The Hogwarts Professor at Marvel

After the two Aurors Auman and Aaron saw it, they relaxed a little.

However, they still didn't relax their vigilance. Although the two looked relaxed, talking about something like friends, their eyes glanced at the middle-aged man's position from time to time.

"Let's bet, guess what?"

"I think it should have something to do with the black wizard of Kama Taj."

Omer bet with magic sound transmission.

"Be careful of exposure!" Aaron did not reply, but simply reminded him from the rumors, and then stopped talking.

The corner of Omer's mouth on the opposite side showed a slight hint of disdain, but it quickly returned to normal.

"Waiter, take the menu."

Omer waved to the waiter in the distance and motioned.

After hearing this, the waiter took the menu and walked to Omer.

"Sir, what do you want to eat?" The waiter put the menu in Omer's hands, and asked with a faint smile on his face.

"Is there any signboard to recommend?" Omer flipped through the menu, but didn't seem to see anything he was interested in on the table.

"Sir, if you want something sweet, we recommend salt baked chocolate biscuits, pralines"

The waiter still introduced with a smile on his face.

Omer listened quietly, nodding from time to time, waiting for the waiter to finish his introduction.

He said calmly, "Have three baked salted chocolate biscuits."

"One for each of us, and one for that gentleman." Omer ordered directly, and at the same time pointed to the middle-aged man who just came in not far away.

The waiter turned around and looked a little surprised.

"You know Mr. Wilson?"

Omer nodded, and then asked, "Is he a regular customer here?"

The waiter nodded, but shook again.

"Mr. Wilson, you just moved here not long ago, and you often come to our coffee shop." The waiter explained.

Omer nodded, without continuing to ask, he waved to the waiter to prepare dessert.

He stared at the figure of the waiter going away, as if he was thinking about something.

The next moment, he stood up, holding coffee, and walked towards the middle-aged man.

Aaron on the opposite side sighed, with a look of helplessness on his face.

It is also close behind.

"Hi, I'm Omer, this is my friend Aaron, Mr. Wilson." Omer sat across from the middle-aged man with a smile.

Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man on the opposite side glanced at the two of them.

Without saying a word, he picked up the coffee as if no one else was there, took a sip, and closed his eyes as if to savor it.

This made the smile on Omer's face disappear immediately, and his face was frosty.

They are Aurors, but they are violent law enforcement agencies of the Federation. Anyone who sees them usually looks respectful.

Aaron on the side looked normal.

then
Hey!
With a click, he put his magic wand on the table, as if indicating the identities of the two of them.

Throughout the Federation, wizards are respected.

It is common knowledge that only wizards can be equipped with wands.

Taking out the wand is the simplest way to remind the other party of his identity.

Let the other party distinguish between superiority and inferiority.

At the same time, Omer on the side closely watched the expression changes of the man opposite.

They are the Aurors, the largest wizarding law enforcement agency in the Federation.

Only others hide from them, and they never hide from others.

With his personality, if he suspects that the other party is a dark wizard, whether it is true or not, he will be arrested and interrogated first.

Now, after revealing his identity as a wizard, it depends on the other party's performance.

then
"You Aurors, you really can't change your shit!"

After the two Aurors Auman and Aaron saw it, they relaxed a little.

However, they still didn't relax their vigilance. Although the two looked relaxed, talking about something like friends, their eyes glanced at the middle-aged man's position from time to time.

"Let's bet, guess what?"

"I think it should have something to do with the black wizard of Kama Taj."

Omer bet with magic sound transmission.

"Be careful of exposure!" Aaron did not reply, but simply reminded him from the rumors, and then stopped talking.

The corner of Omer's mouth on the opposite side showed a slight hint of disdain, but it quickly returned to normal.

"Waiter, take the menu."

Omer waved to the waiter in the distance and motioned.

After hearing this, the waiter took the menu and walked to Omer.

"Sir, what do you want to eat?" The waiter put the menu in Omer's hands, and asked with a faint smile on his face.

"Is there any signboard to recommend?" Omer flipped through the menu, but didn't seem to see anything he was interested in on the table.

"Sir, if you want something sweet, we recommend salt baked chocolate biscuits, pralines"

The waiter still introduced with a smile on his face.

