Chapter 260 Welcome to American Magic
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Qing Mo Da Xian
Sam was driving a car that even Eric couldn't listen to in the end.
He pushed away Vincent's hand covering his ears, "Usually people with rich theoretical knowledge don't have much practical experience."
"Daddy, I'm still a kid."
"Fart, Kyle started sending you photobooks last year."
Vincent stepped back tactically, "When I have money and status in the future, those little witches and royal princesses, can they still refuse such an excellent me?"
Eric was speechless and could only give a high thumbs up.
"By the way, your grandfather got married at the age of 19."
"Dad, are you hinting at me?"
"No."
After Sam told Kenny they were blushing, he invited them to the Dawn Bar.
"Director Graves will be very pleased to see you."
……
……
New York is the prototype of Gotham City.
Walking on the streets here, you can see people with different skin colors.
America is a nation of immigrants.
Freedom is the eternal theme here.
Brooklyn is one of the best.
Sam has a lighter style Portkey.
It leads directly to a small alley in this area, and it is less than 200 meters from the underground where the Shuguang Bar is located.
"Dude, there seems to be a problem with the purity."
"Impossible, this is what I got from Colombia!"
Two men with very different skin colors are trading some special commodities.
The person who tested the product spat, "If I say it has a problem, then there is a problem!"
The seller sneered, "It's black and black, right?"
In the blink of an eye, they all drew their pistols at the same time.
"Duang—" A person fell down in the alley.
He shook his head and retched with his mouth open.
"Who are you!"
Just as the two guns were pointed, another person fell.
"Dad, you are too mean."
"Fack, this feels worse than flying a fighter jet."
"Goooo—" The two who raised their guns raised their heads, and this time, three people fell down.
They all seemed to be squeezed out of the air.
"Who are you!"
It was a raised alder wand that answered the two.
"Disarm you—"
The two who flew out were both lucky and unlucky at the same time.
Not half a minute after witnessing magic with their own eyes, they all lost this part of their memories.
Sam said with disgust on his face, "Muggles are always coming here."
Vincent shook his head and looked away from the bag of burning powder, "Aren't you going to take care of it?"
"The Magic Council is short of people. There are only so few places like your UK."
In that little space, Fudge was in a mess.
With a flick of his wand, Sam swept the burning smoke into the sewer.
"Don't look at me like that, this thing is also harmful to the wizard's body."
He turned his back and walked deep into the alley.
Due to its large area and large population, America has many places similar to Diagon Alley.
In Brooklyn, next to the subterranean Dawn Bar.
The Wayne family originally thought that the environment would be worse, but the mess inside the wall at the end was completely opposite to the mess outside.
Clean and tidy stone steps, bright and not dark underground passages.
Not long after Sam led them, they came to the Dawn Bar with its neon signboards on.
Broken Ax Bar is really broken!
Pushing open the door, dynamic music came from inside.
When they walked in, beams of light like ambient lights hit them all.
Compared with Kenny's embarrassment, the Wayne family behaved very naturally.
Especially Vincent, who was shaking his index finger at Bradley, who was toasting, was completely unaffected by the enthusiastic gazes of the Aurors.
Sam jumped onto the stage in the center of the bar, "Tonight's consumption will be paid by Director Graves!"
He tilted his head to avoid a wine bottle, looked towards the Wayne family, "Welcome to the American wizarding world!"
Bradley shook his head helplessly, got up and greeted the children.
Kenny's eyes brightened.
He seems to yearn for this kind of life very much.
After a difficult task, come to the bar to relax.
Jennifer and the four boys had the same expressions as him.
Linyin came to the bar alone and ordered a low-alcohol cocktail from the well-dressed house elf.
Her eyes kept going back and forth between Kenny and Vincent.
One was making a fuss on the stage, and the other was holding a glass of iced Coke.
"Mr. Wayne, I recommend you try the golden liqueur here." Bradley introduced the wine to Eric.
This is a kind of honey produced by African Tunisian bees, and the taste is biased toward sweet and golden liquor.
After taking a small sip, Eric almost vomited out.
"It's hard to drink?"
"No, much better than Gamp."
