660 The retired old man and the ordinary people who fluctuate with their fortunes
Hogwarts: Gray Wizard Volume 1 The Dark Wizard's Apprentice 668 Curse, look in the mirror "Wilfrid, how is the situation over there?"
On a small convex color monitor on the wall, a figure almost invisible in the darkness moved, and his voice came out from the phone.
At this moment, a blonde girl wearing a black skirt and suit came over, placed the file box in her hand on the corner of the table where the camera could see it, and opened it.
Wilfrid said to the person on the monitor very proudly,
"They will be sent back with today's tapes."
A flash of fire flashed across the monitor, and the man inside held a cigarette in his mouth and took a deep breath of smoke, "Not enough, Wilfrid, not enough!"
Wilfrid laughed and twisted his body to make the office chair slide beneath him, allowing the camera to capture more of the scene behind him.
"Have you seen that cute little sister? The youngest member of our team, even though she is wearing a black suit like everyone else, she still stands out from the crowd with her dazzling brilliance. She is so hot, sexy and seductive."
The man behind the monitor sneered, "Wilfred, I hope you understand that in a position like mine, what kind of woman do you want? You..."
Before he finished speaking, Wilfrid raised his finger and shook his words, interrupting him.
Wilfrid licked the corner of his mouth, a shrewd look appeared on his face,
He let out a weird laugh and clapped his hands,
Wilfrid smiled proudly,
The man across from the monitor was clearly pleased with this approach.
At this moment, a cold voice came from the door,
Suddenly, everyone in the room pulled out their guns from their tactical backpacks and pointed at the entrance.
"Who are you?" Wilfrid frowned and stood up. His hands behind his back quickly made tactical gestures at the secretary. The general meaning was to ask the secretary to protect the file box on the table while waiting.
good.
He approached slowly, giving enough time for the surrounding team members to adjust their fighting postures.
When he got closer, he saw a tall and handsome little boy, followed by a little girl who looked like an aristocratic girl. Suddenly, his pupils shrank sharply.
The clothes they were wearing...
This is a wizard's robe, he recognizes it!
Wilfrid screamed in horror,
However, no one moved at all, everyone seemed to be petrified,
Still maintaining a half-crouched posture with the gun raised, the whole room became extremely quiet for a while.
Anton walked down the steps with a gloomy face and said to him very sincerely,
He walked forward slowly, as if wandering in his own back garden, touching the cold instrument with his fingers.
With that said, he walked towards the direction of the camera and looked at the figure on the monitor coldly.
Wilfrid swallowed and watched him walk by in horror. He felt that his whole body became creepy. The wizard was so scary.
Of course he knew about wizards, but the wizards described in the information were as fragile as ordinary people without training. Without the stick, they couldn't even perform magic.
Wilfrid had watched a lot of videos before taking on this task, and he had already analyzed that as long as he fired earlier than the wizards raised their sticks, these wizards would not be afraid!
He believed that everyone in his team was an experienced shooter, not to mention himself who was proficient in sniping.
If he takes action, the wizard may not even know how he died!
But what's going on now
Obviously neither of the two children took out a stick, but each of his colleagues seemed to have been frozen in time, motionless.
Although he could still move, he did not dare to make too many movements to avoid being misunderstood by the other party.
Maybe, these people are not the same group as werewolves.
It is said that beasts like werewolves themselves are only marginal figures in the wizarding world, and few wizards like them.
Yes, if that's really the case...
Wilfrid's head turned rapidly, and he turned around quickly, showing a standard friendly smile,
"Of course." Anton raised the corners of his mouth with a sneer on his face, stretched out his hand and gently hooked her.
Suddenly, all the people in black suits except Wilfrid floated up, as if someone was grabbing them by the neck and being hung in the air.
Wilfrid looked at this scene with a horrified expression,
"Oh, I'll lend them their life force." Anton answered him sincerely. A small bottle flew out from the pocket of the wizard's robe, and suddenly, the people floating in the air began to struggle.
Twitching very strangely.
"Ha~" Anton raised his eyebrows, "It seems that you are all elites among Muggles, and you are quite determined."
Before he finished speaking, streams of blood mist poured out from those people in mid-air, surging, converging into blood-red liquid, and flowed into the small bottle.
"What are you doing?" Wilfrid's face turned extremely pale and he asked again with some difficulty.
Anton didn't answer him, he just looked at the person on the monitor expressionlessly and said to him,
"Ha~"
He turned to look at Wilfrid,
curse?
What curse?
Wilfrid looked at the child warily, thinking about how to pull out the pistol and shoot at the fastest speed, and at what angle to pull out the pistol...
He knew it right away!
I don't know why, but he obviously didn't control his body, but his legs began to move forward unnaturally.
he screamed in horror.
He even tried to pull it in a panic
A chair passed by. Although he knew that the chair could not stop his steps at all, this chair was like a lifeboat. Maybe he could jump on it and be saved.
It's a pity that he couldn't do it.
It wasn't just his feet that were out of control, he suddenly found that he couldn't control his hands either.
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The cold pistol handle on the strap.
This is obviously a danger signal.
Move!
My body, move quickly!
Wilfrid felt unprecedented despair, and within just a few seconds, his forehead was covered with sweat.
As if out of instinct, he opened the safety with his thumb. This was the handsome move he was most proud of in the past, but now it became a terrible death signal.
He could even predict what would happen next.
His right hand slowly lifted up uncontrollably, getting higher and higher...
Before he could finish his words, the cold barrel of the gun was forcefully thrust into his mouth. The strange smell of metal along with the hard touch made his throat twitch and make him vomit.
But he found that even his throat was no longer under control.
Anton smiled coldly, took out his wand, waved it gently, and muttered a spell he didn't understand.
Anton raised his eyebrows at him,
Wilfrid's eyes widened, and he whined as his abdomen twitched, but it was no use. He could only slowly walk to the position where the camera was pointed.
Anton ignored him and just looked at the figure on the monitor indifferently.
Bang~
Huge gunfire roared.
Wilfrid's eyes widened with despair, and he fell to the ground instantly.
At the same time, the monitor seemed to turn into a mirror, and in exactly the same way, the person opposite had a bullet hole opened in the back of his head by huge force.
And, the exact same falling action.
Blood splattered and smeared on the wall————
Anton stared silently at the scene opposite the monitor. Seeing that no one was coming, he couldn't help but curl his lips.
Boom~
In just an instant, countless flames burned in the room.
There were bursts of dull explosions in the flames. Anton glanced at the black suits floating in the air.
Anna pursed her lips,
Anton rubbed the wand in his hand,
The flames burned higher and higher, gushing and sweeping across the room, as if a terrible monster would jump out of the flames at any time.
The firelight reflected Anton's face, which was different from his usual smiling face. It was cold and devoid of any human color.
"If Scrimgeour can't get it done, yes, if the Ministry of Magic can't get rid of these Muggles who covet wizards, then I'll kiss them
Automatic hand."
"Oh, don't force me to start the first battle between wizards and Muggles. Although I try my best to avoid getting into such boring things, I am not afraid of getting into trouble!"