Chapter 644：

The person who is chatting with you about daily life one second may use a magic wand to understand your life the next second.

The Star Disciple took him to the most dangerous places, and during this period, Theodore almost died twice.

For some reason, he was not afraid of those dangers. On the contrary, he was a little excited and looking forward to them.

He touched his heart and felt his heart beating.

Theodore was not strong in the past. The changes in his family and his persistence in honor made him transform.

As John said, these can allow him to grow quickly and become a qualified Nott.

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The election will begin tomorrow.

Arriving early is also to facilitate the arrangements for follow-up matters.

For example, several candidates will meet here first.

They are:

Barty Crouch.

Inge Griffiths.

Jing·Zhang.

Odom Tick.

The four candidates came to meet under the castle.

They greeted each other like old friends they hadn't seen for many years. In fact, some of them were just meeting for the first time.

Facing the camera, they behaved modestly and humbly.

In fact, everyone has their own ideas.

Odom is a bearded wizard. He is not the current president of the United States Congress, but he has a high number of supporters.

Jing Zhang is a middle-aged dignified and elegant witch. There is nothing wrong with her posture and etiquette. Her oriental softness makes her full of charm.

"Long time no see, Odom." Old Batty shook hands with Odom, with a nostalgic smile on his face.

Odom also shook his arms vigorously and laughed: "I thought you would forget about me."

He is an Ilvermorny student who graduated from Thunderbird Academy. During his time, he went to Hogwarts for exchange studies.

And that time happened to be the period when old Batty was the student council president.

The two have known each other for decades, but after returning to China and many things, their contact gradually became less and less.

"Nice to meet you." Jing Zhang nodded.

"Ms. Zhang." Old Batty also nodded.

Turning his gaze on the last person, Old Batty's eyes were wary.

"Hello, Crouch." Inge smiled slightly, "I think this is not the first time we have met."

"Yes, the last time we met was in Poland."

Old Buddy was smiling, and that meeting was not very pleasant.

There is a conflict between the two people, and I have learned the true face of the person in front of me.

Grindelwald.

Unexpectedly, the other party chose to repeat the same trick.

This made Old Batty sneer. Things are not the same now.

Nor does it belong to Grindelwald's era.

"I wish you a pleasant stay, Mr. Griffith," Old Barty said.

Yingge didn't seem to care about Old Barty's malice, and smiled calmly: "I think so, and I wish you a good day, Crouch."

There is a tense situation of competition between the two sides.

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The reason why John did not go to Bhutan to watch the election campaign.

First, there is no need. The Ministry of Magic today is not the idle people it once was.

The birth of the Auror training class gave Aurors a system-specific training path. After passing the assessment and completing the training, you can obtain the "Zhi" series of equipment.

With the blessing of equipment, it can exert a combat power that surpasses that of two Aurors.

Second, because John also has his own matters to deal with.

Before the election is decided, whether in Bhutan or outside, it is a battlefield where no gunpowder can be seen.

The large-scale spending of money by the Second Dynasty also requires talking to the Ministry of Magic to obtain higher benefits, and it is necessary to maintain the dynasty's spending so that it does not lead to collapse.

After Tang Mi went to Poland, these matters could only be handled by John.

There are also the saints sent back by Heinrich and others.

John removed his hand from the head of a saint.

"It's all in their minds to change their identity to participate in the election."

John waved his hand, and the two divine guards picked up the saint and took him to prison.

But I don’t know why, the more this happens, the weirder John feels.

He has merged with Zuowu's bloodline and has a characteristic called avoidance. He can sense danger and improve his sixth sense.

He could sense that something was fishy, ​​but he couldn't find it.

This made John feel very irritated.

"Even Grindelwald couldn't escape unscathed from so many Aurors."

The Kingdom of Bhutan gathers not only British Aurors, but also Aurors from other countries to maintain security.

Even including Grindelwald’s followers, there shouldn’t be any fatal danger.

John frowned.

Leaving Silverhand Manor.

John appears in the basement.

Glancing at the burning blue flames, he opened the door and walked up.

"Watson, I don't want you to betray me."

John's footsteps paused.

