Bourne is a beast of prey, of course he can easily make any Muggle fearful, but unfortunately he is not facing any Muggle at the moment--- Andrew is not only a doomsday warrior, he is also constantly facing the erosion of the picture of hell---- maybe Andrew will fall, will go crazy, but he really has no fear. Byrne's polite smile and loving appearance were a pleasant first impression.

Luna had already gone out, and it didn't seem like she was coming back at noon, and Hermione didn't seem to have followed Andrew's advice and came back to prepare for the evening debriefing to the two ministers, so Andrew was still alone.

He went back to his room, checked a few of the magic formations in operation to make sure they didn't explode and blew the whole apartment away, fried himself a steak, served it with canned beans, and ate --- if there was anything at Hogwarts that was particularly worth remembering or protecting, it was the school cafeteria.

Elder Dora was going to arrange for Andrew to be a poken to take care of his life, but Andrew refused. The Lee family has its own elves, and to be honest, Andrew has too many secrets, and any inadvertent mistake can lead to the most terrible outcome.

After studying the magic of several soul sects, the sun has begun to set in the west, time is really the most wonderful thing, Andrew thought silently in his heart--- please turn back time.... Nothing happened, even though he was now a top-level wizard and could compete with Albus Dumbledore and the Dark Lord, but there was still nothing he could do about time.

He had tried to study the hourglass--- what the Ministry of Magic was going to destroy, and of course, with the help of Count Lee, Andrew had three --- but found that those delicate things originated in the heyday of wizarding dynasties, even before the Animagus dynasty on the African continent.

The Ancient Demon Pattern on it has been completely lost, and even Queen Anne can't crack it.

With a slight sigh, Andrew sat back in the living room, he was about to continue reading another magic book, when he suddenly found a note ---- written by himself in the morning, the woman who was looking for Hermione's help.

With a slight wave of the wand, the note naturally flew into Andrew's hand, Hermione obviously wouldn't have time to deal with this matter in the next few days, Andrew looked at the mountain of magic books, and suddenly felt a little funny.

"Well, let's just think it's a boring adventure. Andrew muttered.

According to the address provided by the woman, Andrew arrived at his destination--- he didn't know what the place looked like, so he couldn't phantom move.

Andrew knocked on the door, the surroundings were not too good, and Andrew noticed some malicious glances at him. Soon a woman came to enlighten her.

She was a beautiful woman, probably in her thirties, with hazel hair that Andrew was reluctant to recall the creepy dyeing of the corpse, and Andrew thought that Monica's hair color should be natural.

Her pink makeup was tasteful and beautiful, she had a fair, kind face, round cheeks that made her look delicate and youthful, and her plump lips were quite feminine. She wore a dark yellow skirt, brown riding boots, a crisp white blouse, and an expensive-looking cardigan to protect against the early spring winds. Clever color matching must also rely on a good figure to set off, which she also has.

On the whole, this is like a high imitation of the heartthrob heroine in "Ex" and "Love Apartment", which is quite suitable for children to watch and is also very feminine.

"Monica?" Andrew asked, smiling in the most innocent and friendly way.

She winked at Andrew as he stared at her. "Oh, you're Miss Granger's assistant?"

Andrew smiled and held out his hand. "Miss, I'm Andrew Lee, you can call me Andy, I'm here to find out what Miss Granger has ordered, and Miss Granger will visit her in person if necessary. “

She paused for a moment and then shook Andrew's hand, her gaze fixed on Andrew's chest. This is a gentle and somewhat shy woman, under normal circumstances, such a woman is a good wife--- so she is less likely to kill her husband.

Andrew held her hand firmly and gently, then let go, and the woman motioned for Andrew to come in, and the two entered the room. "I'm sorry, I'm late, I just got a call from the police asking me to come and have a look. “

"Are you helping them?" she asked. "You mean, police, well......" She didn't finish her sentence, but shook her finger and waited for Andrew to close the door.

"Sometimes. Andrew nodded. "When they come across something, they ask me to take over the investigation, just some consulting work, you know, I'm good at something, I'm almost an expert. “

"What kind of thing?"

Andrew shrugged and stopped. Witchcraft, fighting, torturing other people's souls, etc., --- things that cannot be told to ordinary people. When Andrew looked up at Monica, she was looking at Andrew's face, biting her lip nervously. She immediately looked away.

"Would you like some coffee?" asked Monica. Andrew didn't do much, he tried to get Monica to relax.

"Oh, the weather is indeed a little cold, if you can have a cup of hot coffee, it will be much more comfortable, no sugar, no milk, thank you." Andrew said with a smile, regretting that he should have been a little more disfigured, such as being a middle-aged and reliable man.

Andrew thought she would scream if he yelled "Wow!" at her now, so Andrew moved slowly and cautiously. Monica seemed to sense the kindness, she returned a stern smile and quickly made Andrew an instant cup of coffee.

Monica took a few deep breaths and slowly calmed down.

"Alright, Monica. Andrew said. "It's time to get down to business, what do you need Miss Granger to help you with?"

"Oh, well, I told you, my husband, he ...... He ......" she nodded to Andrew.

"Missing?" Andrew added.

"Yes. She breathed a sigh of relief. "But he's not mysteriously missing, he's just gone. She blushed and stammered. "He seems to be casual

I packed up and left, didn't tell anyone, and never showed up again. I'm worried about him. “

"Hmm. Andrew replied. "How long has he been gone?"

"Today is the third day. She said.

