In the palatial hall, Morgan and Rockefeller sat down, and the butler had opened a rustic-looking, even somewhat old-fashioned, cigar box.

The humidor was only silver, with some aged grime on the surface, which seemed to be extremely inappropriate for Morgan's status.

Only the old butler understood the significance of this humidor, which had been passed down from the Morgan family for three generations.

It was the first expensive craft that the elder Morgan bought.

The butler swirled the cigar lightly, using a professional cigar cutter to precisely cut the cap to reveal the firm tobacco inside, and he handed the cigar to Morgan and Rockefeller.

Umbridge also took it with a calm demeanor, she had been on the Muggle side for most of the year, and she had learned everything that should and should not be learned.

Morgan then lit one end of the cigar with a match and took a deep breath, allowing the smoke to roll in his mouth and slowly exhale.

The smoke swirls through the air with a unique fragrance that is both rich and slightly sweet.

"You want to see me? Duke tried to persuade me to meet you, saying that you were amazing. ”

Rockefeller didn't speak, just quietly smoked his cigar, and he did the same, and someone strongly recommended it to him.

The seemingly cloudy eyes were shone and restrained, looking at the strange woman in front of him.

Of course, their power is not a show, but this woman named Umbridge seems to have appeared out of thin air.

The records were only more than half a year ago, and before that there was a blank slate, the unbelieving Morgan and Rockefeller even used the US intelligence system, which is the department with the most powerful intelligence gathering capability in the entire world.

There is still nothing in front of this woman, she is blank.

This bizarre situation is also one of the reasons why the two decided to come and meet her.

Umbridge looked equally relaxed, it was a confident attitude, and even after seeing the wisdom of Muggles, she still had absolute confidence in wizards.

Even her sense of superiority was even stronger, in her opinion, Muggles had no magic and could only rely on their own minds, but wizards could learn Muggle things as well.

What about Muggles? They are destined to be insulated from magic

"That's right, I'd love to meet you, the most powerful people in the kingdom, and only such people are barely worthy of working with us."

Umbridge leaned back on the couch, his fat hand pinching his cigar, and said something offensive to him.

As soon as these words came out, the butler's chest immediately rose and fell violently, and he even wanted to angrily reprimand the other party's arrogance and rudeness.

This is Rockefeller and Morgan!

I don't know how many people want to meet them, even if it is the great commander of the United States, he has to take the initiative to stand up to show respect when he sees these two.

To his surprise, neither Rockefeller nor Morgan seemed to care about Umbridge's attitude, on the contrary, they looked at him with interest.

Morgan spread his hands, his old cheeks looming behind the faint smoke of his cigar:

"The Morgan family has always had a partnership system, and although this system has been replaced by the board system, the Morgan family has never refused to cooperate."

His body leaned forward slightly, and finally there was a kind of momentum to show his eyes:

"Provided that———— what can you bring to the Morgan family?"

Rockefeller waved his hand and said with a nonchalant smile:

"Tell me first, what do you want? What are you looking for us to do? ”

Over the course of a few decades, both Rockefeller and Morgan had met all sorts of people, some of whom had fallen under the terrible wealth of the two families, and some of whom were arrogant and actually wanted to get their attention.

Some people make nonsense, and some people grovel.

Umbridge is just one of them, and no matter what kind of posture they show, there is no need to be angry or concerned for the two of them.

What if it's rude if it brings enough benefits? If there is no benefit, what if you are respectful?

Let time pass, only money is eternal.

"My needs are simple—" With that, Umbridge's gaze turned to the man behind Rockefeller and Morgan.

These people are the retinue and bodyguards who are deeply trusted by the two.

"They'll keep it a secret, and I don't think you're talking about-"

Umbridge frowned and simply took out his wand, and Morgan, who was talking, suddenly felt quiet around him.

He immediately stopped talking and looked at Umbridge across from him in disbelief.

