RPAGF Chapter 190 The City and the Most Insipid Christmas Dinner (4)
Chapter 190 The City and the Most Insipid Christmas Dinner (4)
"Can it hear it?"
"The sensitivity of animals is dozens of times that of humans, don't worry." Before Anthony could finish speaking, a blue light flashed out of thin air, and a white figure appeared above Anthony's head.
"Meow~!" A meow with a strong tone of disgust instantly caught Harry's attention.
"Is this - Hermione's cat?"
"Hurry up, it doesn't like it here." Anthony grabbed Harry's arm and said.
"Ha! It sounds like we like it very much." Ron grabbed his other hand, and then a burst of light and shadow flickered.
Then the universe appeared around them.
The golden light cut through the surrounding darkness, allowing the blue galaxy to be revealed to everyone again, like Van Gogh's gorgeous starry sky, blinking and smiling at them.
This was the first time for Harry to see such a magnificent scene. The bright stars flowed past him like flowing water, as if he could reach out and catch them.
It's so beautiful that it makes you want to cry!
In fact, it wasn't just him. Anthony, who had Apparated many times, would be shocked by the scenery every time. If there really was a picture in this world that could wash away human souls, it would undoubtedly be the galaxy above their heads.
Every time he looks up at the shining stars, he becomes thirsty for knowledge. This seems to be a mark rooted in the human soul. From the first time he sees the stars, people will be curious. There are things on the stars. What?
Will there be life?Are they looking up at the same starry sky as me?
"Meow~!"
There was a meow and a beam of white light, and when the three of them came to their senses again, they were already in the dormitory.
"Merlin's beard, you-you-how..."
The sudden appearance of the three people frightened Neville, who was lying in bed reading a book. He didn't go home for Christmas and didn't know what happened at home. His grandmother also sent him to stay at Hogwarts like Aunt Anthony. letter.
"I - just - Sherlock - Hermione..." Harry was also surprised and speechless. He hesitated for a long time, but no words could be connected.
"This is Zuowu's ability. Sirocco has its bloodline." Anthony touched Sirocco's head and explained casually.
"Zouwu? What is that?"
"A magical animal from China. If you have a chance, just ask Hagrid."
"Okay, now the only thing we have to do!" As he said, Anthony pointed to the window behind him. In that dark night, the whole world was sleeping peacefully.
"Just take a shower and sleep!"
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At this time, Dumbledore was not aware of the naughty nature of the little wizard at Hogwarts.
Because he was on the other side of the ocean, going to meet an old friend.A muggle friend.
Jacob Kowalski.
This time it is located in a city in California on the east coast of the United States.
Dumbledore was standing in front of a luxurious villa. He rang the doorbell gently and waited quietly.
A moment later, a strong man's voice suddenly came from the speaker next to the doorbell.
"Hello, who are you looking for?"
The sound of electricity could not cover up that honest voice.
"Long time no see, Mr. Jacob, I sent you a letter yesterday."
"Oh! It's you Dumbledore!"
With a "bang" sound, the iron door on the side opened automatically.
Then Dumbledore walked in with a smile on his face.
After passing through the garden in front of the door, a man wearing a brown suit appeared in front of the door. He seemed very happy after seeing Dumbledore and pulled him closer to the house.
"Long time no see, Dumbledore! We haven't seen each other for more than ten years!"
Jacob took Dumbledore to the sofa in the living room, poured tea for Dumbledore, and said, "Please sit down."
"Yes, but what surprises me is that you don't look like you've aged much!"
Although he and Jacob had not seen each other for ten years, they still communicated through letters from time to time.That was why he still knew his Muggle friend was still alive.For Jacob, who was born around 1900, he is a 90-year-old man. Muggles are different from wizards.It is very rare to live to this age.
What's more, Jacob looks like he's only in his 60s. I can't imagine that half of his hair is black.
