Harry Potter and MI6

"Similarly, I also have some of the crimes Irgo Karkaroff committed as a Death Eater. When Bernard asked me if I had any suggestions on this matter, I immediately

The two pieces of information are linked together."

Stray sped up his explanation.

"After making a deal with him, I summarized my thoughts and reported them to Bernard. I didn't expect him to be so efficient. He directly convinced Lucius and Ilgo, and even won over Dolly, whom I didn't know much about.

Silk’s support.”

"As for why I am the boatman, in fact this boat was lost to me by Ilgo. On the surface it is Durmstrang's property, but in fact it is my personal property."

Stray patted the wall of the cabin gently, his tone a little nostalgic.

Lu Ke praised: "It's really a very powerful ship."

While talking just now, he also paid attention to the movement of the ship.

The ship sailed through the underwater world quickly and steadily. After a while, Hogwarts was no longer visible. Until now, Luke could no longer recognize where he was.

"Yes." With just a greeting, Stray fell silent, seeming to be lost in his own memories.

Lu Ke thought for a while, but still wanted to confirm what happened in 1972.

I glanced around at the configuration of the cabin. It was indeed a personal property, and indeed there was some personal touch in it.

A painting with a familiar style hangs in this somewhat rigid cabin. It seems to have been painted by Trocca.

Like a curious child, Lu Ke pointed to the painting and asked: "This is quite beautiful, was it painted by you?"

Street looked up at the painting, smiled and said: "I wish I could draw so well. This is a painting by a Romanian artist, Rodarette Lecter. It's a pity that when I got this painting

He has been missing for more than ten years, and the wealthy businessmen who were friends with him all believe that they should lose him forever."

"To commemorate Rodarette Lecter, someone transformed his residence into an exhibition hall. It's quite interesting, but I haven't seen it."

After saying that, he started thinking again and lay down on his seat in a relaxed posture.

Lu Ke felt that this was a state of hesitation where he could hardly hold back his secret and wanted to share it.

As expected, Street took the initiative to start the conversation: "Boy, did you ever lose control of your magic power when you were a child?"

"Out of control magic power? Probably not..." Lu Ke was a little unsure. He only learned about the setting of out of control magic power after going to school. The danger that Hagrid used to convince his parents was the danger of out of control magic power, but he

In fact, there is no relevant impression.

"Well... neither did I." Stray nodded while lying down, "For some reason, no school accepted me back then. I am already very old and have been working in the intelligence industry for many years.

, I unexpectedly discovered that I can also use something as magical as magic."

It seems... Ye Yan changed Stray's memory before 1972... But by some mistake, did Stray return to the magical world?

Just when he wanted to hear more information, Street stopped talking.

"Why am I telling you this? I'm really old. It's time to consider retiring." Stray raised an arm and raised a wand. "Get some rest. You should be there when you wake up. I'll turn off the lights when you're ready."

Already."

Hearing this, Lu Ke also lay down and signaled to Stret that it was okay.

With a wave of the magic wand, the lights in the cabin were extinguished. Since it was under deeper water than in the Black Lake, the light coming from the surface was also very limited.

Fortunately, after sleeping listening to the sound of water for such a long time, Lu Ke was not used to anything.

When he opened his eyes again, it was already bright outside.

Looking carefully outside the window, it seemed that they were already floating on the water. Lu Ke heard people outside joking in Russian: "Comrade, aren't you cold in wearing so little?"

As a youngster of MI6, of course he can speak Russian.

"Ah~ it's not cold, I have this! Want a bite?"

It sounded like Stray's voice, and he was also responding in Russian.

"No, no, I still have to go to work, hahahaha."

It sounded like the person outside the door had gone far away. This didn't seem to be a secret signal, but a genuine greeting from passers-by.

Lu Ke pushed open the cabin door, poked his head out, and saw Stray wearing a beach vacation shirt.

"Are we in Hawaii?"

"What good things are you thinking of?" Stret pushed up his straw hat to protect the sun, "Welcome to the Volga River."

"Then what are you dressed up like?"

"I want to know too, but that's what the contact person asked for." Stray popped the cap of the bottle in his hand with his thumb and took a sip, as if that was the cold-proof secret he just showed to passers-by.

"Vodka, you don't need to drink it. You can also change your clothes. There's your fake identity in that suitcase." Even with his sunglasses on, Strei noticed Luke's gaze and pointed.

Pointing to a silver-white suitcase deep in the cabin.

There was no need to wait for Lu to react. The fishing rod placed on the bow of the boat seemed to have really yielded results, causing him to straighten up quickly and start fighting with the river fish.

It was so mysterious that Lu Ke couldn't think of any adjectives to describe the inconsistent scene in front of him, so he had to retreat to the cabin and open the silver suitcase.

On top is a standard plush coat and a hat, which looks very warm.

As for the fake identity, it was just a change of nationality, nothing else changed.

On the way out of the cabin again, I could see that Stray had put the fish he caught back into the water.

"Oh, it's quite appropriate." Stray looked back and reached out to hand the basket on the ground to Luke, "Let's have something to eat. I don't know when the people over there will come."

Luke took a look and saw that there were bread, caviar, ham, and milk inside. Due to magic, they were all still hot.

It tastes quite good when paired with it, but the bread has a subtle sour taste.

Just watching Stret's boring fishing and releasing cycle all morning, Luke talked to many curious Soviet people, which made Luke's oral proficiency rise rapidly.

It wasn't until 12 noon that a capable middle-aged man with a clear purpose finally arrived.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, Street couldn't hold himself back.

"Senior Stre, you arrived much earlier than the agreed time."

"Why don't you just stop doing it!" Stray put away the fishing rod angrily, threw Luke's luggage into the arms of the middle-aged man, and returned to the cabin alone.

"He is the one who will take care of you, just follow him." Stray said to Lu Ke in a calm tone where the middle-aged man could not see him, "I have other things to do, so I won't send him away."

Good luck to you."

"Thank you, Mr. Street." Lu Ke bowed and came to the middle-aged man's side.

"Don't worry, Mr. Stray is just a little moody." Watching Stray driving the boat away along the Volga River, the middle-aged man didn't realize that he had exposed Stray's name and the agreed time with just one sentence.

, and even comforted Lu Kelai.

Of course, Lu Ke felt that what made Street angry was also the unreliable joint attire, but looking at his confident look, it seemed that he couldn't speak out until he got acquainted with him...