Hogwarts Dark Lord Reserve

Today the New York Ghost Daily dropped a bombshell on the peaceful American wizarding world.

The front page headline on June 1992, 6, three headed cases.

A horrific tragedy happened yesterday near the crackling firework shop on Wizard Street.

According to the investigator of the case, Mr. Evan Smith, he was in a state of drunkenness at the time and wanted to go home. Because he drank too much alcohol last night, he was unconscious and he failed to observe the incident. Did anyone else show up at the scene.

"I was so scared, I just wanted to keep that guy out of the way, I thought I was too drunk, so I couldn't see where the guy was, I didn't think about anything, I just shot it, God Now, Merlin keep me alive."

The above is Mr. Evan's self-report.

In the early hours of this morning, the Auror team led by Mr. Jim Austin immediately protected the scene after hearing the news. Strangely, according to what Mr. Austin said.

Except for the three shriveled heads at the scene, the surrounding shops and roads are all intact, not damaged, and there is no feedback from the shop, and I have lost property.

During the on-site interview, our reporter learned that the three heads were engraved with words. This clue was strictly controlled by the Aurors. What was written on it?That made them feel like an enemy? ?

When the reporter tried to continue interviewing Auror, he was chased away by Auror. Why did this case happen?

Why did they die here, and their heads were hung on the street lamps to tell the world.

When will the Magic Council give a complete answer on this matter?Is Newt Scamander's coming to New York over?Is the wizarding world of America safe?Where should we go...

Please pay attention to the daily New York Ghost News, we will report the latest situation for you in real time, the reporter's name in the column below.

"It's just a gimmick." The woman standing by the window casually threw aside the newspaper in her hand, staring at the other two people in the room with bright eyes.

"No matter whether the people I send are successful or not, they will not leave the handle in the hands of others."

The black-haired man sitting on the sofa pounded on the table with one hand, and the sound startled the chestnut-haired young man next to him. He glanced at him unhappily. The black-haired man raised his head and revealed his face. It was Alex Gary.

"You shouldn't have acted on your own, Vivienne? Raimondo!" Alex stared at the woman in front of him indifferently. Fortunately, nothing happened, and those people shut their mouths forever.

Vivienne played with the buff curly hair that was pounding on her chest, and didn't add fuel to Alex's head. They were all in the same boat, and it wouldn't do her any good to annoy Alex before she achieved her goal. .

"Well..., didn't something happen? Besides, seeing an old acquaintance, Charlotte, coming, I really couldn't hold back."

Every hour she spends in that damn place in Azkaban chanting the name, carving words on the solid walls with her nails, it hurts, but it helps her survive, those damned plagues!Staring at the prisoner's fear, she came to her cell on time every day to clock in.

Those damned bedbugs approached her, and bad memories would keep reappearing. Without a magic wand, she couldn't resist at all. Even though she had escaped from that ghostly place, her face became radiant during this period of self-cultivation, but every time Thinking about it every time, she would keep shaking with fear.

Charlotte, Charlotte, Charlotte? Cuthbert!

Every night, the name Charlotte kept hanging on her lips. When she thought about this damn little bitch, she couldn't control her emotions. Vivienne flushed abnormally, and she patted the ghost with one hand. In the newspaper, the voice was hysterical.

"Our stage has already been built, and we're just waiting for her, the heroine, to sing the big show, Alex, don't forget, you promised me, you have to hand her over to me!"

Alex suppressed the anger in his heart, this woman is still useful, if not for those stinky reptiles only cooperating with her, he wouldn't spend so much money to get this mentally abnormal woman out!Make a sound to appease.

"Of course, of course, of course I remember, but the most important thing is to put it in the back, isn't it the best? Enough is enough for the starter, and driving her to a corner bit by bit, isn't it better than killing her all at once?"

"This can't kill her! Her ability is great." Vivienne stared, which made her beautiful face look hideous, she just wanted to disgust Charlotte, and didn't want to see that bitch smashed so comfortably, Li Li Turn your eyes away if the man is disgusted.

This action undoubtedly touched Vivienne's sensitive nerves. When she raised her wand, it was a curse.

"Vivian!" Alex yelled angrily, trying to stop the curse. Vivian gave a flattering smile, and sat down on the stool calmly.

"Crazy woman!" The chestnut-haired man cursed, kicked over the table next to him, calmed down for a while, and looked at Alex.

"The matter has come to this, it's better to cut the mess quickly, otherwise things will change later, that countryman carved the word "Thunderbird" on the faces of those people, he was attacked this time, he must feel that he was revenged by those poachers. , since that's the case, we might as well advance the schedule." The chestnut-haired man's voice was stern, and his eyes were full of malice.

"Andrew, please allow me to think about it, this matter cannot be rushed." Alex expressed his heartiness to his allies.

The chestnut-haired man is Andrew Graves. Alex was sent by Charlotte to the United States to assist Will Johnson in investigating the Thunderbird poacher incident. When he learned that Andrew was the person Charlotte was looking for, he immediately went to Came to visit.

Although the two of them have different goals, they can use each other's power to complete their own goals, so they cooperated.

"Think about it, you say that every time!" Andrew looked impatient. "Newt Scamander's dog skin plaster, as long as there is anything related to magical animals, he will become an immortal hunting dog, chasing after the target! You know that group of guys from the Ministry of Magic have come to me to talk about it How many times have you spoken!"

He is not afraid of death, but he is afraid that his death will be darkened by the Graves family. Their family has been excluded from the political center of the American wizarding world long ago when Grindelwald pretended to be a member of the Graves family. Any bad gossip, this family will be completely over.

Vivian didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, and said provocatively.

"I've waited long enough. Since you redeemed me, how much preparation and effort we have made, don't tell me that you want to run away when we are about to take action!"

"Of course it's impossible." Alex glanced at Vivienne coldly. One of these brainless idiots only wanted revenge, and the other just wanted to restore the family's former glory. That little bastard Charlotte is not so easy to deal with. .

The torture used on her own "relatives" made him deeply jealous even now. Melania still cared about blood and family ties, but the methods used by this child who was not in his eyes were actually More cruel and decisive than many adults.

Alex frowned and raised his head to ask Andrew.

"What about Gnarlak?"

"That greedy, lowly old goblin, he asked for so much treasure before he was willing to spit out the news." Andrew was extremely annoyed when he thought of this matter, and with his identity, he usually didn't even bother to go to a chaotic place like the Blind Pig Bar , not to mention doing business with goblins.

But the lesson of being betrayed last time was too profound. Those inferior people who took his money and did not do their job well enough to dare to betray him made him feel worried about entrusting these things to others.

"I know the news about those people, and I know where the person you are looking for is." Andrew said.

Alex remained silent, staring at the water glass on the table, trying to figure out his future destiny from the reflection in the water.

The other two also quieted down, and did not continue to find fault.