Turning around, his attendant was looking at him, their mouths open and closed, but no sound came out.

"What happened?"

The voice of an old friend Rockefeller came.

Can I still hear sounds? So what's going on? Morgan reacted suddenly, his expression was serious, and he tried to ask:

"Superpowers?"

Legends about superpowers have been circulating throughout history.

Morgan even knew that there had been experiments on superpowers inside the mold, and they wanted to organize a troop organized by superpowers.

But the result is not satisfactory, maybe there are indeed some abilities that are different from ordinary people, but they are useless.

Umbridge lifted the spell, and looking at the two of them, he only felt unusually comfortable.

Yes. It's this look, this expression.

That would make her feel happy from the heart, and only in this moment would Umbridge feel it. I am God!

The smile on her face became sweeter and sweeter:

"Can we talk about it separately now? As much as I hate to say that, not everyone is qualified to listen to me. ”

Morgan thought for a moment, he saw the eyes passed by his old friend, and finally nodded and waved back.

It wasn't until the men retreated to the door that Morgan said in a deep voice:

"Can you say it now?"

Umbridge leaned forward a little and whispered something.

Rockefeller and Morgan's eyes widened wider and wider, the expressions on their faces gradually became dull, and finally they called out directly:

"Are you crazy? No way! When pigs fly! ”

"Impossible?" Umbridge's smile grew thicker, her voice soft, and her fat face looked like a big pink toad.

"You don't want to hear what I can do for you?"

"What can you bring us? Even if you can bring me tens of billions of dollars, your crazy idea will not come true! ”

Morgan was finally enraged by her attitude, and he slammed the cigar in his hand to the ground.

"Ha, a self-righteous madman, what a waste of time."

"What if it's eternal life?" Umbridge's voice was disgustingly sweet, low, low, but thunderous in the ears of Morgan and Rockefeller.

Even with the concentration of the two of them, they were still stunned for a moment, but then what welled up in their hearts was huge absurdity and ridiculousness.

"Eternal life? Who are you when you are? God? Should we pray to you? ”

Rockefeller shook his head, ready to stand up, as for this madman, there may be a little research value, but it is not worth wasting his time at all.

I thought there would be some surprises.

"I was negligent, maybe I should have told you who I was earlier."

Umbridge didn't seem to see the movements of the two old men opposite, but raised the sherry wine to herself and took a sip:

"In a sense, you're right, Mr. Rockefeller, that to Muggles, that is, to mortals, I am God."

She lowered her glass and slowly drew her wand, its short wand spinning nimbly between her carrot-like fingers:

"I'm a wizard."

"I'm sorry, what are you?"

Morgan frowned, looking like he didn't hear clearly.

"Wizards, noble by nature, incredible power flows in our blood, we are destined to be superior, we use magic."

Umbridge's voice unconsciously raised:

"Do I need to prove it to you?"

Rockefeller stopped, he and Morgan looked at each other, and the two old foxes instantly understood what each other meant.

They sat back down and made a gesture of self-sufficiency.

Umbridge swung his wand violently, and Rockefeller and Morgan watched in shock as the contents of the room seemed to lose their weight and floated lightly.

Then the two of them were shocked to find that the cigar in their hand was actually jumping away from their fingers.

With a strong glow, the two cigars turned into two cats, running and playing happily.

Magic? Hallucination? Magic?

Rockefeller pinched his thigh hard, and the pain was so real.

He couldn't help but bark in a low voice, and Morgan beside him was already looking confused and wanted to touch the two cats in front of him.

But Morgan's movements seemed to have frightened one of them, its ears folded back, and he breathed, but Morgan was unmoved, still slowly reaching out his hand.

The cat quickly gave him a paw, and a trail of blood appeared on Morgan's somewhat old hand.

Even when they were shocked by the scene around them, the dutiful bodyguards still focused a large part of their attention on Morgan.

