Grandpa? Maybe. Listening to the culture of the little student, Wren replied vaguely.

Antonio listened to this perfunctory reply, and his face was a little disappointed, and after saying "oh", he continued to follow silently.

Wren couldn't help but glance at the little boy, feeling a little helpless.

To be honest, Wren didn't want to say more, but the current situation was that he didn't know what to say, because he really didn't know who the academy lecturers were, and the specification manual seemed to ignore this, and did not properly list the academy lecturer staff information sheet for his reference.

In fact, since entering Hobde's School of Magic and Wizardry, Wren had seen only a handful of living creatures, a quartz clock with a simple sense of self, a liger with two stone statues guarding the gates of the outer fortress, and the gray-robed sage who had awakened their spirits in the first place, all of whom he knew were living in the academy.

Of course, there must be more than a few creatures in the academy.

Wren had heard of many other magical creatures from his colleagues who went to the outskirts of the castle every day to tend to the botanical gardens, such as the fish-men who lived in the lakes, the tall treemen in the woods, or the elves who lived in the flowers.

The fish-people are not very good-natured, but the treants and elves are very good to deal with - especially the elves, who are not only pure in nature, but also very happy to make friends, and it is said that there is an intern employee of the Magic Academy who is responsible for taking care of the flower beds, and it is because of the occasional help to collect the flower dew that these elves have won the favor of these elves and have been blessed with a magic called elven blessing.

Wren didn't know exactly what the effect of this magic was, but he vaguely got a few vague concepts from the blessed intern's mouth, such as greater strength and more active thinking.

With this in mind, Wren glanced at the little boy behind him again, organized the language, and then suddenly bowed his head and introduced Antonio to the natives of the magic academy.

As expected, after Antonio listened, his originally disappointed little face immediately regained his light, and his two eyes looked at Wren in surprise, and he said that he wanted to know more.

However, Wren had already pulled out all the dry goods in his stomach.

"You'll be exposed to these things in the future," he said with a smile and a sigh of emotion, "and you'll definitely be better exposed to them in the future than I am." "Because you students are born with a higher starting point than most.

Antonio was a little ignorant, and he didn't quite understand the hidden meaning of Wren's words.

"Don't talk about that," Wren shook his head and smiled helplessly when he saw this, but changed the subject and said, "Then again, Anton, are you sure you won't spend the night with your parents?"

Antonio came to the fog capital this time, not only Wren was by his side, his parents also asked for leave from their respective companies, and always accompanied him, until Wren and Antonio were about to enter the magic academy, the parents were finally willing to give enough trust to let Wren and Antonio go on their last journey alone - of course, this trust was not unfounded, and Wren deliberately performed all kinds of magic many times on the way, which played a very important and positive role.

For this result, Wren is naturally happy to see it, but he is worried that Antonio is young and inseparable from his parents, and there is still a period of time before the start of school, so he took the initiative to make this suggestion, after all, they have not gone far, and now if they look back, they can even see the couple who are watching the back of the two from a distance hundreds of meters behind them.

Antonio looked struggling: "Count...... Forget it, I'm afraid that if I stay for a long time, the more I won't want to leave. ”

Wren glanced at the little boy with some surprise, and then snorted, revealing an appreciative look: "Yes, it's a little man!"

Just as the two were talking to each other in a good atmosphere, there was a sudden movement in front of them, and I saw buses full of passengers driving into the town from a distance one after another.

What's going on?

Wren frowned, looking at the direction in which the bus came, it seemed to be the area of the fog.

Wren is not alone in this question.

This town is not the closest area to the fog capital, but it is also in a second-tier position, so it has also gathered a lot of people from all over the world to come from all over the world for the fog capital, including people who watch the extraordinary, self-media such as Facebook Push Bird, and front-line reporters from well-known media such as Reuters and the Times.

At this moment, when these people saw the arrival of the bus, they immediately surrounded it, and Ren didn't have to say anything, he knew what was going on from their conversations with the bus passengers.

Large-scale martial law alert!

Residents of several towns closest to Wudu have received orders from the cabinet to move immediately, saying that the Wudu area may change, and in order to avoid large-scale casualties, the designated area must be cleared.

And the passengers of the dozens of buses in front of them are the first to be transferred.

"There is a change in the Fog City area?" Wren heard the news, and instead of being as panicked as ordinary people, some doubts rose.

It stands to reason that the current entrance to Hobde's School of Magic and Wizardry is built on the site of the original Buckingham Palace, which seems to be one of the important areas of the Fog Capital.

Considering that all the ushers would take their students to the entrance to Buckingham Palace and return to the academy, Hobde's Academy of Witchcraft and Wizardry was bound to clear the surrounding threats - in fact, when he first came out, Wren found that the area was very calm, and there was no danger on the entire road leading to the outside of the Foggy City.

Why is it suddenly in danger now?

......

......

Windsor Castle.

"It's all arranged?" the solemn old man asked the middle-aged secretary casually while handling the materials in his hand.

"It's all arranged, and it has been ordered to let the people from the state security department evacuate the masses, and deliberately left a few tabloid reporters and self-media bloggers who are not afraid of death, and the current popularity is very high. The middle-aged secretary nodded, but the expression on his face was a little suspicious.

"Your Excellency, I don't really understand," he hesitated for a while, and finally expressed the doubts in his heart, "The fog is very stable inside, whether it is the national security department or the special affairs department, they all think that there will be no major changes in the short term, why did you suddenly take such a measure? After all, this has hardly done any good except to arouse a lot of public attention and a surge of panic. ”

What is needed is the attention of the public.

But the solemn old man didn't say such a thing, but stopped what he was doing, and looked at the middle-aged secretary with a calm look: "What you want to know, you will know soon, you go out first now, and wait for my order." ”

The middle-aged secretary opened his mouth, finally lowered his head and walked out of the office.

Silence returned to the room.

After a long time, the solemn old man got up from his seat, came to the window, looked into the distance and whispered, "I have set up the stage, and you should be ready to play." ”

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