"Where are you?" Owen repeated Hermione's words, frowning slightly, as if to ponder what she meant by "where she was."

His voice was a little faint in the snow, but Hermione could hear it. She tightened her grip on the boy's hand, as if she wanted to pass on more warmth to him.

The little wizard took a deep breath and continued, "Yes, where it is - balance. ”

"Balance is the lifeblood of world peacekeeping, and without balance, people will kill each other, nations, races, wizards, everyone."

"Now Muggles are starting to master that balance. That's not a bad thing in my opinion. ”

"How?" Owen let go of her hand, and then directly wrapped his arms around the girl's waist, and the two walked forward step by step. The cold in the wind and snow seemed to be dispelled a lot by their body heat.

"We've talked about it before, haven't we?" Hermione rested her head on the boy's arms.

"The wizard population is too small for the whole world."

"And now, Muggles are beginning to realize the existence of the wizarding world and are beginning to try to understand and accept it. This can bring some confusion and unrest, but it also brings the two worlds closer together. ”

"That being said." Owen's expression changed slightly, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, "I can't believe that you've seen so far away, dear Miss Granger." ”

"But the integration of the two races is bound to be difficult, not to mention the resistance on the Muggle side, on the pure-blood wizard side alone, the foreseeable resistance cannot be small."

"Always do it"

"Maybe decades, hundreds of years." The girl's big bright eyes shimmered with light that surpassed the stars.

Owen was a little stunned for a moment.

After a while, he came back to his senses.

"I can't stand that the world hasn't changed a little after I'm gone.

The sun was rising, and wizards, Muggles, and nations were still in disarray.

Since I've been here, I should carve my name on it.

Isn't it? ”

Owen nodded deeply, his eyes stroking Hermione's silky hair with determination and appreciation.

In the moment when she was not paying attention, she suddenly pulled down the scarf, hers and her own.

Then he kissed it.

Hermione was taken aback by the sudden move, and her eyes widened as she watched Owen's face zoom in front of her eyes. However, when she felt the warmth coming from Owen's lips, her heart beat suddenly faster, and her cheeks began to heat up slightly.

Owen hugged her tightly, his kiss affectionate and passionate, as if to melt her into his arms. Hermione went from a momentary blank in mind to a composure.

Then he began to respond superficially.

It took a long moment for Owen to let go of her, "That's—I'll engrave mine first." ”

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27 October 1996.

A new day begins as soon as the sun rises.

The sun shines through the windows of the apartment on the beds.

The light wasn't intense, so it didn't wake up Jill in the first place.

Her brows were brought together.

It's like a nightmare.

After that night-frightening night in August, she had the same dream for several nights in a row.

In the dream, his friends, even Chris, were dead except himself.

Or be eaten by those hideous monsters, or be killed by meteorites.

Flames – Blue flames will eventually consume her as well.

After that, she will wake up.

"Whew-don't!"

On the bed, Jill's eyes suddenly opened, her lips trembling, and the words she had just shouted echoed in the room where silence had returned. The sound was not a scream, just a few faint screams.

She remained motionless, took a few deep breaths, slowly released the loaded Beretta under her pillow, and reached for the pistol with her right hand as if reflexively.

That's not a bad problem.

Wipe the fine sweat from your forehead and stare at Beretta in her hand. Recall that memory.

"Actually, this thing is useless." Jill muttered to herself that she seemed to have become very easy to talk to herself during this time, and sometimes even felt that it was the only way to stay sane.

The words that seemed to be ridiculous were actually more of a helpless move.

After all, it's better than a wizard who can summon meteorites at will.

The power of this pistol is simply ridiculous.

In the past two months, she has become more and more fond of weapons that can be used to create firepower. However, the current special period does not support her operation in the city with large firepower weapons.

Get up slowly.

Bright light shone through the blinds into the dimly lit cabin, the electronic clock on the bedside table was still flickering, and although she was grateful that the batteries hadn't run out, she also noticed that time was flowing much faster than she had imagined—it was almost nine o'clock in the morning.

"Damn it!" She scolded.

Immediately rushed into the bathroom and began to wash.

Freshen up and change clothes, and finally went out at nine o'clock.

Of course, she must have been late for the morning meeting.

Jill's footsteps were fast, and he hurried to the stop. Rush to the parking lot, find your car, open the door and sit down.

It was a black sixth-generation Rolls-Royce Phantom.

Theoretically, it doesn't belong to her now, it's a public car.

After the Battle of Berlin, she originally wanted to retire and leave Europe to return to the United States.

Maybe in the future, she will choose to be a police officer in Phoenix.

But before that, she chooses to go to Hawaii to relax for a while.

But not two days after her application for discharge from the military was submitted.

A mysterious man approached her.

The other party did not promise anything. Just one sentence made her decide to join the other party.

