Chapter 227: Will there be any problems if we do this?
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Hong Ri Zhang Wei Luo
Jack didn't have a bad memory.
Although he had only been to John's house once, he already remembered the way.
It's just that transportation is a bit troublesome.
It was still a suburb in the middle of the night.
There are no taxis or buses, so moving depends on two legs, which is a bit time-consuming.
They had no other choice but to walk first.
Along the way, Jack had time to think of other things.
In the original book, it seems that only Voldemort developed the magic for flying.
He is the only one who can fly.
Snape seemed to have learned this magic later.
Except for these two people, other wizards, including Dumbledore, had to rely on broomsticks to get around.
Of course, you can also use Apparition.
Jack still doesn't know how to use the convenient magic of Apparition.
He was so busy and had so many things to do that he could hardly spare any time.
Especially since he was still a student.
He was still attending school at Hogwarts, and just attending classes took up a lot of his time.
In addition, since it is a boarding school, many things cannot be done as one wishes.
Take this trip for example.
If it weren't for the new younger brother Mazan, he would probably still be worrying about how to leave school right now.
Really.
You must learn to apparate before the summer vacation.
Jack swore inwardly.
Otherwise, it would be a waste of time to rush like this again and again.
Fortunately, after entering the city, there are taxis.
They got in the car directly and asked the driver to take them to John's home.
**
**
John's home.
The luxurious residence, which was comparable to a small palace, was brightly lit.
In the main hall, a party was going on.
A large number of young women surrounded a few men, constantly complimenting and serving them.
Snow is a young man, just two years out of Hogwarts.
His eyes were wide open, enjoying the women's service.
There were two people beside his legs massaging his thighs.Someone behind him was rubbing his shoulders.
The one on the left is helping him peel the grapes, and the one on the right is holding his hand, pressing it gently, and constantly groping.
Snow had never seen such a scene before.
Especially those women, each and every one of them had less fabric than a swimsuit.
As a young man, he was completely unable to withstand this test.
Let alone a tent, my nose will bleed.
But at the same time, I felt weak inside.
I couldn't help but look to the left.
Over there, sat a man who looked to be about six or seventy years old. He had white temples and his loose wizard robe was opened wide, revealing his fluffy belly underneath.
Some bright red wine dripped from his equally white beard, slid over his big belly, and fell into a woman's mouth.
That man is Snow and their current leader, Cary.
As the current leader of the small group, Cary takes the lead.
There were as many as ten women surrounding him.
There were four people massaging his legs alone.
Very exaggerated.
Even if this was the case, Kari was not satisfied and stared at the center of the hall.
At this time, a group of girls was dancing.
Snow couldn't tell the name of this dance, but he just thought it was very beautiful and fully highlighted the gracefulness of the female body.
"Kah..." Snow hesitated for a moment, and finally asked Cary, "Cary, will everything be okay if we are like this now?"
He was still worried.
They had John's father under control.
This act of using magic directly in front of Muggles has violated the Secrecy Act.
What's more, they also used a curse similar to the Imperius Curse.
If someone discovered him, wouldn't he have to spend the rest of his life in Azkaban?
Kari, who was originally intoxicated with enjoyment, did not react for a moment after hearing this sudden question.
He turned his head and looked around in confusion.
It took a while to confirm that it was Snow talking to him.
"What are you talking about? I didn't hear clearly." His nose was red, and it was obvious that he had drank a lot of wine.
It is said to be a fine wine collected by the Bute family.
Kari doesn’t know, but it’s really delicious.
As expected of a wealthy Muggle family, the food they drink is of really high quality.
I accidentally drank a little too much.
"I mean, will there be any problems if we do this?" Snow lowered his voice a little, looking like he was guilty of committing a crime.
But no matter how low his voice was, there were still so many women around him who could still hear him.
Cary rolled his eyes at Snow's deceptive behavior.
"What are you afraid of? Haven't you seen the things in the laboratory?" Kari said disdainfully, "If those things are exposed, the adults above will only be grateful to us instead of holding us accountable."
He's a veteran.
