Lomon Losov slowly walked down the stairs.

In the living room, his favorite old wooden sofa had been put away, leaving only a cloud of dust, and all the utensils and knives on the kitchen counter were placed in the trunk in the middle of the living room with a traceless stretching spell.

Not far away, several wizards from the Manifest Destiny were inspecting the fireplace.

His daughter, Lovea, was leaning against the window, tilting her head and whispering something to her husband.

Lovea rested one hand on the windowsill and the other on her already slightly bulging lower abdomen - if nothing else, it would be three or four months at most before a cute little life would join the family.

Looking at the happy look on his daughter's face, Romon Losov seemed to see his wife again in a trance.

"Dad, we're all packed up and waiting for you. ”

Lovea looked at the old man's empty hands and frowned in confusion.

"Where's your luggage? Didn't you just say that you still need something from the bedroom......?

The old man did not answer his daughter's question, but looked up at the empty living room, his gaze brushing over the wizards in dark trench coats, and finally on the wrinkled old wizard with a wrinkled face.

In addition to Kurt Mayr, the other five young men did not look very old, perhaps a little younger than Loveya.

It's just that, judging from the tactical position they subconsciously maintained, as well as their neat and neat movements, with the same number of people, even the most elite magic strike team of the Russian Ministry of Magic may not be able to suppress these young people.

"Excuse me......"

Noticing Lomonosov's gaze, Kurt Mayer raised his eyebrows.

"Do you have any questions about the upcoming excursions? ”

"Excursions? Oh, yes, you're pretty good at finding beautiful words......"

Lomonosov muttered under his breath and snorted from his nose.

"It's not me—"

Kurt Mayer grinned and shook his head, and walked to the window to look outside.

"This is the saying prescribed by the eldest lady - for you and your family, now it is only necessary to meet the Sumarokovs, the Lermontovs in the safe house by the vehicles we have prepared in advance, and then get on the boat on time. ”

"What about you? That's a polyjuice potion...... Right?"

Lomonosov glanced at the tin pot at Kurt Mayer's waist and narrowed his eyes.

"Is this what you were talking about? It's a little different from what I imagined......"

As a Potions Master, even from so far away, he could still smell that familiar smell in the air.

You know, during the First Wizarding War, the large-scale infiltration of Polyjuice Potion left a very strong impression on both sides, and it couldn't be easier for a wizard to collect a few hairs.

"That's right, when you're gone, we'll be like you for a while. ”

Kurt Mayer nodded briskly, without any embarrassed panic on his face.

"As I said before, 'you' will be used as a decoy to attract all the forces in this land that might prevent your smooth evacuation, and in ten minutes or so, the 'Sumarokovs' and 'Lermontovs' will arrive here through the Floo network closely monitored by the Russian Ministry of Magic for tonight's barbecue. ”

Kurt Mayer gave a thumbs up and gestured to the lawn outside the window behind him, explaining with a relaxed expression.

"You see, we've even set up the barbecue grill and waited for it to get dark. ”

Over the past month, Gringotts Wizarding Bank has made a big effort to capitalize on a number of wizarding families who are willing to act as 'bait' to dispose of magical assets and exchange currencies, creating traces of possible absconding.

People are always convinced of what they reason, which is a common problem of all intelligent people.

And when they pay a certain price for it, this will affect this subjective judgment tenfold and hundredfold, American goblins, American wizards, the International Federation of Wizards, the Russian Ministry of Magic...... The entanglement of interests in this land is too complex, and the omission of any small link is very likely to trigger an unimaginable chain reaction, which will eventually lead to the exposure of the overall plan.

Because of this, Elena chose to actively detonate multiple "realities" to increase the stability of the evacuation plan.

"So, so ...... Are you going to sacrifice yourselves to cut off the queen for us?!"

Lomonosov frowned, as if he had been stabbed by something sharp.

"Rest assured, we are professional. We have a comprehensive plan for the next steps. ”

Kurt Mayer waved his hand nonchalantly and tapped the watch on his wrist.

"Anyway, the time is almost up...... I suggest you get in the car as soon as possible, and calculate the time, the chaos in Moscow is almost over, and a Ministry of Magic official or someone else may appear around at any time. ”

"Okay, I see—wait a few minutes. ”

Lomonosov took a deep breath, walked over to his daughter and said calmly.

