The six friends who had never been to New York were full of interest in this strange and modern city, and for a week every day they went out early in the morning and played until late at night and then returned, and McGoth prepared a camera for each of them, and when a few of the Weasleys disgusted that the photos they took could not be moved and he was about to take them back, they quickly changed their words and praised them.

"It was the most enjoyable time I've ever had." Harry wore short-sleeved shorts with a camera around his neck and a mobile phone in his pocket, and sighed to a few friends who were blowing the air conditioner in the coffee shop.

They understand that Harry has to feel so much every time he comes out to play, and they understand McGoss. Living in that kind of family, he didn't suffer from depression or rage, and McGoth admired him.

"Okay, even though we haven't even made it to a fifth of New York, we've been here for a week, and tomorrow we're going to California."

"California? Is it fun there? "The twins are interested, the two of them have been a little happy lately, if it weren't for the rejection of going to the gun shop to buy a gun, it is estimated that they would now have two blue-fire Gatlings on their bodies.

"I don't know, my father has a small company over there, and he needs to go and see how something is being made." The others were not interested in the business of the McGoth family, so they nodded and began to talk about what to do in the afternoon.

"By the way, did you feel a difference when you passed a tall building yesterday?" Hermione asked suddenly.

"When you say that, I do have a familiar feeling at the time." George touched his chin.

"It's like going back to school." Fred answered.

Harry and Ron's eyes lit up, they had a very faint sense of it.

McGoth looked at the crowd around him and said softly, "Nonsense, there's the Magic Congress of the United States, which is equivalent to our Ministry of Magic, where people use magic spells every day, so of course there will be a familiar feeling." ”

Harry and the others looked at him in surprise.

"How do you know?"

"Remember Newt. Mr. Scamander, his wife is an American, used to work in the United States Ministry of Magic, I asked her at the time, and I heard her say that Muggles and wizards in the United States have a very bad relationship, when Mr. Scamander came to New York, there was also a boycott of wizards, although it was later resolved, but I heard that the trouble was quite big, and the wizarding world on the American side was almost completely exposed. ”

"It's exciting." The twins' eyes lit up so that he could tell him everything he knew, but McGoth pointed around and motioned to go back and talk about it if there were too many people.

The afternoon passed in a flash, and the six little kids, who had had a good time, returned to the hotel where they lived after dinner with their bodyguards.

Bartley prepared a total of three luxurious suites for them, and he originally prepared six, but McGoth refused. One for the twins, one for Hermione, one for McGoth and Harry Ron, but several of them had gathered in McGoth's room tonight.

As soon as the twins sat down, they eagerly asked him about what had happened in the United States that year.

McGoth looked at the other friends with curious faces, shrugged his shoulders, and took out Viadandy from the pet bag and placed it on the table.

"Explain in advance, I know a little bit, I can't answer any questions, I really don't understand why you care so much."

At the urging of the twins, McGoth reconnected what he heard from Scamander's house with the movie he had seen, Fantastic Beasts and Where Are the Fantastic Beasts, and briefly recounted what had happened. By the time he stopped, it was late at night.

"That's cool, I didn't expect Mr. Scamander to be the first wizard to catch Greenwald." Ron looked wistful.

"Don't you think Scamander's Fantastic Beasts are the most interesting?" The twins despised their younger brother.

"I've heard of this strange magical creature before, and that's how they were born." Hermione pulled out a notebook and jotted it down.

Harry didn't speak, but it was clear that he wanted to capture Voldemort like Scamander did.

Since tomorrow I have to go to Irvine, California. They discussed for a while what an American wizard was like, and then went back to their rooms to rest.

In the afternoon of the next day, McGoth took his friends to the destination, and after arranging accommodation, McGoth and two bodyguards arrived at Blizzard, which was still in its infancy.

Upon learning of the arrival of the son of the gold lord, the three young founders waited at the door early.

They showed McGoth on a tour of the company, and then took him to play their newly developed game, The Lost Vikings.

For the game "Warcraft" has not yet been released, McGoth seemed a little disappointed, put down the mouse and casually said a few words about the race and gameplay on Warcraft and left, and told them to remember to inform him if there was any new game before leaving.

