Merlin looked at this hot thing with some sorrow.

The ability of dementors to be killed is a headache, and they are nominally jailers of the British Ministry of Magic, and they are also "public officials". It is a bit too hatred to take them out casually.

His eyes fell on the other side of the table, where there was a black leather glove, the material Merlin was planning to use to make the door key, and this time he planned to make a door key that could be used for a long time.

He looked at the gloves and looked at the stones in the box again.

Soon, an immature idea appeared in Merlin's mind.

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At three o'clock in the afternoon, in front of the Woolworth Building in downtown New York, Merlin, wearing a constant gray casual suit, frameless glasses, and carrying a magic handbag given by Harry, waited for Nick Fury who arrived on time.

This guy who always wears windbreaker, military trousers and combat boots, has changed into a steady suit for the first time today, with a bow tie around his neck, and the slightly rude eye mask on his left eye was also taken off, replaced by a pair of somewhat old black sunglasses.

Well, it's the one Merlin gave to him.

Behind Fury, Maria Hill, wearing a short professional dress, light makeup, and holding some information in her hand, also wore a pair of burgundy glasses, looking full of the feeling of an urban beauty.

"Your outfit is too unofficial, right?"

Fury glanced at Merlin's casual outfit and said to Merlin:

"I have clothes in my car, go and change them."

"Need not."

Merlin looked at the watch on his wrist and said to Fury:

"Actually, I forgot to remind you that the aesthetics of wizards are different from ours. They admire the dresses of the last era, but they scoffed at the suits of the era. To be honest, your outfit is too weird, not as good as the windbreaker and eye mask you used to look at."

"Then you said it earlier?"

Fury reached out to take off the bow tie on his neck with some discomfort. He unbuttoned the first button, glared at Merlin, then turned back into the car. After a few minutes, Fury appeared again.

Fury moved his shoulders and wrists, and he looked at the building in front of him that had been built in 1913, and he said to Merlin:

"Let's go, how should we get in? Take the elevator? Or go to the main entrance? I guess their stronghold is in the basement in this building?"

"No."

Merlin raised his head and looked at the white building in front of him. He reached out and pulled out the magic wand at his waist and knocked it on the street light next to him rhythmically.

It's like opening London's broken cauldron bar.

The next moment, in Fury and Hill's surprise gaze, the 792-foot building in front of them took the center as the dividing line. In the vibration of the horizon, the bricks kept rotating and retracting in a complex and mysterious way, just like a precise instrument being turned on.

The scene was like countless Rubik's Cubes were rotating together. Fury could not help but close his eyes after watching for a few seconds. Hill turned his eyes to the other side even more pale.

The American Magic France Association is hidden in the center of this building. A powerful illusion is imposed on the outside, which will have a strong impact on the spirit of ordinary people. It is a very correct choice not to see the process of unraveling this illusion.

After more than ten seconds, the complex change ended, and an upward staircase appeared in the center of the building in front of me. At the end of the staircase was a door full of Gothic style. On that door, there was a huge, vivid owl sculpture.

And in front of the door, Merlin's friend, the senior Auror Essinus, was already waiting for them there.

Merlin stretched out her hand and made a "please" gesture to Fury, he said:

"Please come in, sir."

"You and Hill are probably the few Muggles who have been invited to the Magic France Club since 1892."
Chapter completed!