In the weeks following that night's distress, McGoth did not visit the Leaky Cauldron again. He didn't think to tell Slip about it. He just went to school in the aristocratic school, and after experiencing the test of life and death, he found that even without Voldemort's existence, the wizarding world was full of dangers, and the cities under the management of the Ministry of Magic would have those outlaws, and what about those remote areas, those inaccessible ruins? His wish is to explore the unknown.

Not to mention when Voldemort reappeared a few years later. The wizarding world does not use it for everyone to endanger themselves. As for the prophets? Not to mention that he doesn't fully remember the plot of the novel, even if he knows it completely? Without strength, empty words are still empty words. Few people believe the prophecies made by planet guardians like Medivan, and he said that Voldemort would appear in the next few years, and Dumbledore would die, who would believe it? Thank God for not killing him as a Death Eater. So the sense of crisis in McGoth's heart is getting stronger and stronger, and now in addition to constantly practicing magic, he is quietly accompanying his parents, and going to school with peace of mind reassures them. He didn't want to be like Hermione in the future to use the Oblivion Charm to make his parents forget about his existence and then risk his life.

Time passed slowly, and there was no trace of turbulence in the ordinary life of ordinary people, and McGoth was also immersed in these two points and one line, the aristocratic school - home......... What he didn't know, however, was how much the wizarding world had been hit since that night.

Amelia Bones, the head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement at the Ministry of Magic, was looking angrily at the new minister, Cornelius Fudge.

"Mr. Minister, these two prisoners deserve to be punished by the law, not to hand them over to the pure-blood family and let them decide."

"This, this, Ms. Bones, I can understand your thoughts, but after all, this case also involves a pure-blood wizard family, and they have a direct heir who was tortured to death, and I think they should also be able to dispose of those two prisoners." A small, stout man said with a smile. He wears a pinstriped suit, a bright red tie, a long black cloak, purple pointed-toe boots on his feet, and a dark green top hat on his head.

"Yes, they are the families of the victims, yes, but the responsibility of the Ministry of Magic is to deal with those who break the law, if it is handed over to them, what will we do with the Ministry of Magic?" Amelia Bones stared at Cornelius Fudge with wide eyes.

"That's true, but we must also take into account the honor and anger of the pure-blood family, and you are also a pure-blood wizard, can't you understand their pain and anger?" Fudge said in a dilemma.

"I don't agree anyway, if you insist, we'll leave it to the public to decide." Bones said huffingly.

"Of course, then we'll leave it to the public." Hearing this, Fudge happily agreed, and then hurried away without waiting for Bones to react.

Amelia?· Bones sat down disappointed, she was also a wizard of the pureblood family, she knew how powerful the pureblood family was, and it was for them to want the public to support them. She regretted what she had just said, but if she went to the new minister again, he would not listen to her.

If it was Dumbledore, he might have listened a little more, but unfortunately Dumbledore hadn't spoken yet. ’

The next day, the news was reported on the headline of the Daily Prophet, of course, how he was arrested was only said to be found by a Muggle wizard under the age of 11, and his name was not even marked, but there was a picture of him, and it was said that the four words Muggle family were added at Dumbledore's request, as for why, no one knows.

This news caused a huge sensation in the wizarding world, and the use of magic spells privately during Voldemort's disappearance can be an era of news, and the words pureblood, student, torture, and wild wizard can each cause a sensation, not to mention that these words are connected together, and the pure-blood family has also begun to use connections and money to dominate public opinion, without any fraud, sad parents, poor students suddenly got the sympathy of the people, and soon public opinion completely fell to the pure-blood family, The crowd shouted for the murderer to be handed over to the victim's family, and the Ministry of Magic was under pressure to hand over the two to the pure-blood family.

Now the news is being discussed in the streets of the wizarding world, and when the two wizards were taken away by the pure-blood family, everyone knows what will happen to those two people, but no one sympathizes with them, and everything they do is no different from that of the dark magicians. As the event ended, attention slowly shifted to the little wizard of the Muggle family, and as some members of the Ministry of Magic who were present at the time kept spreading the news about the incident. The name Will gradually became famous, although it could not be compared to Harry Potter, but the popularity of the moment did not have to be much lower than him.

