Chapter 1583： 7 years later

Seven years after the end of the American Rocky Mountains offensive and defensive war.

In a room that looks a little gothic, black rosemary blooms, and vines are winding and growing on the walls of the room. This room seems to have been very old in years, and a sense of mottled time is coming. Its walls use It is a natural rock with unevenness on the top. It looks like it was directly excavated from some mountain. It looks unpretentious and has a medieval charm. All kinds of creepy paintings on the walls are in black and white style, with abstract and disordered textures, just like the ashes after burning, making the whole room even more weird.

Although it was actually made old by time magic, it didn't take long for it to be established.

The Harris family, the most powerful in the magic empire, sat around the large dining table relatively indifferently at this time, and their faces were shrouded in shadow by the slightly dim candlelight.

The iron stone on the heads of these wizards surrounds their foreheads, swirling in a circular trajectory in the air. The soft light from the floating iron stone makes their faces a little hazy and mysterious, and they are around them from time to time. Some dazzling electric arcs and light spots suddenly lit up showed the power of magic in the body.

"Now there is no way to go to the Muggle mall together, or it will damage their electronic products." Seeing these flashing blue electric arcs, Daisy pouted and complained, and her family's life went smoothly with her hair all over her head. The pampering makes her still retain the squeamishness and willfulness of the girlhood for so many years.

With a few crisp noises, Owen in his pajamas patted away the static electricity set off in the newspaper in his hand. He has a tendency to get blessed while leaning on the chair, but the aura of not anger and self-prestige that he has cultivated for a long time in a high position is even greater. Before the victory.

"It's a serious matter to go shopping less and find a boyfriend quickly." Irving casually complained and continued to open the newspaper. "He was really tenacious. He was still alive. He was not wiped out until yesterday. But he is behind. He would be beaten. He might not have imagined that one day ordinary wizards can cast spells at this level. When he came out to make trouble a few days ago, he was beaten to death by a few ordinary wizards... But this is also good. Although Delphi has a very good personality, this is always the case. Blaming is also blaming the Potter family..."

The photo in the newspaper shows a few young wizards in magic robes standing in front of the huge Rocky Mountains. Harry and his son James are standing side by side in the front, holding a broken bird skull in Harry’s hand. The necklace was broken, and the text recorded the whole process of Voldemort's destruction: Voldemort was beaten again by several college students after he appeared, and by chance, he went to the Great Wall of the Underworld in the United States. Harry and his son who traveled on the old site discovered the Horcrux hidden in the Rocky Mountains through the magical fluctuations that happened. After Harry recognized it, he was shocked and burned it with fierce fire, completely solving Voldemort...

"This necklace seems to belong to Bellatrix? It was unexpectedly used by Voldemort to make a Horcrux..." Daisy ignored her father's urging and became more interested in the necklace in the photo. "It must be given to them. A Merlin Medal, right?"

"It must be given... No matter how much more valuable it is than our sea snake back then." Lun, who is already the Minister of Magic, sat forward and broke free of the arms of the two Veeva cousins ​​beside him, rubbing his fingers. Some stubble jaws, "But father, the people Voldemort met are actually not ordinary people. These are all graduates of Hogwarts University and have participated in Auror training. Now the spells are progressing too fast, he Hidden in the mountains can’t learn new technologies..."

"It's that the prediction about Harry and Voldemort has really become a reality-the Dark Lord has marked Harry as a strong enemy, but Harry has energy that the Dark Lord doesn't understand... One of them must die in the other's hands, both Individuals can’t live all..." The little sweet bear Emily who has graduated helped her glasses and complained, "Helena’s house is too shabby...Where are all those naughty little things? Haven't come to eat yet?"

Emily, whose facial features are more refined, at a young age, relying on her family relationship, now takes over Lun’s original position as the head of the law enforcement department. In order to make her temperament more mature and capable, she also deliberately let herself Wearing a golden single-sided flat glasses, the long chain hanging on the glasses makes her look more elegant and gentle.

"Ms. Nancy assigned tasks to the children, asking them to do business during the holidays to exercise their courage and eloquence. These children are teaming up to figure out what business they should do." Furong replied with a smile. After the next few children, she became more rounded, but on the contrary, her beauty was a bit less aggressive and more friendly, and she looked more feminine.

"Homework? What about Bridget and Friday?... Uh, I mean Friga... The two kids didn't tell me that there is homework!" Morgan Le Fayy looked up in surprise. "Are they trying to hide?"

"Don’t worry about Morgana, the kids have their own plans. Frija seems to be going to team up with Wednesday and Thursday. My son Louis will be taken by his Aunt Bridget to the Singer’s Wild near Burrows Street to sell flowers. "Furong gently pulled down her long, waterfall-like silver hair, but smiled at this time, "But they have plucked a lot of the roots in your garden, especially the red and white roses..."

Morgan Lefay's anger disappeared before it even reached her face. She sighed and said no more-under the influence of Iolum's longevity, time did not leave any traces on this witch's face.

"Fortunately, Patricia will be able to go to Hogsmeade as soon as school starts. This kind of children's house game is really boring." Penello shook his cocked leg in a tone of voice. Somewhat uncertain, "I gave Flippe some light dark magic items and asked him to go to the new Knockdown Alley in the city to sell, but is it too early? Maybe after graduating from wizard elementary school?..."

The short black hair of this female Auror and the female professor is now long, and she was hugged to her left cheek like a black waterfall, which made her look much less sharp and hostile, and she seemed to have recovered. Less elegant and charming when reading.

"Penello! How dare you give them black magic items? And let them go to New Knockdown Alley! How can so many monsters in this new city make them take to the streets on their own!" Hermione stood up in astonishment, and sternly scolded. "My baby daughter Rose said that doing business with Flippe is to do this? No wonder Delphi said that they would take them to sell Boy Scout biscuits and they didn't go!"

Hermione moved too much, UU reading so that the hair on the back of her head fell down, Anka flew to the side dissatisfied and let it strayly scattered on her back, but Hermione was anxious in her heart. He immediately pressed the sensory imprint on his body to contact his daughter.

Ellen, who was wearing a ritual robe similar to the one when he was enthroned, quickly grabbed Hermione’s hand next to Hermione: “Hermione, don’t worry, who doesn’t know them in the city? The wolf mother knows to arrange people to watch, and you Now I can monitor it at any time with divination...nothing can go wrong."

"Although he is a little younger, don't underestimate these little guys..." said Allen, who was sitting next to Penello and wearing the robe of the raven, on his mouth, with a little smug on his face.

Every time I heard Penello call his son "Flippe" like this, Allen felt like calling his father-in-law his son, so when Penello named him, he had no objection...

"Bang... ping pong..."

Suddenly a figure smashed down from the top of the building, directly smashing the dining table in front of the wizards, and the broken guardrails together shattered the dishes on the table.

A young boy with light blond hair was lying in the middle of the overturned dining table with his eyes closed. The back of his head was knocked out of shape. The blood flowing out, the trembling white brain with bright red blood, and the soup of the overturned dishes were mixed. Together.