Shadow of the Beautiful World

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Outside of Merlin's room, the morning sun was already very bright. It shined through the window into the house, reflecting Doblin's slender figure on the ground with an elongated twisted shadow.

After signing the contract, Dobby, at this time, some anxiously received the US dollars from Merlin, it said timidly:

"But Mr. Merlin, uh, no, sir! Our house elves are not allowed to carry wands, which has been passed down thousands of years ago..."

"I said, Dobby!"

Merlin aggravated the tone, and he stressed impatiently:

"You are now an official consultant of SDOLD. You work for me and work for a formal national institution! When you go out to perform tasks, you represent not only yourself, but also the dignity and image of the organization. I cannot allow my subordinates to wear Pillowcases and old boots go out to fight the evil forces...this is shameful!"

"Also, before entering the Special Academy, I want to emphasize one thing to you!"

Merlin squatted down, and he and Dobby stared at each other. He looked at Dobby's big eyes. He said one word after another:

"Throw away all the habits you developed in the wizarding world... You are a secret agent. Although you are only a consultant, I need you to be an agent! Do you know what an agent is?"

Dobby shook his head, it obviously didn't know.

"You can understand elite Aurors."

Merlin changed the way Dobby understood, he said to the house elves in front of him:

"It is impossible for an elite Auror not to wear a magic wand. After you formally enter the job, you will also have a new custom-made weapon...you must learn to adapt to the weapon in your hand. This is the basis for becoming an agent! Understand? ?"

"Dobby works for Mr. Merlin. This is what Mr. Merlin requested, so Dobby must do it."

The house elf whispered a few words to himself, and he looked up and said to Merlin:

"Okay, sir! Dobby will complete it as quickly as possible."

"well."

Merlin reached out and patted Dobby's shoulder, he said softly:

"After you graduate from the Special Service College, I will give you a second task, which is equivalent to your entry assessment."

"But now, I can reveal a little bit, so that you have a psychological preparation..."

"Your second mission is related to Voldemort."

"Voldemort?"

When Dobby heard the name, her body shivered. Obviously, she was afraid of the dead black devil. In his green eyes, there was a trace of invincible fear.

It trembled and said to Merlin:

"Sir, Dobby does not understand why you should focus on Voldemort. He is dead and the evil he represents has also disappeared. Voldemort is a very evil and evil wizard. He not only kills the wizards, but also kills them. After many house elves, many more elders died in the hands of Death Eaters."

Facing Dobby's doubts, Merlin had expected.

He turned around and looked at the sunlight covering the city. He asked softly:

"Dobby, have you ever fought a magical creature?"

"Well, Malfoy Jr. ran out as a kid and ran into a siege of several inferior mobs. Doblin scared those inferior mobs with flash spells."

Dobby replied that Merlin nodded and asked again:

"Then why do you use flash spells instead of other spells?"

This question is somewhat inexplicable, but Dobby still answered:

"Because the inferiors fear the light, as long as a ray of light is enough to force them back into the darkness."

"Well, you know the inferiors are afraid of light, so you can scare them away with a flash spell."

Merlin turned around and he looked at Dobby:

"This is the power of knowledge. Your victory stems from your understanding of inferior demons, but Dolby, is our understanding of Voldemort really enough? Is the knowledge we have mastered enough to fight Voldemort? You too If the survivors of the wizarding war were not due to the rebellion of the elder wand, could Harry really defeat Voldemort?"

Dobby was asked to be speechless.

Although the wizarding world has been winning the traditional Hogwarts decisive battle now, Dobby really did work with the Hogwarts elves to help the wizards fight the Death Eaters. It is very clear about the battle process that day.

Frankly, even house-wives like Dobby think that there are too many lucky factors in Mr. Harry's defeat of Voldemort.

If any of those lucky factors are missing, Mr. Harry will die on the spot.

"Before Voldemort appeared, there was the Dark Lord Grindelwald, and before Grindelwald, there was the goblin rebellion, and in the earlier era, there were even black wizards like the mean Haierbo. Dobby, this is a cycle. ."

