Chapter 820 Childhood idol with a full face and a beard
The old king wondered why William could build the spaceship.
William was so happy that he didn't have time to pay attention to Charles Cavendish on the other side of the glass wall. He tentatively asked Philip,
"Your Majesty, what kind of extraordinary power are you talking about? Magic, knights of faith, genetic mutation?"
Philip didn't answer but asked, "Then in what aspect have you received extraordinary favor?"
Seeing that he couldn't say anything, William gave up his tentative thoughts and said, "Then let's deal with the problem of Viscount Charles first, and we can talk about the rest later when we have time."
Turning around and leaving the observation room, as soon as the door opened, the old butler stared at Philip through the door to check if he was safe.
William didn't pay much attention to the old man's actions, but suddenly he noticed that two young men in black suits and bodyguard outfits emitted a burst of magical energy and swept it towards the observation room.
After confirming that Philip was fine, the two young men put away their magic and smiled at William who looked at them.
But William was stunned for half a second by the appearance of the guy in front of him.
Then, under everyone's surprised gazes, he took the initiative to reach out to a young man wearing round glasses and a full beard.
"William Devonshire, the 17th Earl of Oxford and the first Duke of Oxford".
"me",
If William only said his name, the other party would probably shake hands with William normally and then say his name.
But now William was talking about the title. The man with round glasses straightened his face, straightened his upper body, and said seriously, "Hello, His Excellency the Duke of Devonshire, I am Harry Potter, a member of Sir Merlin. I am very happy to see you."
Happy".
NM is really this crippled guy. If it hadn't been for the magic wave just now, William would never have recognized him with his beard.
He asked tentatively, "I'm glad to meet you too. So after Voldemort is dead, you will come to the palace to be His Majesty Philip's advisor or bodyguard?"
When their identity was suddenly revealed, Harry and the other wizard couldn't help but look at William in surprise.
"Yes, yes, Duke Devonshire, but you, how do you know this?"
"Haha, we'll talk about this later, but hearing that Voldemort is dead is probably the best news I've heard this year."
After speaking, William looked at the old butler, pointed at Harry and his fellow wizards and said, "Except for Mr. Potter and his companions, the other guards have left here and are guarding outside. Give me a pistol by the way."
"this?"
Just as the old housekeeper was hesitating, Philip's voice came from the observation room that had not yet been closed, "Okay, just do what William said."
"Understood, Your Majesty".
The old butler bowed to Phillip's back and left with the other guards.
But before leaving, William waved to the old butler, and the old man reluctantly took out his CZ83, "I hope you don't have the chance to use it."
After taking the pistol, William waved his hand, indicating to the butler that he could leave, "Sorry, I can use it right away."
After saying that, William ignored the slight change in his expression and stood silently between him and the old housekeeper in the observation room, blocking the shooting angle with his body, and walked into the interrogation room on his own.
As soon as the door opened, Charles Cavendish, whose hands were locked on the metal table, saw that the person coming was William, and said excitedly,
"God, William, why did you let people arrest me? Even if you don't recognize me as your relative or uncle, there is no need for people to arrest me."
There was a "bang" gunshot.
A completely unreasonable shot, not only Philip who was watching was shocked, but Harry and the old butler who were outside the door couldn't help but take a few steps and look into the interrogation room through the door that was not closed.
Fortunately, this shot hit Charles' cheek, but even if it was a scratch, the left side of his face was still quickly stained red with blood.
Before the three Harrys could recover, they saw William holding a gun, turning to look at them, and then holding on to the door frame and said, "Sorry, can you give way? I'm going to close the door."
"You, you can't do this."
As soon as Harry's fellow wizard finished speaking, he saw in horror that William raised the gun in his hand, and the muzzle of the gun was pointed at his head.
"I count to three, if you don't get out of here, I will send you to see God."
"I understand, I understand, Lord Devonshire."
The old butler didn't wait for the wizard who was pointed at the gun to speak, and pushed him and Harry to take two steps back. He nodded and bowed and closed the door of the interrogation room on his own initiative.
"Sorry, you two, Lord Devonshire is usually very friendly, but once something happens that endangers himself and his family, he immediately changes from a gentleman to a destroyer."
Hearing the old butler's explanation, Harry and Harry felt a little better. After all, the safety of their families was involved, and even if they were wizards, they might do something unusual.
Although I feel unhappy, no matter how unhappy I am, I have to endure this tone when I can't use magic on ordinary people.
But they tolerated it, but the housekeeper continued, "Although it is a bit offensive, I must remind you not to anger Archduke Devonshire at this time.
Otherwise, as long as you show up in London, you will not be able to escape the pursuit of the Devonshire family.
In some aspects, the power of technology has far exceeded the power of magic. No matter how powerful you are, you can't stop the bullets from the darkness."
Wizards in England are not hermits who know nothing. Of course they understand the various assassination methods in modern society and can definitely kill those unsuspecting wizards.
"But where does he get the authority to kill people wantonly?"
The butler said, "Just like you have special departments in the wizarding world, Archduke Devonshire controls the most mysterious secret service in England.
He has the right to do anything he thinks will harm England, and two years on, all actions have proven him right."
At this moment, William, who holds the initiative, is sitting opposite the frightened Charles Cavendish.
He smiled and said, "Do you know how I found out you had a problem?"
"What?"
Charles, who was covering the wound on his face with his hands, felt guilty but at the same time, the expression on his face did not show any flaws and roared,
"Are you crazy, William, I'm your uncle, Charles, what can be wrong with me?"
After saying that, he took the initiative to unbutton his shirt, revealing a gunshot wound on his chest, "Look at this, tell me, this wound was not negotiated between you and me.
Let's take a shot and use it to frame those relatives who also inherit the inheritance of the Kansi family.
And as a reward, I gave you Chateau Margaux, the F1 team, and the manor with dozens of acres of land on Lake Como.
Have you forgotten all this?
Or do you think you got too little and now you want to frame me so you can get more wealth?"
"Pah, pah, pah, very good, very good, very good."
While clapping, William stood up, walked behind Charles, and said with a smile, "I wasn't sure about your identity at first.
But the more you talk, the clearer your identity becomes to me, because Mystique, who can also shape-shift, cannot obtain the other person's memory like you."
After saying that, William slapped Charles on the back.