Bitter before sweet belongs to yes.
Evelyn took a sip, "I think it's pretty good, maybe it's because he doesn't like too sweet."
Eric looked at the menu and found that there are almost wines from all over the world.
He ordered a glass of pure Scotch whiskey, "no ice, just drink."
There is a saying in the Big Bang Empire: What can't be cured even by whiskey is already curable by medicine.
Bradley shook his head, bowed his head and took a sip of the golden rum.
Vincent, holding a Coke with ice, was thinking about the two things Eric had just told him quietly.
"?" This magic rune, anyone who knows it knows that it is his exclusive mark.
And the imprint of chasing the holy artifact is obviously telling him that there are many voodoo parties here.
Great is really great.
The other party knew that he would definitely hold a grudge, so he deliberately left this exclusive mark.
Most wizards only know that the imprint belongs to the saints, and they will not contact the Deathly Hallows at all.
So, this is a test.
Dumbledore is like this, and so is Grindelwald.
Vincent shook the ice cubes in the glass and began to think about the problem from the opposite angle.
If he had foreseen something, he would have sent someone to be a bodyguard right away.
People are gone, but they are really gone.
"What are you thinking?" Linyin sat next to him with a cocktail.
Vincent looked at Kenny who was dancing with Jennifer on the stage, "You gave up?"
"I should have given up a long time ago." She held the wine glass with both hands, "After this incident, I found that what I want is actually not very suitable for me."
Vincent, who pretended not to understand, took a sip of Coke.
After leaving it for a long time, there is not much carbon dioxide left in it.
"Have you decided yet?"
"I've already thought about it."
Linyin showed such an expression, "You don't look like a 12-year-old child at all."
Vincent asked her back, "If so, would you still cooperate with me?"
"No." She smiled and raised the cocktail in her hand, "I wish us a happy cooperation."
"Ding--"
When Sam on the stage saw this scene, he became even more convinced that the two had something to do with each other.
In an instant, emotions such as envy and jealousy appeared on his face one after another.
After seeing the close interaction between Kenny and Jennifer, an unknown fire burned in his heart.
girlfriend?
He can live well alone!
……
……
He pushed away Vincent's hand covering his ears, "Usually people with rich theoretical knowledge don't have much practical experience."
"Daddy, I'm still a kid."
"Fart, Kyle started sending you photobooks last year."
Vincent stepped back tactically, "When I have money and status in the future, those little witches and royal princesses, can they still refuse such an excellent me?"
Eric was speechless and could only give a high thumbs up.
"By the way, your grandfather got married at the age of 19."
"Dad, are you hinting at me?"
"No."
After Sam told Kenny they were blushing, he invited them to the Dawn Bar.
"Director Graves will be very pleased to see you."
……
……
New York is the prototype of Gotham City.
Walking on the streets here, you can see people with different skin colors.
America is a nation of immigrants.
Freedom is the eternal theme here.
Brooklyn is one of the best.
Sam has a lighter style Portkey.
It leads directly to a small alley in this area, and it is less than 200 meters from the underground where the Shuguang Bar is located.
"Dude, there seems to be a problem with the purity."
"Impossible, this is what I got from Colombia!"
Two men with very different skin colors are trading some special commodities.
The person who tested the product spat, "If I say it has a problem, then there is a problem!"
The seller sneered, "It's black and black, right?"
In the blink of an eye, they all drew their pistols at the same time.
"Duang—" A person fell down in the alley.
He shook his head and retched with his mouth open.
"Who are you!"
Just as the two guns were pointed, another person fell.
"Dad, you are too mean."
"Fack, this feels worse than flying a fighter jet."
"Goooo—" The two who raised their guns raised their heads, and this time, three people fell down.
They all seemed to be squeezed out of the air.
"Who are you!"
It was a raised alder wand that answered the two.
"Disarm you—"
The two who flew out were both lucky and unlucky at the same time.
Not half a minute after witnessing magic with their own eyes, they all lost this part of their memories.
Sam said with disgust on his face, "Muggles are always coming here."
Vincent shook his head and looked away from the bag of burning powder, "Aren't you going to take care of it?"
