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I don't know if Mr. Auror's preparation had the desired effect or if the other party had no intention of intercepting on the road at all, anyway, there were no problems along the way, until Alan and his party quietly left the carriage with magic, and the driver didn't notice anything wrong.

After about half an hour of action, they finally reached their destination.

A guard on the border of Japan's magical realm.

It's a place that doesn't usually be of much use - because wizards with enough strength can bypass this surveillance, and unless it's a large number of wizards entering the country or a large number of wizards passing through in a short period of time, no one can be stopped here.

It's a testing station at best, but you'll have to register it if you want to enter the country legally - or the Ministry of Magic could arrest you at any time if you enter the country illegally like Alan used to.

In order to gain legal status, the Aurors had to pass through here - except, of course, Ellen.

The master of the arts was so bold that he even sneaked up and stared at Mr. Auror and them, using his dexterity and subtle magic to dodge the detected spells and objects - this was the most dangerous time, and if those bastards hung too much, he really didn't have the face to ask Mr. Auror for money.

The wizard in charge of entry and exit was not very tall, and he stuttered a little - I don't know if it was intentional, but the time was spent in the effort of arguing with him.

But fortunately, the other party still completed the handover of the entire formalities before the enemy appeared, and gave the proof of entry and exit to several people.

When he had done all this, he smiled at the Aurors and said, "Have you a memorable journey—now, gentlemen, please leave, or I will report to your superiors that someone has been stranded at the border." ”

There's no doubt about it - this guy definitely deliberately cheated on their time, and he reported that someone from Charried's side had left the country.

It's a pity that after all that has been done, Mr. Auror is helpless against this guy - if he makes a move against the other party, then it will undoubtedly be regarded as a provocation to the Japanese magic community, because the other party is just not very clear in his words, and he does not directly attack him.

After giving the other party a waiting expression, the Auror chose to rush out without a trace of pause - the four people who followed did not mean to pause at all, everyone knows that time is life at this time, and if you are intercepted by a slow step, it is really hopeless.

When the Aurors had told them about the plan, they had already told them that they could only delay for a while, and then let them escape with the illegal keys laid out at the border—if they were too slow for others to find them, they would have to complain that they were too slow—for which Mr. Auror promised a quarter of an hour.

At the other end of the teleportation site were Muggle clothing, coins, and the wands that the group needed most—something that Mr. Auror would never dare to buy in Japan, and it was easy to be targeted and found by the vine.

"Hurry up, don't be sluggish, time is limited - you know, there is still a chance to survive when you go back, once I am targeted, I will choose to give up at the most dangerous time, at most I will be hidden or even fired, don't think that I will delay you with my life - but once you are caught, I think your beloved headmaster will never be stingy to use your blood to wash away his shame!"

At the urging of Mr. Auror, a huge shell was held down by four men at once, and then disappeared in an instant, leaving only two belated spells to strike in place—apparently, as Mr. Auror thought—the boss had arrived.

"Good—very good, Auror, you've got the courage to do it, this is the second time you've hit me in the face in public. The tall and thin figure appeared against the backdrop of a bunch of wizards, and Principal Charried's tone was quite calm.

Without warning, dozens of spells came towards Mr. Auror - there was nothing to say at the moment, and by repelling or even killing him, Ilvermorny's group would be able to quickly reach the place where the teleportation was initiated, and then quickly analyze the destination of the teleportation.

With improvised teleportation, Charridad apparently couldn't get his hands on the old wizard's building that could counter-reconnaissance, and if he was killed, the ones who Ilvermorny had made traitors would be quickly recovered and killed.

For that purpose, it was acceptable for them to kill the Auror - such a thing could be suppressed given the school's standing in the American wizarding community.

A few of the flying spells were dodged, but the ground still made the ground fly with sand. As for the rest of the spell, it was unceremoniously smashed into Mr. Auror's shield, and a continuous thud was heard, as if it were a drum.

At the moment when the embers of the explosion first faded to the point where he could see, Mr. Auror looked at his shield as thin as a cicada's wings—just a little bit before the other party's magic could directly attack him.

He's got a lot of confidence - even though he was experienced in a lot of battles as an Auror, he still misestimated the professors that Ilvermorny could mobilize, and although the other party was a complete academy, he was not weak in combat at all.

In this case, it would be difficult for him to hold on for five minutes on his own, but fortunately he still had backup - if it was the little imp named Allen, it would not be a big problem to hold on for ten minutes.

Now, though, the question is - where's that bastard?

Just after crossing the border, the imp vanished - but not as a person, but with covert magic to evade the surveillance station.

He must have prepared some kind of powerful magic—he thought to himself, and then dodged the two spells that came at him with a tumbling roll.

Violet-colored corrosive magic quickly spawned in his wand, and was smashed out, aiming directly at one of the most unskilled wizards - at this point, he had to buy time and advantage for Allen, and then let him buy more time - and lead him to escape.

He owes the bastard a lot of money anyway - he doesn't believe the other party is willing to give him up.

Before, he was still a little confident in escaping, but now it seems that if he had left the strength to escape, the other party would probably be able to solve him in three minutes - because at this moment he was so beaten by the spell that he had to run around in embarrassment, completely abandoning the defense of the teleportation area.

He was really dragging his life at the moment - several lethal spells almost smashed on his shield, and if the spells were strong enough, perhaps he could have been pronounced dead in the line of duty at the moment of his death.

Finally, after the shield had been broken for the tenth time, the Aurors couldn't help but shout, "Come out, man! If you go on like this, you can only ask Merlin to get the money from me!"

As he shouted, a spell overwhelmingly crushed the attacking spell, and Alan held a cup of hot cocoa in one hand and a wand in the other, and said in a relaxed tone: "Hey, I'm just halfway through my drink!"