Towards evening, the Metropolitan Police was peaceful, with only a handful of people in the huge oval office hall. The smiling clerk was dealing with an old lady's question, her legs shaking impatiently under the table.

At this time, the police officers who should be out of the police station, the people who should be eating, the drunken and troublesome, the petty detainees are all locked in cages, the cleaners yawn and clean the marble floors, and only a few trainee police officers are left in the second-floor corridor.

"Knock-knock-" There was a knock on an office door.

"Please come in," Officer Perlis, teacup-wielding, flipped through a page of papers.

"Oh! Officer, I've found something—" The door opened, and a small policeman in a white shirt walked in, holding a folder.

"Uhh

The little policeman scrambled to squat down and clean up, "I'm sorry!" ”

Officer Perlis pinched his nose helplessly, picked up his teacup and took a sip of tea, "Of course it's okay Carlres, we're all used to it." ”

He coughed twice, "So- what did you find?" ”

Carl Ress blushed as he laid out the information on the table, the pages that had been carefully arranged before were now completely unrecognizable, and he searched through the mess of materials, his movements becoming more and more flustered, and his eyes could catch a glimpse of Officer Perlis's frowning brow.

"Here, I revisited all the eyewitnesses recorded in the incident at 'Dragon Elementary School...... Testimony," he finally found the piece of paper, and Officer Perliss raised an eyebrow, "and the surveillance footage at the time, without any ...... Conclusive evidence that Rachel was the mastermind of the affair......"

"So, you didn't find anything, did you?"

Officer Perris put down the teacup in his hand and looked him in the eye for the first time as Carl Les came in.

"Uh-no...... I mean to say that Rachel may be innocent......" Carl Reis's already modest momentum grew weaker and weaker under the gaze of Officer Perlis, but he still insisted on finishing his sentence, "I think Lisa's boyfriend is a little ...... Suspicious ......"

"Very well, Carlres," Officer Perris walked to the door and closed the door, "I didn't expect you to find out this, after all, you are so ......" He paused for a moment and thought of a less drastic word, "Young." ”

"What?" The flush on Carlres' face faded, and he didn't quite understand what the officer meant.

"Have you investigated Rachel's family background?"

"Yes," Carl Ris rummaged through a pile of papers, which he quickly found this time, "she has a sister named Troy who attends 'Dragon Elementary', and their birth mother died after giving birth to Troy......"

"And the victim, Lisa, was her half-sister, and the three girls lived with their father in a duplex apartment on Oxford Road......"

"Whose apartment on Oxford Road belongs to?" Officer Perris suddenly asked a question that didn't seem very important to Carl Reis.

"Hmm-" Carlreth tried to recall, but he didn't have the slightest impression, he could only reply in a heel, "Officer, I don't know ......"

"I'll tell you," Officer Perliss said back in his chair and holding up the cup of tea, "that house belongs to Lisa, Lisa's mother's to be exact, in a sought-after location on Oxford Street—"

"Lisa's biological mother recently died of illness, and Lisa, who was 'longing for affection,' took her biological father into the apartment, along with her two half-sisters," Officer Perliss scoffed. ”

"Is there something wrong?" Carlres scratched his head, he was really confused.

"Of course not," Officer Perliss glanced at him, "if it were you, would you take the guilty man who abandoned himself and his mother to live at home?" Plus his children? I learned that Lisa's attitude towards her father was very bad. ”

"How-"

"It's because of Lisa's boyfriend, Glass. Emmonpat. Polis poured himself another cup of tea and drank it slowly, completely ignoring Carlress' widening eyes, "It should be his plan, the ultimate goal is Rachel." ”

"Smack!" Carl Reith slapped the table excitedly, "What? You know! Then why is Rachel still wanted?! ”

"Calm down, young man, we can't move Emmonpacht, the 'sole heir to the Elder Group', this title alone can make you unable to eat and walk around."

"Then we'll just sit back and wait?! An innocent girl wanted? Carl Reith began to think about what it meant to be a police officer.

"Of course not," Perliss began to see a glitter in the young man, albeit faintly, "and who says we're sitting still?" Wanted Rachel for—"

"Knock--" A quick knock on the door interrupted Polis's attempt, and a voice shouted, "Officer, someone called the police to claim to have seen Rachel at the Tottenham Court Road tube station near Oxford Street!" ”

"Let's go," Officer Perliss said, taking his coat and urging Carlres, who was still stunned at the table, "it's better to get ahead of him." ”

"Him?"

