"I am willing to take the lead and devote myself to the cause of exorcism."
"I am willing to be the vanguard of light and sweep away all evil."
"I am willing to work with everyone to maintain love and peace in the wizarding world!"
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"He is so brave!" A woman wiped her tears with a handkerchief
"He must be an outstanding leader!" "He is such a hero!"...
Hermione and Mrs. Molly stood in the audience, their eyes locked on the table, and their praise was beyond words. The Grangers were behind them. They knew very little about magic, and they really thought that Lockhart was the leader of some organization.
people.
The front row boasted, and the back row agreed. This is what everyone saw when they returned to the bookstore.
"Ginny, call your mother back and get ready to leave." Mr. Weasley said with a livid face.
"Harry, Ron, you also go and drag Hermione back," Ivy lowered his head and whispered.
The process went smoothly, and the two people who were forcibly taken away only complained a few times.
When they returned to the fireplace behind Gringotts, everyone was much calmer. Harry still went with the Weasleys. They bought a lot of things and it was more convenient to go back directly using Floo powder. Ivy and Betty were also going to use it.
Floo fans back, and Hermione drives home with her parents through the Leaky Cauldron.
They made an appointment to see each other after school started, and Harry and the Weasley family left first. Ivy and Betty sent Hermione and her family to the car and flew home.
There is still more than a month before the start of school, and the Ivy family has resumed their previous life. Ivy goes to the club to box, Betty learns new spells, and Erin and Wendy study potions.
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At six o'clock that afternoon, Ivy left the club after taking a shower after exercising. Today is the last day of vacation, and he will report back to Hogwarts tomorrow.
The club is located in a single-family house in the suburbs of western London. He arrives at three in the afternoon and leaves at six in the evening. It takes almost an hour to get there, and his mode of transportation is a skateboard.
I have to say that the lighting in the suburbs of London is really poor. The street lamps are built seven or eight meters high. Originally, the light was very weak when it reached the ground, but it turned out that it only lit up when the lamp was blocked. He had to install a lighting device on the skateboard. Fortunately, this
There are many modification shops in London.
Ivey was gliding on the sidewalk next to the road, pedaling from time to time to maintain his speed. From the time he left the club until now, he had not met a single pedestrian. On the entire road, except for the occasional passing vehicle, he and the street lights were the only ones.
But he has become accustomed to it. Even in the city, the security is not good at night, let alone the suburbs. There are definitely more bad people than good people in this place. Theft, robbery, and fights are commonplace. Good luck.
You can also come across a transaction site for high-end products and guns, and you might end up getting shot.
After passing under an viaduct, Ivey slowed down. He saw a dilapidated van parked in the open space on the side of the road. Two abandoned oil drums were burning, and five or six black figures surrounded the oil drums.
While we were chatting, there was a large speaker playing music next to us.
The lights on the skateboard caught their attention. One of the black figures stood up and turned off the sound. With the sound of the pulley bearings rubbing, Ivy stopped in front of them.
"Hello everyone. I haven't seen you for such a long time. Why are you bullying me?" He greeted with a smile, indicating that he was very friendly.
But the effect didn't seem to be big. Several black boys looked at him nervously, and a guy who looked obviously taller and stronger, possibly the leader, stepped forward.
"You - what else do you want?" The voice was a little lacking in confidence.
"Don't be nervous, I'm not here to hit anyone. I'm just passing by - just passing by."
Seeing how timid the guys were, Ivey was about to turn around and leave. Seeing that he was about to leave, the guys heaved a sigh of relief.
"Oh! By the way~" Unexpectedly, he suddenly came back to kill again
The gangsters were so frightened that they heard him say, "Where is your previous boss? Why didn't you see him?"
It's okay not to mention it, but when I mentioned it, everyone on the other side looked scared. In the end, the boss stuttered and said, "Jesse is in the hospital. I heard that she became a vegetable."
"What a pity~" he said with emotion, "Okay, you guys go about your business, I'm leaving."
On the way, Ivey recalled what happened. The cause still started with the Fight Club. Due to his physical condition, in just one month, he had no opponents in the department.
In terms of fighting, he is far superior to others in terms of sensitivity, endurance and reaction speed. The only shortcoming is his strength. Even with the increase of potions, it can only reach the standards of ordinary adults. Maybe it sounds like potions to everyone.
The effect is not big, but don't forget that he is only 12 years old, and the effect of the medicine is doubled when he is an adult.
Although he is already taller than his peers, he is still far behind those veterans who have been training for decades.
But he also has an advantage that others don't have - excellent physical strength. That is, the density of bones and muscles is much higher than others. Everyone knows that the effect of force is reciprocal. It is possible that you can punch Ivey with all your strength - he
It's okay, but the shock will make your own arm hurt. So even if it's a force confrontation, he won't suffer at all.
The only thing I'm afraid of is the skill of using strength like judo and wrestling. This type of people is also a group that Ivey can't defeat in the club. Moreover, these people are tall and big, and their forearms are bigger than Ivey's thighs.
It was rough. He punched it, and it could be said that there was no pain or itching except for the vital parts.
Of course, these are all based on competition. In a real life-and-death fight, no one can be his opponent.
After mastering a skill, it is natural to want to practice it. After all, as the old saying goes, no matter how much you practice, it is not as good as an actual battle. So, after clearing the club, Ivey once again took up the idea of suburban gangsters.
In this way, when he goes home every night, he will put on a high-end sports brand outfit to attract strange people. Anyway, he is very talented and bold, and he will not overturn even if he encounters a gun.
Facts have proved that the fishing effect is really good. In one month, Ivey defeated five waves of people and gained a lot of experience. His attacks were also relatively heavy, and it was normal for the gangsters to have lame arms and broken legs.
The vegetative Jesse mentioned before is the worst one. Not only does he want to rob, he also... how should I put it - he is gay.
When Jesse took out a dagger and wanted to force classmate Ivy to hand over his virginity, Ivey smashed his knees with a low whip. When he squatted down in pain, he twisted his steps and instantly came to the back with his hand.
He grabbed his chin and pulled it back, and at the same time raised his leg and hit his cerebellum with a knee.
Ivey had murderous intentions at the time. But he was not sure whether killing would have an impact on his soul, so he took back most of his power when he hit his knee in the end, so no one died.