Merlin sat back in his chair, and in a calm, pessimistic voice, he said to the house elf who was ignorant in front of him:

"Wizards believe that their wisdom and power are higher than Muggles, but their thinking is no different from Muggles. Fear of death and making death holy, inventing Horcrux under the threat of death, because of various The reason is to advertise one's own lineage, and even hesitate to launch a cleansing war."

"Such people exist in every era, without exception. Whether in the history of Muggles or wizards, there is no shortage of such ambitions. Among them, Voldemort's evil degree is even ranked in the top ten. Don’t go in...but do we really understand them? If we don’t understand them enough, wait until the next Voldemort appears..."

Merlin looked at Dobby and said softly:

"How do we beat them? Do we have to look forward to the next Harry?"

Domestic elves are not stupid, they just lack knowledge. After Merlin broke his thoughts and described it to Dobby, the house elf quickly understood what Merlin meant.

It said to Merlin:

"So, Chief Merlin is worried about the threat similar to Voldemort in the future, so the Chief Executive needs to collect Voldemort's information to make a targeted response plan. It is like the wizards mastering by learning knowledge The weaknesses of various magical creatures are the same... Dobby knows that this is the right thing!"

Although the house elf was still a little afraid, he raised his head and said to Merlin:

"Dobby is willing to do it!"

"Yes, we are doing the right thing, Dobby."

Merlin encouraged:

"And don’t be too scared. I don’t need you to meet the dangerous Death Eaters face-to-face. I just need you to collect some information left by Voldemort, his notes, his personal belongings and so on. We need Summarize the sources of thoughts and power of these dangerous black wizards, their spells, their modes of action, etc., then formulate strategies, or even print them into teaching materials, so that more people can see and let more people know How to deal with them!"

"Dobby knows!"

As soon as I heard that I didn't need to fight, I just needed to collect information, and the house elves were relieved.

Merlin explained several things to it, and then let Dobby leave.

Merlin gave it a week to pack things up. Although the house elves were unremarkable, they also had their own small circles with each other, and many had better friends. For example, companion Shining, Harry, Hermione, Ron, Ginny, Luna, Neville and other little wizards, as well as President McGonagall of Hogwarts College, etc. are all friends.

Considering Dobby's visit, it is estimated that there is not much leisure time in at least 5 years, so Merlin was generous enough to give Dobby enough time to say goodbye to friends.

After a week, it will follow Merlin and return to New York on a SHIELD official aircraft.

At that time, it just happened to be the new enrollment day of the Special Academy.

Of course, Merlin also has his own things to do. For a week, for him, it is actually not very abundant.

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At noon, Merlin, who had lunch, held a bunch of flowers and stood at the entrance of the St. Mungo's Hospital of Magical Injuries and Diseases.

He came to see Agent John Gatler who was recuperating here. The old cowboy-like agent was one of Merlin's few good friends.

It is worth mentioning that the entrance of St. Mungo’s Magic Hospital, which is famous all over the world as a wizard, is in the building of the Baptist Department Store in London, England.

It’s not a downtown area, but it’s also in the city of London, just as wonderful as the Ministry of Magic is hidden under a London phone booth.

The Magic Capitol in New York is also in the downtown area, which makes Merlin unable to help but the wizards try their best to hide themselves, but in this era, although they are not willing, they still have to develop with the rapid development of Muggle civilization. Share this world together.

Even, they have already fallen from the former strong position into the current disadvantaged group.

Mr. Arthur said that once the wizarding world and the Muggle world began to communicate, within a decade, the ancient traditions maintained by the wizarding group would probably fall apart completely.

"You are no more noble than us."

Merlin smiled, he said to himself, and then walked to the door of the old red brick department store.

The average Muggle can only see the sign of "Closed Decoration" hanging on this gate. But Merlin could see more. He walked to the window and said to an ugly, quirky, and scary doll:

"I come to visit the patient in Area A, John Gattler, I am his friend, and my name is Merlin."

The horrible doll's eyes rolled over, and it glanced at Merlin, as if to confirm Merlin's identity. After a while, it nodded slightly, and then waved the connected fingers together with the movement of the finger, Merlin The thick glass in front of him quickly rippled the weird halo.

