Chapter 470 The Mysterious Man Is A Little Outdated

"Next, I will show you the highest mystery of stealth!"

Old Ronaldo straightened his suit, waved his wand and tapped his cheek, a disgusting scar stretched from his forehead to his ear.

He took out another blindfold from his pocket to cover the scarred eye.

Then, he stepped onto the cruise ship grandly.

"Hey, old Scar, long time no see." Along the way, people greeted him from time to time.

Seeing Anton's surprised face, the old Ronaldo smiled, "That is to integrate into them and become a dark wizard yourself. Don't be too nervous and relax. You are also a dark wizard at this time."

Anton nodded obediently, still cautiously looking left and right.

This was the habit of following the old wizard Fiennes back then. On such occasions, sometimes shaking hands with others would be cursed or poisoned. Every dark wizard is not worthy of trust.

Be cautious and cautious, this is the way to survive in the chaotic land taught by the old wizard.

Especially some girls who look particularly coquettish exude a seductive fragrance, and you must never be obsessed with secretly inhaling them.

There is a huge difference in ritual magic between passively inhaling the smell of certain mixed potions and actively inhaling the smell of potions.

The latter means that you have quietly entered the poisonous spider's web without knowing it.

"Boy, don't be so nervous." Old Ronaldo took two glasses of champagne from the plate in the hands of the attendant, shared a glass with Anton, and walked into the depths with a smile, talking in a low voice.

The words are full of care from veterans to rookies.

"Sometimes we need to integrate into them, so that it is easier to obtain some information, not to mention..."

He chuckled, "There are a lot of cheap and good things in the black market. Many dark wizards don't have this vision. I like black wizard gatherings, and I can always find some good things."

Looking at Anton's shocking expression, he patted Anton's shoulder triumphantly, "Son, you still have a lot to learn, don't be too rigid..."

Anton frowned, and tried to keep the wine glass away from him as much as possible. He just smelled a smell of potion on the wine glass. This stuff can stimulate people's nerves and make people easily aroused.

The old wizard said that this kind of thing is usually a drug that some people in the gathering of black wizards call everyone to do something, and they often use it.

If this happens, either don't drink a sip and stay away from them. Either drink it all up, and then secretly detoxify yourself, otherwise there is no way to participate in the most important gathering.

Yes, there must be some people who specifically check who has not drank this 'ticket'.

Just as he was talking, a dark wizard came over with a wine glass and looked at Anton in surprise, "Anthony?"

Anton blinked, "Master Andrew?"

"Hahaha, the last time we met at a party, it was still..." He was obviously a little drunk, and hiccupped, "Well... last time. By the way, how about your teacher, Fiennes, haven't met for a long time? "

Facing Ronaldo's weird expression, Anton smiled awkwardly, "He went to a very nice place, as you know, the chaotic place is too dangerous, we will yearn for some places with rich water and grass."

Master Andrew nodded thoughtfully, "That's a pity."

"???"Pity?

Knowing that the old wizard was not there, Master Andrew lost interest in an instant, shook his head and muttered something, turned and left.

Old Ronaldo looked at Anton in astonishment, "You..."

Anton's little face was very serious, "Yes, we are pretending to be dark wizards now, no, we are black wizards now!"

"Really?" Old Ronaldo nodded thoughtfully, "That looks quite similar."

"Hey~"

In this way, the two passed through the crowd, passed the stairs guarded by a big man, drank the champagne in their hands in front of him, and walked upstairs to the deck.

The upstairs is obviously more lively than the one downstairs. In a huge swimming pool, many people are frolicking in it.

Lounge chairs by the pool, in front of the band stage, on the observation deck, on the deck railing...

As the cruise ship beeped, the strong man guarding the stairs closed the big iron gate, and the ship slowly sailed out of the port.

Old Ronaldo was holding a bowl of fruit salad and standing on the railing with Anton, his face was a little dignified, "There are 168 people involved in the operation! Merlin has so many beards!"

Anton squinted his eyes and looked around. There were many familiar old faces.

"Yes, I have rarely seen a gathering of dark wizards with so many people."

"This is very abnormal!" Old Ronaldo frowned. "In the past, the dark wizards didn't have such a high cohesion. It's too scary. The Ministry of Magic didn't know anything about it!"

"The mandrake for 200 years, the production of werewolf experience candies, the large-scale gathering of dark wizards..."

Old Ronaldo pondered, "Tell me, who is behind this scene..."

Anton scooped up a piece of cake with a small spoon and put it into his mouth. His eyes lit up and he chewed quickly, "Pure blood family? Death eaters? Saints?"

Old Ronaldo leaned on the pole and looked back at these dark wizards, "No, no, no, don't limit your eyes to these forces. Ever since you put forward the idea of ​​'Muggle Squibs', some people have become eager to move."

"Like the Muggle Squibs."

Anton looked up at him in surprise, "Muggle Squib?"

Old Ronaldo shrugged, "Although I really want to say that the "Secrecy Act" is well implemented, in fact, there are too many Muggles who not only know the existence of the wizarding world, but also have subtle connections with the wizarding world. "

"Such as Muggle-born wizards, their families, this cannot be concealed."

"There will always be some ambitious Muggles who yearn for the ability to cast spells, even if it means becoming a werewolf!"

He looked at Anton solemnly, "Can you imagine a group of werewolves holding hot weapons, well-trained, and fighting in a team, how terrifying it is?"

The old Ronaldo made a 2 gesture, "20 minutes, the effect of the werewolf experience candy is 20 minutes, enough to complete a battle!"

Anton was silent, he pursed his lips, "I don't know, I've been in school all the time, I didn't know that publishing such a book would have such a great influence on the outside world."

The old Ronaldo chuckled, "After that new book conference, there have been too many changes. It is not an exaggeration to say that there is a dark tide."

He patted Anton's shoulder lightly, "It's not just the werewolf experience candy, you turned that Muggle kid into a wizard, and then a magic that swept the world from nowhere, all these have had a great impact on the world Impact."

"We are facing enormous challenges."

"Everyone knows that the world is changing."

Anton bit down a large piece of cake vigorously and remained silent.

"I even suspect..." Old Ronaldo squinted his eyes, staring at the girls in the swimming pool, "Ministries of Magic in other countries..."

"hey-hey……"

"It's not impossible. It is said that the Ministry of Magic of a country has invested in a Muggle mercenary training camp."

Anton raised his eyebrows, "You mean..."

"I don't know either." The old Ronaldo sighed. "Although it is a bit arrogant to say this, I want to say that if the mysterious man is still alive, the terror he caused may become obsolete."

"There's a lot of pressure on Fudge, there's a lot of pressure on the Auror office, there's a lot of pressure on everyone."

"Son, sometimes I think, maybe it's not a good idea for you to join the Aurors at this time."

Anton licked the cream at the corner of his mouth, his face was sunny, and he smirked as if he didn't know much about the world, "Really?"

how do i feel...

Does that sound exciting?

Anton didn't know why, but he thought of Dumbledore who was struggling to maintain peace in the wizarding world. This old man who was over a hundred years old was probably about to collapse now.

Quack quack...