Mastering Lightning from Hogwarts

Good heavens, aren't you roasting me over a fire? And you don't even ask if I agree. What's the use of your belief? Aren't there any practical benefits?

Of course, Anduin could only grumble these complaints in his heart. Sometimes, being too good at pretending has its drawbacks. Once a persona is established, it's hard to break others' preconceived notions unless it's a complete reversal. М

But Anduin couldn't accept the consequences of doing that.

So, at this moment, he could only curse inwardly while responding to Newt with a smiling face.

However, Newt didn't continue to talk about joining the Order of Merlin. After all, Anduin was just a candidate. So, he shifted the focus back to the previous key point.

"As for another reason I brought up so much about the Order of Merlin," Newt said, his expression becoming more serious, "it's because the Silver Spear entered our sights a long time ago. At the same time, we discovered some secrets about this organization."

"Of course, these can't be revealed to you yet."

"You only need to know now that finding that young Thunderbird and following it to the Silver Spear's lair is very important to us. Actually, we don't care whether the Silver Spear organization exists, but digging out and eliminating the current leader of this organization is very significant to us. →"

"So, we really need your help. We hope you can assist us in completing this task. I know this is very dangerous, and we won't force you."

"Of course, if you are willing to accept, we will give you enough support. And we're not saying you have to face these villains alone. You just need to help us locate their lair."

As Newt said this, he carefully weighed his words, selecting the information that could be disclosed to Anduin, while sincerely requesting his assistance.

The leader of the Silver Spear? Is there something special about this leader? It seems that this organization has quite a few secrets, enough to make the prestigious Order of Merlin pay so much attention to it.

But for him, eliminating this annoying Silver Spear was already in line with his goal. He was still thinking about the treasures of this mysterious organization, so he didn't resist this task.

"Understood, I will do my best to help you. However, I can't say for sure what level of mental connection I can achieve with the Thunderbird, or how much time it will take. But as long as it can be done, I will personally make a trip to Europe," Anduin said righteously.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he regretted it a bit. Why did he put on such a sanctimonious appearance again? What if these guys misunderstood him again? Crap, these guys probably really think of me as a scourge of evil.

"I knew I didn't misjudge you!" Newt, seeing that Anduin agreed so readily, immediately looked at him with shining eyes, further strengthening his decision to pull Anduin into the Order of Merlin.

Seeing Newt's expression, Anduin knew he had guessed right again, but now that he had struck a pose, it was too late to regret it, and he could only grit his teeth and continue to maintain his persona.

Great, now in their eyes, I'm practically the light of justice.

Anduin sighed silently in his heart, then ended the conversation with Newt and bid him farewell.

And Newt's attitude towards Anduin became even more friendly, even personally escorting him to the fireplace and instructing him to come over whenever he had time.

After a day and a night, Anduin returned to his home in Diagon Alley. He felt a little mentally exhausted and walked thoughtfully to the sofa, slowly sitting down, his mind still digesting the various information he had gained that day.

But when he sat down heavily, he realized that something was wrong. He felt like he was sitting on something.

"Ah!!!"

Before he could react, a miserable wail came from under him.

Seeing this, Anduin quickly got up and reached behind his butt, pulling out Xiatia, who had transformed into a bat, and was groaning in pain.

"Ouch, that hurts! Master, couldn't you be a little more careful when you sit down? My old back is almost broken by you." Xiatia twisted her body, rubbing her lower back with her claws.

Anduin looked at this guy with black lines all over his face. "Do you have a problem? Why do you always crawl under people's crotches? I think I should just sit on you until you die. Why don't you quickly turn back into a human?"

"Master, I'm injured now. This is a work-related injury! Why are you still scolding me?"

Xiatia complained helplessly, then jumped off Anduin's palm and returned to her little loli form. But even after transforming into human form, she couldn't help but support her lower back, like an old woman with a herniated disc.

After a while, Xiatia finally recovered, then curiously looked around the environment.

"Master, is this your home? It looks pretty good. It's spacious except for the ugly furnishings. Of course, it would be better if you could keep the curtains drawn during the day," Xiatia said, sitting on the sofa next to Anduin with a grin.

"None of your business." Anduin couldn't help but glare at her when he heard this guy being glib again.

Damn it, you keep talking about how ugly it is. Don't you know you're living under someone else's roof? Anduin complained silently.

"You will live on the third floor from now on. I will set up a room for you. Qiqi and Hogg also live here. They may be at the store right now. You can get to know them later. You should familiarize yourself with the environment as soon as possible. You can't run around without my permission, understand?" Anduin said sternly to Xiatia.

"Yes… Master." Xiatia couldn't help but feel a little helpless after hearing such strict requirements. "Just prepare a coffin for me. And I don't need a room with windows. If there's a basement, that would be best. I can live there directly."

"Basement? Heh, you won't like it there," Anduin said noncommittally, then recalled that he still had a living specimen in his laboratory that he hadn't put away. He wondered if Qiqi had helped him clean it up.

But at this moment, Xiatia stroked her stomach, looking at him with a pleading expression. "Master, do you have anything to eat? I've been transported for so many days, and my stomach is almost flat. I only drank a mouthful of the vitality tonic you fed me in the past day and night."

After Xiatia finished speaking, she kept sniffing desperately in the air, as if searching for the smell of food, but then her face changed.

"Strange, why can I smell a strange smell here? It's a bit like a werewolf, but it seems to be different."