Chapter 820: A Childhood Idol with a Full Face and a Beard
For the old king's own brain, why William was able to build a spaceship.
William was overjoyed, and for a while he didn't have time to care about Charles Cavendish on the other side of the glass wall, and asked Philip tentatively,
"Your Majesty, what kind of transcendent power do you mean by magic, knights of faith, genetic mutations?"
Philip didn't answer, but asked, "And you have received extraordinary favor in that aspect?"
Seeing that he couldn't say anything, William let go of the idea of temptation, "Then let's deal with the issue of Viscount Charles first, and talk about the rest later."
Turning to leave the observation room, as soon as the door opened, the old butler looked through the door to see if he was safe.
William didn't care about the old man's actions, but suddenly found that two young men in black suits and guards' outfits emitted a wave of magical energy and swept towards the observation room.
After confirming that Philip was okay, the two young men put away their magic and smiled at William, who was looking at them.
But William was stunned by the appearance of a guy in front of him for half a second.
Then, in the surprised eyes of everyone, he took the initiative to reach out to a young man with round-rimmed glasses and a bearded face.
"William Devonhill, 17th Earl of Oxford, first Duke of Oxford".
"I, I",
If William only said his name, the other party would probably shake William's hand normally and then report his name.
But now William is talking about the title, the man with round-framed glasses has a straight look, his upper body is straight, and he is right, "Hello, Your Excellency Duke Devonhill, I am Harry Potter, a member of the Order of Merlin, and it is a pleasure to meet you."
NM's is really this crippled guy, if it weren't for the magic fluctuation just now, William would never have recognized him with a beard.
Tentatively asked, "I'm glad to meet you, so after Voldemort is dead, you will come to the palace to be His Majesty Philip's advisor?"
Suddenly revealed his identity, Harry and the other wizard couldn't help but look at William in surprise.
"Yes, yes, Duke Devonhill, but you, how do you know that?"
"Hehe, I'll talk about that later, but I heard that Voldemort is dead, probably the best news I've heard this year."
After speaking, William looked at the old butler, pointed to Harry and his fellow wizards, and said, "Except for Mr. Potter and his companions, the other guards have left here and gone to guard outside, and by the way, give me a pistol."
"This?"
The old butler was hesitating when Philip's voice came from the observation room that had not yet closed, "Alright, just do as William says."
"Understood, Your Majesty".
The old butler bowed to Philip's back and left with the other guards.
But before leaving, William beckoned to the old butler, and the old man reluctantly took out his CZ83, "I hope you don't have a chance to use it."
Taking the pistol, William waved his hand and motioned for the butler to leave, "Sorry, I'll be able to use it right away."
After speaking, William ignored the slight change in his face, stood silently between him and the observation room, and the old butler who blocked the shooting angle with his body walked into the interrogation room by himself.
As soon as the door opened, Charles Cavendis, whose hands were locked on the metal table, said excitedly after seeing clearly that it was William,
"God, William, why did you let people arrest me? Even if you don't recognize me as your relative, uncle, you don't need someone to arrest me."
"Bang" a gunshot.
A completely unreasonable shot, not only Philip who was watching was shocked, but Harry and the old butler outside the door couldn't help but take a few steps and look into the interrogation room from the door that had not yet been closed.
Fortunately, this shot hit Charles in the cheek, but even if it was a bruise, the left side of his face was quickly stained red with blood.
Before the three of them could come to their senses, they saw William holding the gun, turned to look at them, and then leaned against the door frame and said, "I'm sorry, I can let me go, I'm going to close the door."
"You, you can't do that".
As soon as Harry's fellow wizard finished speaking, he watched in horror as William raised his gun, and the muzzle of the gun was pointed at his head.
"I'll count three times, and if you don't get out of the way, I'll send you to God."
"Understood, understood, Your Excellency Devon Hill".
The old butler didn't wait for the wizard who was pointed at the gun to speak, and pushed him and Harry back two steps, and he nodded and took the initiative to close the door of the interrogation room.
"I'm sorry, both of you, Lord Devon Hill is always very kind, but when something threatens his own safety and that of his family, he immediately goes from being a gentleman to a destroyer."
Hearing the old butler's explanation, Harry and the others felt a little better, after all, when it came to the safety of their families, even if they were wizards, they might do something unusual.
Although I was unhappy in my heart, no matter how unhappy I was, I had to endure this breath when I couldn't use magic on ordinary people.
But they endured it, but the butler continued, "Though it is offensive, I must warn you that you must not anger the Grand Duke Devonhill at such a time,
Otherwise, as long as you appear in London, you won't be able to escape the pursuit of the Devon Hill family.
In some ways, the power of technology far exceeds the power of magic, and no matter how powerful you are, you can't stop the bullets from the darkness."
The wizards of England are not hermits who don't know anything, and of course they understand the various assassination methods of modern society, and they can definitely take out those unsuspecting wizards.
"But where did he get the power to kill people wantonly?"
The butler said, "Just as you have a special department in the wizarding world, Grand Duke Devon Hill has the most mysterious secret service in England in his hands.
He had the right to do whatever he thought would be dangerous to England, and two years had passed and all his actions had proved him right".
And William, who has the right to take the initiative at this moment, is sitting opposite the frightened Charles Cavendish
He smiled and said, "Do you know how I found out you have a problem?"
"What?"
Charles, who was covering the wound on his face with his hand, shouted angrily while his heart was weak, but the expression on his face did not show any flaws.
"Are you crazy, William, I'm your uncle, Charles, what's wrong with me?"
After speaking, he also took the initiative to untie his shirt, revealing a gunshot wound on his chest, "Look at this, you tell me, this wound was not discussed between you and me,
Let's take a shot and use it to frame those relatives who also inherit the inheritance of the Kans family,
And in return, I gave you Château Margaux, the F1 team, and the estate of dozens of acres on Lake Como.
Have you forgotten all this?
Or do you think you got too little, and now you want to frame me so that you can get more wealth?"
"Smack, smack, smack, good, good, very good".
While applauding, William stood up, walked behind Charles, and said with a smile, "Originally, I wasn't sure of your identity,
But the more you talk, the more clear it will be to me about your identity, because there is no way for a demon girl who can also transform to gain the memory of the other party like you."
After saying that, William slapped Charles on the back.
"Voldemort is dead?"