"The brunette kid. What's your name?"

"Harry Potter, sir. It took Harry Potter a few seconds to realize that the werewolf-hooded kidnapper was questioning him, and immediately stammered the question.

"And what about you? Faveniel spoke again.

"Draco Malfoy. Mr. Harry's rival also tried to make himself look composed, and in any case better than Harry's.

"All right, two little gentlemen. I regret that - Harry Potter .......... you for taking you hostage, you are the Harry Potter who is said to have saved the wizarding world?Harry Potter who defeated Voldemort?" Faveniel asked, still leaning back on his back seat and stilting his legs, as he opened a Xiaoice box in the enlarged back seat, carried a bottle of rum himself, and then pushed the Xiaoice box to the two teenagers, motioning for their own drinks—all of which were spirits.........

"Yes, he's the Harry Potter. Malfoy took every opportunity to taunt Harry Potter, and he sang it in a twisted tone.

"I didn't defeat Voldemort, it was my mother's spell that made him suffer the consequences. Harry struggled to discern - he was tired enough of his name as a savior.

"You're a little complacent, little Potter. You may find the name Savior a bit annoying, but you enjoy it, don't you?" said Faviniel, looking into Potter's eyes, and the two teenagers immediately forgot about their kidnapping and began to argue about the name of the Savior.

"Really, worthy of a bear child. So quickly forgot that he was still a hostage......" Faveniel chuckled to himself—presumably it had something to do with the alcoholic drinks he gave the two little ones...... Potter was a natural troublemaker, and he picked up a bottle of whiskey and poured himself a glass almost without thinking. As for Draco, he gracefully poured himself a glass of vodka - very excited.........

"Voldemort, you call him the Dark Lord, right? I remember the Dark Lord had two before and after?" Fafnier looked at Draco, apparently a little better at history and wizarding than Potter.

"That's right, sir. The last Dark Lord was Greenwald. He was arrested by the greatest wizard of all, Dumbledore. ”

"Oh, Dark Lord Greenwald......... How many people did he kill? ten, a hundred, a thousand, or six and a half million?" Fafnier let out a mocking laugh—under the werewolf's mask.

"Mr. Harry Potter, you went to elementary school. Please tell me what is called in the elementary school history textbook from 1939 to 1945?"

"The Second World War. Mr. Harry Potter replied.

"Well, the same Germans, Mr. Hitler ordered the massacre of six million Jews, as well as millions of other peoples. Mr. Himmler carried out the order. Mr. Heydrich is in charge. Many other gentlemen did these things with their own hands....... among them Mr. Greenwald, or did Mr. Greenwald kill a fraction of the creatures they killed? They were contemporaries...... Voldemort, how many people did this clown kill?could he have killed more than Mr. Greenwald?how much fear did he cause?you said he had created the Death Eaters?could it be more terrifying than the National Suppression Committee?" Favenier let out a long question, and then took a long sip of rum.

"It's just two serial killers, a clown and a scumbag. "So Mr. Potter, you don't have to bear the name of savior, relax, you're just destroying a murderer." ”

Malfoy was already stunned, he looked at Harry Potter and asked silently, "Is it true that any Muggle has killed so many of his kind?" Harry Potter gave him a look of certainty.

"This topic is so boring. Come, kids, drink. ”

Harry Potter took another big sip of whiskey - he, like his father, was actually a guy who took pleasure in breaking the rules, and he was also a typical British man - and it was their natural instinct to drink heavily.

Harry Potter and Malfoy were full of wine and emboldened. They looked enviously at Uncle Kalashnikov in Fafnier's hands, Potter grew up in an ordinary school, and naturally knew the power of modern weapons, but because of his study in the wizarding school for a year, he had forgotten about it, and now he saw the power of the assault rifle on the spot, and found that it was not at all the same as in the TV movies he had secretly watched before, it was far more effective than ordinary magic - no need to chant spells, no magic power, pull the trigger to fire continuously, and the speed is faster than the flight speed of the spell. Malfoy also just saw that the goblins whose magic power was still above most wizards had just been beaten into pools of dead flesh by this Muggle weapon, and those defensive and offensive spells were too late to be issued, as a nobleman in the wizarding world, Malfoy immediately thought of what would happen if a group of Muggles attacked wizards with this weapon.

"In a head-to-head battle, the wizards have no chance of winning. It was as if Faveniel could read what was going on in Malfoy's head—he really could see ......

"Mr. Malfoy, you're a pure-blood nobleman of the wizarding world, aren't you? Like Voldemort, he advocated the theory of the supremacy of wizards. I don't know where your confidence comes from? If wizards were able to rule the Muggles, they could have done so early as the 11th century, how could they have fallen to the point where they are now hiding from the attention of Muggles? Wizards couldn't dodge crossbow arrows back then, and now they can't dodge bullets. And it's far inferior to Muggles in manpower, and if you want me to say, it's the same as an Indian reservation, what? You don't know what an Indian reservation is? Well, it's actually an animal reserve...... "Favinier ruthlessly destroys little Malfoy's pride, "Your father, can he withstand a Muggle rifle? unless he is given time to cast a spell............ The wizard's dynamic vision and reaction speed are not fast enough to hit bullets and cannonballs in flight, and they are not capable of attacking or protecting Muggle attacks outside of their vision. ”

At this time, Fafnier was using the large-screen LCD TV specially installed in front of the back seat to play the World War II documentary and drink, and at the same time, the two children enjoyed the battle scenes of the biggest war in modern times.

"Alright, when we get to safety, I'll let you two go. So rest your hearts, and do not fear that we will kill people unless you are unfortunate enough to see our faces......."

"Boss, there's something coming up in the back. Schuttchaughan glanced in the rearview mirror and said to Fafnir.

Land Rover left Diagon Alley at high speed after robbing the bank, knocking over a number of stalls along the way, and most likely injuring a few wizards who didn't have time to dodge - not too fast to be killed. The Land Rover then knocked the wall of the patio down for the second time, and turned onto the Muggle highway to the sound of the boss's yelling. Favenir's conversation with the two hostages took place as they fled along the Muggle Highway.