Fortunately, the Main Line is at Hogwarts

"I'm sure, Minister."

"These invitations are an alchemical item, like a portkey. Some kind of high-level magic like apparition is hidden on them, and they are not activated."

In the minister's office, a guy wearing gold-rimmed glasses and dressed like an old-school elite lawyer in the 20th century held an invitation letter from the Red Queen in his hand and explained to Mr. Kouhaug.

This is the Chief Alchemist of the Magical Congress of America.

Although the Magical Congress of the United States of America has tightened the blockade on the Muggle world, they are actually the most accepting of Muggles among all the magic world.

There is no way, who will let this land be full of talents.

"Where did they come from?"

Kouhaug asked calmly.

"Not France, not England, not Germany, but maybe..."

Back then, the Cold War was in full swing, not only the Muggle world, but the magic world was also affected. That country seemed to be a very scary place for the wizards here.

The alchemist put the invitation letter on the table, saying that these were all his own guesses.

Kouhaug turned his gaze to another person across the desk, a lady wearing a bright, colorful, and unusually gorgeous top hat.

"It came from Wonderland."

The lady's slender hands wrapped in black silk gloves held a delicate lady's long-stemmed pipe, and the misty smoke rose with the fragrant smell, making her face covered under the veil more and more blurred .

However, it is still vaguely visible. This is an unusually beautiful face, and it seems that it is somewhat familiar, somewhat like the Red Queen's face.

"wonderland."

Kouhaug put his hands on the desk, his expression was indifferent and serious, like a robot that had strayed into the magic world.

"I remember that after the spaceship crashed, Wonderland was cut off from us."

"But there are still some sudden situations that will temporarily open the passage between the two worlds."

Behind the smoke came the foggy voice of that gorgeous woman again.

"Mirrors, oil paintings, tornadoes are all possible."

The alchemist next to him was sitting upright, not daring to look at the Miaoman's body beside him, because although the rose was beautiful, it had thorns.

But even so, he still couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth when he heard this.

Tornado, what the hell is a tornado.

But Kouhaug seemed to have thought of something.

wizard of oz.

The Muggle fairy tale.

Fairy tales are shared by two worlds, whether it is the Muggle world or the wizarding world, and many times, the information that some fairy tales inadvertently reveal may not be as simple as pure random fabrication.

As the Minister of Magic of the United States, Kouhaug certainly knows a lot of secret information.

In addition to Europe, the legend of the three brothers in the story collection of Peter the Poet, there are many similar stories in their native land, do not invite strangers to enter the door, the Mothman, or, the Wizard of Oz.

"I just want to know what's going on."

Kouhaug tapped the invitation letter on the table with his fingers, and got straight to the point.

It's just that Kouhaug is so direct, because the number of such invitations is huge, and its initiators send out invitations almost without any scruples. In just two days, nearly a thousand people from all over the world Received this invitation.

This thing is transformed from a magical creature that looks like a playing card, and its whereabouts are secretive, so few Muggles have doubts about this card so far.

At best, it was thought to be some kind of prank.

Except for a very small number of lucky people who saw the whole process of turning playing cards into cards and needed Aurors to deal with it, generally speaking, the situation is still within the controllable range.

But that wasn't Kouhaug's concern.

What worries him is what happens next.

Because the true function of this invitation letter is already very clear, it is a door key.

Thousands of Muggles disappeared at the same time, or they disappeared in the form of portkeys. Kouhaug felt like his brain would explode at the thought of this.

It's not that he didn't try to collect and destroy these invitations, but new invitations will be sent again soon.

On the contrary, it is easy to exacerbate the emergence of troubles.

"who knows."

The woman's voice came again from behind the smoke.

"But if you need it."

"I'd like to find out for you."

As she spoke, she stood up, and there seemed to be some vague meaning in her voice.

"And the price, you know, you know what I want."

Kouhaug's face remained unchanged.

"Get things straight."

he said.

"As for the reward."

"No."

These words made the woman on the opposite side stiffen for a moment, but she soon softened again.

"Of course, no problem."

she said with a smile.

"It is an honor to serve a handsome and mature gentleman like you."

She smiled lightly, and her jade hands dimmed under the black silk turned the misty smoke into a misty rose, and sent it to Kouhaug, then turned around and left with a clatter of high heels.

And the moment she turned around, the black veil seemed to lift slightly, revealing a face very similar to the Red Queen's older sister, the White Queen.

Before she left, the alchemist also bowed slightly to leave, leaving Kou Haug alone in the office.

After the smoke cleared, he grabbed his top hat from the hanger and put it on his head.

A hundred years ago, the magic world and the Muggle world were almost inseparable, but in the past hundred years, the Muggle world did not know what went wrong, and various strange events broke out frequently. As a last resort, the magic world There is a very secret connection with the upper echelons of the Muggle world.

And now, he thought, it was time to pay a visit to the Muggle Prime Minister.

………………

"Three days."

"It's calm."

"There are no ogres, serial killers, perverted clowns, and farm butchers. Madison and Shire are like a newlywed couple, driving their love nest away forever."

Ciel takes Madison's script from her face.

It is the latest Marvel 714 special issue "Wanda and Vision 3".

Yes, this world also has two companies, Marvel and DC. After all, this is not the superhero universe next door, so there is no need to avoid spoilers.

When he was fishing for law enforcement at a gas station on the road, Madison took two newest comics from the shelf. Of course, Shire paid the bill.

He wasn't the type to blow up a clerk over a box of gum.

"You know this story is about Truman's world, right? The ending of Wanda and Vision is not very happy."

Charles threw the book aside.

Madison, who was lazily nestled in the beanbag sofa, shrugged, saying that he didn't know.

"I'm just bored."

She draws out her tone.

"I feel like I'm going to rot, you can understand that."

"Being blocked in the toilet by bullies, locked the door of the cubicle, poured water from above, and locked up all night, the whole person can grow the kind of decay of mushrooms."

Charles looked at her for a while.

"If I remember correctly, in school, you were supposed to play the role of a bully."

"It does not matter."

Madison shrugged.

"I feel like I can understand the idiots I'm blocking in the toilet and they should be honored."

Charles was silent for a while, and was speechless for Madison's shameless speech. After a long while, he could only say.

"Congratulations, another step on the road to Hollywood."

I don't know if I'm describing her thick skin, or empathizing with other characters.

Madison's red lips chewed on the gum and spit out a big bubble.

"I know you're bored too."

Charles shook his head. He didn't think that Jason's experiment with meat pieces had made great progress. He felt that he was getting closer to special skills.

"So, I found something very interesting this morning."

"Perhaps you will be very interested."

Before Shire can say, I have no more Polyjuice Potion here, and there is no potion that can turn me into two, or turn you into two for a threesome, when rejecting the yellow waste in Madison's head , she suddenly took out a card from her pocket and threw it in front of Charles.

"This is it."

she said.