- Don't you, don't you want to avenge the hundreds of thousands of Berliners who died?

Yes - this reason she could not refuse.

The vehicle exits the underground car park.

Rolling down the window, the warm air filled the smell of freshly cut grass, blowing her wet hair and caressing her face

On the streets, there are crowds everywhere.

Everyone's faces were heavy.

Gathered in twos and threes.

Jill stopped at a traffic light intersection.

I looked up at the surveillance cameras on the street.

She remembered that yesterday there were only three cameras here, and today it has become five.

And - a device she wasn't very familiar with was on one side of those cameras.

"Three o'clock in the afternoon - why is the time passing so slowly, I can't wait!"

"Westminster seems to be forbidden. Only journalists and some delegates from various countries were allowed to enter. ”

"I guess I'm worried about unrest."

"Unrest? Could it be that the demons are going to attack the Special Court? ”

"Who knows? They are demons, how can we guess what they think? ”

A group of people at the intersection chattered and argued.

What they discussed, Jill was well aware.

Today – three o'clock in the afternoon. The Special Court of Westminster will sentence a wizard who has been captured in the battlefields of Europe.

This is the first time in history that a real wizard has been caught and judged by them.

This caused a stir.

It is said that almost all countries throughout Europe sent representatives to London to observe the trial.

France even sent a second head of government like the prime minister.

The German Chancellor was also present in person.

In short, today will be a milestone in history.

Some people's names are destined to go down in history.

The red light jumped to the green light.

Jill stepped on the gas pedal hard, and the car kept accelerating, and soon drove into the city of Westminster.

On the east side of the bridge, her car was stopped.

It was only after she showed her ID and today's secrecy that she was safely released.

10:30 a.m.

City of Westminster, on a street by the River Thames.

At any given time, the river, which nurtured the splendid civilization of England, is bustling with merchant ships.

It's just that today it's surprisingly calm, with only a few 'cruise ships' floating slowly on the river.

In the upper reaches of the River Thames, there are many places of interest.

For example, the famous Eton School, the University of Oxford, Windsor Castle, etc.

Jill's destination is in the Victorian Quarter building on the banks of the River Thames.

She parked the car and drove straight into the building.

After layers of review, I finally came to the third floor.

The departmental office where she is located.

The office door was open, and the men's voices were heard in the hallway.

For a moment, Jill felt a little hesitant, and she could hear her boss's voice in it.

Mr. James Bond, who always says, "The world is more than this", is a man who looks meticulous, but always has a smile on his face, and looks very ordinary, unless he takes the initiative to expose his unusual temperament, he will be thrown in the crowd, and no one will notice him.

When Jill heard his voice, she couldn't help but shake her head, she knew very little about this gentleman.

I only know that the elite agents of the British MI6 before the other party are the top group of soldiers. I have only recently been transferred to their department.

The high authority is terrifying, and it is rumored in the department that only the Queen and the Prime Minister and his immediate superiors know the specific identity information about this gentleman.

As for this gentleman, he has all those proud 'achievements'. No one knew, at least no one in the ministry.

"Mission: Unknown. Enemy: Unknown. Target: Unknown. The man said calmly, his eyes grazing over Jill as he walked into the office.

Didn't say anything.

"I'm not going to tell you anything about the mission, because I don't know."

The man did not express anger at Jill's tardiness because he knew that Jill would inevitably cause psychological trauma after experiencing the Battle of Berlin. This objectively exists in almost all combatants.

This kind of psychological trauma will breed the most primitive idea of revenge in the hearts of people, so that these people will never betray or have any possibility of hesitation in the mission.

It's a double-edged sword.

"But each of you received such an envelope." The man held up the envelope on the table, his expression as calm as water. After the meeting, everyone randomly drew their envelopes. Open at 2 p.m. and arrive at the appropriate location according to the mission instructions in the letter. ”

"The rest of the time is normal for their respective daily tasks."

"Now, then—gentlemen, ladies—go about your business." The man straightened up and looked at the crowd, "History will remember today—it's just an ordinary day, an ordinary day." ”

With that, he stepped out of the office.

The rest of the people, as if they had just woken up from a dream, each had a serious expression on their faces.

Everyone slowly got up, pulled out their envelopes, and quickly left the place.

It is as efficient as a machine, without a trace of other superfluous movements or words.

Jill silently came in behind everyone.

After the last person in the office had left, she picked up the last letter on the desk.

The envelope was heavy, and it seemed to have something like a button inside.

It's not just a letter.

Jill didn't complain about it, and she turned straight away.

Then return to the parking lot.

As her superiors say, she also has her own daily tasks.

In the distance, she saw a young woman in the parking lot, standing next to an ordinary silver Chevrolet, looking at herself.

It was then that Jill remembered that in the 'Daily Mission', the man seemed to be her partner.

"Hello." Jill stepped forward and greeted the woman.

