking state secrets", in order to prove their innocence, they confessed their past grievances with Lyon and Clecy.
After learning the whole story, Toby sneered.
He called the police station staff and handed over the four people and the interrogation video.
Then he turned around and walked into the small room next to the director's office.
Because the department was not taken seriously, they had only one room for naps, in addition to a collective office converted from a hall and the director's office.
There are no interrogation rooms, detention rooms or the like.
So, Toby had to put the two of them in the cabin last night.
Pushing the door open, he looked at Leon and Claysie squeezed on the bed.
The blood stains on the clothes could not be washed, but the face had been washed in the washbasin in the corner of the room.
"Hey, guys, wake up." Toby clapped his hands together a few times.
Hearing the noise, they slowly opened their eyes and looked around blankly. When they found that this was not their home, they realized what had happened yesterday.
Hurrying up and sitting on the bed, Leon looked at the owl on his shoulder and said, "We didn't break the law!"
"Doesn't breaking and entering count as injuring someone?"
"Uh..." They looked at each other, scratched their heads and said nothing.
Seeing that the two were a little nervous, Toby didn't scare them, but said with a smile: "It's just a little joke.
I have investigated the details and handed them over to the police. They will pay for their crimes.”
"Now." Toby moved a chair and sat across from them, "Let's talk about Hogwarts."
Hearing his words, Claysey breathed a sigh of relief and immediately replied: “Are you referring to the content of the exam?
The tip we received was..."
"Hey!" Toby raised his hand nervously to interrupt, "That's your hint, it may not be useful to me.
And I got information from sources other than my senior, which might cause trouble."
“It should be…” Leon frowned and thought, “It should be fine.
Our tips were also given by seniors.”
"It's hard to say." Toby remained alert. "Perhaps whether or not a prompt is needed to pass the exam is a prediction of the new students' potential."
"Mr. Toby, are you saying that the less help from the academy, the greater the potential?"
"It's just my personal guess."
After that, the three of them fell silent for a while, each lowering their heads, thinking about something.
After a while, Toby looked up and asked, "You have passed the exam, right?
What about the interview letter?
Speaking of this, Leon was also a little confused: “When Claysi and I decided to go to the teacher’s house, the senior and the senior left.”
"Do we pass the assessment or..." Clessie looked worried.
"Cuckoo-"
There was a sudden sound overhead and they looked up at the same time. They didn't know how and when two owls had entered the room and were circling on the ceiling.
The three of them had seen this magical scene several times and had become accustomed to it.
But they were as excited as if they had seen an owl for the first time, all because of the white envelope in the owl's beak.
The owl landed on their shoulders, opened its beak, and envelopes fluttered into their outstretched hands.
"Interview letter! Train ticket!" After opening the letter and glancing at it, Leon jumped up and down on the spot, "We succeeded, Clessie!
We will be the first batch of freshmen to enter Hogwarts and become a powerful wizard in the future!"
After reading the letter, Clancy was in the same state as him, with tears welling up in his eyes: "I am finally not the most unlucky guy anymore!"
Watching them shouting, Toby felt itchy and wanted to go up and take a sneak peek at the interview letter.
But I am also afraid that my actions will lead to unexpected results in the exam.
Just as he was about to say something, the door was roughly pushed open, and Ryan stuck his head in and shouted dissatisfiedly: "Keep your voice down, early morning is really a good time to catch up on sleep!"
"Sorry...what's that sound?" Toby was halfway through his words when he heard a series of screams outside the building.
This is unusual.
You have to know that the office building of MI6 is located in the suburbs, and you rarely see people there on weekdays, let alone a large crowd gathering and shouting.
Toby and Ryan trotted to the window in confusion, followed by Leon and Clessie, who were also confused, and the four of them looked down at the street together.
The wide and smooth asphalt road that used to be deserted was now crowded with people.
Toby guessed that perhaps all the residents nearby had walked out of their houses and onto the road.
