"It's a shift change, let's go to the kitchen to eat and drink!"

After eating and drinking, the members of Group A, led by Asaph, came from the kitchen to the living room on time and gestured to the members of Group B on the sofa.

Immediately after, he walked straight to the TV and turned it off.

"Hurry up, half an hour."

Hearing the voice behind him, Seaman reluctantly spread his hands to the few people around him, and then went into the kitchen to eat nonchalantly.

In the living room, Asaph took the other three wizards from Group A to replace Group B, and re-guarded the wizards who had been brought here for some reason.

As for the graceful Miria, she walked straight to the small bookshelf in the innermost part of the living room and sat down, casually flipping through a Muggle with a white cover.

By the way, they've all changed into well-fitting Muggle costumes now, and from the looks of it, no one can probably recognize their wizarding identity.

"Hey, Miria!"

Seeing this, Asaph suddenly looked up and called out to her.

"Don't stay that far away! If something happens, it's not convenient for us to cover each other! ”

However, Miria on the other side of the living room didn't even lift her head.

"And where do you want me to sit?" She said casually, "Don't let me squeeze with you stinky men—I don't want to!" ”

"Yes, I know you'd rather sit with your 'little sisters,'" Asaph said, raising an eyebrow, "Alright, come here!" I know you only listen to the 'boss', but ...... Wouldn't you have been happy to ask you to help you find clothes? ”

"I'm only interested in clothes, not you—" Miria said, and sat in a different position, clearly still reluctant to move.

"Miria!" Asaph sighed, "Alright! Then I'm going to talk about what we're going to do later, and you're going to have to listen to that, right? Before leaving, the 'boss' can remind you that this trip, the task is first! ”

Hearing Asaph say this, Miria pursed her lips and stuffed the casual in her hand back onto the bookshelf.

"That's right, it's ...... 'Mission First'"

She muttered as she stood up with a bored look on her face, drew her wand and dragged the upholstered armchair behind her all the way to the back of Asaph's couch.

"Alright, I'm here now," Miria said, and sat back in the chair she had brought with her, "If what you're saying isn't that interesting, I'll go back and tell 'Boss' that you're drinking on a mission!" ”

"Then the 'boss' has to believe it, too?" Asaph leaned back on the couch and glanced at the English wizard not far away, and then his face changed, "As for the goal of this mission, we have already bought the news from the underground black market in London - the alchemist who the 'boss' personally contacted is now being held in the Azkaban Wizarding Prison. ”

The language used by these fellows sounded rather unfamiliar, and the wizard looked blank with his eyes wide open.

Iasphor just glanced at him, and stopped paying attention.

"That wizarding prison full of Dementors?" Miria nodded, indifferent, "It's a little tricky, but it's not impossible to deal with - I can keep everyone unnoticed by those monsters for a certain amount of time." ”

"How long is 'a certain amount of time'?" Asaph frowned, "We need a more accurate number. ”

"Hmmm......"

When Miria heard this, an expression of "It's so troublesome" immediately appeared on her face. After calculating left and right, she seemed to have finally figured out a more detailed time, and then waved her hand at the back of Asaph's head.

"If you all come as close to me as you can in a circle, it will last about fifteen minutes at a time," she said, "and you can't get too close to me, considering that you have to walk normally, so let's relax for ten minutes!" Then the break between the two is twenty seconds. ”

"That's fine," Asaph said, "of course, in fact...... According to the information we bought in the Dark Spirit Pavilion, after some changes, the prison is still guarded by wizards. ”

"Then it's up to you!" Miria shrugged her shoulders, signaling that it wasn't her business.

"Yes, yes, that's right!" Asaph sighed again, obviously unruly to Miria, "But before we can do that, we'll have to infiltrate the Ministry of Magic first—it's up to you." ”

"Oh no." Miria smiled softly, her rosy lips curling in an attractive arc, "It's up to him—"

She chuckled slightly and threw a wink in the direction of the English wizard, which caused the other party to be stunned.

"Yes, of course." Asaph glanced at him again, "But...... Miria, you just came from the headquarters yesterday, and there are some things that you may not know yet......"

