Tower of London passengers were evacuated.

A man had just gotten out of the car when he heard a violent explosion.

Immediately after that, smoke rose from the white tower, which was nearly 1,000 years old, and the glass of the window quickly melted.

Terrible rifts are densely packed throughout the White Tower.

The man stared at the historic building that had become a dangerous building, gritted his teeth, and said, "That's what you said nothing happened, Watson Wick!"

"Roaring ——!"

The golden dragon shattered the façade.

The wind swept and blew away a few of the police officers who were surrounded outside.

"Sir, it's not clear if there will be a third explosion for the time being."

A policeman ran over to report it, looking at his colleague who had been blown away with trepidation.

Mycroft stared at the place with a gloomy face.

...

There was no one standing in front of Watson.

One charred corpse after another kept moving in the same way as before.

He stared blankly at the sword in his hand.

The flaming golden dragon flew around him, turning into three eight-foot dragons flying around.

"This is John's power?"

Intuitively confronted with magical power for the first time, Watson was shocked.

He immediately thought of his wife, and ran through the ruins to find Mrs. Wick.

Mrs. Wick stared at Watson suspiciously, making him smile awkwardly.

If it weren't for the flames, Mrs. Wick would have reason to suspect that this was her unreliable husband trying to take the opportunity to change her son's mother.

"Wife, are you alright?"

"I'm fine."

"Wife."

"Husband......

The husband and wife looked at each other affectionately.

The thrilling adventure elevates the relationship between the two.

Watson approached slowly, and Mrs. Wick closed her eyes gently.

Just as the two were about to have a fierce kiss in the fire, two hairy heads, one black and one white, stared at them.

"Ahem."

Uncomfortable being stared at by two owls, Watson pretended to be calm.

Mrs. Wick was also blushing from her girlish actions.

The two hurriedly parted, and Mrs. Wick covered her rosy cheeks and said, "What about this fire?"

Good question.

The fire brigade outside also asked the same question.

The golden flames burned along the ancient building, spreading out continuously.

The fire brigade used a high-pressure water cannon, but found that it did not have the slightest effect.

The fire could not be extinguished.

Watson was uncertain, "Since it was John's sword, it should be solved, right?"

He tried to swing the Sword of Silver Wick and gave the order, "Take back this fire."

The three fire dragons behind him roared and spread their wings to fly, and where they passed, the eternal fire was sucked back into their bodies by the fire dragons.

The smoke was gone.

By the time the three dragons flew back, their bodies had risen from eight feet to ten feet.

"What's John's next step?" Mrs. Wick asked, getting up.

"By the way, son." Watson was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly recalled what happened next.

"We're going to his house in the wizarding world."

Watson looked at the two owls and quickly asked, "Do you know how to get there?"

Riddle nodded, spread his wings and flew up.

Watson took Mrs. Wick and hurried after him.

Bypassing the Nigerian gang that had turned into char, they rushed down the White Tower.

It's already full of people outside.

Armed army, police, firefighters, bomb disposal specialists......

Watson was a little confused when he ran out.

"Watson!"

Mycroft stared at Watson with anger.

"Mycroft?"

Unlike McCroft, Watson's eyes were full of surprise.

Noticing that his car was being extinguished by firefighters with black smoke, he immediately led Mrs. Wick to McCroft.

"You don't have anything to explain?"

"Give me the car keys, it's urgent."

Two people spoke at the same time.

McCroft was stunned, what do you mean, not to mention the bombing of the ancient buildings of the British Empire, and dare to ask me for car keys?

Don't think you can do whatever you want with a continental hotel!

With a dark face, Mycroft said to the driver next to him, "Give him the car keys."

He stared into Watson's eyes and said, "You'd better give me an explanation before four or three quarters in the afternoon."

"I will."

Watson took the car keys and hurriedly got into the car, and he sat in the passenger seat very consciously.

Watching the black SUV drift and flick its tail and crash into two police cars and leave, McCroft couldn't help but hold his forehead.

"This mess."

If it weren't for the fact that Watson was presiding over something that was good for the whole country, he would definitely want it.

Right now......