He knows everything about the unspoken rules of the wizarding world and the way the Ministry of Magic operates.
It's different from a newbie like Snow who has just finished reading and has only been living in society for a few years.
"The crimes committed by the Bute family are too big to cover up our affairs." Kari said while touching the tenderness of the woman next to him, "Besides, we didn't do anything."
They really didn't do much.
He didn't force John's father to die.
Nor was he allowed to conduct some taboo research.
In the final analysis, it is just to control him and let him provide luxurious enjoyment for free.
Like wine, food and beauty.
Oh, not to mention, the body of a young girl is just beautiful.
Only a fool would care about bloodline, Muggles, wizards, etc.
People who say this have probably never tasted a few women in their lives, right?
A bad pen.
Speaking of which, Snow is also a bad character.
The tent is obviously too high, but they still talk about whether there will be any problem in doing so.
If you can, you can spit on me and say that I am a gentleman and am ashamed to associate with common people like you?
If you have the guts, don't grab the butt of the woman next to you?
What a righteous partner here.
Who are you acting for?
Not just a bad guy, but a piece of trash.
Cary didn't even bother to talk to Snow.
Turn around and look aside.
"Jones, is your barrier ready?"
Jones, whose name was mentioned, was playing a game of grape juice with a girl.
Not to mention, the grape juice chewed by the girl is particularly sweet.
Fascinating.
So much so that he didn't hear Kali's call.
It wasn't until I called him twice more that I realized what he was doing.
"What do you want from me?" He looked a little confused, "Oh? Barrier? No problem, as long as a wizard comes in, it will be detected."
Kari frowned after hearing this.
"Watch your words!" he scolded, "Let's just have fun! Don't get me into trouble! I don't want to use the Forgetting Curse to wipe your butts from time to time!"
He just used a magic spell to control Mr. Bute.
Others are not under control.
These young girls are just playmates hired by Mr. Bute with money.
It is a pure money transaction, only entering the body without magic, and does not involve any superfluous things.
Otherwise, I would say he is a veteran.
He does things in a very orderly manner, completely within the confines of the confidentiality law.
Although he had only been to John's house once, he already remembered the way.
It's just that transportation is a bit troublesome.
It was still a suburb in the middle of the night.
There are no taxis or buses, so moving depends on two legs, which is a bit time-consuming.
They had no other choice but to walk first.
Along the way, Jack had time to think of other things.
In the original book, it seems that only Voldemort developed the magic for flying.
He is the only one who can fly.
Snape seemed to have learned this magic later.
Except for these two people, other wizards, including Dumbledore, had to rely on broomsticks to get around.
Of course, you can also use Apparition.
Jack still doesn't know how to use the convenient magic of Apparition.
He was so busy and had so many things to do that he could hardly spare any time.
Especially since he was still a student.
He was still attending school at Hogwarts, and just attending classes took up a lot of his time.
In addition, since it is a boarding school, many things cannot be done as one wishes.
Take this trip for example.
If it weren't for the new younger brother Mazan, he would probably still be worrying about how to leave school right now.
Really.
You must learn to apparate before the summer vacation.
Jack swore inwardly.
Otherwise, it would be a waste of time to rush like this again and again.
Fortunately, after entering the city, there are taxis.
They got in the car directly and asked the driver to take them to John's home.
**
**
John's home.
The luxurious residence, which was comparable to a small palace, was brightly lit.
In the main hall, a party was going on.
A large number of young women surrounded a few men, constantly complimenting and serving them.
Snow is a young man, just two years out of Hogwarts.
His eyes were wide open, enjoying the women's service.
There were two people beside his legs massaging his thighs.Someone behind him was rubbing his shoulders.
The one on the left is helping him peel the grapes, and the one on the right is holding his hand, pressing it gently, and constantly groping.
Snow had never seen such a scene before.
Especially those women, each and every one of them had less fabric than a swimsuit.
As a young man, he was completely unable to withstand this test.
Let alone a tent, my nose will bleed.
But at the same time, I felt weak inside.
I couldn't help but look to the left.
