Quirrell led the middle-aged wizard to the laundromat, took a handkerchief out of his bag, and apologized as he wiped off the large pool of ice cream on his body.

"I'm sorry for getting your clothes dirty, if you're not in a hurry, you can wash your clothes here and I'll pay the bill."

The middle-aged wizard nodded in agreement, and then asked them casually where they lived. Quirrell made up an address that he had already thought of, and then turned around and called out to Draco like a normal mother to stop running around, and before he knew it, he fell behind the middle-aged wizard.

At that moment, Quirrell quickly flicked his wand out of his sleeve.

"Faint!"

The middle-aged wizard's magic power itself was much worse than Quirrell's, and he was about to sit down on the ground without even struggling, but Quirrell stepped forward and helped him.

Lockhart, who had been staring at them, put down the newspaper and walked over quickly.

"It's empty!"

It took him less than a minute to destroy his memories of the greatsword, then nodded at Quirrell, put away his wand, and left without looking back.

Magos asked the driver to send Draco away and walked to Quirrell alone.

"It's that simple?" He felt a little unreal looking at the sleeping middle-aged wizard, the wizard who almost controlled him a few days ago was standing here and lying here for him to slaughter, and he didn't expect that he really didn't watch TV at all.

Quirrell smiled, "Isn't it normal for me to be attacked unsuspectingly by not having as strong magic as mine?" ”

"I thought he would be prepared?"

"If he knew he was exposed, he would have left the country as soon as possible." Quirrell used a Bondage Charm to bind him again.

After chatting with Quirrell for about five minutes, they were suddenly surrounded by several wizards dressed in ordinary clothes.

"Mr. Will, and this one, Mr. Quirrell?" Christopher Mabloh asked hesitantly.

Quirrell nodded, not surprised that the Ministry of Magic thought it was him, after all, he was using his own wand.

"Polyjuice decoction."

Mablo looked at the sleeping man who was tied up with a serious face.

"And who is this?"

"The wizard who attacked me." McGoth spoke.

The Ministry of Magic glanced at each other, and their expressions were a little displeased,

"You found out why he didn't notify the Ministry of Magic in the first place, and he still acted on his own and used spells in public."

McGoth didn't answer, looking at Quirrell.

"Because we weren't sure if he was aware of the discovery, we had to use a precious potion to get close to him in order to prevent him from escaping." As he spoke, he glanced at the questioning Ministry of Magic staff.

"I also know that the Ministry of Magic is seriously understaffed right now, so I can just leave this kind of trivial matter to me."

While there was some truth to Quirrell's words, there was no doubt that this act of acting privately was a distrust of them.

The head of the Division for the Prohibition of Misuse of Magic looked at Quirrell angrily, and then asked him to take the middle-aged wizard away.

"It is the duty of the Division for the Prohibition of Misuse of Magic to prohibit wizards from using magic in the Muggle world, Mr. Quirrell. I don't think you're unaware of that. ”

"Of course." Quirrell smiled and nodded.

"But you can't just watch the prisoners escape."

The Director turned his head to look at McGoss, he was not able to sit in this position by using money and sycophants, judging by their expressions and dresses, he didn't think that they had discovered it by accident, the Ministry of Magic had been looking for this wizard recently, why didn't they find out? He thought it was very likely that the Muggle-born wizard was using the power of Muggles to find him, but he might have been out of distrust or for some other reason and did not notify the Ministry of Magic in the first place, but instead found another wizard to arrest him.

"I don't want my family to be watched by a wizard all the time." McGoth didn't mind if he could guess anything, and said directly.

"Don't take it as an example." The Director could understand the Muggle-born wizard's mood and nodded.

"Thank you."

When the Ministry of Magic leaves,

"You shouldn't have said that last sentence, they can't do anything to you."

"I know, but they're really after him after all, so there's no need to get into trouble with them." After speaking, Magos looked at the direction where the Ministry of Magic left with some regret,

"Time is too tight, otherwise Lockhart will be able to find his accomplices."

"Don't worry, the Ministry of Magic isn't a charity, and now that he's in, all his secrets aren't secrets anymore."

"Truth elixir?"

"Maybe there are others, who knows, and he'd do well to pray that he's learned Occlumency and that he's not at a low level."

…………

The moment the middle-aged wizard woke up, he subconsciously wanted to take out the wand on his body, but then he found that he couldn't move.

'Planted. His mind was blank, and although he had already realized this, it was still difficult for him to accept it on this day.

"Ministry of Magic?" He asked with luck in his heart.

"Christopher Mabloh, staff of the Department for the Prohibition of Misuse of Magic, I now need you to give an honest account of all the crimes you have committed." Mablo said with a cold face.

The middle-aged wizard's tense body suddenly softened, and the slightest fluke was completely shattered by this sentence.

"I don't know what you're talking about." He whispered back with his head down.

Mablo was not surprised by this answer, and pushed the potion in front of him.

"Truth Elixir, or Soul Conferencing, you choose one."

"If you're confident in your Occlumency. I suggest you choose Soul Fetching so you can waste a little more of our time. ”

The corners of the middle-aged wizard's mouth twitched, he had never learned Occlumency at all.

"You don't have the right to use this on me, I'm an American wizard, and I'm applying for extradition." He shouted with a pale face.

Mabloh was unmoved,

"Choose, or I'll help you."

The middle-aged wizard looked at Mablo's determined expression and lowered his head in a dejected manner.

"My name is David. Carter. Originally from Florida, USA, he came to England two weeks ago, and after learning about the situation here, he was about to loot a rich Muggle and leave, but he didn't expect to be discovered by you for the first time. ”

"Who are your accomplices?"

"Challis. Steven, the intelligence merchant, I asked him to lure you away and go to that Muggle house, but I didn't expect their son to be a wizard too. You should all know about it. "David. Carter sold Steven directly, and it was a temporary team anyway, and he didn't want to be taken a truth potion or be taken by a dementor.

"Challis. Steven? I know this wizard, he usually mingles in the rich Muggle circles. I didn't expect to be an intelligence businessman. What do you know about him, like his crimes. ”

David. Carter shook his head,

"I also came to the UK to be introduced by a friend from the past."

Mablo nodded, put the elixir away, and handed it to his fellow wizards behind him.

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