"The Magic Council is short of people. There are only so few places like your UK."
In that little space, Fudge was in a mess.
With a flick of his wand, Sam swept the burning smoke into the sewer.
"Don't look at me like that, this thing is also harmful to the wizard's body."
He turned his back and walked deep into the alley.
Due to its large area and large population, America has many places similar to Diagon Alley.
In Brooklyn, next to the subterranean Dawn Bar.
The Wayne family originally thought that the environment would be worse, but the mess inside the wall at the end was completely opposite to the mess outside.
Clean and tidy stone steps, bright and not dark underground passages.
Not long after Sam led them, they came to the Dawn Bar with its neon signboards on.
Broken Ax Bar is really broken!
Pushing open the door, dynamic music came from inside.
When they walked in, beams of light like ambient lights hit them all.
Compared with Kenny's embarrassment, the Wayne family behaved very naturally.
Especially Vincent, who was shaking his index finger at Bradley, who was toasting, was completely unaffected by the enthusiastic gazes of the Aurors.
Sam jumped onto the stage in the center of the bar, "Tonight's consumption will be paid by Director Graves!"
He tilted his head to avoid a wine bottle, looked towards the Wayne family, "Welcome to the American wizarding world!"
Bradley shook his head helplessly, got up and greeted the children.
Kenny's eyes brightened.
He seems to yearn for this kind of life very much.
After a difficult task, come to the bar to relax.
Jennifer and the four boys had the same expressions as him.
Linyin came to the bar alone and ordered a low-alcohol cocktail from the well-dressed house elf.
Her eyes kept going back and forth between Kenny and Vincent.
One was making a fuss on the stage, and the other was holding a glass of iced Coke.
"Mr. Wayne, I recommend you try the golden liqueur here." Bradley introduced the wine to Eric.
This is a kind of honey produced by African Tunisian bees, and the taste is biased toward sweet and golden liquor.
After taking a small sip, Eric almost vomited out.
"It's hard to drink?"
"No, much better than Gamp."
Bitter before sweet belongs to yes.
Evelyn took a sip, "I think it's pretty good, maybe it's because he doesn't like too sweet."
Eric looked at the menu and found that there are almost wines from all over the world.
He ordered a glass of pure Scotch whiskey, "no ice, just drink."
There is a saying in the Big Bang Empire: What can't be cured even by whiskey is already curable by medicine.
Bradley shook his head, bowed his head and took a sip of the golden rum.
Vincent, holding a Coke with ice, was thinking about the two things Eric had just told him quietly.
"?" This magic rune, anyone who knows it knows that it is his exclusive mark.
And the imprint of chasing the holy artifact is obviously telling him that there are many voodoo parties here.
Great is really great.
The other party knew that he would definitely hold a grudge, so he deliberately left this exclusive mark.
Most wizards only know that the imprint belongs to the saints, and they will not contact the Deathly Hallows at all.
So, this is a test.
Dumbledore is like this, and so is Grindelwald.
Vincent shook the ice cubes in the glass and began to think about the problem from the opposite angle.
If he had foreseen something, he would have sent someone to be a bodyguard right away.
People are gone, but they are really gone.
"What are you thinking?" Linyin sat next to him with a cocktail.
Vincent looked at Kenny who was dancing with Jennifer on the stage, "You gave up?"
"I should have given up a long time ago." She held the wine glass with both hands, "After this incident, I found that what I want is actually not very suitable for me."
Vincent, who pretended not to understand, took a sip of Coke.
After leaving it for a long time, there is not much carbon dioxide left in it.
"Have you decided yet?"
"I've already thought about it."
Linyin showed such an expression, "You don't look like a 12-year-old child at all."
Vincent asked her back, "If so, would you still cooperate with me?"
"No." She smiled and raised the cocktail in her hand, "I wish us a happy cooperation."
"Ding--"
When Sam on the stage saw this scene, he became even more convinced that the two had something to do with each other.
In an instant, emotions such as envy and jealousy appeared on his face one after another.
After seeing the close interaction between Kenny and Jennifer, an unknown fire burned in his heart.
girlfriend?
He can live well alone!
……
……
