Chapter 565 What Is a Weakened Version of a Wizard?

There were Muggles spying on werewolf colonies, which was obviously a scary thing.

But the little wizards didn't really understand this kind of thing between the survival of the race. Their thinking was still at the level of Anton catching a bad guy, so under the leadership of Anna, they happily went to talk to the chief designer of the werewolf home. Teacher Mr. Fox to discuss the desired effect.

Anton and Scrimgeour sat silently on a wooden sofa frame in the warehouse, waiting for the conclusion of the review by the Aurors in the corner.

Scrimgeour's brows were furrowed, and his face was so gloomy that it was about to drip water.

"Boss!" Montgomery walked over with an extremely serious expression, "He is a mercenary, and he received the mission on the Internet. The most important information he obtained was a photo of an employee of this company who turned into a werewolf on the night of the full moon. .”

"Internet..." Scrimgeour looked up at the gray ceiling with a cigarette in his mouth, and took a deep breath of smoke, "Or is it the website 'Mysterious Power'?"

Montgomery shook his head, "It's just some ordinary Muggle websites used to post part-time tasks for mercenaries."

"Heh~" Scrimgeour narrowed his eyes, "It seems that too many people are just about to make a move."

"Boss, are we going to war?" An Auror standing beside Scrimgeour waved his wand with a look of excitement, "I want to let them know what a wizard is."

Scrimgeour didn't speak, just stared at him coldly.

Coldly, staring at him.

The Auror swallowed, "I... I... Did I say something wrong... I..."

Scrimgeour sneered, "You idiots, why don't you understand that we wizards are the vulnerable group, otherwise there would be no "International Statute of Wizarding Secrecy". If Muggles and wizards go to war, Muggles will never die The fragile world of wizards will absolutely crumble."

"We're just rats hiding in the sewer, understand?"

"I don't understand anything, just listen to some discriminating remarks against Muggles to find a sense of superiority. I really believe it."

He stood up and greeted Anton, "Let's go and have a look."

As he said that, he looked back at Montgomery, "Keep digging, I don't care if you use memory pumping, Veritaserum, or even the Imperius Curse, dig out all the information in his head!"

Montgomery swallowed, "Imperius Curse?"

This is the Unforgivable Curse!

"Yes, the Imperius Curse!" Scrimgeour spit the cigarette butt on the ground, raised his leather shoes and crushed it fiercely, "Back then, the Death Eaters caused death at will, and our Auror office was allowed to use the Unforgivable Curse. Now, you Think this guy does less damage to the wizarding world than Death Eaters?"

"I will issue you a special mission execution document."

He walked up to the mercenary and looked down at him coldly.

Anton watched this scene in silence. The middle-aged man was tied to a chair, and he didn't know what kind of interrogation he had endured. Vicious eyeballs.

Scrimgeour slowly took out the silver metal cigarette case from his pocket, took out a cigarette from it, and waved his arm at the middle-aged man.

"Untie him."

An Auror raised his wand and waved it. The rope on the middle-aged Muggle flickered and fell to the ground.

The middle-aged man rubbed his wrists, suddenly raised his head and sneered at Scrimgeour and Anton, bang~

There was a bang.

He suddenly disappeared.

"He's a wizard!" An Auror exclaimed in disbelief, and quickly waved the wand in his hand again, "Prison and move!"

Boom~

The middle-aged man reappeared in front of everyone, looked at everything in front of him in astonishment, and fell to the ground with a thump.

"Oh~"

Scrimgeour sneered, and looked down at him, "How can such a stupid person choose to use 'apparition' in battle? You didn't learn it when you were studying. There is a public release of this magic trick. Was it cursed?"

"If it weren't for keeping you, I could just take the opportunity to let you assign tens of thousands of destinations to you while you're on the move. By then, every part of your body will appear in every corner of the UK."

"I think he really doesn't understand." Anton squatted down in front of the middle-aged man with great interest, staring at him as if he were looking at a rare animal. This expression made the middle-aged man hit him hard. trembling.

It was as if... as if he was not a human being in the eyes of this child.

"It's a Muggle Squib!"

"Ha ha……"

Anton happily rolled the eyelids of the middle-aged man to observe, and the vision of the magic eyes followed his 'window of the soul' and instantly invaded the depths of his soul.

"It seems that the book I wrote is still useful. It's great. I finally encountered the second successful case of Muggle squib."

Scrimgeour listened to what Anton said in silence, and pursed his lips, "At that time, Minister Fudge summoned all the experts and masters in the wizarding world to listen to your speech, and then related to the recent high prices of various potion materials. Some experimental results are also normal."

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

Anton shook his head sighing, and let go of the middle-aged man with some loss of interest, "There is also a real difference between those who have the blood of a wizard, who become wizards with magic riots, and those who do not have magic riots and become squibs."

"He looks much weaker. The 'Apparition' just now is just a kind of innate magic similar to magical animals, and it has been weakened to the extreme."

"It's useless..."

Anton was still listening to Professor Snape complaining about Goyle and Crabbe yesterday, but when he thought about it carefully, at least these two children had experienced magic riots and became wizards. Their talents were already higher than those who could not be awakened. A very large level.

"What do you mean?" Scrimgeour was taken aback.

Anton spread his hands, "Innate talent is insufficient, and the level is just like that. The idea of ​​'Muggle Squibs' may be a mistake, who knows."

"I should have thought of this a long time ago. If you really have talent, you should have awakened as a wizard long ago."

"Probably……"

"Muggle squibs will most likely become weakened wizards, hehe~"

Or, a weakened version of Professor Lockhart.

Knowing nothing, only the magical animal blood brought by a random mutated magical Animagus body, and it is still a weakened natural talent.

"As long as the number is large, I'm afraid this will become a new ethnic group that is different from muggles and wizards. What are they, hehe, mutants?"

"Oh, it shouldn't be counted. After all, wizards will still appear in their descendants."

Anton clapped his hands, "Okay, I'm not interested in him anymore, the rest is your business. I'm going to pick out some furniture and decorate my new home. This is the most important thing."

"By the way, we are going to buy some Muggle castles, can you help with the formalities?"

Scrimgeour frowned and thought about Anton's words just now, and just waved his hand, "Just ask Montgomery to fix it for you."

After a long time, he broke away from his thoughts, looked at the direction Anton was leaving, and the corner of his mouth twitched, "A Muggle castle?"

Do kids these days play this big?

That's right, with the increase in the number of Muggle squibs, these Muggle castles may become more valuable...

Do you want to buy one yourself?

It is said that due to conservation issues, some Muggle castles only cost a piece of bread.

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