Andrew nodded. "You must have some special reason to come to us, not a private investigator or the police. “

She blushed again, her handsome countenance was well suited to blushing, and her fair face shone with a girlish flush. It's really quite moving, really. "Yes.

Well, he's been working on it before...... Research ......"

"Magic?"

"Yes. He used to go to the religious section of the bookstore to buy books on that subject, not Dungeons & Dragons or anything like that, but books that really talked about magic. He also

Bought some tarot cards. She almost pronounced "tarot cards" as "spinning top cards", which is a big layman.

"So you think his disappearance has something to do with the stuff he's studied?"

"I'm not sure. She confessed. "But it's possible that he was very frustrated. He had just lost his job and was under a lot of pressure. I'm worried about him. I think the people who find him must be able to talk to him about these kinds of things. She took a deep breath, as if she had exhausted herself from trying to finish such a long series of sentences in one breath.

"I still don't understand, why are you looking for us? Why not the police?"

The knuckles of her fingers holding the purse turned pale. "Mr. Li, he packed it first. I think the police will only think that he abandoned his wife and children and ran away from home, and they will not investigate carefully. But he won't be like that, he wants us to live better with all his heart, really, that's what he wants. “

Andrew frowned at her. To be fair, this woman is very attractive and attractive, and no man would normally want to leave. But in today's world, there are all kinds of crazy people, and Andrew can't be sure of anything. Of course, if she goes to the police, the most likely thing is that she says --- the police will decide that her husband has abandoned her.

The consequences of this made the poor woman not even have the courage to try to go to the police - she would rather believe that her husband was actually crazy than that she was abandoned.

"Even so. Andrew said. "Why are you looking for us? Why not a private investigator? I know a good one, you can consider it. “

"Because you know ......," she gestured uneasily.

"Magic. Andrew said.

Monica nodded. "I think it should be important, I mean, I'm not sure, but I think it's important. “

"Where does he work?" Andrew asked her. Andrew took a notepad from his pocket and jotted down some notes.

"Far Eastern Trading Company. She told Andrew. "It's a trading company that helps them find good markets for their products and advises customers on where to invest their money. “

"Hmm. Andrew said. "Monica, what's his name?"

She stopped talking, and Andrew saw her twitch and tried to make up a fake name for Andrew. "George. She finally answered.

Andrew looked up at her, and she stared down at her hands.

"Monica. Andrew said. "I know this is embarrassing for you, but trust me, miss, many people are nervous when they come to ask us for help. But please, listen to me, I won't hurt you or anyone. Miss Granger and I do everything we do to help others. It is true that people who know these abilities may use your name against you, but I don't do that. Andrew borrowed a line from John Byrne: "It's not good for business. “

She smiled awkwardly. "I'm really stupid. She confessed. "But because I've heard too much about ......"

"Rumors of wizards, I understand. Andrew put down his pencil and folded his fingers as if he was about to cast a spell. The woman was nervous and had some kind of anticipation. If Andrew had met some of her expectations, maybe she wouldn't have been so scared.

Andrew couldn't help but help a beautiful woman in trouble. She's not perfect yet, but Andrew is 100 percent sure she wants to

Saved by Andrew.

"Monica. Andrew told her. "There are some forces in the universe that most people don't know, and there are some forces that Andrew still can't understand

Bottom understanding. People who use these powers are looking at the world with a different perspective than usual, and they understand things in a different way, which makes it

As a result, they are alienated from ordinary people, and sometimes they even give rise to unnecessary suspicion and fear. Andrew knows a lot of books and movies that have put Andrew

The depictions of people like us are horrific, and the terrible trials of the Middle Ages and the influence of the Church have added to the smearing of wizards. But wizards are really not much different from ordinary people. “

Andrew considered whether to perform a spell, but he was afraid that Monica would scream.

Andrew tried to put on the best smile he could. "But before we can help you, you have to have at least a basic trust in me. I assure you, we won't let you down. “

She listened to Andrew's words and thought for a moment, looking down at her hands.

"Philip Evans. She finally spoke. "Philip Evans. “

"Good. Andrew quickly picked up Andrew's pencil and wrote it down. "Can you think of a place now where he might go?"

She nodded. "House by the sea, we have a house in ......" she shook her hand.

"By the sea?"

She smiled at Andrew, who admonished himself to be patient. "We have a house to the south, not far from Eastbourne. It's beautiful there in autumn. “

"Okay, then, do you know a friend or relative that he might be visiting?"

"Oh, Philip and his relatives don't interact, I never know why. He never talked about them. We've been married for ten years and he never mentioned them. “

"Okay. Andrew said, noting it down as well. "So, what about friends?"

She bites her lip with her teeth, a gesture she often does. "It's also very little. He is friends with his boss, as well as some colleagues in the company.

But when he was expelled......"

"Hmm. Andrew said. "I understand. Andrew continued to jot down a few things, drawing bold lines to distinguish the different ideas. Before Andrew has finished writing about Monica and Andrew's observations of her, he needs to turn to the next page. Andrew's account of such things strives to be thoroughly clear ---- Hermione Granger requested, even though Andrew felt completely unnecessary.

"So, Mr. Li?" she asked. "Can you help me?"

Andrew looked at the notepad and nodded. "I think so, Monica. If I could, I'd like to take a look at your husband's collection of things like books and other things. It would also be useful if you could give me a picture of him. I'd like to see your house in Eastbourne, can I?"

"Absolutely. She looked relieved, but at the same time more nervous than before. Andrew wrote down the address and general directions of the Eastbourne House.