Mycroft covered his nose with a handkerchief and stepped into the worst of the churches, St. John's.

He looked at the charred corpse and muttered, "How the hell did you do that, Watson?"

MI6 personnel accidentally touched a corpse, and the entire body was shattered.

"There used to be a minimum of 1,000 hot here."

The man with a touching hairline analyzed, and Mycroft shook his head, he stared at the corpse in his previous position, and said, "More than 5,000 can make them completely carbonized from the outside to the inside in an instant."

"5,000 heats erupted in an instant, what the hell are you doing here, Watson?" Mycroft muttered to himself.

Could it be that the underground president detonated a small nuclear bomb here?

If that were the case, the place would have been razed to the ground.

Staring at the corpses, Mycroft ordered the MI6 men, "Lock this place down, change Watson Wick's file."

"Suspected of possession of weapons of mass destruction, listed at the highest level."

This time MI6 was busy.

The last time it was so busy, it was during that bloody London underground power swap.

A financial manager who was used as a think tank by Finn Wallace turned the entire underground kingdom upside down after that funeral.

"Watson Wick, how much more do you have to hide from me?"

Mycroft's mind turned.

It is suspected to have a connection with the Hairy Bear Country, and may be the wife of the daughter of a large family.

A school-going son who can't be searched for by MI6.

Seemingly ordinary, but known as the husband of the underground president, he has the strength to bathe the underground kingdom in blood, and has a connection with the king of war.

What kind of family is this?

...

The black SUV followed Riddle's lead all the way to the outskirts of London.

Basil flew out of the car, like a curtain lifted, and a magnificent manor gradually emerged in its pass.

"If I had known, I wouldn't have worked hard."

Watson felt his heart twitching, desperately trying to get that little money, and as a result, his son was sitting on a mansion, which was still the kind of manor.

"I feel like I've entered Downton Abbey."

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and Watson struggled to maintain his father's image.

Your father still lives in the community, but you live in the manor.

Along the way, security guards appeared in the manor staring at the car of unknown origin.

There were also wizards who didn't know the car, but they knew the black-headed eagle.

All the way to the inside of the manor, Riddle and Basil fly towards the house.

Watson and Mrs. Wick also got out of the car and followed.

Pushing open the door, they saw it

A friend of his own son.

"Mr. and Mrs. Wick," Percy said of the Ministry, leaving her work at the Ministry of Magic.

As a rising star in the Ministry of Magic, it was the first time he had left in front of everyone without hesitation.

"This time, it's our turn to help John." Percy spoke.

Malfoy ended his trip to Germany with his parents, grinning, "We can't always let our king take risks."

Heinrich drew his wand, and Kim smiled and drew his wand as well.

Daphne stepped forward to greet the Wicks, and with a strong heart, said earnestly, "Trust us, uncle and aunt."

Sister Astoria was a little weird when she heard it, Percy is called Mr. Wick, and you are called uncle.

Could it be that my sister has finally opened her mind?

Shaking his head, Astoria slapped his face, to cheer up his spirits, he couldn't make a mistake.

Malfoy noticed Astoria's movements and gave a silent thumbs up, "My Ato is really the cutest!"

Fleur secretly despises Malfoy, does this guy think that others can't see his careful thoughts?

Immediately pulled Astoria and asked her to stand behind her.

Malfoy: Gan!

Mrs. Wick was so moved by her sincerity that she was moved to tears in the corners of her eyes.

Before the tear landed, a suction pulled it into the middle.

Watson felt his pocket heat up and took it out to see that it was the card.

The outflow of blood is absorbed into it.

At the same time, Watson walked to the middle with his sword and thrust it hard.

Fleur also took out the card and watched it fly to the middle.

The two cards overlapped and disappeared, and the Ouroboros inside let go of its tail and swam out, turning into a '8 that was entangled in the hilt gem of the Silver Wick Sword and bit its tail.

Everyone in the Star Society raised their wands in tacit agreement.

Beams of brilliant mana shot at the Sword of Silver Wick at the same moment.

A huge collection of magical power, through the blessing of the Philosopher's Stone and the touch of the time anchor.

A golden hole of light exploded in an instant.

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