Harry Potter's Bastard

Alexander. Schwartz was delighted, and he felt that the wish he had always dreamed of was about to come true. For this, he had to thank the institute for its flawed security and, of course, for the rumors he had heard some time ago.

In any case, Alexander felt that his mission was almost complete, and it would not be long before he would be able to accept the praise and adoration of the world as a hero - revealing the secret plans of the evil wizard, which of course Alexander could call a hero in his mind.

Before the gratifying success, he needed to contact a few more like-minded "comrades", and if he could, Alexander would be able to use his position to arrange them to the institute as well, and he believed that more "evidence" could be found.

When Alexander made his last phone call and stretched to rest, he was horrified to find another person in the room.

"Originally, I thought it was just an ordinary trivial matter, but I didn't expect that you are still a purifier. "

Alexander's scalp was tight, and there were only two kinds of people who could say the term "cleanser" - one of his kind, and the other ......

"You're a wizard!?" 130 Alexander's body froze, and his hand blocked by the table slowly moved, trying to quietly open the desk drawer.

"I advise you not to do stupid things. Solim didn't answer the question, he raised his hand and pressed down, Alexander's small gesture could not hide from him.

"Those things you took—" Solim chuckled suddenly, "Forget it, people like you shouldn't be honest, and I didn't want to waste the truth potion on you." "

Seeing Solim stand up, Alexander didn't care much, he reached out and pulled open the drawer, and at that moment he suddenly noticed something touching his arm.

"Tut-tut-" Solim approached step by step, looking at Alexander, who was sturdy and tied to the chair behind him, "I told you earlier, don't do anything stupid." "

Then, Solim glanced into the drawer that had been opened, and as expected, it was a gun.

Raising his hand, the pistol flew into Solim's hand under Alexander's shocked gaze.

"You don't think you can get me with this kind of thing, do you?"

Gently resting the gun on the table, Solim snapped his fingers open, and before Alexander could react, the gun was dismantled into parts—intact parts.

"You devil!"

For a variety of reasons, Alexander hated wizards, but he had never seen them, and Solim's methods were clearly beyond his comprehension.

"Devil?" Solim looked at him in surprise, "I thought you already knew I was a wizard." "

"So-" Solim's fingers tapped lightly on the table, "Would you rather talk to a wizard, or a devil?"

"Are you evil wizards ready to control us?I swear to God! I will not give in!" Alexander struggled, trying to break free.

"God?" Solim said, glancing at Alexander, "so you were a descendant of the Puritans, and I thought you were a descendant of those wizarding dross." "

The so-called "Purges" come from two sources, one is the descendants of wizards who first came to the New World. These wizards are here to avoid the capture of European wizards, they participate in the capture and sale of wizards, and after being severely cracked down on in the early days of the Magic Congress, they go into hiding, marry ordinary people, have children, and select those who do not have magical talents to be trained.

The other is the descendants of the Puritans who were persecuted by shamans. Although these people are ordinary people, they know something about wizards and have a great hatred for them.

"In that case, I'm going to have to use some means. Solim shrugged regretfully and pulled out a small, clear glass bottle.

"Are you going to poison me?" Alexander, looking horrified at the bottle in Solim's hand, still struggling.

"Slackening. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Solim tapped his wand at Alexander, and he uncontrollably relaxed.

"Why do you think that?" Solim grabbed him by the hair and lifted Alexander's head up, but Alexander no longer had the strength to speak.

"I just want you to be honest. "

As he spoke, Solim dropped two drops into Alexander's mouth with a dropper - he even felt that two drops were wasted, and one should be enough.

"Your name. Solim leaned casually against his desk. []

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"You mean, a descendant of the Cleanser came under my nose?" Ogle looked strange and seemed to find it a little funny.

"I used a truth spitter. Solim raised his chin, and Alexander lay on the ground at this time, "He has already explained, and I was worried that I might have something I didn't pay attention to, so I brought him back." "

"Nothing is exposed, is it?"

"It's not time yet, so I'll come back. Solim pointed to Alexander on the ground and said, "He's already sent things through the post office, and he probably hasn't arrived yet." Am I going to find someone to clean up the tail, or am I going to do it?"

"I'll let Charles go with you. "Ogle clearly doesn't want Solim to be lazy.

"Charles, can you give them a change? Raymond's brain is more useful. Solim licked his lips, if he had to act with a native werewolf, Solim would prefer Raymond with a brain to Charles with a brain and muscles.

"Raymond has something else. Ogle glanced at Solim.

"Okay. Solim shrugged, "But what are you going to do with this incident after this incident?"

"What do you think?"

"Let's settle down the rules and regulations and stuff like that. There are too many loopholes here, an ordinary person can bring things out of the warehouse, and the institution that is on the surface is a bit redundant, and there seem to be many people on their side who are interested in the two research institutes in the back. "

"Well, maybe I'm a little anxious. Ogle sighed.

"The old guys' mindsets aren't so easy to change. Solim said, "I think a bottom-up change might be more effective than a top-down change." "

"Ordinary wizards?" Ogle shook his head, "they don't do much. They don't have power, they don't have power, and even if they have the will to change, they don't have the ability to support that will. If the Council of Elders disagrees, it is useless for them to rebel. "

"It's useless to rebel?" said Solim, with a strange expression, "Not necessarily. "。