Dolan's expression was quite calm, after all, he also knew that there must be someone else here.

It wasn't far from the Muggle colony, and he could see the woman with the torch in the distance.

It's one of America's landmarks.

He hadn't imagined that the location they had chosen would be so close to the Muggle colony. And it's in such a prominent position. More critically......

As he stood here, he could even hear young men and women talking and laughing. It feels like there should be a few people in the walk, or a camp, or something.

It's not even the early hours of the morning, it's time for the nightlife to begin.

So when such a big living person as him appeared here, either the receiver here was not prepared accordingly, or the receiver here was really bold.

Dolan originally thought that there really shouldn't be anyone who would make a mistake when doing such a big thing.

But if you think about it, if it's an American wizard, it's not impossible to be the latter.

Of course, the English wizard over there was quite presumptuous in choosing the location in the London Eye, not to mention anything else, at least he knew that this group of people didn't take Muggles seriously.

And my original bronze Nat had already shattered into powder when I came over

Shaolan looked around badly, and then found that there were no windows, only a luxurious bed, a table, and a fireplace. There wasn't a magic lamp under the table, there wasn't a flame burning outside the fireplace, it wasn't the only light outside the big room.

"Young, meet again, old wine."

The man pulled out a box from the pocket of his robe before he saw the figure in front of him break the person. Thrown to Shaolan.

It's not that as a place to trade, it's dangerous and special. But this is obviously the place where this "garbage" is kept. The reason is the same, it is too conspicuous.

It stands to reason that Shaolan should believe the truth of that person. But I don't think so. Leaning sideways, he said, "It's right out there." They'll come and get it themselves."

My boss is really the boss in the open, Muggle Gaunt...... This very famous British wizard aristocrat, I am only the boss under the surface, but also the boss under the actual.

[In view of the general environment,

I'm such a teenager, and I still know a little bit about how to write reports.

There was a smile in the other party's tone, and he still looked like a very cheerful person.

Ah, that's even scarier.

The elf smiled and shook his head, that is indeed a dull child, but I just know that I am responsible for this part of the company?

"Trolls?"

It's just that...... The construction of the Floo Network is especially necessary to deal with the Ministry of Magic. also opened to say, in the Ministry of Magic, at most, there is no one who knows the node of the Floo Network?

"Excuse me, are you a garbage collector?"

"The next time he's called you a bottle?"

The troll on one side shook his head and said, "We also know where that person came from. It must have been teleported from a nearby location."

Before the man took over the "goods", he let this huge white shadow in front of him go behind.

The man nodded, and then said, "You'll report his performance honestly."

After saying that, he ended up and poured forward, obviously still guarding against the two guys behind him.

Before passing through the fireplace, he disappeared into the room again.

Shaolan retreated into the fireplace, and the figure disappeared.

"Hurry up, you don't have time to waste it with him."

Except for the Ministry of Magic, these smallest forces back then were just a mess.

A leopard can be seen in the tube.

"You also hope that I will win, but people always have to do it

Bad for the best intentions."

The elf glanced at the other party, then snapped his fingers again. The man took everything he didn't have, walked behind the table, and finished writing his report.

Before Shaolan put the document away, she took a deep breath, looked at the boy behind her, and said without some confusion:

And outside of that big house, except for himself, there was not a single elf there.

And if you go to the Floo network, there is no way to go back to the location. I can't get out there, but if I know the name of that node, I can always come back from there.

However, I got more common sense news.

In the face of Shaolan's doubts, the other party obviously didn't give me an idea to solve it, so he just smiled and said, "That's right. Please give you the garbage. You are not here to receive."

Before nodding at the man, and at the same time glancing at the troll-like figure again without any suspicion, he silently touched the bronze nut. So the figure disappeared from its place again.

Suddenly there was a voice in my ears. Dolan was taken aback. But he also knew that no one else should know his name in this handover.

Shaolan responded. That's what Hoya told me, too.

"According to the rules, write the report first, and then hand it over to his immediate subordinates. Then depart from there."

Shaolan was not sobered up by the man's request, but was sobered up by the operation of writing a report.

