Drink Black Tea Calmly at Hogwarts

When the sun rose in the east, in the student dormitory of a private boarding primary school in Oxford, a little girl who had just woken up stood beside her roommate's bed and pushed her roommate who was lying in bed.

"Stop making trouble, Emma..." the little girl under the quilt on the bed said drowsily, "let me sleep for five more minutes..."

"You'll be late if you don't get up, Margaret." Emma continued to push the lazy guy on the bed and said, "Who asked you to stay up late last night reading comics."

"Snoring..."

Emma reluctantly left her roommate from the bed, walked to her cabinet, and took out a box from the cabinet. Inside the box was a Christmas present she had received, an owl delivering various candies. Inside the box, there is also a greeting card signed with a panda head.

Last night, Emma was surprised to find that her roommate Margaret Woolley was showing her the gifts she had received. The gift she received ranged from a candy box to the types of candy and her own. The same thing, including the panda head signed on the greeting card inside.

Only then did she know that the young brother she met in the cake shop that day also knew Margaret, the old man with a white beard wearing a strange robe. Moreover, as the granddaughter of Bernard Woolley, the former secretary to the Prime Minister, Margaret knew far more than she did. Only then did she know that the old man with the white beard had left in the summer.

Emma took out a Bibi Bean from the box, then came to her roommate's bedside and suddenly stuffed it into Margaret's mouth.

Chew~chew~ "Coconut flavor, I want orange flavor." Then Loli continued to stay in bed.

Emma took out a Bibi's All-Flavour Bean and stuffed it into her mouth again.

Two seconds later, the little loli in pajamas jumped up from the bed and rushed directly into the bathroom.

Just as the two little lolita were leaving the dormitory while having fun, several strangers in black robes suddenly appeared in front of the primary school gate.

"Who are you? Where are you from? What are you doing here?" The security guard in the school gate guard room had just asked the guard three questions when a stranger in black robes raised a small wooden stick in his hand.

The next second, the security guard in the guard room squatted down at lightning speed and disappeared behind the window of the guard room.

The Death Eater who raised his wand heard a loud bang before he could react, and then he and his companions were struck by Super Magnum Kedavra, MP5 Kedavra and Broadsword in a matter of seconds. The death curse took away lives.

As one of the best preparatory primary schools in the UK, Oxford Dragon Primary School has many children of powerful people, so the security measures here have been greatly strengthened.

The scene in front of the primary school happened almost simultaneously across the UK.

Countless Death Eaters appear in places where "Muggles who have acquired magical abilities through theft or violence" are present.

Early this morning, the Dark Lord issued the latest order to the Death Eaters after his speech.

"We need to investigate Muggle-born wizards to understand how they possess magical secrets. The latest research from the Department of Mysteries shows that magic can only be inherited through wizards' procreation. It can be seen that if there is no confirmed wizard bloodline, So-called Muggle-born people may have acquired magical abilities through theft or violence. We are determined to eradicate these people who misappropriate magical abilities."

Based on the intelligence collected during the truce period of the previous month, a large number of Death Eaters were dispatched one after another and pounced on the targets that had been scouted. These targets range from minors who have already shown magical talents to decrepit old people who are over a hundred years old.

However, these Death Eaters almost simultaneously ran into the encirclements that had been waiting for them for a long time. In the encirclement, waiting for them were Aurors from Hogsmeade, wizards from the government army, and even the army and police.

It can be said that bullets and curses fly together, and blood and brains are the same color. The broadsword sings late, ringing on the Thames; the wand frightens the cold, and the sound cuts off Lomond Pond.

"It's going to snow." Kevin tapped the injured area on his leg while taking the cigarette handed to him by Simon.

"Well, yesterday's weather forecast said it will be sunny here in the near future." Simon said aside.

"Sir, lend me a fire." Brock Rumlow said to Kevin next to him while holding a cigarette.

"I'm not a clown in the circus, Brock." After Kevin finished speaking, he snapped his fingers. After a "pop" sound, a large fireball suddenly appeared from the cigarette in Brock's hand. After the fireball disappeared, , Bullock's lit cigarette was only half full.

"Thank you, sir." Bullock didn't care about this, thanked him with a smile and left.

They are now in a ranch in northern Derbyshire. The rancher's son and daughter-in-law claim to be working for the family's ranch, but they are actually a wizard couple. The parents of this couple are all ordinary people who don't know magic.

Late last night, their joint force began to station here and then set up an ambush. After half a night of preparations, the ranch had turned into a murderous trap. So after the Death Eaters showed up this morning, they were all wiped out in less than five minutes.

At this time Bear Grylls and Alexander Pierce walked over together.

As the on-site commander, Bell said to everyone who was taking a break: "Take another ten minutes of rest, and then we rush to the Peak District National Park. Something went wrong there."

"What's going on over there, boss?" Simon asked as he threw two cigarettes at Bell and Alexander. When the two of them caught the flying cigarettes with their fingers, the cigarettes were already on fire.

"I heard that it's a war of fuel." Bell replied, "I don't know why, but the Death Eaters are rushing over there, so we have to rush to support."

The distance between the two places is about 20 kilometers, and you can get there quickly by helicopter.

Around a forest hotel south of the Peak District National Park, the sound of shouts, gunfire, and curses can be heard at this moment. More and more Death Eaters, Aurors and government troops are gathering here.

In the forest hotel, Alan Radcliffe, his wife and children, and the hotel owner and waiters were hiding in the basement, muttering about why his luck was so bad. It was planned early in the morning to spend a few days at a forest hotel in the Peak District National Park during the Christmas holidays. Unexpectedly, when the family was preparing to return to London yesterday afternoon, they found that their car broke down, which forced the family to spend more time in the forest hotel. Stayed here for one day. But for some reason, when they were preparing to go out early this morning, they suddenly encountered a shootout between police and criminals.

In the dark basement, Alan Radcliffe did not notice that the former landlady of the hotel was looking at his son Daniel with a look of resentment.

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