"Haha, times are developing very fast, Dumbledore, but you are behind the times this time." Jacob smiled, picked up the cup and took a sip of tea, and continued: "I know what you are here to do, but you don't need to Don’t worry, in a few days, that place will be completely open to the outside world, and by then, it will be the most dazzling city in the world.”
Jacob's words aroused Dumbledore's doubts, and then he asked: "Can you tell me in detail about that city."
"Of course, Night City! It's right in front of Coronado Bay, only fifty or sixty kilometers away from me. A city that emerged in the 70s, in just twenty years, it has become the most attractive city in California. city of."
"Super city! A population of 300 million people, wide streets, skyscrapers, and infinite possibilities are the most common." Jacob's tone was full of yearning: "Did you know? My bakery is now a listed company. The company, um - you may not understand what a public company is, but it’s very big anyway. I set up my headquarters in Night City. Originally, I planned to move directly to that city, but it’s a pity that Queenie doesn’t like that place.”
Listening to Jacob's story about his experiences over the years, Dumbledore gradually became curious about the city, "Why did you just say that the city will be open to the outside world soon?"
"So you don't know! Hi! Aren't you the president of the United Wizards Association?"
"Well - my energy is in school. You know, kid, you have to put a lot of thought into discipline."
"I know that just like those disturbing children like me, my grandchildren and granddaughters will have to go on some kind of round-the-world trip after graduating from school. How dangerous it is. I will tell Newt about this. After that, he happily said that he could take them with him..."
"Jacob!"
"Ahem, I know." Mr. Jacob placed the tea cup in his hand on the coffee table.Then he said: "After what happened in London, hasn't the existence of wizards been known to everyone?"
"Night City officially hopes to be the first shot to integrate wizards into ordinary people's lives. These days, they are negotiating with the United Wizards Association. My friend who works in the government department told me that this negotiation is going very smoothly and they have entered into specific details. The matter is under discussion, and news will come out in the first month after Christmas at the latest."
"Really?" Dumbledore thought thoughtfully.
"Of course, my friend, I believe that human life will enter a new stage in the near future." Jacob had a faint smile on his face. It seemed that he really longed for that kind of life.
"What do you know about Night City, its details, the specific reasons for its establishment and the forces behind it?" Dumbledore suddenly asked seriously.
"This - I don't know much about it. I heard that it is related to the US government. Specifically, it seems to be related to the CIA and FBI."
"Really?" Dumbledore, who kept these in mind, then stood up and turned to look at Jacob.
He knew his Muggle friend very well. He was a honest, kind-hearted man who valued honor very much. It was impossible for him to participate in those dark plans.
"Okay, Jacob, I'm sorry to bother you today."
"Huh? You're about to leave, don't you want to continue chatting?"
"You know, Jacob, I'm still the president of the United Wizards Association. I can't just ask questions." With that said, Dumbledore directly used Apparition and disappeared into the living room.
Jacob was suddenly the only one left in the empty living room. In fact, he was about to say that this house was enchanted and could not disapparate, but after seeing Dumbledore disappear directly, he also He could only swallow the words he was about to blurt out.
Born sunlight shines through the windows into the living room.
Looking from a distance, it seems that one can vaguely see a grand and magnificent city standing on the eastern horizon.
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On the other side, life at Hogwarts was still so uneventful.
This Christmas dinner was probably the only Christmas dinner in Anthony's life, but the reality was that it was quite uneventful.After the school holidays, many professors disappeared again, except for Professor McGonagall, the real principal of Hogwarts, who still maintained order.
There is almost no second professor in the school.
Even Hagrid didn't know where he was.
No more professors decorating the castle.This Christmas is like New Year’s Eve without the Spring Festival Gala.Although the little wizards always complained that the professors were too in charge, they really couldn't find the professors who usually accompany them.
On the contrary, the castle looked much duller.
However, this is all for other little wizards, but Anthony doesn't feel that way at all.
The reason was that he was blocked by Nick. After hiding for a whole month, he finally got a chance to be caught by this crazy ghost.