Omer listened quietly, nodding from time to time, waiting for the waiter to finish his introduction.

He said calmly, "Have three baked salted chocolate biscuits."

"One for each of us, and one for that gentleman." Omer ordered directly, and at the same time pointed to the middle-aged man who just came in not far away.

The waiter turned around and looked a little surprised.

"You know Mr. Wilson?"

Omer nodded, and then asked, "Is he a regular customer here?"

The waiter nodded, but shook again.

"Mr. Wilson, you just moved here not long ago, and you often come to our coffee shop." The waiter explained.

Omer nodded, without continuing to ask, he waved to the waiter to prepare dessert.

He stared at the figure of the waiter going away, as if he was thinking about something.

The next moment, he stood up, holding coffee, and walked towards the middle-aged man.

Aaron on the opposite side sighed, with a look of helplessness on his face.

It is also close behind.

"Hi, I'm Omer, this is my friend Aaron, Mr. Wilson." Omer sat across from the middle-aged man with a smile.

Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man on the opposite side glanced at the two of them.

Without saying a word, he picked up the coffee as if no one else was there, took a sip, and closed his eyes as if to savor it.

This made the smile on Omer's face disappear immediately, and his face was frosty.

They are Aurors, but they are violent law enforcement agencies of the Federation. Anyone who sees them usually looks respectful.

Aaron on the side looked normal.

then
Hey!
With a click, he put his magic wand on the table, as if indicating the identities of the two of them.

Throughout the Federation, wizards are respected.

It is common knowledge that only wizards can be equipped with wands.

Taking out the wand is the simplest way to remind the other party of his identity.

Let the other party distinguish between superiority and inferiority.

At the same time, Omer on the side closely watched the expression changes of the man opposite.

They are the Aurors, the largest wizarding law enforcement agency in the Federation.

Only others hide from them, and they never hide from others.

With his personality, if he suspects that the other party is a dark wizard, whether it is true or not, he will be arrested and interrogated first.

Now, after revealing his identity as a wizard, it depends on the other party's performance.

then
"You Aurors, you really can't change your shit!"

After the two Aurors Auman and Aaron saw it, they relaxed a little.

However, they still didn't relax their vigilance. Although the two looked relaxed, talking about something like friends, their eyes glanced at the middle-aged man's position from time to time.

"Let's bet, guess what?"

"I think it should have something to do with the black wizard of Kama Taj."

Omer bet with magic sound transmission.

"Be careful of exposure!" Aaron did not reply, but simply reminded him from the rumors, and then stopped talking.

The corner of Omer's mouth on the opposite side showed a slight hint of disdain, but it quickly returned to normal.

"Waiter, take the menu."

Omer waved to the waiter in the distance and motioned.

After hearing this, the waiter took the menu and walked to Omer.

"Sir, what do you want to eat?" The waiter put the menu in Omer's hands, and asked with a faint smile on his face.

"Is there any signboard to recommend?" Omer flipped through the menu, but didn't seem to see anything he was interested in on the table.

"Sir, if you want something sweet, we recommend salt baked chocolate biscuits, pralines"

The waiter still introduced with a smile on his face.

Omer listened quietly, nodding from time to time, waiting for the waiter to finish his introduction.

He said calmly, "Have three baked salted chocolate biscuits."

"One for each of us, and one for that gentleman." Omer ordered directly, and at the same time pointed to the middle-aged man who just came in not far away.

The waiter turned around and looked a little surprised.

"You know Mr. Wilson?"

Omer nodded, and then asked, "Is he a regular customer here?"

The waiter nodded, but shook again.

"Mr. Wilson, you just moved here not long ago, and you often come to our coffee shop." The waiter explained.

Omer nodded, without continuing to ask, he waved to the waiter to prepare dessert.

He stared at the figure of the waiter going away, as if he was thinking about something.

The next moment, he stood up, holding coffee, and walked towards the middle-aged man.

Aaron on the opposite side sighed, with a look of helplessness on his face.

It is also close behind.

"Hi, I'm Omer, this is my friend Aaron, Mr. Wilson." Omer sat across from the middle-aged man with a smile.

Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man on the opposite side glanced at the two of them.