The troll said with the same emotion.

"Your mission is to get people out there. You don't need to think about anything else."

Huo Ya nodded, did not look up and pointed to the pile of papers in his hand, "Put it out there." You'll see later."

So Shaolan finally relaxed the hand holding the wand.

The man said with some emotion, "Huo Ya, it can be regarded as a defeat."

………………

It was a long time before a person appeared in the room again.

Shaolan said, "The task is difficult. That's your report."

There were no two figures in white robes outside. The latter figure is slender, and even the white robe covers this bad figure. Of course, if there is no serious cover-up, it is also because of it.

But the elf raised his palm.

It's bad like Shaolan is also the place where it is now, and the people who are receiving it now are the terminal or the people who still didn't have me before. We know the identity of the garbage collector. And this garbage collector apparently knows who we are.

But even so, he clenched his wand.

With that, the elf sat back down under his bed and took a sip of the object that had hit the outside of the bottle.

From the big details, Shaolan couldn't find that the Muggle organization was indeed open under the tightness of covert affairs. It's hard to find where you are, but it's clearly the final location. Because it's so conspicuous. It's even right under Gemma's campsite. It must be a madman white wizard, this kind of person who wants to completely break the barrier between the two worlds will fight outside.

An ultra-long-distance teleportation is enough to make others numb.

And that outside ......

Shaolan took a deep look at the elf, then took a deep breath and nodded.

"He's coming."

The elf seemed to have expected Shaolan's arrival, jumped up from under the chair, and snapped his fingers by the way.

"You're here......

Before finishing his report, he picked up the report and walked in the direction of the elf.

If the people in Muggle Gaunt's hands were sure to have studied the portkeys to this extent, then these speculations would be completely pointless.

But even so, Shaolan also knows that what she sees behind her eyes must be true.

It seems that the organization founded by Muggle Gaunt is indeed the same as everyone.

The man's tone was faint and too intense.

Shaolan is stupid, and I know when I should think.

It's just that, that's something we need to think about.

Then, another question came to my mind, and it was broken and expanded, and finally filled my mind.

That kind of body shape reminded me of this very common magical beast. But the domestication of trolls has also been explored by wizards. It doesn't have a certain amount of intelligence, but it has a high level of intelligence, and the intelligence it doesn't have is all for the sake of instinct. It can only be said that the thing wants to stay quietly by the wizard's side?

Luke asked casually as he glanced at the guy who had come out of the fireplace.

But house-elves in particular are neurotic. At the beginning, I said that I was nervous now, which can only show that my nervousness is not reflected in the bright side.

And the portkey transmission has not yet been given considerable priority. Not to mention the delay in setting it badly, it is a teleportation location that needs to be known by others.

I turned sharply and looked in the direction the voice was coming from. Randomly, my hole shrank abruptly, as if I had been startled by something.

So Shaolan turned her head and grabbed a handful of Floo powder and walked to the fireplace. As he stated his purpose, he threw Floo powder back into the fireplace. The orange-yellow flames turned dark green, and the scorching temperature disappeared, and there was not even a little heat.

The elf snapped his fingers again, and the thing under the table disappeared again.

"Oh, he's telling you his name anyway, if you don't call it carefully, you can remember what to call it."

The elf pointed first to the table and then to the fireplace.

The man looked at Shaolan's departure, and he didn't feel any emotion.

The visitor looked cold, and he was very open to the elf.

After a while, the wizard smiled and said goodbye to the elf.

The elf's little ears were bent downward, its small eyes were bloodshot, and there was not a single scar on the corner of its mouth, so it didn't look evil.

How can that be surprising?

So, when you tell yourself that I need to serve the real people in power at that company, I'm not surprised at all, because that makes sense. Because in my opinion, such a boy, the youngest may be the man who opens the boss, or a trustworthy lover.

Before Shaolan thought of any worthless ideas, my thoughts were interrupted by the sound of "Dong Dong Dong" knocking on the table.

Muggles don't have enough people on hand who can think for themselves. It's almost a character who doesn't have a word to follow.

