Harry Potter: Without Knowing Magic, I Can't Do Anything Other Than Create It Myself

Mo Chen entered the bank, looked around for Newt, and saw the other party sitting with the fat man in the waiting area.

He remembered that this fat man named Jacob, who worked in a cannery, had an ancestral bread making craft in his family, and came to the bank this time to borrow money to open a bakery.

Well, an aspiring young man with great ambitions and ideals.

It's a pity a Muggle.

"Hey, hello, my name is Mochen." Mo Chen used to sit between the two naturally.

"Hello, Jacob." The fat man was very polite and shook hands with Mo Chen.

"Hello, my name is Newt." As for Newt, he was busy looking around for his sniffing, not caring about shaking hands with Mo Chen.

"You're also here to take out a loan to open a bakery?" Jacob looked at the ink dust in frustration.

Just now, he saw Newt sitting next to him, out of politeness, so he asked casually, but the other party told him that it was also a loan to open a bakery, and he suddenly became extremely frustrated.

Do you want to roll it up like this?

"No, no, no, I'm here to invest, you just say how much money you are missing, right?" It may be because the fat man is more attractive, so Mo Chen saw that Jacob was quite pleasing and decided to help the other party.

Anyway, he has a lot of money.

Jacob looked around, making sure he was at the bank, and he asked confusedly, "You ran to the bank to find an investment partner?" "

The investment community is so involved now?

"Just say, how much money are you short?" Ink dust looks very arrogant.

"Hmm... 10,000 US dollars is enough, rent a house, buy equipment, hire small workers..." Jacob saw that Mochen was so inhumane, and had to tell his detailed plan.

"Okay, $10,000 is a small meaning, you will wait, I will talk to him first." Mo Chen listened to the Jacob plan and felt that there was no problem, so he pointed to Newt who was looking around next to him.

"Okay." Jacob had no choice but to wait, he was still willing to believe in ink dust in his heart.

"Did you find the sniff?" Mo Chen also glanced at the bank and did not find the sniffer.

"No, by the way, thank you for reminding me just now, I'm looking for this naughty guy." Newt seemed a little shy, did not dare to look at Mo Chen's eyes, lowered his head and replied, and then began to look around again.

Mo Chen knew that Newt was a little autistic, and he didn't dare to look at each other when talking to people.

"I want to ask you to buy a copy..." Mo Chen just wanted to ask Newt to buy a copy of Thunderbird's blood, but before he could speak, he was interrupted.

"You! It's you, you damn wizard. The person who came was Mary Bairburn, she pointed at the ink dust in disgust, and said loudly to the people around her: "This person is a wizard, that is, the guys who are hiding among us who wantonly destroy, the so-called gas explosion the other day, they made it, you have to believe me..." The

surrounding people instantly turned into melon-eating masses and gathered towards the ink dust, they don't care what wizards are not wizards, there is a lively one, and Lao Mei is the same.

Of course, the bank staff also gathered.

Ink dust: "...".

I'm Nima, why are you jumping like that?

Just now, I said that you are quite brave, I really praised you in vain.

Jacob looked puzzled, he couldn't understand what the hell this woman was doing, should he really think that there was a wizard?

Newt was taken aback, thinking that it was him, but when he saw Bairburn pointing at the ink dust, he was relieved, but he was still a little worried about the ink dust, after all, whether it is the British secrecy regulations or the American regulations, the ink dust may be illegal at the moment.

"This lady, please go out, this is a bank, no loud noise." Several bank staff were very conscientious, looking at Bairburn, who was running trains with their mouths, and immediately wanted to throw him out.

"No, you fools, he's a wizard, he can steal your money so easily that you don't even know it's lost." When Baierben saw that several staff members wanted to push her out, he was immediately anxious and pushed his bag with them.

The little fart children adopted by Bairborn, seeing that their mother was bullied, did not hesitate to join the 'battle', only Credence, who had a head of Afu, stood there a little at a loss, he did not want to go up to help, but he was afraid that his mother would beat him afterwards, and he was in a dilemma for a while.

The bank was already in a mess at this time, the melon-eating masses gathered more and more, and after a while, the security personnel were attracted to it, and in the face of its powerful 'force', the Bairburn family was defeated and pushed out abruptly.

Before leaving, Bairburn did not forget to put a cannon on Mo Chen: "You wait, I will expose your true face." "

Nima, can't bear it.

Mo Chen immediately waved his hand and gave the other party a "social death five company".

He can cast spells without a wand, but the power is much weaker, but the magic effect has little impact, after all, it is just a interference type of magic.

Bairborn, who was fighting with the bank's security personnel, suddenly fell to the ground with crooked eyes, and his limbs began to dance in groups, watching the surrounding melon-eating masses fall wildly.

It may be that the magic wand is not used, the effect of 'gibberish' is not good, and Bairben's consciousness is still very clear.

"It's witchcraft, and he's interested in... Witchcraft was performed on me. "

You guys... You have all seen that he performed witchcraft on me. "

He's a wizard... Hurry up and grab him..." Because

his mouth was crooked, Bailben spoke vaguely, wanting to accuse Mo Chen with his twisted limbs, but he didn't listen to her call, and the san's value fell even more.

The people around could barely hear what she was saying, but no one took it seriously.

Also wizards? Why don't you say that there is Superman, the melon-eating masses have turned on the mockery mode.

"Madam, you are clearly epileptic, you should see a doctor."

"There are no wizards in this world, ma'am, sober up."

"Look at your smoke, take it to the hospital."

"Madam, I suggest you take a look at the psychiatric department by the way."

None of the surrounding crowd believed Bairborne's words, so angry that she was so angry that with the magic of ink dust, the SAN value soared again.

His children hurriedly picked her up and ran out the door, and the bank's security guards stopped her and let them leave.

In this way, a farce ended with Ms. Bairburn's "epilepsy".

"You did?" The ink dust did the secret just now, but it still let the sharp-eyed Newt see it.

"Do not wrong, there is no evidence." Mo Chen immediately denied it and said that he was a good wizard who obeyed the law.

Newt: "...".

Jacob looked at the two suspiciously: "What are you talking about?"

"He wronged me!" Ink dust pointed at Newt.

Newt: "...".

At this moment, the door of the bank's loan business office opened, and the female assistant came out, shouting at Jacob: "Jacob Kowalsky, please come in."

"Yes, ma'am." Jacob hurriedly ran over with his suitcase.

Mo Chen did not stop Jacob, he knew that Jacob did not hit the south wall and did not look back, and when he was rejected in a while, he would naturally find himself.

In the original book, he was rejected by the bank because he had no collateral.