"Quirrell, it's really thanks to you this time." McGoss, who was lying on the bed in the other room, said happily to the man in the pajamas.

"Who do I find to pay me if something happens to you?" Quirrell smiled back at him.

"Also, you'd better rest now, although using the recovery spell makes you feel like you're strong again, but that's a complete overdraft, if you don't want to reduce your life, tell me tomorrow what the situation is, I'll stay here for the next few days."

"Yes, McGoss, you have to listen to Mr. Quirrell." Mr. Will's leg was also restored by the Recovery Charm, and he drank a cup of healing potion, which is now the same as it was before he was not injured.

Mrs. Will, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, looked at him worriedly, and Quirrell's scared her.

"Okay." As he spoke, McGoth closed his eyes and fell asleep in an instant, he was too tired.

Mrs. Will stood up and bowed to Quirrell,

"Thank you so much, I can't believe what would have happened if you hadn't made it to come."

Quirrell smiled and waved his hand,

"Like I said, it's nothing, and he saved me." As he spoke, his expression moved,

"The Ministry of Magic is here, they are only here now, have they been delayed by something?"

"Ministry of Magic?" Mr. Weir's senses for this department are now directly negative.

Rocky nodded, motioning for him to come with him.

When he came out of the room and went to McGoss's bedroom, he saw seven or eight wizards standing in a mess of rooms, their faces extremely gloomy.

"I wonder why you're here now." Quirrell questioned the man in charge.

"Quirrell? How are you here. The man in the lead asked in a retort.

"If it weren't for Mr. Quirrell, you might have seen the corpses of me and my son by now." Mr. Will stepped forward and replied indifferently.

A young-looking wizard in the back looked back at Mr. Will,

"We have been deceived, there is more than one wizard who attacked you, he also has an accomplice, luring us over at a long distance from here, we chased for a while, and when we found out that the magic power here was fluctuating, we were already rushing over at maximum speed."

"What about Phantom Migration?" Quirrell wasn't satisfied with this explanation, should he follow the rules in times of crisis?

The leading man shook his head, "The other party turned around and attacked us when he saw us and wanted to come, although he is not strong, but there are too many magic props, and he has been delayed until now." ”

"Okay, we've explained what needs to be explained, what about Magos, we need his information."

"McGoth slept." Quirrell replied by pointing to the room where McGoth was sleeping.

"Sleep?" The Ministry of Magic doesn't quite understand, they can understand the physical and psychological difficulties just after the big crisis, but he is too fast, judging from the spell information left at the scene, it was less than five minutes before he was rescued, shouldn't he be excited at this time?

"He held the other man back for twenty minutes." Quirrell said softly.

"Sss The wizard of the Ministry of Magic thought that the scene was a message left by Quirrell and the other party, but he didn't expect that it was actually the little wizard who had just graduated from the second grade.

"How did he do it?" A Ministry of Magic wizard couldn't help but speak.

Quirrell shook his head,

"I don't know, but he's seriously out of strength, and his mana consumption is not small, and disturbing him now will have a big impact on his health."

The leading man thought for a moment,

"I'll come back tomorrow, I hope Magos is awake by then."

"Of course."

"Close, strictly monitor the appearance of unfamiliar wands." As he spoke, he jumped out of the window and rode away on a broomstick.

Mr. Will looked at the departing members of the Ministry of Magic, and then stopped.

"What do you want to say?" Quirrell looked at him curiously.

"Is that what your government does?"

"Actually, they're fast, and there's a factor besides what they just did."

"What factors?"

"Fugitives from Azkaban?"

"Sirius?"

Quirrell blurted out some surprise to Mr. Will,

"What did McGoth tell you?"

Mr. Will nodded,

"It's just that we didn't know the news, and he went to Diagon Alley recently."

"Don't be so cautious, but you're doing a good job. Now the entire Ministry of Magic is looking for his whereabouts, he is an extremely dangerous person, and if you encounter him, he will kill him as soon as possible, rather than give you a chance to resist. ”

"The Ministry of Magic is short of personnel right now, and what happened to your family is not unique."

"You guys, it's chaotic?"

"No, it's the Azkaban side that is the most active, which leads to some chaos."

Mr. Will didn't ask how it happened, so it wasn't that one of the Azkaban guards wasn't human.

"Would you like some refreshments, we have a set of clothes for you, but it's from our side. I just don't know if I'm used to it. ”

"That's for the best, I'm just a little hungry."

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The middle-aged man was hit by a petrification charm, so he hit a big tree directly with a broomstick, and it took a while to recover.

"McGoss. Will," he felt a pain in his heart when he thought of the great sword in McGoth's hand, and it was almost his.

"I'll go back to you." He moved his petrified body and said softly.

Steven had already returned to his place of contact, and he thought it would be better to confirm it, and he didn't necessarily realize that he had carefully arranged it.

After waiting for a while, just when he thought that the other party had run away, a middle-aged man appeared.

"Your information is wrong, and his son is also a wizard."

Steven stalled his hands,

"This is not information I can get, I don't think any intelligence merchant except the magic school can know which child has the potential to become a wizard."

The middle-aged man didn't really think about making trouble with Steven, and threw the inferior magic bag in front of him,

"One and a half."

Steven didn't pay attention to the retractable bag on the ground.

"What's wrong with that little wizard, he should have seen you, you didn't let him go."

The middle-aged man who heard this threw the wand in his hand to the ground,

"He was almost able to go to his school as a ghost."

"You said you wouldn't kill." Steven had the urge to leave here and give up this identity, he felt that the other party was a madman, and he knew what the consequences of killing people, especially wizards, would actually start.

The middle-aged man glanced at Steven lightly,

"Don't worry, I couldn't kill him, and finally a wizard arrived and saved them." As for wanting to kill Magos for the sake of the big sword, there is no need to tell the other party, he is 100% sure that the other party will be tempted after knowing the sword.

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