…

The living room of the Wick family.

Mycroft came again.

But this time, his eyes no longer had the contempt before, but stared at Watson with a cautious and scrutinizing gaze.

Watson rubbed his head with a headache, "Mr. Mycroft, you at least need to tell me what happened instead of coming up to hold me accountable."

Watson finally had a day off today and was preparing for another soda carnival, but no one was seen outside.

Mycroft knocked on the door, and Watson asked Ariana to go upstairs to play with Basil while he entertained the uninvited guest.

As soon as Mycroft came to the door, he told himself not to show off, and Watson was stunned.

"You didn't know?" Now it was Mycroft's turn to be surprised.

"What do I know?"

Mycroft carefully observed Watson's expression. If this was acting, then the acting skills of this underground president would be much better than any Oscar.

"Someone entered the defense base." Mycroft put a piece of information on the table that would not appear in front of the public.

"More than twenty anti-personnel weapons were stolen, and there was a very bad thing," Mycroft sat up straight and looked at Watson and said, "It's not just us."

"And the only trace that can know the other party's appearance is this."

Watson found a photo among the files.

It was a wall, but the difference was that there was a big hole in the wall, which was melted by the high temperature.

I’m not sure how many there are, and I don’t know how to enter the defense base.

The only clue is the technology that can create such a portal.

Mycroft immediately thought of Watson, the opponent's weapon that could instantly create high temperatures and vaporize the human body.

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Chapter 660 Old Batty’s courage, fighting for

​And the person in the world who can do this kind of thing is most likely an underground president.

Mycroft stared at every expression on Watson's face and said in a deep voice: "A large number of weapons disappeared, which is enough to cause panic around the world."

"If you want to wipe out a small country, these weapons are more than enough."

"One more thing," Mycroft took a deep breath and said in a condensed voice, "We can't tell whether any nuclear weapons are lost."

It is not only the UK that has been lost, but also other countries.

Countries with nuclear deterrents have also lost some, but MI6 is temporarily unable to confirm whether the weapons lost by other countries include nuclear weapons.

After all, this is a secret matter, and the secret agencies of various countries are not vegetarians.

"I need you to tell me the whereabouts of these weapons, Watson."

If it’s not Watson, then Mycroft hopes Watson can take responsibility.

"This matter requires someone who is responsible and can bear the anger," Mycroft said. "You should know that it is not just me who doubts you."

Leaders of major underground forces, sometimes transparent people need to take responsibility and take the blame.

Watson also understood this. He stared at the information and fell into silence for a long time.

"Those people don't have this ability."

Can you sneak into a national defense base and steal missiles?

You can't do it even if you call Bond.

Watson said solemnly: "Sneaking in may be possible, but taking away weapons requires a large number of personnel to be transported. Speaking of underground forces alone, no one can do it."

Mycroft suddenly asked: "What about you?"

"Me?" Watson was stunned.

What he was thinking was none of his business. Before you came, he was thinking about whether to have a soda party.

"Stop pretending to be confused, Watson." Mycroft looked at Watson and said, "You have this ability, the explosion in the Tower of London."

Watson was speechless. He couldn't say that it belonged to his son, could he?

"I can't do it either. I'm just a hub, connecting them." Watson shook his head and said, "I might as well tell you that if you want to destroy the city, I can try hard, but the defense base is undetectable unless it can be controlled. The entire base, or bribe the people inside..."

The more Watson talked, the more he felt something was wrong.

Mycroft looked at him quietly and said, why don't you say anything?

"Ahem, anyway, I don't have that condition. Besides, I'm not a terrorist. What do I need those things for?" Watson said awkwardly.

"I remember you invested in a weapons company in the United States," Mycroft raised his eyebrows, "I remember it was called Hammer Industries."

"That was orchestrated by Orlov, I just..."

"Okay, Watson." Mycroft stood up and said, "I don't want those missiles with the national defense base logo to appear and explode in the country."

Mycroft left.

Watson's suspicion has not been eliminated, but it is not that serious either.

Because Watson is right, it is impossible for the underground president to do this unless he kidnaps the person in charge of the national defense base.