The red and blue police lights were blazing behind her, the sirens continued to shout, the co-pilot had no door, and the messy wind blew Hermione couldn't open her eyes, "Too fast, Anna!" It's so fast! It's definitely speeding! ”

"Please, Hermione! If I had decided to obey the traffic rules, I wouldn't have been in this position in the first place! ”

"Stealing a single nat will be imprisoned, it is better to rob Gringotts!" Ginny hugged Rachel and concluded, "The consequences are pretty much the same, it's better to let it go - you won't necessarily get caught!" ”

"Reasonable!" Anna cheers for Ginny, look at our ruthless Ginny, who usually doesn't speak, and opening his mouth is a wonderful quatrain.

"Oh my God—" With Hermione's exclamation, Anna managed to dodge one car after another, and the system's high level of reflexes was not just talking.

"Are you wizards driving so wild?!"

"You're a wizard Hermione too, don't stay out of the way - help me open the blue cloth bag around my waist!" Anna pulled her wand out of her sleeve and pointed it at the cloth bag Hermione had opened, "The Basic Spell for the Busy and Irritable is flying!" ”

That's a fitting name.

Hermione swore she heard a crackling sound coming from the cloth bag, and a book flew out of the bag, and Hermione quickly caught it.

An indescribable smell began to permeate.

"Oh dung egg-" Hermione thought it was the colloquial language of the wizarding world, "forget it—open the book, there's a chapter called... Belch...... Anyway, it's the chapter behind the Hard Tongue Spell. ”

Hermione swallowed, she had never felt this way after opening so many books, she could see the pictures in the books in action, it was weird and funny.

"Found it! This chapter is called 'Give Me Some Privacy'! Hermione unfolded the book to Anna, "And then?" ”

Anna tossed her wand to Hermione, "Learn it!" Learn the spell! ”

“？” Hermione thought it was too windy for her to hear clearly, but habitually, the attributes of a scholar made her want to read it line by line when she held the book.

'…… According to a smokescreen spell invented by a wizard (that thing is a chicken rib in a duel!) Who puts a cigarette in a face-to-face duel so that they can't see where the enemy is? Think! The author has experienced it firsthand! Adaptation - 'Mist Concealment', which removes the defensive effect of the Smoke Screen Spell and focuses on increasing the concentration of smoke and the accuracy of retraction......

'…… This spell is suitable for: escaping after a failed duel, escaping from an annoying pursuit, adding annoyance to a Quidditch match, etc.; Perfect for: Adding atmosphere to the bathroom and keeping peepy Muggles out (because the old gentleman next door doesn't go out on foggy days, I'm going to make this spell - so he doesn't peep anymore and can give me some personal space, I'm already irritated enough!). ）……'

'…… If you're ready to protect your privacy, wave your wand along with the picture and follow the accent sign to read: 'Clouds and mist......'

Can it really succeed? Hermione waved her wand in disbelief, "Clouds!" ”

She felt a cool sensation gather in her palm, then to her fingertips, and puffs of mist began to pour out from the tip of her wand.

"Wow!" Ginny reached out and grabbed a handful, and the air was wet.

Hermione was stunned by her magic, and she looked at the small wooden stick in her hand, which looked so ordinary.

The cars on the road stopped, and the sudden fog slowed down the entire area.

In a police car stuck in traffic, Carlreth was holding his head in shock, a position he had maintained for some time.

Officer Perris gave him a helpless look, "Young man—"

"That's a little girl no more than ten years old! She's driving! OMG! Carl Reith screamed, "The girl in the back seat holding Rachel is still saying hello to me!" ”

"Uh, I'm busy driving, I probably can't relate to your surprise......"

Officer Perliss turned on the car radio, "Are you sure you read that right?" How is it possible for a 10-year-old girl to drive through traffic? This driving skill, at the very least, has to be a tattooed strong man. ”

"I may have misread it," Carlreth nodded to himself, "and probably crazy." ”

'…… In the news that the sudden foggy weather paralyzed the traffic in London's West End, the mysterious local fog did not have the slightest warning, but experts claim that it is just a normal phenomenon of nature......

"It looks like we can't find Rachel, but if what you say is true, and she's not tied to Aemonpad to suffer, that's good news." Polis looked out the window and could only see other headlights that weren't clear in the fog.

"Good news?" Carl Reith was stunned, "I thought you wanted to catch this innocent girl and her as soon as possible!" ”

"Oh, young man," Officer Perris scoffed, "I'd rather find evidence of Aemonpad's crime through Rachel, we've been staring at this scumbag for a long time - we had planned to tell Rachel about it while she was in custody, but she ran away......"

"We can only keep an eye on her movements under the name of being wanted, and find ways to protect her safety without startling her."

"How?" Looking at Carlreth with a bewildered expression, Polis felt a little funny, "You still think you found out the inside story of corruption in the London Police Department?" Want to be a lone hero in a movie? ”

Carlres's face turned red instantly, and he hesitated, "I've never... No... Ever thought so! ”

"Trust the profession," Officer Perliss said, lighting a cigarette and turning the car radio to music, "at least most of the time it's reliable." ”