As a result, passing cars were forced to slam on their brakes.
It was only when the four people noticed the driver getting out of the car, and they and the residents raised their heads and covered their mouths and screamed, and looked up instinctively, that they realized that the driver should have stopped the car on his own initiative.
The sky was clear, and the sun peeked out from the horizon, beaming its warm rays toward everyone.
It was a bit dazzling, but they all tried their best to open their eyes as wide as possible.
They were looking and looking up at the old car that drove into the golden light, causing its figure to blur, and then quickly drove out of the sunlight, making their vision clear again.
The old car was moving very fast. In just a few minutes, it turned into a black dot on the horizon in the eyes of everyone.
Toby looked at the direction where the black spot disappeared and muttered nonsense: "I think the director will be very happy to know this news."
Chapter 145 We are best friends, you can’t abandon me!
Perhaps because she had something on her mind, Rowling went to bed very late but woke up very early.
After changing into a grey windbreaker and putting on makeup, she drove her car all the way to her best friend's house under the dim sky.
Her best friend is called Melody. Unlike Rowling who bought a villa in the suburbs, she lives in a three-story building in the city center.
After parking the car in a roadside parking space, Rowling, wearing a mask, walked gracefully to the door of the building and raised her hand.
"咚咚-"
Five minutes after the knock, the door was opened from the inside.
Melody was about her age, with messy long hair, wearing pajamas and yawning in the entrance hall: "Oh my God, it's not even daybreak yet, you know?"
"It's a good time for a drink, isn't it?"
Rowling often visited her home and was very familiar with the structure and layout of the house. She would go directly to the open-air terrace on the top floor as soon as she entered the door.
"No ice."
Halfway up the stairs, Rowling turned back to say something to her best friend in front of the refrigerator, then went to the open-air terrace and sat down at the wooden table.
In the summer, Melody would put up a parasol over the table, but now that it was late fall, she naturally didn't need it.
Therefore, Rowling will be able to enjoy the sunrise with clear vision.
About ten minutes later, Melody came up with a wooden tray.
He placed two glass goblets and a bottle of high-end red wine on the table, then pulled out the cork and tilted the bottle mouth towards the wine glass.
"Okay." When the scarlet wine filled up one-third of the glass, she put down the bottle and said, "Tell me, what's bothering you?"
Rowling was not too surprised that her best friend had accurately guessed her thoughts: "Melody, the devil..."
She wanted to tell it directly, but then she thought again that her grandfather’s attitude towards his existence being exposed was not clear for the time being.
So he changed to a bystander’s tone: “I have a friend.
He felt that there really were Hogwarts and wizards in the world, that he had been there, and that the headmaster was his grandfather.
But now the college has started recruiting new students, but grandpa has not contacted him to revisit the campus, so..."
"Rowling." Melody rolled her eyes. "I've learned about Chinese culture."
"Uh……"
"Your friend, are you yourself?"
Melody couldn't help but persuade him, "Maybe you should go out for a walk. You are so trapped in your own fictional world that you can't extricate yourself. This is not a good thing."
This was not the first time that Rowling had imagined the reality of Hogwarts, and each time Melody was there as the audience.
But she swore that all the incidents in previous years combined would not be worse than this time.
I used to think how romantic it would be if Hogwarts really existed.
She actually imagined that she had visited Hogwarts and even that the headmaster was her grandfather!
The crude disguise was exposed, and Rowling was a little embarrassed: "It's just... a simple chat."
"You can't keep going on like this." Melody thought the situation was not as easy as she said. "I know a good psychiatrist."
"Hey, I'm not sick!"
"so?
You want to tell me that your novels are not made up in the spiritual world, but adapted from your own experiences?"
Rowling looked at her best friend who had a ridiculous look on her face, but she was not angry at being questioned.
If it were before she and her grandfather met, she would definitely have the same understanding.