Operation Red Book

It's true that Thomas can change the shape of his body at will. As long as there is a gap, he can enter and exit freely.

Not to mention Luna, once the doll in her hand goes berserk, it is no less lethal than any weapon.

These are not things that ordinary humans can do. Ivy and Joshua are just human beings and cannot be compared with them at all.

They are born really strong, super strong!

"Then, is there any way for humans to become stronger?"

Ivy held her forehead and asked the two children with a glimmer of hope.

"Yes! Mr. Johnson and Mr. McCoff told us why they are respected!" Thomas said proudly with his hands on his hips.

Luna imitated Johnson, spread her legs, stepped one foot forward, squinted her eyes and said:

"You need money! More importantly, you need power!"

The black lines on Ivy's head were enough to cook a bowl of noodles. She lay on the table in despair.

It was clear that they only communicated for a few minutes, but Ivy was too tired to talk anymore.

"Well, Ivy and I are broke right now, and we really don't have the energy or mood to start a business."

Joshua squatted in front of the two men, sweating profusely while forcing a smile.

"That would be like Mr. Victor, who was captured and taken to the Russian Empire, and then genetically modified to become super strong!"

"Or like Alexander, who has giant genes in his family, he can kill an enemy with one hand, super strong!"

"Joshua doesn't look so old with his glasses on."

“But I’m not as young as I used to be.”

The two children sang in unison, but could not utter any useful information.

Joshua also lowered his head in frustration. The atmosphere on both sides was one cold and one hot, clearly two different worlds.

"Joshua, you're back. How's your recovery going?"

Ms. Bell, wearing a white coat, suddenly rushed out of the room, holding a bottle of steaming black potion in her hand.

Joshua subconsciously looked for a place to hide, but Thomas and Luna had already found their way under the table and behind the curtains.

"Oh, isn't this Miss Ivy? How is your recovery going? Are you still dizzy? Are your eyes still blurry? Can you walk in a straight line?"

Ms. Bell walked quickly towards Ivy, who was standing still, and took her hand enthusiastically.

"Would you like to try the magic potion I just developed? Drinking it will make your body light and float in the sky like a balloon!"

Ms. Bell revealed her true intentions and raised the black potion in her hand.

Seeing this, Joshua tried desperately to stop Ms. Bell's hand from rising.

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no..."

"Ms. Bell, please help us!"

Unexpectedly, Ivy smiled, took the black potion handed to her by Ms. Bell, and swung it casually in her hand.

"Hey, you..."

"I know that you, Ms. Bell, are a genius at healing magic!"

"Really? Hahaha, no..."

"No, I'm serious!"

As Ms. Bell shyly hesitated, Ivy casually placed the black potion in her hand on the table.

Then she took Ms. Bell's hand affectionately, her eyes fixed intently.

"I have been hoping to become a wizard since ten years ago, and I look forward to receiving the admission letter sent by owl every day."

"Owl? How do you know my Cupcake? It's very cute, but it doesn't deliver mail..."

"I have also fantasized countless times that I could go to Hogwarts, have my own magic wand, become an excellent witch, and fly over Mount Everest on a broomstick!"

"What is Hogwarts? What is a magic wand? I only know how to make potions. I can't fly with a broom..."

There was a strong desire in Ivy's eyes as she pressed forward step by step.

Ms. Bell smiled awkwardly and was forced into a corner by Ivy.

"Miss Bell, hi, Miss Bell, Miss Bell, Miss Bell..."

"I, I'm here, please go ahead..."

Ms. Bell's back was already against the white wall, with Ivy's two hands stretched out and wrapped around it in the middle.

Joshua stared at the scene in amazement. The two children also poked their little round heads out and stared silently at the two ladies standing by the wall.

"You are the only one who can fulfill my childhood wish!"

"Please teach me how to make potions!"

Ivy shouted loudly and forcefully, and the entire newspaper office suddenly fell silent, as if the pause button had been pressed.

"Yes, of course I can teach you," Ms. Bell said softly.

"But the materials for making potions must be collected and grown by you yourself, otherwise the preparation of the potion will not be successful."

"Huh? Ingredients for making potions?"

Ivy finally let go of Bell, and the two of them suddenly had some distance between them, which made Ms. Bell breathe a sigh of relief.

"Yes, yes!" said Ms. Bell, smiling.

"Materials are very important. I often have to travel around the world to collect raw materials. I also have a lot of land in my hometown in Ireland. There are all rare materials planted by me. These are the basis for making magic potions!"

Ms. Bell became more and more excited and began to describe her potion in vivid detail.

The situation changed instantly, and it was Ms. Bell who began to press Ivy step by step.

"A simple potion requires at least five ingredients, the most important of which are rare species."

"You often have to visit the fiery volcanoes in Greenland and catch a dozen fish that are breathing fire from their heads. You also have to wait in the Alps. If you are lucky, you can catch a mountain goat with long ears in three days."

"The hardest one to catch is the Amazon python. It's the most common, but you have to pluck the golden scales under its eyes when it sheds tears."

Ms. Bell was visibly excited, but Ivy, on the other hand, swallowed in panic, fear evident in her eyes.

"I welcome you to join me, Miss Ivy. You can start with something simple. Fish out five green-haired earthworms from the mud beside the Thames River, and then you can go to the golden monkeys' caves with me to pull out their nails!"

"No no no no no!"

Ivy couldn't bear it anymore. She jumped to the side and waved her hands hurriedly, her voice becoming light and turbulent because of fear.

"My, my, this is so different from what I thought, it's amazing that you can be Miss Bell."

"Ms. Ivy, although I am a genius potion witch that only appears once in a thousand years, I believe that under my guidance, you can also shine in potions!"

Ms. Bell was still chasing her, and Ivy hurried to the table where Thomas was hiding and began to tremble with him.

"Is the wizarding world so crazy? Or only crazy people can become wizards!"