"Hello." The woman replied simply.

"Sienna." Jill said his code name.

"Alice."

"Alice?" This code name is also too arbitrary.

In the English-speaking world, the name is almost identical to Zhang Wei.

Jill looked at the woman in front of her with burning eyes.

Judging from her appearance, Alice has short black and bright hair, capable and neat, with a strong figure and well-defined muscles, and she knows at a glance that she has strong physical fitness and combat effectiveness.

Wearing a women's suit that can be found everywhere on the street.

Add a touch of heroism.

The two of them got into the Chevrolet.

After all, when she went out on a mission, it was impossible for Jill to drive her boss's Rolls-Royce to swagger through the market.

There was one more person in the car.

It's also a woman, and I don't know if it's deliberately arranged by my boss.

Jill sat in the passenger seat.

Alice started the engine, and soon the car drove out of the Victoria Building and headed for Westminster Abbey.

Where is the destination of their mission.

"I heard you're coming back from Berlin too." The woman in the back seat was the first to break the silence, her voice calm and firm.

"Well, I've been through quite a bit in the Battle of Berlin." Jill nodded, recalling those difficult days, and couldn't help but feel a mixed emotion welling up in her heart.

"Me too." The woman said lightly, "Valerie, it's okay to call me V." ”

"Sienna." Jill said, "I love the name Valerie, and V——and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice."

"Maybe." V fell silent again, and she turned her head to look out the window.

It's not a sunny day.

It's a cloudy day.

There was still a bit of sunshine in the morning, but now, dark clouds were drifting in from the Scottish Highlands, enveloping the city little by little.

The clouds seem to be about to fall and depress. I don't know where to start growing in the car.

Eleven a.m.

On the other side, on a high-rise building in London, Auror Lee Jordan, who has been practicing for two and a half years, is excitedly staring at the metropolis where he gets out of the car.

"Oh, Merlin! I've never seen London at such a height. ”

After admiring the scenery for a while, he raided as if remembering something and said, "Tonks." Do Auror interns get paid? ”

"Yes, you've asked it several times!" Tonks looked troubled, and she rubbed her forehead vigorously, very dissatisfied with the newcomer recommended by Lupin.

She admits that the young man who has just graduated from Hogwarts has a very high level when it comes to spells, otherwise he would not have gotten a letter of recommendation from Lupin (who was Professor of Defence Against the Dark Arts in the second semester of last year).

But his personality is too out-of-the-box to be an Auror at all.

It's also that the Ministry of Magic is short of manpower, otherwise she wouldn't agree to let the other party join the Auror team.

"No, I'm asking, the ministry urgently dispatched me to patrol this hellish place, is there a bonus?" Lee Jordan asked again.

Strictly speaking, he is not an Auror, the training course of the Auror has been for three years, and he just graduated this year, no matter how good he is, he needs to settle for a year or two.

This time, the Ministry of Magic really couldn't spare manpower, so I sent him as a trainee.

"Nope! Lee Jordan, be attentive when you work. Tonks roared, trying to use her Auror predecessor's momentum to stop the escaped little guy.

But Li Jordan didn't eat her at all, he still chattered endlessly: "Oh my God! This is oppression, it is exploitation, and I suggest that we strike and protest immediately!

I can't imagine that the Ministry of Magic would be so picky, if Owen was here, he would definitely return to the Ministry and kick Mr. Minister's ass hard.

Oh - look at my robe, it's been two years, I wore it when I graduated, and it's still this one, the hood is torn and I use my old school uniform to mend it" Listening to the noise in her ears, Tonks's expression had completely collapsed, and finally she couldn't bear it anymore and roared, "Shut up! ”

"No one wants to know the story of you mending your hat with your pants, and if you dare to say another word, I'll pull your tongue out and tie your mouth!" Sure enough, this explosion was still very effective, and Li Jordan was taken aback and quickly shut his mouth.

It was only a moment before his Quidditch narrator's classic ball-cannon words burst out of his eyes, "Huh? Is there still a spell to pull out people's tongues? Is it Transfiguration? Ma'am, maybe we can talk, I'm learning spells soon."

“.”

Tonks suddenly hugged his head, his face was painful and hideous, and the fire was constantly churning up in his heart.

Just when she couldn't help but kick the eye-catching guy in front of her off the tall building.

Suddenly, there was a 'poof' sound next to him.

It was none other than Kingsley.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that Tonks had an abnormal expression, Kingsley immediately asked.

"Nothing." Gritting his teeth, Tonks took several deep breaths, finally dissipating some of the resentment in his heart, "I finally understand why Moody keeps saying I'm annoyed. ”

“.”

"Alright, I don't have time to joke with you here."

Kingsley said in a deep voice.

"Now, you go to Downing Street at once. Responsible for the protection of the Prime Minister. ”

(End of chapter)