Seeing that he was being attacked, those bodyguards immediately reached out and touched their waists, and rushed over with nervous expressions.

"Mr. Morgan!"

"Your Excellency, are you alright?"

"What about the doctor? Call the doctor! ”

Morgan suddenly shouted sharply:

"What's noisy, quiet!"

The bodyguards opened their mouths and froze in place.

Morgan trembled and put his injured hand in front of him, squinted his eyes and looked at it carefully for a long time, and muttered:

"Really, this wound is real, and the cat is also really, how can it be."

Umbridge giggled, and with a sudden wave of her wand, a blue light flashed.

The huge crystal chandelier made a series of explosions, and the delicate crystals on it fell like raindrops, falling to the ground, and the broken crystal blocks splashed in all directions, until the crystal lamp also shook and fell.

"Boom"

There was a loud noise, and everyone looked at this scene with their mouths growing, it was a crystal lamp worth more than 30 million, it was so huge, but now the wreckage was lying on the floor of the hall.

The cracks in the ground and the fragments of fine crystal all spoke of the intensity of the impact.

But both Morgan and Rockefeller looked as usual, as if only a three-piece light bulb had been dropped.

More than that, they want to know what Umbridge will do next.

"The magic of wizards—that wonderful power, that incredible power."

Umbridge waved his wand, and something magical happened, everything seemed to be reversed, and scattered crystals whizzed back and forth, even the tiny fragments seemed to be summoned.

In what seemed like a blink of an eye, the giant crystal lamp was restored to its original state, but the rift in the ground Umbridge was deliberately kept.

The dilapidated and the intact are in stark contrast.

All of this is to show the two that this is not an absurd dream, but a reality!

"So now you want to hear from me about the ————"

"Wait!"

Morgan stretched out his hand, which was still bloody, and Rockefeller had never seen his old friend with such a hideous expression on his face, and his eyes seemed to be red, with a chilling emotion.

Snorting and panting, the wings of his nose kept fanning in excitement and excitement.

In fact, he had the same expression.

Morgan turned his head and looked at his bodyguards and entourage:

"Get out! Everybody out! ”

The bodyguards and attendants poured out like a tidal wave, their faces expressionless, no one knowing what was going on in their hearts.

Rockefeller raised his chin and nodded, and Morgan understood what he meant, and nodded as well.

It's just a simple action, but it means that everyone is going to be killed just now.

"Alright, Ms. Umbridge, you can speak now."

Morgan and Rockefeller took a deep breath, this is eternal life! If you can live forever, if you are your ancestors, Morgan Sr. can live forever.

Then the Morgan family will become a giant that will envelop the world!

Umbridge restored everything to its original state, and even thoughtfully threw a little white fresh essence for Morgan to apply to the wound.

Seeing the miraculous effect of the white fresh essence, Morgan was a little reluctant to return the white fresh flavor that had not been used up.

"Immortality is not impossible for wizards, such as the Philosopher's Stone"

Umbridge crossed her legs.

"I would venture to ask, is the Philosopher's Stone real, or is it just a legend of your wizards?"

"Legends? I never use legends. Umbridge snorted disdainfully: "The Philosopher's Stone has the magical function of turning stones into gold, and it can also create elixirs of immortality.

Nicolame has lived for more than six hundred years, relying on the Philosopher's Stone. ”

Morgan and Rockefeller's hearts quietly became a little more hot.

"So, can you fulfill the request I made earlier?"

Umbridge was in no hurry, she knew the appeal of eternal life to Muggles, and whether she would keep her promise. Do Muggles count as people?

The two old men fell silent for a long time.

After a long time, Morgan said in a low voice:

"This matter is too big for me and Rockefeller to suppress, it requires a lot of people to work together, some people can give money, but some people don't have enough money

Only if the same conditions are given.

Like DuPont, and others."

Umbridge raised his glass and gestured:

"Then gather them, and I'll wait for your news."

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