Right at Christmas dinner.While everyone was eating, drinking, and chatting, Nick, who was glowing red, rushed over like crazy.
Anthony didn't have time to escape, he didn't even react.
His escape tool, Sirocco, was not with him either.
"Anthony~!" That sound, like a wail from hell, mixed with endless resentment and hatred, sounded in the auditorium.
Hearing the sound, the people around him were stunned. Before the creepy voice turned around, they quickly moved closer and left Anthony out.
"Damn! You guys!"
Is this Gryffindor?
Loved it!
"Ahem! Ghosts can't attack wizards. The most they can do is scare you, or pass through your body multiple times and make you cold for a few days." The twins explained to him carelessly, while eating from the bowl. of porridge, while staring at him and laughing.
"Okay, Sir Nicholas, what do you want, it doesn't matter if you always scare me like this." Anthony spread his hands, his expression was as usual, and his legs were trembling.
"You have to apologize to me, the king has to apologize to me." Nick shouted through gritted teeth.
"But I have already explained that the current queen and the British king who ordered you to be killed are not related at all."
"I don't care, after all, they are the rulers of Muggles." Nick continued to roar angrily.
Seeing him like this, Anthony sighed and shook his head helplessly.
You really can't blame them for this matter - of course, maybe this is the so-called price of being a king!Carrying the bad fate of those who came before us!
"Okay, I'll write a letter to the queen. Tell her about this. This is the limit of what I can do. I'm not the king. I can't guarantee what the queen will do!" In the end, Anthony compromised and took the money from his pocket. He took out the Christmas gift Hermione gave him, an ink-free, black and gold pheasant quill.
Then he borrowed a piece of parchment from a classmate next to him and wrote a letter in front of Nick.
Then right under his nose, Harry delivered his owl, Humphrey.
After handing the letter to Humphrey, the poor little guy had to continue working on a snowy night.If it could talk, it would probably have started greeting Nick's mother and sisters this time.
"Hmph!" After doing this, Nick's dark red body slowly became transparent, and then he snorted softly, passed over their heads, and penetrated into the wall.
After watching the unreasonable guys around him leave, Anthony breathed a sigh of relief.
"It seems that being a prince also has its troubles, isn't it?" At this moment, Ron, who had already moved away from him, sat over again and said in a strange tone.
"Yes, I agree with this." Anthony elegantly picked up the knife and fork, cut off a small piece of steak, put it into his mouth, and said, "It's not the prince's trouble!"
"Anthony, how do you think the Queen will reply?" Harry interjected from the side.
"How did I know? If I knew, I wouldn't be the king? Come on, I can't stand her."
"Uh-" Listening to Anthony's daily nonsense.Harry shut his mouth sensibly.
A Christmas dinner ended in such a strange atmosphere.
One night without dreams, the next day will be a year of unfolding.
It's a pity that due to the magical infection in Hogwarts, the radio he led couldn't receive any signal, otherwise we could have listened to the Queen's New Year's speech yesterday!
This year has been a difficult year. The statistics of casualties in London broke the hearts of countless people. The total number of casualties exceeded 14, of which about [-] were directly killed.
Of course, nearly [-]% of these people died under the gunfire of the terrorist organization's army. The number of wizards who died directly was actually very small. They caused chaos in the city, blew up buildings, and injured many people, but the number of direct deaths was not many.
But no one cares.
People would only see the black mist that filled the sky, but turned a blind eye to the mortals holding firearms.
All the blame will fall on the wizard's head.
And this is exactly what is causing headaches for the Minister of Magic, Barty Crouch.The reputation of the British Ministry of Magic is completely bad. Although most wizards who know the full story of the incident will think that the Ministry of Magic has actually done a good job, this cannot cover up the public's disappointment.
The immediate consequence was that Barty Crouch, who had been the Minister of Magic for less than eight months, seemed to be a little unstable again.