Johnny Ingrid, is the code name of the current MI7 agent in charge of intelligence in the wizarding world, and no one knows that his original name was Rowan Atkinson before joining MI7. During his years of service for British intelligence, he performed many feats and briefly ascended to the throne of the British king.

It's just that now Mr. Ingrid thinks he might be going to die heroically, because he was spotted on a sneak mission, and then (thought) he fainted because of the attack.

Our Mr. Ingrid is not afraid of death, and from the moment he signed a work contract with MI7, he put his life and death on the line.

What he regretted was that he was not able to get more information about this operation, and he was not able to pass on the information that he had seen in the Minister of Magic's office today about Hogwarts' ghosts.

Now that Johnny had woken up, he found himself sturdyly tied, unable to move his hands or torso, and his mouth was gagged with something that prevented him from making a sound. Judging by the touch around him, he should have been stuffed in a box that barely packed his whole person.

Pitch black, silent, stuffy, that's how Johnny feels right now. He didn't know how long he had been unconscious, or how long he had been stuffed into a box. He wasn't even sure if he was buried in the earth or sunk to the bottom of the Thames.

In such a desperate environment, the spirit of ordinary people will soon collapse completely, and sometimes the effect is better than magic.

However, as a good agent, Johnny, who has undergone rigorous, systematic, and even brutal training, will naturally not be knocked down by this difficulty.

During the training camp, Johnny and other trainees also received similar confined space captivity training, and in this training, he performed the best among all the trainees and left a deep impression on the instructors.

So, Johnny didn't give up at the moment, he had to keep going, and he believed that he could support his teammates to save him.

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While Zhang Xu and Lao Ma were drinking coffee in the minister's office of the Ministry of Magic, in a suburban villa near the boundary between England and Scotland, a thick curtain hung behind the window blocked a piece of green light in the house.

At the moment, Bellatrix was alone patrolling the outside of the house.

This time the Dark Lord only let her follow the action, although her job is just to look at the wind, but this feeling of "the master trusts me the most" makes her whole body excited.

Under a large tree not far from her, a police car that crashed headlong into the trunk was emitting smoke, and the two policemen sitting in the front row were already cold.

A muffled "thump" came out of the house, a sound Bellatrix had heard so many times that she could even tell from the slight sound whether the body was falling forward or backward.

Moments later, the door to the house opened, and the reflection of the moon in the sky above Voldemort's head told Bellatrix that her master had stepped out of the house.

Bellatrix hurried over and followed her master respectfully, and just now in her hot gaze, she saw a smile on the corner of her master's mouth.

It's just that Bellatrix only has his own master in his eyes, and the heel of his heel in high heels almost stepped on Nagini's head.

A master, a servant, and a snake did not say a word, and quietly disappeared into the dark night.

More than an hour later, a police car with a siren roared up. When the police car drove near the villa, the headlights of the police car shone on the wreckage of the police car that had crashed into the trunk of a tree.

The police car stopped, the front door opened, and the policeman, who was sitting in the passenger seat, rushed to the wreckage with a flashlight.

The police officer in the driver's seat of the car picked up the walkie-talkie and reported to the headquarters that the missing police car had been involved in a serious car accident on the way.

At this moment, a dark shadow suddenly rushed out of the night, and immediately knocked the police who went to investigate the situation to the ground.

The policeman, who was reporting the situation to headquarters, was stunned, and when he wanted to get out of the car to see what was going on, a second black shadow appeared next to the open car door.

On the radio station in the police station, after a scream, no more sound came out.

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At three o'clock in the morning, after finishing the matter at hand, Zhang Xu did not leave London, but found a place to sit on the banks of the Thames.

After he and Lao Ma drank the coffee sent by Johnny just now, they immediately found out that there was a problem with the coffee. It's just that it's not a big problem, so I didn't startle the snake, but waited for the other party to jump out again and catch turtles in an urn.

As a result, after Johnny was exposed, Lao Ma asked Zhang Xu with a distorted face, "Ah! You brought the agent here? ”

"I'm not, I don't, don't talk nonsense." Zhang Xu denied it.

Johnny's problem is not a problem, but the most important problem now is that Johnny's stimulant in the coffee is too powerful, so that Zhang, who was already dozing off, is now energetic and fierce, and has a feeling that even if he runs back to Hogwarts, he will have no problem.

His body is clear to him, and the energetic Zhang knows that he doesn't have to sleep tonight.

If you take too much stimulants, you have to find a place to calm down. However, at this time, it is not a good choice to open a peerless in the Southern Ministry of Magic, so it is better to pretend to be a pony and rob Gringotts.

And he is not like Lao Ma, who has a wife waiting at home. Fleur is home and will be back tomorrow. He can't go all the way to France in the middle of the night for this, because he will be laughed at by his father-in-law and mother-in-law. It's not realistic to go back to Hogwarts, there is still class tomorrow morning, and if you miss class for some reason, Professor McGonagall will be mad.

Although this time is the time when the bars in the city of London are over, it is not difficult for Zhang to hook up with one or several drunken girls. However, to hook up with such a girl, it is better to sneak into the dungeon and make Harley.

If he hadn't wanted to emulate the wisdom of World War I and come to a comprehensive ceasefire during the Christmas period, so that the people of the whole country could have a stable and peaceful Christmas, Zhang would not have come to London in the middle of the night to spread the word.

However, an opportunity to make a difference soon appeared in front of Zhang, who met a group of drunken drunkards who had just come out of the bar.

When the drunkards saw someone wandering alone on the side of the road, they came up to him for trouble.

Seeing this group of football hooligans surrounding him, he asked himself if he liked Ana's ⭕ appearance with a mouthful of alcohol, which made Zhang very disgusted. So he ignored the fact that he had bought a bunch of tickets for Arna's ⭕ championship before the start of the 97/98 season, shouting "Man ⭕ is the champion!" ”

After a while, Zhang left while tidying up his somewhat messy head, leaving behind a staggered drunkard.

"Smack! Syllable! Syllable! ”

Zhang Xu didn't go far, and the sound of applause sounded in the darkness.

"I didn't expect to go out for a walk tonight and meet Mr. Zhang's mighty side."

When the visitor came out of the shadows under the tree, and now in the moonlight, Zhang, who saw the other party clearly, had a pain in his head.