Chapter 229 Don't Trust Dumbledore
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Qing Mo Da Xian
Eric, who was born in the special forces, has a strong executive ability, and Vincent is also the same under the influence of his ears and eyes.
The second form of super power is finally finalized as the latest p90 submachine gun launched by the Belgian Herstal company.
It adopts a bullpup structure, the feeding position is behind the grip, and the shape is like an alien weapon.
Although it looks fancy, its power is unambiguous.
The rate of fire is 1000 rounds per minute, and 16 bullets can be fired in one second.
To finish it off, Vincent scrapped two p90s that Eric got from special sources.
In order to circumvent the law on the misuse of Muggle items, the rounded shape was modified to be tougher.
After he restored the third floor to the state it was a week ago, he picked up the magazine and began to wait patiently.
If the Untraceable Stretching Charm is applied, theoretically there will be no capacity limitation.
A full half a day passed, and the Ministry of Magic did not send a warning letter.
This is the deck!
Just as Vincent raised his wand and cast the No Trace Stretch Charm on the magazine, the doorbell rang from downstairs.
He walked down the stairs with an innocent face and saw his parents greeting a smiling Dumbledore.
"Is it really a Phoenix?"
"Yes, Mrs. Wayne."
Vincent froze, "Professor, are you here to send me a warning letter?"
"Oh yes."
The old man is very bad.
It's a pity that the Wayne couple owned a gun shop, so this little intimidation didn't have the desired effect at all.
"Well, I was actually joking." Dumbledore withdrew his gaze.
The couple are people who have seen big winds and waves, and the son has inherited this well.
Vincent rolled his eyes at him, "Professor, do I have to go to the 'funeral' with you?"
"That's right, Nico and Perenal 'died' the day before yesterday."
Both Eric and Evelyn were unmoved, as if they had known the inside story for a long time.
Dumbledore nodded slightly.
Being able to share this secret shows that there is no problem with the family relationship.
"By the way, there is an award ceremony next week."
He looked at the slightly excited Wayne couple again, "Mr. Wayne, Mrs. Wayne, you are all one of the witnesses invited this time."
A pure white invitation letter with golden text was placed on the coffee table.
The moment Evelyn's fingertips touched it, it suddenly turned into two badges with a white background and red borders, shaped like two letters "W" stacked on top of each other.
"Next week——" she looked at Eric next to her, "Honey, it looks like we're going to go to Hawaii for vacation a few days later."
The light in Dumbledore's eyes flashed, "The venue is at a venue in London, not too far from here."
The Waynes both held their badges in amazement.
It's obviously made of metal, but it doesn't feel cold at all to the touch.
"Mr. Dumbledore, is there any dress code?"
"It's enough to be decent and comfortable." Dumbledore pretended not to notice Vincent's small eyes looking over him.
"I personally recommend taking it seriously, after all, this is an occasion where wizards from all over the world participate."
The Waynes knew what he meant.
Such an important occasion will definitely make the international front page news.
The award ceremony is not held every year, not to mention that there are seven recipients this year.
In Eric and Evelyn's eye contact, Vincent can only pray that the dress isn't too ostentatious.
"Professor, when are we leaving?"
"Now."
Dumbledore stood up regretfully, and said goodbye to the Wayne couple politely.
Under the wrapping of red flames, he brought Vincent to appear on a coast.
There is a section of coastline winding for nearly a hundred miles, which is a spectacular sight formed naturally.
"Professor, is this the Jurassic Coast of East Germany?"
"Yes." Dumbledore led him to the bottom of an arched cliff.
The Jurassic Coast is made up of cliffs from the Triassic, Jurassic and Cretaceous periods, spanning the Mesozoic period and recording 1 million years of geographical history.
667 is not even a fraction here, and it is quite suitable as a funeral place.
"Professor, who will be there?"
"Some of Nico's friends, and some members of the International Federation of Wizards."
Acting in a full set, the more identity the witness, the better.
There is a stone platform on the sea under the arched cliff, and when they walk over it, steps will automatically emerge.
There is already a person standing on the platform.