Shaolan's eyes were opened by the sudden bright light. Before I could get used to it, I looked around and saw that I was in a large house.

What really attracted me was the colossus standing half in front of the latter.

It looks like it's a one-off thing. And the one who can take out that thing shouldn't really be a connector.

And when Shaolan took it, the eight things appeared and floated under the table on the side.

There are some semantic words outside my mouth, which are not only clear to hear, but also to understand and understand.

It is difficult for a lion to hide in front of the trunk of a tree. But the giant whale behind the eyes only showed a little bit of its back while cruising in the sea. There is no real body type that has been found. At most, few people have discovered their true size.

"Coming back? Mission accomplished?"

The elf watched Shaolan disappear, the flames outside the fireplace turned orange and yellow again, and the temperature returned to abnormal.

"Anyway, Bronze Nat is a small portkey, and opening a position is outrageous enough."

With this snap of his fingers, a bowl of Floo noodles also suspended behind Shaolan's noodles, and at the same time, there was not a piece of parchment and a quill.

Outside the corner of the room, there was no small door. Looking at its small size and low degree, it can basically be determined that that thing

It is intended for anomalous humans. It's for the elf.

It's either faint or dead.

If a human wants to leave that room, the way should be through the Floo network.

"Can a Muggle figure figure figure out such a stable portkey? It's so smooth at such a distance."

I'll do things for people in the future, but I haven't heard of any reports or something. Is that something that only these wizards who hang out in the Ministry of Magic write?

Shaolan looked at the elf behind him vigilantly, I really feel that tonight is quite exciting, what I have seen is in my expectations. For example, the elf behind the eyes looks like another house-elf who is submissive or neurotic.

Before, instead of having a glass of wine with his own little leader, he was assigned a task with a beginning and an end.

The troll glanced at the man, but said nothing.

It was a very beautiful, very old and beautiful boy, to be honest, I never thought that such a boy would be the real *** of such a small company.

Who could that person be?

Because there are few opening links, it is sure that someone will break through from which level.

The elf pointed to the fireplace and said, "He went straight to his leader and it was broken."

So we're likely to be suspicious of each other. Even after we come into contact with the target, we know that the person behind us is the real connector.

The troll-like figure casually lifted the young man up like a big chicken. The young man who was controlled by the Soul Shifting Spell had no ability to resist, so he could only lie under the shoulders of this figure and mumble to himself.

There are no things I need to know, and naturally I need to take care of them. The glove thing, whether it is broken or dirty, as long as it can be used, it will be thrown away and broken. A qualified glove also requires no too little thought.

Before Shaolan took a deep breath, she picked up the quill and finished writing her report.

In the process of carrying out that task, I found that the capabilities of the company I saw were only the tip of the iceberg.

It's not that the company that has been controlled by a teenager for many years is not a real behemoth in the wizarding world.

"It's done."

As I spoke, my men's movements stopped, and it seemed that there was very little to write in my mission, so I had very little talk with the elves.

"Yes, you're not a garbage collector, are they here to collect garbage?"

"Stealing ...... Father...... Curse ...... He...... Criminal ......"

After all, in the wizarding world, except for the Ministry of Magic, there is no institutional management.

"Yes, you're looking at their reports."

As you spoke, you smiled and said to Shaolan, "When he goes back, he also gets some reports. So, remember to help you write a little bit worse."

Shaolan came to Luke's face.

The man didn't waste time, he came down to look at the young man behind him who was outside the white bag, and said with a smile, "He's quite direct."

Shaolan took the box and opened it to see that it was a coin that was exactly the same as the one after.

"But the Gaunt villain, he doesn't have the idea of defeat."

A moment ago, voices rang out again in the noisy room.

"Why you?" But...... Both of them have not talked about the topic of the future task.

I've also noticed that there isn't a template for the report under the desk, and it's not here to sample those of us.

And such a behemoth can still hide in the wizarding world, and the hiding is very bad, and it has not been noticed by a few people. It's not that the people who are not hidden in the shadows of that organization can be very bad secrets, and they will be noticed.

Judging by his attitude, this should be the first time I've seen something like that.