Unlike Sauron's loss, Magos felt the obstacle spell that had been placed below, and then motioned for him to shoot him again at the position he had just taken.

Although the blow to Sauron just now was huge, as a man who had experienced countless battles of blood and fire, he still adjusted his emotions in the next moment, aiming and shooting in one go.

An illusory voice rang in my ears, and the bullet from the sniper rifle was under the crotch of the guardian spell that covered the vase this time.

"Broken?" Mr. Will asked, looking at McGoss.

"It's broken, it seems that with the power of a sniper rifle, wizards below the fourth grade can't resist at all."

"Fourth grade? Aren't you only in third grade? How did it take two shots to be broken? ”

McGoth raised his eyebrows and looked at Viadandy, who was squatting on the side to take a breath, and thought proudly. I'm no ordinary little wizard, though maybe not as good as Harry. But he wasn't scared of the others. But there is no need to tell his parents about this kind of thing, after all, the contract with Viadandy is not only a harvest, but when he becomes an adult, he will face the dilemma of magic power retraction, if he can't find a treasure with powerful magic power, his life will be in danger.

After a casual remark, McGoth walked over to Sauron, looking at the sniper rifle in his hand with some thought.

'If you turn it into a magic version of the Sniper. Is it possible that the bullets it shoots contain magical powers? But I haven't seen a wizard experiment with a hot weapon, maybe there is, but it's impossible for other wizards to know. ’

"Bring the gun with you tomorrow, it's better to prepare a few different models, don't just choose the most powerful."

Sauron nodded in agreement, dismantling the sniper rifle and placing it back in the compartment of the box.

Originally, McGoth wasn't going to take Sauron to Diagon Alley, after all, it would be more troublesome to bring an ordinary person who wasn't a relative, but since he wanted to transform the sniper rifle. It wouldn't be good to let Mr. Weasley come to his house, after all, he had inadvertently cheated the Ministry of Magic not long ago.

It would not be good to go to Ron's house, firstly, it would be a big trouble if Mr. Weasley was discovered, and secondly, Mrs. Weasley had never supported her husband in doing this, after all, he was still the head of the Department for the Prohibition of the Misuse of Muggle Items.

So in comparison, it is most appropriate to take Sauron directly to the store in Diagon Alley.

Before leaving, Magos told Quirrellon about him, and Quirrell said he would pick him up at the Cauldron Bar.

Sauron was still interested in revealing the curiosity that had been buried in his heart for four years, even if he looked expressionless now.

After using the Dominant Spell on Sauron, Sauron finally knew where Mygoth 'disappeared' a few years ago.

"Follow me later, and if anyone asks, you'll say you're a friend Quirrell made during his adventures."

"Yes." Sauron nodded directly, he had nothing but the clothes on his body now.

As soon as he entered the bar, McGoth saw Quirrell chatting with Tom.

Tom had been doing this for years, and as soon as Sauron came in, he smelled a 'muggle smell' of him.

"It's ......"

"A friend I met during my expedition, and once I ran out of magic, if it weren't for him, I might have become the first wizard to die in the jaws of an ordinary viper."

Without waiting for Tom to continue asking.

"Don't worry, I know the rules, if he hadn't written for help, I wouldn't have let him come here. When the matter is settled, I will clear this memory of him. ”

Quirrell had said this, and Tom didn't have to say anything more, nodding his back to McGoth and the others, pretending not to see Sauron.

Before the other wizards became suspicious, Quirrell led them straight to the movable wall in the backyard.

He didn't say anything all the way, and he was relieved when he entered the shop, he knew that McGoth wouldn't let him erase the memory of the Muggle in front of him, so the less he could see, the safer it was.

"Are Lockhart and Mr. Weasley here?" McGoth closed the door under a spell, then walked into the innermost bedroom, and then pulled out eight sniper rifles from the telescopic bag, and Sauron picked them up and began to assemble them.

Quirrell knew about thermal weapons, and although he didn't know what kind of gun it was, he knew that it was definitely not low.

"You're asking Arthur to change?" The corners of Quirrell's mouth twitched, now Arthur was completely sorry for the name of the division he managed, once discovered, Azkaban would definitely be indispensable for a visit.

"I want to try the hot weapon and magic to see if it will hurt the wizard's voice after the effect."

"I hope you don't have this idea of assembling Muggles."

"I'm not stupid." McGoth smiled wryly, "Once this thing appears too much, Mr. Weasley won't be able to run away, and I won't let that happen." ”

"Arthur is coming over and heard that a wizard who misused Muggle items was reported by a neighbor." Speaking of this, Quirrell was a little crying and laughing, does this count as a thief to catch a thief?

"Where's Lockhart? It just so happened that he was proficient in soul telephony, and Sauron seemed to have been erased by some wizard in Africa. ”

"He's coming soon and he's signing books at the Blotted Bookstore."

"Is his new book ready?"

"That's not true, he's just been running to the Blotte Bookstore and a few other bookstores every once in a while."

"He's the stinking disease."

"It's immoral to speak ill of a successful wizard behind his back." Just then, Lockhart's voice rang out from outside the door.

"How are the comics selling?" McGoth didn't bother to reply to him, otherwise the topic would soon be diverted by him to how many fans he had.

"It's kind of stable, they prefer to read the books I write rather than the pictures I draw."

"That's because you drew too badly." McGoth replied mercilessly, looking for the wizards who bought the comics after the previous episodes of the event, all the wizards who bought the comics plummeted, and Lockhart began to deal with it when he saw that it was not beneficial, and the last few issues of the comics McGos only had one feeling, that is, water, you can draw two or three pages on a hurry, are you kidding me?

Lockhart sneered, he's been so inspired lately that he's been spending most of his time on new books, so it's possible that the level of comics has dropped.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, close the door and come over to see if my friend has really been erased a memory."

Lockhart closed the door with a wave of his wand, then opened the bedroom door with an unlocking charm.

"That's not the way celebrities should be." Lockhart replied dissatisfied, and then turned a spell on Sauron.

Sauron's eyes went dark for a moment, then lit up, and he found himself in the last part of the front that he remembered.

'Is this back to my own memory?' Sauron was a little frightened by the power of magic. Such an incredible ability can be used, so if the wizarding world invades the real world, will the governments have the ability to resist?