He has short silver-white hair, is wearing a dark green woolen trench coat, and is carrying an old-fashioned brown leather suitcase in his hand.
Vincent only saw the back, but he also guessed who it was.
"I thought we'd be the first to arrive." Dumbledore stopped beside him.
"I'm here early." He turned his head with complicated eyes, "This is Mr. Wayne, right?"
"Hello, Mr. Scamander." Vincent held out his hand politely, "I've been looking forward to meeting you one day."
Newt held his right hand tightly. "Rove talks about you a lot. He says you're the best person he's ever met."
"He didn't say anything bad, did he?"
"No, it's all good things."
Vincent let go of his hand, "I'm relieved."
"Newt, are they here yet?"
"Tina said she would be there with Queenie and the others." Newt's face became very ugly.
Dumbledore smiled flatteringly, "Because of what happened last time?"
"it was all your fault!"
Newt's tone was slightly resentful, "She has been ignoring me for two weeks."
"I showed up just in time."
"There is also the matter of teaching at Hogwarts."
"You can refuse."
He bent down towards Vincent, "Son, don't believe anything he says.
Because you never know what he wants from you, nor can you predict what the consequences of doing so will be. "
"Feel the same."
When Dumbledore saw that the two were united, he couldn't help wiping the corners of his eyes, "Oh——you have hurt the fragile heart of an old man."
"Don't pity him."
"I know what 'to blame' means, Mr Scamander."
The two people who had met each other raised their hands high-five each other, seeing Dumbledore helpless and depressed.
Isn't it just that it was almost drowned by Kraken? If you want to find it, you should find the cerebral palsy official who angered it.
"Vincent, I think you should have guessed that a big event happened recently."
"No, I don't want to know." Vincent shook his head, not wanting to know at all.
Judging by Uncle Newt's unconcealed resentment, the whole thing may be quite bizarre and tortuous.
"More than a month ago—"
"I don't listen, I don't listen—" He covered his ears with both hands, speeding up the shaking of his little head.
Dumbledore seemed to have an idea about Wayne's family going to Hawaii for vacation just now, and now he took the initiative to tell the matter, it is 100% sure that it has another purpose.
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The second form of super power is finally finalized as the latest p90 submachine gun launched by the Belgian Herstal company.
It adopts a bullpup structure, the feeding position is behind the grip, and the shape is like an alien weapon.
Although it looks fancy, its power is unambiguous.
The rate of fire is 1000 rounds per minute, and 16 bullets can be fired in one second.
To finish it off, Vincent scrapped two p90s that Eric got from special sources.
In order to circumvent the law on the misuse of Muggle items, the rounded shape was modified to be tougher.
After he restored the third floor to the state it was a week ago, he picked up the magazine and began to wait patiently.
If the Untraceable Stretching Charm is applied, theoretically there will be no capacity limitation.
A full half a day passed, and the Ministry of Magic did not send a warning letter.
This is the deck!
Just as Vincent raised his wand and cast the No Trace Stretch Charm on the magazine, the doorbell rang from downstairs.
He walked down the stairs with an innocent face and saw his parents greeting a smiling Dumbledore.
"Is it really a Phoenix?"
"Yes, Mrs. Wayne."
Vincent froze, "Professor, are you here to send me a warning letter?"
"Oh yes."
The old man is very bad.
It's a pity that the Wayne couple owned a gun shop, so this little intimidation didn't have the desired effect at all.
"Well, I was actually joking." Dumbledore withdrew his gaze.
The couple are people who have seen big winds and waves, and the son has inherited this well.
Vincent rolled his eyes at him, "Professor, do I have to go to the 'funeral' with you?"
"That's right, Nico and Perenal 'died' the day before yesterday."
Both Eric and Evelyn were unmoved, as if they had known the inside story for a long time.
Dumbledore nodded slightly.
Being able to share this secret shows that there is no problem with the family relationship.
"By the way, there is an award ceremony next week."
He looked at the slightly excited Wayne couple again, "Mr. Wayne, Mrs. Wayne, you are all one of the witnesses invited this time."
A pure white invitation letter with golden text was placed on the coffee table.