"Lovea, lend me your wand again, and I'll pack up a little bit, and I'll be fine in no time. ”

"Actually, I can help you ......."

Lovia blinked, a little confused.

"I'm a wizard! Lovea! I'm not losing my magical powers!"

Lomonosov frowned, snorted a little displeasurefully, and repeated.

"Wand ......"

"Well, okay, okay, you can take it. ”

Lofuya looked at her stubborn father in front of her, sighed angrily and amusedly, and pulled out her wand and handed it to Lomon Losov, who had always been a little emotional about this since his father's wand was confiscated by the Ministry of Magic.

At the same time, the wizards standing by the fireplace stopped their movements and looked at the father and daughter.

A young wizard's lips moved slightly, making a sound like a mosquito.

"Mr. Coulter, we ......"

"Shhhhh

Kurt Mayer raised his fingers and shuttered, a strange look flashing in his eyes.

"Fig wood, thirteen and a quarter inches, a unicorn cane core, is a replica of your mother. ”

Not far away, Lomon Losov stroked Lovya's wand and whispered.

"You know, Lovea, you're too much like your mother when she was younger. Of course, your personality is similar to me, stubborn and willful, and after becoming a mother in the future, you must remember to be more mature. ”

"You've said it many times, Daddy—I know, but Mommy's one is a little shorter. ”

Lovea sighed helplessly, "Alright, now is not the time to reminisce about the past, it's time for us to go!"

"No, it's you. Without me—"

Lomon Losov shook his head with a smile and looked tenderly at her daughter, who was about to become a mother.

"Love, I remember promising you that I wouldn't lie again. I'm sorry, I've broken my promise again. ”

"W-"

"Faint!"

Before Lovea could react, she saw a tappe of the wand in Lomon Losov's hand.

A dazzling red light silently sank into her chest, and Loveya's body fell limply as if she had lost her strength, and was firmly caught by the old man who had already prepared, and carefully placed it in the arms of her son-in-law with a bewildered face.

"Andrey, Loveya, and my granddaughter, I will leave it to you in the future—take good care of them. ”

"But, but...... Daddy......"

Young Andrei looked at his wife, who had the remains of disbelief on his face in his arms, and said at a loss.

"Listen! I can't go with you!"

Lomonolosov raised his wand and calmly pointed it at the immature Andrei.

"Now swear to me that you will do whatever it takes to take care of and protect their mother and daughter, and then disappear from my eyes cleanly like a man - or are you going to try and pull out your wand before my spell hits you?"

"Father, this ......" a look of struggle appeared on Andrei's face.

"Mr. Andrey, the time is almost up, it's time to go. ”

Kurt Mayer drew his wand and tapped André on the shoulder, reminding with a smirk.

"As for this side, leave it to me, old man, and I promise to send your father-in-law back safe and sound. If you and your wife are unconscious...... Well, it doesn't seem like a big deal either. ”

"But—"

Andre swallowed his saliva, looked at his father-in-law who suddenly became strange in front of him, and the old wizard behind him who faintly exuded a dangerous aura, and then looked at his wife in his arms, did not continue to argue, and nodded silently.

"Well, I'll leave the rest to you. ”

"Oh," Kurt said with a relaxed expression, "don't worry, and remember to grab your wife's wand." ”

Kurt Mayer said as he took out a long black carton from his bosom and threw it to Lomonosov, who was not far away, waving his hand nonchalantly, grinning evilly.

"I bought it from a Russian official at a high price for twelve gold galleons, so you can use it first. ”

"Hey, you guys are ...... Have something going for one. ”

Lomon Losov glanced at the name tag on the carton and shook his head with emotion.

There is no doubt that the energy and penetration of these wizards of the Destiny Group far exceeded his imagination - or to put it another way, the speed of degeneration of the Russian magical world has far exceeded his expectations.

You know, until a few years ago, these were contraband at the highest level of custody of confiscated items.

Accompanied by the figures of Andre and Lovea, they disappeared into the living room.

Lomonolosov heard their heavy footsteps disappear on the gravel walkway outside, followed by the slamming of the doors and the unpleasant roar of the engines.

Now, only him, Kurt Maier, and two other wizards from the Manifest Destiny Group were left in the room.

Lomonosov raised his head and took a deep look at the old wizard not far away, and the wand in his hand turned in the palm of his hand, aiming at the old wizard's chest.

"Long time no see, Kurt Mayer—"

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