As he spoke, his expression suddenly became more serious.

"You know Hogwarts, right?" He whispered, "The alchemist that the 'boss' approached for the purpose of planning was caught red-handed by a professor at Hogwarts - it is said that the actual action took no more than a minute, and there were a large number of onlookers at the scene, but it turned out that it was only a little girl with a broken arm!" ”

"This ......," Miria's expression finally became serious after hearing it, "Are you sure?" ”

"That's the question of the accuracy of the intelligence," Asaph said, shaking his head, "but if you had to ask me what I think, I would only say, 'Not sure.'" ”

"Because, if the intelligence is not wrong," he said, after a pause, "what I just said is that the bald head has a large number of puppets and six hostages!" ”

"What's the 'uncertain' here?" After hearing this, Miria's face was full of disbelief, "This is simply 'impossible'!" Not to mention the power of those alchemy puppets, the 'boss' even gave the original map of the astrological circle to that guy back then! Besides the 'boss', who else in the world can capture him alive under such favorable conditions? ”

"Hmph, who knows?" Asaph said with a calm face, "Anyway, the 'boss' has already sent the information over, and this time the 'boss' may come over in person......"

"Boss ......"

Miria was stunned, as if she had been lost in thought because of Asaph's words.

"It's just that," Asaph regrouped, with an extra emphasis, "whether the 'boss' will come or not, our mission cannot be changed at the last minute, and we ourselves cannot afford to hesitate, and we must continue to do what we need to do!" ”

Finally, he touched the handle of his wand in his arms, and the familiar engraved pattern immediately appeared clearly in the depths of his heart.

"It's natural." Miriah immediately put away her contemplative countenance and said in a firm tone.

With that, the living room gradually fell silent.

Asaph's expression returned to its original casualness, Miria became more and more lazy, and the other three returned to their former calm.

From here, it can be seen that these guys are definitely elites who have gone through rigorous screening and training, and have actually performed a lot of difficult tasks.

Otherwise, in the face of a potential enemy that is described as so terrible in intelligence, I am afraid that no matter how rough the nerves are, they will be shaken for a long time.

……

Half an hour later, Seaman, who had not been very serious most of the time, returned to the living room on time.

Like Assaph, he made a gesture before swaying his upper body to the back of the English wizard's couch and greeted the guys in Group A.

However, unlike the members of Group A, all four of them in Group B, including He-Man, did not change into Muggle clothes, but still wore their original black robes.

In some inconspicuous corner of the robe, the gray embroidery resembling a raven was dull and almost impossible to spot unless you looked closely.

I don't know how Maca noticed it when she was looking through the cluttered memories of her bald head.

"Have you eaten and drunk enough?"

Seeing them coming, Asaph also left the sofa and stood up neatly.

"I even took the opportunity to get some sleep!" Seaman said with a grin, probably seeing that the boss's expression was wrong, he immediately waved his hand and said, "Hey, that's what I said - during the mission, how can you just sleep casually!" ”

"If only you understood!"

Asaph glanced at him, but before he could say anything more, He-Man drew his wand sharply.

In the next second, a silent spell swept over the head of the captor with a red glow, heading straight for Asaph, but the hapless wizard was so frightened that he hurriedly shrunk his neck and hugged his head.

"You-"

Asaph's reaction was swift, and he drew his staff and cast a spell that was almost fluid, blocking the silent spell that came at him in one fell swoop.

However, just resisting the spell was obviously not the limit of what he could do in such a short period of time. Immediately after, he raised his hand and waved his wand again, and the same silent spell immediately fought back.

At the same time, the other members of Group A joined the sudden battle, and a series of spells were immediately intertwined in this small living room.

But both sides seemed to take care of the unlucky guy on the sofa, so in this chaos, there was no magic spell that hit him for half a point.

It's a pity that luck doesn't always favor him.

When the four members of Group B couldn't stand the pressure and were about to flee to the kitchen, Asaph decisively shouted "Chase".

Perhaps when he heard this word, the unlucky guy subconsciously felt as if it was possible to get out, and actually raised his head to see the situation.

But at that moment, all he saw was a burst of red light in front of him, and then he didn't know anything.