The wealth of the Will family is among the best in the world of ordinary people, but it can't be said to be worthless in the wizarding world, but it is still not comparable to the family wealth accumulated by the Malfoy family for generations, and such a family is not a minority in the wizarding world, so McGoth instantly cut off his delusions.

Perhaps only by becoming a super-chaebol who monopolizes the real world can he use his wealth to rise above the wizarding world. ’

With this seemingly unrealistic idea, he was very active in discussing future business plans with Mr. Will when he returned.

"You're not interested in business?" Mr. Will was a little surprised by his son's sudden interest, and then quietly breathed a sigh of relief, after all, if McGoth showed a mediocre interest in the family estate after he was old, it would be difficult for him to fully inherit all the family inheritance, even if he was his only designated heir.

Quirrell didn't understand that McGoth knew the world of ordinary people so well, after all, he was taught that wizards were above ordinary people since he was a child, and the force and weapons of ordinary people were vulnerable in their eyes, even if they had a way to deal with the devastating weapons fired in the last ordinary world war, they had a way to deal with it after observing. So although he never meant to discriminate against ordinary people, he never felt that ordinary people could influence wizards, and in his eyes, McGoth was a complete waste of time, but considering the situation in his family, he didn't bother them.

After listening for a while, he got up and left. Magos and his father had been discussing until tea time when they were interrupted by a wizard from the Ministry of Magic.

"Hello, Mr. Will, I'm Christopher Mablo, a clerk in the Department for the Prohibition of Misuse of Magic at the Ministry of Magic." A young man in a casual suit suddenly walked in from outside the hall and said.

"Hello, Mr. Mablo, are you using a spell?" McGoth looked at the servant, who was ignoring him, and asked his father.

"It's just a simplified banishment spell." Malob smiled,

"I'm sorry to come in this way, because I know it's almost impossible for a stranger to get in here in the world of ordinary people, and I have to see you with my own eyes."

"Who are you talking to?" Mr. Will watched his son stop talking abruptly and follow his gaze, which was subconsciously ignored by the spell and thought that McGoth's gaze was on other clearings.

"Someone from the wizarding world?!" Mr. Weir, though he couldn't see the wizard not far from him, quickly realized it and told all the servants around him to leave.

Christopher Mabloh's own spell dispelled,

"Nice to meet you, Duke. Mr. Will, I'm a staff member of the Ministry of Magic, and I'm here today to confirm with your son what happened last night, and I'm so sorry for last night's accident. ”

Mr. Will nodded,

"I accept your apology, I still have some things, you can talk." Saying that, he got up and went upstairs, he felt that he should inform Quirrell, no matter how mature McGoth looked, he was still just a child in his eyes, and the government/government department should be an old fritter or something in his opinion.

"I want you to tell me more about what happened last night."

Magos invited him to sit down and told him about last night's events again, but it was his father's version, and the existence of the greatsword was not revealed, which was what Quirrell and he meant, and the Ministry of Magic would most likely ask for it to be examined if it knew about it, after all, the greatsword was likely to threaten the life of the wizard.

After listening to McGoss's narration, Christopher Mabloh frowned,

"It really looks like he's just a bandit who has wandered to England. Thank you for your cooperation. ”

"Yes, it's just that I'm worried that he will show up again and hurt my family."

"Under normal circumstances, this kind of wandering wizard will not stay in one place for too long, you give me his appearance first."

Magos nodded, took out a piece of parchment, and waved his wand on it, and the face of the middle-aged man appeared on the paper.

Christopher Mabloh remembered the face and put away the parchment,

"We'll keep an extra eye on this here for the rest of the year until it's apprehended or it's confirmed that he's leaving the UK."

"Thank you."

"If you have any other news, please feel free to contact the Ministry of Magic." After saying that, he directly used the phantom to move and left.

"It seems that your father's worries are unnecessary." Quirrell walked down the stairs.

"I'm not a kid anymore, and I'm still a little worried, are wizards all gangs committing crimes now? I knew what the middle-aged man looked like, but I had no idea what the others looked like, in case they did it to my parents again. McGoth was a little afraid to think about it.

"The Ministry of Magic isn't as bad as you think, if it weren't for the recent shortage of manpower due to the little Greedy Wolf escape, the Ministry of Magic would have arrived less than ten minutes after that wizard used the first spell yesterday, so your worries are unnecessary."

"Let's hope they'll close the case soon."

"It may not be easy, and there is a good chance that this matter will involve him."

McGoth knew who he was referring to, and he shook his head.

"I don't think it's likely, you know how deep the damage he received that time, if it wasn't for the quick chance he saw, he would have almost died at Harry's hands. Even if he had barely recovered, he wouldn't have had the power to get a felony out of Azkaban's tight guard. ”

Quirrell sighed,

"As long as he doesn't die for a day, the wizarding world in Britain will not be at peace."

"I feel that the Ministry of Magic in every country is basically the same as the governments of each country, and unless it is completely subverted, it is better to lose a lot than to accept outside aid." Speaking of which, he suddenly remembered something.

"By the way, I almost forgot that Kang invited me to his house, the last time he wrote to me I was writing a paper on the Defence Against the Dark Arts class, and I almost forgot about it when it was finished."

"You're going to let me go with you?"

"No, I'll ask him about the location of his house, just use Floo Powder, I'm not at ease if you're not here."

He wrote a letter with a general explanation of the reason, and soon received a reply from Kang, who first congratulated him on his safety, and then wrote him the address.

McGoth was a little uncomfortable coming out of the fireplace in Kang's house, this was the second time he had used the fireplace, but he was still not used to the feeling of stretching people for a while and flattening them for a while.

"Welcome to my house, Magos." Kang, who had graduated, smiled and hugged McGoss, and then led him to a couple.