Merlin took a step forward, and the whole person was integrated into the creeping glass. At the next moment, he came to a loud hall.

On the wall in front of him, there is a pattern of a bone and a wand intersecting. Under the pattern, the words "St.mungos" are also written in golden text, which is the sign of the St. Mungo's Hospital of Magical Injuries and Diseases .

This magic hospital was established at the end of the sixteenth century, and has now been almost 300 years old.

In Merlin's eyes, the hall in front of him was full of sick people wearing various costumes, many wizards, many dumb cannons, and very few Muggles.

The medical staff is busy, everyone is saying this, making it look very noisy here.

In fact, if you ignore the strange costumes of the patients, it looks like there is no difference from the Muggle world hospital.

Merlin followed the signs and followed the flow of people, and soon found Gattler in the ward of the bio-injury department on the second floor.

When Merlin entered the ward, the old cowboy was losing his temper, as if the old vampire in his bed next door was chattering, causing Gattler to sleep well all night.

The two of them seemed to be arguing. In fact, if it weren’t for Butler still bandaged, it is estimated that the old cowboy would directly pounce on and beat the old vampire alchemist who was burnt by the lava bug.

"Yo, Gattler, my old friend."

Merlin waved the flower in his hand. He leaned against the wall and said to the breathless Gatler:

"It looks good, I heard your screams across the wall."

Merlin is not complimenting Gattler. In fact, in his eyes, Gattler’s eccentric vitality has become a lot thicker than before. It needs to rely on metal equipment to maintain the circulation in the body, and the meticulous treatment of wizards Since then, the injured organ of the old cowboy has begun to regenerate.

The metal life support has not been removed, but according to the current situation, perhaps, in a few months, Gattler can completely get rid of the **** metal life support, and truly regain hope and health.

"Ha, Merlin!"

Lying on the bed, unable to move, Butler stretched out his hand and said to Merlin:

"You guys are finally here, I still think, when will you remember my old man?"

"old?"

Merlin smiled. He stepped forward and sat beside Gattler's bed. He said:

"You are 44 years old..."

"Hush, don't be so loud!"

Gattler interrupted Merlin's voice. He glanced at a beautiful lady who was patrolling around the bed. He lowered his voice and said:

"I told Liv that I was 36 years old, not to mention the stuffing. After I got ill, I planned to pursue her."

"Liv?"

Merlin turned around and looked at the beautiful female therapist with perfect body. After a moment, he looked back at Gattler, and he said oddly:

"Are you going to pursue a mixed-race girl? Are you kidding..."

"I'm not kidding."

Gattler said seriously:

"I've already figured out how to give a gift. Speaking of it, how do you have time to come? It's not a good time for vacation."

"Ferry gave me a vacation."

Merlin says:

"I caused a little conflict with the Department of Defense in California."

"Oh, avoid trouble."

Butler deserved to be an old agent, and immediately guessed what happened to Merlin. He said to Merlin:

"Fery is really good to you. I thought that those old agents would have to carry everything by themselves. But you are really good enough, but everything you participate in will end up shocking...I am now Remember, the dragon you made in New York. Gee, you’re a natural troublemaker."

"Neither do I want to."

Merlin sighed. He didn't want to talk about this issue, so he turned to Gattler. He looked at the spirit bandage wrapped around Gattler. He said:

"How does it feel? How does the magician therapist feel when healing you?"

"Well...not easy to say."

Gattler frowned and replied:

"I can't see the magic light, so in my opinion, the therapists are like a group of magic sticks, destroying me with various potions...but the effect is good."

He stopped and looked at the scenery outside the window. He said:

"Seriously, Merlin, I haven't thought about it myself. I thought that this nightmare that I couldn't get rid of in my life would see hope again in this way. It's all thanks to you."

The old cowboy stopped, he sighed:

"Ugh..."

"It would be better if I knew you a few years earlier."

"Don't think about it, Butler, take a good rest."

Merlin said to his friend:

"The wizards will heal you completely."

"No, Merlin, you didn't understand what I meant."

Garrett closed his eyes. He said in a dreamlike voice:

"Some way, once gone..."

"You can't look back anymore."

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