When McGoth left the company, the three founders looked at each other, and they couldn't understand what he was doing here. However, what the little boss said when he left made their hearts move, and they discussed with each other for a while, and then they jumped out without money, and quickly took out a pile of paper to write and draw on it, and recorded it. If McGoth were still around, he would have recognized one of the pieces of paper as a rudimentary Terran base......

Disappointed, Magos returned to the hotel to find Harry in the room, babbling something to the room.

"What are you talking about?" McGoth asked, picking up Viadandy, who had walked up to him.

"You're never going to believe what we've just seen." George said with a mysterious expression.

McGoth looked at him and his heart moved, "You won't meet American wizards, will you?" ”

"I knew you'd think so, but we're not meeting wizards, I've never seen anything like this, uh, maybe a human." Fred pulled out a photograph and handed it to him.

"And if it weren't for the Invisible Beast, we might have been discovered by him."

McGoth took the photo suspiciously.

The photo shows a young man covered in flames.

"I'll go, Ghost Rider?"

"Ghost Rider? Do you know? Harry looked at him in disbelief.

"Evil spirits? McGoth, you're not kidding. Hermione was taken aback by him, she had read the book "Ghosts, Evil Spirits, Ghosts, Evil Ghosts".

"Don't get excited, don't get excited, it's a Muggle movie name, it's not the same as the evil spirit of the wizarding world, and he's not the ghost jockey in the movie."

"How did you find out about him and know he's not a wizard?" McGoth looked at the photo thoughtfully, which might be equivalent to the superpower in the X-Men.

"After you left, we were going to go around, and then when we got to that place, we saw him mysteriously running into the woods, and Fred and I went up to see what he was going to do, and then we saw that this man suddenly had a fire on his body, and when we were about to jump out to help him put out the fire, I saw that his expression was not painful at all, and then I hid back and secretly took a picture, but the sound of the picture startled him, and he seemed to be very worried about being discovered, Running to our place with a nervous face, fortunately the invisible beast followed us, and it made us both invisible, otherwise he would have found out. ”

"And the fire on his body came out of nowhere, and there was absolutely no magic spell, and we didn't feel the magic from him. Unless his magic is at the level of a professor. Looking at his grade is obviously impossible. ”

"How is this done?" Hermione shook her head, completely inexplicable by science or magic.

"Maybe it's talent, whatever, friends, we're here to play, don't worry about the weird things. Especially the Weasley brothers, your mother told you not to run around. McGoth tossed the picture in his hand and smiled at the twins.

"It's our fault." The twins nodded consciously and slipped the photo into the magic bag.

Over the next few days, they traveled all over Irvine under the guidance of a guide, and they had also stumbled upon the man who could make fire, but they only looked at him from a distance with curiosity and didn't take it too seriously, after all, although his abilities were quite magical, they were not comparable to a real wizard at all.

A few days later, they boarded the return flight, and everyone was very happy with the trip and had a great time, especially the twins, who exchanged some dollars for gold gallons and McGoss to buy a lot of electrical appliances that they didn't need.

Since it wasn't a special plane back, they just chatted and slept all the way to London.

"For the first time, I thought the weather in London was terrible." Ron looked at the gray sky and said.

"It's true that the weather here is nothing like Irvine." They then stopped two cars and returned to Magos's house.

The Weasley brothers and Harry Floo Powder returned to the Burrow, Hermione also returned to her own house, and after nearly a month of eating, drinking, and having fun together, McGoth suddenly felt a little unaccustomed to being alone.

The day after he returned home, he received a letter from Hogwarts. It lists the new books he will be using this year. In addition to "Standard Spells, Level 2", "Break with a Female Ghost", "Travelling with Ghouls", "Vacation with Dominatrix", "Walking with Trolls", "Traveling on a Boat with a Vampire", "Wandering with a Werewolf", "A Year with a Tibetan Yeti" are all authored by Gilderoy Lockhart.

"He's also a great wizard, but since he can use the memories of those wizards who have experienced life and death for his own use, why is he so cowardly in the movie. Could it be that those wizards are too easily deceived? Shaking his head, he put the list down.