Without saying a word, he picked up the coffee as if no one else was there, took a sip, and closed his eyes as if to savor it.

This made the smile on Omer's face disappear immediately, and his face was frosty.

They are Aurors, but they are violent law enforcement agencies of the Federation. Anyone who sees them usually looks respectful.

Aaron on the side looked normal.

then
Hey!
With a click, he put his magic wand on the table, as if indicating the identities of the two of them.

Throughout the Federation, wizards are respected.

It is common knowledge that only wizards can be equipped with wands.

Taking out the wand is the simplest way to remind the other party of his identity.

Let the other party distinguish between superiority and inferiority.

At the same time, Omer on the side closely watched the expression changes of the man opposite.

They are the Aurors, the largest wizarding law enforcement agency in the Federation.

Only others hide from them, and they never hide from others.

With his personality, if he suspects that the other party is a dark wizard, whether it is true or not, he will be arrested and interrogated first.

Now, after revealing his identity as a wizard, it depends on the other party's performance.

then
"You Aurors, you really can't change your shit!"

After the two Aurors Auman and Aaron saw it, they relaxed a little.

However, they still didn't relax their vigilance. Although the two looked relaxed, talking about something like friends, their eyes glanced at the middle-aged man's position from time to time.

"Let's bet, guess what?"

"I think it should have something to do with the black wizard of Kama Taj."

Omer bet with magic sound transmission.

"Be careful of exposure!" Aaron did not reply, but simply reminded him from the rumors, and then stopped talking.

The corner of Omer's mouth on the opposite side showed a slight hint of disdain, but it quickly returned to normal.

"Waiter, take the menu."

Omer waved to the waiter in the distance and motioned.

After hearing this, the waiter took the menu and walked to Omer.

"Sir, what do you want to eat?" The waiter put the menu in Omer's hands, and asked with a faint smile on his face.

"Is there any signboard to recommend?" Omer flipped through the menu, but didn't seem to see anything he was interested in on the table.

"Sir, if you want something sweet, we recommend salt baked chocolate biscuits, pralines"

The waiter still introduced with a smile on his face.

Omer listened quietly, nodding from time to time, waiting for the waiter to finish his introduction.

He said calmly, "Have three baked salted chocolate biscuits."

"One for each of us, and one for that gentleman." Omer ordered directly, and at the same time pointed to the middle-aged man who just came in not far away.

The waiter turned around and looked a little surprised.

"You know Mr. Wilson?"

Omer nodded, and then asked, "Is he a regular customer here?"

The waiter nodded, but shook again.

"Mr. Wilson, you just moved here not long ago, and you often come to our coffee shop." The waiter explained.

Omer nodded, without continuing to ask, he waved to the waiter to prepare dessert.

He stared at the figure of the waiter going away, as if he was thinking about something.

The next moment, he stood up, holding coffee, and walked towards the middle-aged man.

Aaron on the opposite side sighed, with a look of helplessness on his face.

It is also close behind.

"Hi, I'm Omer, this is my friend Aaron, Mr. Wilson." Omer sat across from the middle-aged man with a smile.

Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man on the opposite side glanced at the two of them.

Without saying a word, he picked up the coffee as if no one else was there, took a sip, and closed his eyes as if to savor it.

This made the smile on Omer's face disappear immediately, and his face was frosty.

They are Aurors, but they are violent law enforcement agencies of the Federation. Anyone who sees them usually looks respectful.

Aaron on the side looked normal.

then
Hey!
With a click, he put his magic wand on the table, as if indicating the identities of the two of them.

Throughout the Federation, wizards are respected.

It is common knowledge that only wizards can be equipped with wands.

Taking out the wand is the simplest way to remind the other party of his identity.

Let the other party distinguish between superiority and inferiority.

At the same time, Omer on the side closely watched the expression changes of the man opposite.

They are the Aurors, the largest wizarding law enforcement agency in the Federation.

Only others hide from them, and they never hide from others.

With his personality, if he suspects that the other party is a dark wizard, whether it is true or not, he will be arrested and interrogated first.

Now, after revealing his identity as a wizard, it depends on the other party's performance.

then
"You Aurors, you really can't change your shit!"