The moment Evelyn's fingertips touched it, it suddenly turned into two badges with a white background and red borders, shaped like two letters "W" stacked on top of each other.
"Next week——" she looked at Eric next to her, "Honey, it looks like we're going to go to Hawaii for vacation a few days later."
The light in Dumbledore's eyes flashed, "The venue is at a venue in London, not too far from here."
The Waynes both held their badges in amazement.
It's obviously made of metal, but it doesn't feel cold at all to the touch.
"Mr. Dumbledore, is there any dress code?"
"It's enough to be decent and comfortable." Dumbledore pretended not to notice Vincent's small eyes looking over him.
"I personally recommend taking it seriously, after all, this is an occasion where wizards from all over the world participate."
The Waynes knew what he meant.
Such an important occasion will definitely make the international front page news.
The award ceremony is not held every year, not to mention that there are seven recipients this year.
In Eric and Evelyn's eye contact, Vincent can only pray that the dress isn't too ostentatious.
"Professor, when are we leaving?"
"Now."
Dumbledore stood up regretfully, and said goodbye to the Wayne couple politely.
Under the wrapping of red flames, he brought Vincent to appear on a coast.
There is a section of coastline winding for nearly a hundred miles, which is a spectacular sight formed naturally.
"Professor, is this the Jurassic Coast of East Germany?"
"Yes." Dumbledore led him to the bottom of an arched cliff.
The Jurassic Coast is made up of cliffs from the Triassic, Jurassic and Cretaceous periods, spanning the Mesozoic period and recording 1 million years of geographical history.
667 is not even a fraction here, and it is quite suitable as a funeral place.
"Professor, who will be there?"
"Some of Nico's friends, and some members of the International Federation of Wizards."
Acting in a full set, the more identity the witness, the better.
There is a stone platform on the sea under the arched cliff, and when they walk over it, steps will automatically emerge.
There is already a person standing on the platform.
He has short silver-white hair, is wearing a dark green woolen trench coat, and is carrying an old-fashioned brown leather suitcase in his hand.
Vincent only saw the back, but he also guessed who it was.
"I thought we'd be the first to arrive." Dumbledore stopped beside him.
"I'm here early." He turned his head with complicated eyes, "This is Mr. Wayne, right?"
"Hello, Mr. Scamander." Vincent held out his hand politely, "I've been looking forward to meeting you one day."
Newt held his right hand tightly. "Rove talks about you a lot. He says you're the best person he's ever met."
"He didn't say anything bad, did he?"
"No, it's all good things."
Vincent let go of his hand, "I'm relieved."
"Newt, are they here yet?"
"Tina said she would be there with Queenie and the others." Newt's face became very ugly.
Dumbledore smiled flatteringly, "Because of what happened last time?"
"it was all your fault!"
Newt's tone was slightly resentful, "She has been ignoring me for two weeks."
"I showed up just in time."
"There is also the matter of teaching at Hogwarts."
"You can refuse."
He bent down towards Vincent, "Son, don't believe anything he says.
Because you never know what he wants from you, nor can you predict what the consequences of doing so will be. "
"Feel the same."
When Dumbledore saw that the two were united, he couldn't help wiping the corners of his eyes, "Oh——you have hurt the fragile heart of an old man."
"Don't pity him."
"I know what 'to blame' means, Mr Scamander."
The two people who had met each other raised their hands high-five each other, seeing Dumbledore helpless and depressed.
Isn't it just that it was almost drowned by Kraken? If you want to find it, you should find the cerebral palsy official who angered it.
"Vincent, I think you should have guessed that a big event happened recently."
"No, I don't want to know." Vincent shook his head, not wanting to know at all.
Judging by Uncle Newt's unconcealed resentment, the whole thing may be quite bizarre and tortuous.
"More than a month ago—"
"I don't listen, I don't listen—" He covered his ears with both hands, speeding up the shaking of his little head.
Dumbledore seemed to have an idea about Wayne's family going to Hawaii for vacation just now, and now he took the initiative to tell the matter, it is 100% sure that it has another purpose.
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