Over there, sat a man who looked to be about six or seventy years old. He had white temples and his loose wizard robe was opened wide, revealing his fluffy belly underneath.
Some bright red wine dripped from his equally white beard, slid over his big belly, and fell into a woman's mouth.
That man is Snow and their current leader, Cary.
As the current leader of the small group, Cary takes the lead.
There were as many as ten women surrounding him.
There were four people massaging his legs alone.
Very exaggerated.
Even if this was the case, Kari was not satisfied and stared at the center of the hall.
At this time, a group of girls was dancing.
Snow couldn't tell the name of this dance, but he just thought it was very beautiful and fully highlighted the gracefulness of the female body.
"Kah..." Snow hesitated for a moment, and finally asked Cary, "Cary, will everything be okay if we are like this now?"
He was still worried.
They had John's father under control.
This act of using magic directly in front of Muggles has violated the Secrecy Act.
What's more, they also used a curse similar to the Imperius Curse.
If someone discovered him, wouldn't he have to spend the rest of his life in Azkaban?
Kari, who was originally intoxicated with enjoyment, did not react for a moment after hearing this sudden question.
He turned his head and looked around in confusion.
It took a while to confirm that it was Snow talking to him.
"What are you talking about? I didn't hear clearly." His nose was red, and it was obvious that he had drank a lot of wine.
It is said to be a fine wine collected by the Bute family.
Kari doesn’t know, but it’s really delicious.
As expected of a wealthy Muggle family, the food they drink is of really high quality.
I accidentally drank a little too much.
"I mean, will there be any problems if we do this?" Snow lowered his voice a little, looking like he was guilty of committing a crime.
But no matter how low his voice was, there were still so many women around him who could still hear him.
Cary rolled his eyes at Snow's deceptive behavior.
"What are you afraid of? Haven't you seen the things in the laboratory?" Kari said disdainfully, "If those things are exposed, the adults above will only be grateful to us instead of holding us accountable."
He's a veteran.
He knows everything about the unspoken rules of the wizarding world and the way the Ministry of Magic operates.
It's different from a newbie like Snow who has just finished reading and has only been living in society for a few years.
"The crimes committed by the Bute family are too big to cover up our affairs." Kari said while touching the tenderness of the woman next to him, "Besides, we didn't do anything."
They really didn't do much.
He didn't force John's father to die.
Nor was he allowed to conduct some taboo research.
In the final analysis, it is just to control him and let him provide luxurious enjoyment for free.
Like wine, food and beauty.
Oh, not to mention, the body of a young girl is just beautiful.
Only a fool would care about bloodline, Muggles, wizards, etc.
People who say this have probably never tasted a few women in their lives, right?
A bad pen.
Speaking of which, Snow is also a bad character.
The tent is obviously too high, but they still talk about whether there will be any problem in doing so.
If you can, you can spit on me and say that I am a gentleman and am ashamed to associate with common people like you?
If you have the guts, don't grab the butt of the woman next to you?
What a righteous partner here.
Who are you acting for?
Not just a bad guy, but a piece of trash.
Cary didn't even bother to talk to Snow.
Turn around and look aside.
"Jones, is your barrier ready?"
Jones, whose name was mentioned, was playing a game of grape juice with a girl.
Not to mention, the grape juice chewed by the girl is particularly sweet.
Fascinating.
So much so that he didn't hear Kali's call.
It wasn't until I called him twice more that I realized what he was doing.
"What do you want from me?" He looked a little confused, "Oh? Barrier? No problem, as long as a wizard comes in, it will be detected."
Kari frowned after hearing this.
"Watch your words!" he scolded, "Let's just have fun! Don't get me into trouble! I don't want to use the Forgetting Curse to wipe your butts from time to time!"
He just used a magic spell to control Mr. Bute.
Others are not under control.
These young girls are just playmates hired by Mr. Bute with money.
It is a pure money transaction, only entering the body without magic, and does not involve any superfluous things.
Otherwise, I would say he is a veteran.
He does things in a very orderly manner, completely within the confines of the confidentiality law.