And the protagonist of this incident, McGoss. Will was still experiencing the campus life of ordinary people, he didn't know anything about what was going on in the wizarding world, he didn't know how famous he was in the wizarding world now, and to be honest, he didn't even think to subscribe to the Daily Prophet, and he didn't know anything about the wizarding world if he didn't go to the Cauldron Bar.

Half a month of ordinary life made McGoth feel bored, and he had decided to wait for this vacation to go to the Leaky Cauldron Bar, and the content of the parchment in his heart kept seducing him. Putting down the book that stood in front of him, he quietly looked at the classmates around him, and there was still a year to get along with them, and after a year, they would be completely people from two worlds. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little sad, since the last time, he found that he seemed to be too emotional, and often had such inexplicable sadness, 'It's really unclear'. He thought mockingly.

Soon he stayed up until the weekend, and after eating breakfast in the morning and chatting with his parents for a while, his mood was not so urgent, thinking that he hadn't met Sauron since that day and wanted to have a good chat with Sauron to see what kind of mentality he was in now. He told his parents that he was going to take the subway with Sauron, and left the castle with Sauron without taking the car.

On the way, McGoth and Sauron walked quietly, no one spoke, and there were not many people on weekend mornings except for a few who got up for morning exercises.

"Young Master, do those wizards really exist?" Sauron opened his mouth to break the silence.

"Didn't you see it all? Still not convinced? McGoth chuckled back.

"Are they really that strong? It's like a god, you can't even ...... a gun" Sauron's eyes were a little confused.

Magos shook his head.

"If we were really like God, we would be dead. You can think of them as mages in the game, and if you shoot them in the head before they open a magic shield, no matter how strong you are, you'll die. ”

"Young master, I don't understand, not long after I returned to the car that night, a woman came, as if the people around me couldn't see her, she came over and asked me a few words, I was dizzy, and I had a strong desire to say what I just saw, and it took a lot of energy to restrain myself from pretending to be confused and saying that I didn't know anything that happened, is this also magic?"

"Yes, it's magic, you're lucky, that day she believed that you had forgotten what you just happened, and used a little magic at will, otherwise if she used the full spell, you would have said it all."

"Young Master, why are you ......?"

"You're trying to ask me why you haven't forgotten."

"Yes, to be honest I don't think I know the point of all that, I can't do them the slightest harm, I'm fooled by them like an ant in front of them." Sauron said decadently. Thinking that he was a special soldier, the king of soldiers did not have the slightest power to parry in the hands of those people, which made him doubt his life.

"Makes sense." Magos looked at him and smiled.

"What I want you to remember is not that you can't lift your head when they hit you, but that you remember that they can also be wounded, and they will be shot to death before they use the spell. The pistol can't be helped, the sniper rifle: what about ........."

Look at McGoth's eyes full of meaning. Sauron's heart moved.

"Young Master—what do you mean ......?"

"You know, don't say it, I'll find a way to hide your body when the time comes. All you need to do in the future is to become a top sniper, and my father will convince him that the wizarding world will not be peaceful in the future, and if you can become the top in three years, you can help me. ”

"Young master, I know, don't worry. I also used a sniper rifle for a while when I was in the army, and this didn't bother me. Sauron suddenly had a feeling of bullets and bullets, and he liked it, it made his blood boil.

Looking at the scrappy Sauron, Magos smiled wickedly.

'A top-of-the-line sniper rifle plus a top-notch sniper and an invisibility cloak of one of the Deathly Hallows, quack, just ask if you're afraid. McGoth suddenly expected someone to trouble him.

"Calm, calm, the sniper rifle hasn't been bought yet, the sniper hasn't been trained yet, the cloak hasn't arrived yet, you can't be excited, you can't be excited."

"Young Master, what did you say?" Sauron asked when he heard Maggoth's sloquery, and looked down at McGoth's eyes lit up.

"Huh? Nothing, we arrived, let me see how many subway to take, how many platforms need to be crossed......"