"This is my mom, this is my dad."

"Thank you for everything you do at Hogwarts." Mr. Arnate stepped forward and said to McGoth very seriously.

"You are serious, Kang is also my best friend, I should help him when he is in danger, and I believe that if I encounter this situation, he will do his best to help me."

Mrs. Anat was glad to hear this, and pulled him to try the tranquilizing tea she had made herself.

"Thank you." Magos took a sip of the steaming magic tea, feeling a slight sense of relaxation in the heart he had been carrying.

"How do you feel, my mom heard about you last night." Kang sat next to him and said with a smile.

Mrs. Anat slapped him hard,

"Don't listen to him, it's just made with the leaves of the Tranquility Grass and a little sleeping potion, it's very simple."

"Thank you, this is exactly what I needed. I feel much better after drinking the tea. ”

"Look, Magos, I'm going to give you a gift." Kang handed him a book.

"Originally, we wanted to give you a very interesting magic item, but after reading your letter yesterday. My father said this would be more suitable for you. ”

"Spellbooks?" Magos opens the first page, which reads, An overview of the Anat family's magic.

"It's too precious."

As soon as he saw the name, he knew that this was the magic book inherited by the Anat family, and he closed the book directly.

"No matter how important it is, it's not as important as the heir of the family, McGoss, I can call you that."

"Of course, Mr. Anat."

"Don't worry, this is not the original, but the codex, I didn't think to give it to you at first, after all, there are some of your spells that are forbidden to be taught at Hogwarts, but after hearing what happened to you that night, I think sometimes it is necessary to master some powerful spells, but I put a barrier on those spells, and you can only see those spells when your magic reaches the standard of using those spells, and there are several spells with dark magic effects that can only be seen when you are an adult."

Listening to Kang's father's explanation, McGoth knew that he was reluctant to refuse, he was born in an ordinary family, he was born with a lack of pure-blood wizard family background, especially the number of spells mastered, once he has this magic book, his strength and survivability will definitely be greatly improved, and Mr. Anat said that there will be a few black magic in it, he is also very curious about this, these are not taught in school, if you are unlucky, you may not be able to learn one in your life.

"It's the best gift I've ever received." Magos took the spellbook and looked at Mr. Anat and said seriously.

"I'm glad you like it, but I still want to warn you that if you have a bad feeling when you learn some spells, stop and wait until you are sure how to learn them."

"I'll remember."

"Alright, Kang, you can take Magos for a good spin." Mr. Anat said with a smile.

Kang then led McGoth around his house. Since McGoth didn't come in from the outside, he didn't know if Kang's house had been cast a traceless stretching spell, anyway, the space inside he felt no smaller than his castle, he couldn't help but think of Ron's house, there was no harm without comparison, and a comparison could see that the Weasley family was poor. He hadn't met the Malfoy family, who was also rich in the wizarding world, and now he could kind of understand why Draco looked down on Ron completely, it was a complete class gap.

Before leaving, Mrs. Anate insisted that he bring some of her own Ningshen herbal tea, and said that he could let his parents brew and drink, which was an effective treatment for insomnia and anxiety, but it was better to put only one at a time, otherwise they would not be interested in anything for a long time.

"They're going to love it."

During the following holidays, McGoth hardly left home, and there was no news of the middle-aged man from the Ministry of Magic, so he seemed to have disappeared, but McGoth knew that he should not give up his big sword so easily, and he would definitely show up when there was chaos, and he was very uneasy about this. He understands that there is no reason to prevent thieves for a thousand days, not to mention that in three or four years at most, the wizarding world will definitely be in chaos, and the Ministry of Magic will bear the brunt and almost completely fall, at that time, will they still care about the life and death of a Muggle?

"Gotta figure figure it out."

"But even the Ministry of Magic has no clues, what can I do? Wait, why do I have to have a clue from the Ministry of Magic? McGoth patted his head, he found that he had fallen into a misunderstanding, thinking that wizards were under the control of the Ministry of Magic, and he could use the energy of the real world to find that person, and the scope of influence was not greater than that of the Ministry of Magic?

As soon as he thought of it, he went straight to his father.

"I've thought about this too, but what if ordinary people are attacked?" Mr. Will shook his head, not quite wanting to involve ordinary people.

"He doesn't dare, as long as he casts a spell, he will be locked by the Ministry of Magic, if he really kills, his life can basically be said to be over, the existence of a magical prison is more terrifying than you think, many wizards would rather die than go there. And we don't need to tell the public that he is a dangerous criminal, we can use other excuses, such as looking for an unnamed good Samaritan who has helped me, and if someone sees him and contact us, we can give a certain reward, but we don't want anyone to disturb him, once we know that he is being disturbed, we will not pay the reward. ”

"The media has covered it with great fanfare, isn't it bothering?" Mr. Will was a little speechless, this is to cover up.

"It doesn't matter, anyway, our purpose is to find him, as long as someone secretly tells us clues, I don't believe he hasn't been in the crowd since he came to England, he's not a fugitive from Azkaban, and no one can see his face."

"That's a good idea." Mr. Will thought for a moment and nodded.

"I'll go and inform the media later, do you have a portrait of him?"

"Yes." McGoth handed him the portrait he had prepared.

"Don't say it, it's really like, magic is convenience, and you don't need talent to paint."

…………

The news came faster than McGoth imagined, only a week later, Mr. Will determined the whereabouts of the middle-aged wizard from the mouths of several people, he probably didn't expect McGos to use real-world energy to find him, after all, the one who had this treatment was the big guy who escaped from Azkaban, he disguised himself as an ordinary white-collar worker, very successful, and the people around him were tampered with by him early on. He didn't expect that he also had the qualifications to let people use real-world connections to find him, maybe he was used to succeeding every time.

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