Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Squirrel's Morning

Carl wants to retract his previous opinion of Fudge.

He now felt that Fudge was a rare and good man.

He sacrificed himself for others and devoted himself to the public, and made a great contribution to the stability and peace of the wizarding world.

The most important point is that he also has a discerning eye for people - he saw his excellence at the first meeting and wanted to train him to be a confidant.

Now, there are high hopes for him.

Although his excellence is obvious to all, but after only two meetings, he can make such a clear judgment, which shows that Fudge's vision is indeed good, and he is worthy of becoming the Minister of Magic.

"Minister, I will not let you down. Looking at Fudge, Carl said from the bottom of his heart.

This true feeling made Fudge feel a little moved, and the gaze that looked at Carl added a little trust.

"I believe you, Carl. ”

......

Kingsley and Adam returned to where they were supposed to be, and once again led someone to stand behind Fudge and act as bodyguards.

"Carl, what about the kidnappers who have kidnapped you, they must be punished!" Fudge said indignantly in front of several people.

Carl shook his head, "I guess they're no longer on the island by now. ”

As he spoke, Karl's face showed a hint of guilt, "Minister, I'm sorry that I used a few magic spells illegally in order to escape from their hands, and besides, they should have seen it." ”

Fudge patted him on the shoulder and waved his hand meaninglessly, "Carl, you don't need to apologize, it's not your fault, and you're using magic in times of crisis, it's not illegal at all." ”

"As for using magic to be seen, it's a trivial matter, as long as their memories are erased. ”

With that, he turned to look at Adam, who was following him.

"Adam, Carl is now in the United States, and it stands to reason that I have no right to interfere, but I still hope that this matter will have a happy outcome. ”

Adam immediately assured with a solemn face, "Please rest assured, Minister Fudge, Karl is also a friend of mine, and I now assure you on behalf of the Auror Office of the Magical Congress of America that I will give you and him an account." ”

After speaking, he turned to Carl, "Carl, I think you should already be familiar with the group of people who kidnapped you, if you want, can you give us some clues, of course, it would be better if you could come with us." ”

As he spoke, Adam winked at him, "In the meantime, you can use magic as you like. ”

Carl laughed, which was exactly what he wanted.

"Willing to serve ......"

"We'd better get out of here, though. ”

Just now, a palpitation welled up in his heart, the last time he felt this way was the miniature nuclear bomb that suddenly exploded during the battle with Skynet before.

Now, there's only one way to make him feel that way.

......

Although it was the height of summer, a cool breeze was blowing at Miami Airport.

In a hidden corner of the airport tarmac, the air twisted, and then two figures appeared out of thin air.

"Carl, no wonder that adversary would sink into the sand in your hands, I've never seen a young wizard of your age apparition so easily. Adam said admiringly, apparently already aware of Voldemort's arrest.

Fudge was about to go back to the meeting, so he took Kingsley and the Auror bodyguards that the Magical Congress of America had assigned to him first.

Before leaving, he did not forget to tell him to return to the UK in August to judge the Hearthstone Championship.

As the leader of the Aurors, Adam was left alone.

According to him, he and Carl were enough to deal with this situation.

But the real situation is that as soon as Fudge left, the original serious Adam suddenly became a different look.

More than half a year has passed since the last time the two met, and Adam has not been rusty at all, but has become more familiar, and immediately complained.

"Carl, you don't know how busy I have been in the past two days, I don't know what kind of style Congress has smoked, invited many leaders of countries to visit, and our office was ordered to be responsible for the security of these leaders, oh, by the way, Professor Dumbledore was also there at the time, and he was dragged to the meeting, I heard that he came to the United States with your family......"

It turned out that he was left for a meeting, Carl said secretly in his heart.

After a grumble, Adam's mood was noticeably better, and he looked left and right suspiciously, "This is the airport, right? I've been on it once, aren't we going to find the kidnappers who kidnapped you? What are you doing here?"

"I came looking for my plane. Karl explained, scanning his eyes around.

It was here that he and Helen's mother and daughter flew to Enlightenment Island by the helicopter that Juno took to take them.

He remembers that the private jet was parked here.

"Your plane?" Adam looked at Carl suspiciously, "If you're looking for a plane, you can just go to the staff here, why do you have to look for it yourself?"

Carl glanced at him, locked his gaze on a white private jet in the hangar in the distance, and laughed.

Of course, what he fancied was his.

......

When Carl and Adam left, the island of Enlightenment was once again deserted.

The reason why the terrorists chose this place to detonate their first nuclear bomb was because there were no human beings living within a radius of 100 kilometers from the island.

Carl's battle with Skynet didn't make the outlaws give up what they were supposed to do.

This is just a demonstration, and if their demands are not met, millions of people will die the next time.

The morning dew reflects the sun, and everything on the island is so vibrant.

A squirrel tiptoes through the woods, preparing to carry the nuts it has just picked back to its nest.

As it passed by a flat field, it suddenly stopped curiously.

The squirrel's brain, which was a little smaller than the nuts in its hand, did not allow it to tell that it was made of concrete by humans, but it could still sense that the ground was much smoother than anywhere else.

The squirrel intended to stay here a little longer to enjoy the hard-won flatness, and just then, a rapid dripping sound rang in its ears.

The squirrel was startled, and the already timid squirrel could no longer care about the nuts in his hand, and quickly left the ground and jumped to a palm tree not far away.

With a hint of curiosity in its cautious gaze, the squirrel lay on the tree and looked at the gray-white ground below, it didn't know where the sound was coming from, but it felt that it was very rhythmic, and it was getting louder and louder.

Suddenly, the dripping sound stopped, and the squirrel felt a little uncomfortable.

In the next second, a burst of bright light flashed, and the squirrel was directly vaporized before it didn't even have time to do anything.