Mastering Thunder from Hogwarts

"I have stolen these jammers according to your instructions. You can use them. When you take action next time, with the protection of these jammers, you will not be caught so easily."

Azalea said while stacking several jammers in front of the opponent.

The mysterious wizard glanced at these jammers with disgust.

"I'm not interested in this kind of alchemical creation. Relying too much on alchemical items will only affect your determination. I advise you to use them sparingly, just like the pair of leather boots you brought back last time, although they can temporarily increase your pace.

, but that is not the power that truly belongs to you, don’t get lost in it because of temptation.”

"What do you mean? You asked me to steal these jammers, and now you're not going to use them again? What if I'm caught by the Ministry of Magic next time? You can't put your stubbornness above

Above the club!”

Azalea feels that Thunderbird is really unreasonable, and since you have such disdain for alchemy items, why are you still wearing a mask on your face? Why don't you just throw away the mask.

"Just because I don't know how to use them myself doesn't mean I won't give them to those who cooperate with the club. I'll leave these garbage with you first. When I take action next time, I will come again and take them away." The mysterious wizard

The voice buzzed, echoing continuously in Azalea's home.

One mouthful of garbage, no one knows who is the real garbage!

Azalea's disgust for the wizard in front of her almost solidified, especially when he despised the loot that she had spent all night to obtain.

She really regrets now that she joined such an organization. She has never seen a normal person here, and they all look like ancient antiques.

Hey, if it wasn't for... how could I have fallen into such a quagmire? Azalea secretly hated it, but on the surface she had to obey the Thunderbirds.

"I can't stand you breaking into my house again and again. If it doesn't work, just store these jammers in your safe house first. And when I was operating in the Ministry of Magic, I didn't even care.

Come home." Azalea was very disgusted with others casually entering her private space.

"Oh, you don't have the right to negotiate terms." Thunderbird completely ignored the other party's protest, "What you have to do is complete the task I assigned you. Who knows whether this kind of garbage made by an alchemist will suddenly

What if something goes wrong and destroys my safe house?”

Then you are not worried about it destroying my family? Azalea complained angrily in her heart.

But she also knew that she could not persuade the arrogant guy in front of her at all, so she could only snort to show her dissatisfaction.

"By the way." Thunderbird glanced at the props in front of him, then looked up at Azalea, "The boss of the Silver Flash Company you mentioned is the young alchemist, I remember you.

Mentioned it before."

"Yes, his name is Anduin Wilson. Although he is young now, his products have been recognized by the Ministry of Magic. All kinds of alchemy equipment have strong functions. Because of him, the overall strength of the Ministry of Magic

There has been significant growth.”

Azalea couldn't help but recall her encounter tonight. In addition to Anduin's alchemy equipment, she was also deeply impressed by Anduin's ridiculously strong protective items.

"These are useless people who only rely on external objects. No matter how hard they are, they can't be any better." Thunderbird snorted with disdain, "But these alchemy equipment are a bit troublesome. Although we have some in our hands now, if we continue to

If it exists, it will definitely interfere with subsequent actions."

"What do you want?" Azalea heard something in the other person's words and couldn't help but ask.

"This alchemist, that is, Anduin, can you find a way to get rid of him? It's not a good thing to always have him causing trouble for us." When Thunderbird said this, his tone was full of coldness.

and ruthless.

"What?" Azalea even suspected that she heard wrongly, "He is only an underage wizard, and you actually attacked a child? And now that his equipment has been supplied to the Ministry of Magic, even if you kill him, you still have nothing to lose.

What’s the benefit?”

"It's because he is still young!" Thunderbird's voice became more and more fierce. "To be able to independently develop so many alchemical equipment at such a young age, his talent must be extraordinary. If we leave it alone and let him work with the British Ministry of Magic

How about we continue to cooperate?”

"Don't forget, the island of Ireland is an extremely important part of the club's business. We are not here to make small fuss. In the future, we will establish this place as an important transfer station for the club."

"As for the existing props, they are very simple. Just look for opportunities to destroy them when you encounter Aurors. Anyway, the most troublesome ones are the disruptors, and these so-called alchemy items actually have a shelf life, right?

This is also the reason why I look down on these rubbish. Relying on temporary things will only make people lose their self-judgment. When the equipment gradually fails, they will become even more miserable than before."

Listening to Thunderbird's emotionless words, Azalea felt like she was falling into an ice cave. Can these people trample on the lives of others for their own benefit?

"I advise you to give up such thoughts. I forgot to tell you before. In addition to being an extremely talented alchemist, Anduin is also a combat hero decorated by the Ministry of Magic. His strength is not great.

Weak, don't capsize in the gutter." Although Azalea knew that such a name was unlikely to scare him, she still couldn't help shouting.

"Hahahahaha!"

After hearing Azalea's words, Thunderbird laughed loudly, as if he had heard something pleasant.

"Fight, fight, fight heroes, heroes." Thunderbird seemed to be choked by his own laughter, and repeated these words with his throat stuck.

After he finished reciting it, he seemed to be amused by these words and laughed again.

"Are you sure you're not kidding me?" Thunderbird's faceless mask clearly revealed the joke.

"Everyone's energy is limited. Do you think a teenage wizard can get much stronger after possessing excellent alchemy talent? Not to mention the so-called battle hero title.

, who knows what political purpose the Ministry of Magic issued it for."

"And even if he is a real fighting hero, he just defeated a few low-level dark wizards. I'm sorry you can say such a thing."

"Actually, I would rather meet a strong opponent than face an embroidered pillow." Thunderbird said with a cold smile.