John remembered the time on it and lit the letter on fire.

Speaking of which, John hasn't been home for a while.

It had been two weeks since he left Hogwarts.

He didn't come home, and his family was a little worried.

Thinking of his parents, John's gloomy mood finally became a little brighter.

Leave the matter to Tang Mi to handle, especially the Death Eater bounty mission.

After the Death Eater bounties were posted, some hidden Death Eaters were discovered.

John never thought about killing all the Death Eaters at once. He wanted to make the Death Eaters riddled with holes so that he could better complete the plan.

Everyone in the Death Eaters was in danger, but Lucius had nothing to do with it.

Not only was he fine, but he also continued to win over and strengthen his power among the Death Eaters in this atmosphere.

The two men under him contributed a lot.

One is Lippi, whose pseudonym is Drogon. He has a charming personality that can quickly integrate into the group. He is also a moderate figure among the Death Eaters.

The other is Bieber, a former security guard who wants to do big things.

Lucius didn't react to many things, and Bieber had already taken the opportunity to win over a wave of homeless Death Eaters.

For this reason, Lucius even praised him.

I just don’t know if Bieber will burst into tears if he knows the truth in the future.

His boss is undercover, and his subordinates are also undercover.

He is caught in the middle and is a complete fool.

His outstanding ability to make trouble did not gain much reputation among the Death Eaters because he was a mixed-blood.

Compared to Lucius's natural advantage of pure blood, Bieber could not change even if he was unwilling to do so.

The philosophy of the Death Eaters is pure blood supremacy.

Bieber comforted himself that his efforts would definitely attract the attention of Lord Voldemort.

This refreshed him.

Lucius couldn't help but sigh, "Young people are energetic."

Although he himself is not too old.

John went home.

The day he arrived home, he was held by Mrs. Wick and had a good cry.

John looked at the car parked in front of his house, and then at his father Watson Wick, who had solved the problem.

He asked with a strange look on his face: "So your solution is to become the new boss yourself?"

Watson Wick looked embarrassed, and he didn't know what was going on.

Anyway, anyone who wants to attack him will die miserably without exception.

I don’t know who finally spread the news that the Wick family is cleaning up the underground forces in London.

This confused Watson himself, but others didn't think so.

Those brutal killings almost drove the bosses crazy, and they had no choice but to surrender.

The investors who are the bankers behind the scenes also intend to make Watson the new Wallace family.

Sean Wallace came to the door again and proposed to join forces, but there was a car accident on the way back and he disappeared.

When those people saw it, Watson acted ruthlessly and decisively, eliminating the last threat, Sean Wallace.

So they jointly contributed money and efforts, and were pushed into the position abruptly. He obviously just wanted to be a good person who abides by the law.

John was also speechless.

Chapter 259 Uncle’s Gift and the Basilisk’s Ability

John actually didn't understand why his uncles put his father in this position.

Dad is good at making money. It's okay if you ask him to manage money, but to manage an underground force, that's too much.

In the morning, John holds the newspaper.

He won't move when he sees the picture above. He is still not used to it.

There were only newspapers at Hogwarts, and over time he developed the habit of reading newspapers. He liked reading them more than the TV.

"The situation is getting better over there with Mao Xiong."

Looking at the above reports about another country, they are basically news about people's livelihood.

Now Mao Xiong is at the point of his whereabouts. After the separation, life becomes even more difficult.

Oligopoly is the source of hindering national economic development.

"After the uncles came home, they seemed to be busy."

At Christmas time, the uncles left here.

It was their grandfather who told them to go back, and when they left, they looked grim.

Watson had a grimace on his face and was confused about the tie. He liked red ties, but his current status was not suitable for such a bright color.

Reluctantly, he picked a tie and put it on. He thought of something, slapped his forehead and said, "John, Alexei left a gift for you, and I put it in the basement for you."

"Put it in the basement?"

John was stunned. Everyone in his family knew that the basement was his laboratory and usually would not go in there.

"That thing seems quite dangerous, but I swear, I haven't touched any of the things you put there!" Watson said sternly.

"Didn't touch it?" John silently turned to look at the tabby cat lying on the cabinet.

Watson coughed twice, "That's an exception."

Shrugging, John believed his father for now.

When he was about to go out, Watson stopped. He turned back with a rare seriousness on his face and said, "John, are you okay?"

John was stunned, and Watson continued: "If there is any trouble, I hope you will tell me. Although I am not a wizard, I am your father."

Watson, who had always been calm, suddenly became serious, which made John a little uncomfortable.

He said awkwardly: "I'm fine."

Watson walked up to John, hesitated for a moment, and reached out to touch John's hair.

"You have grown up, but I don't want you to keep everything in your heart."

He could tell that John was not as fine as he said.

But as he said, John has grown up and has his own secrets.

"It's not like there are no worries in school, right? You can talk to me, no matter it's big or trivial." He smiled, rubbed John's head, and turned to leave.

When he opened the door and went out, he waved goodbye to John.

John was silent for a while and reached out to touch his hair.

The warmth on Watson's hand seemed to still remain there.

"Family." The corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Mrs. Wick exclaimed while looking at the recipe and cooking.

John saw that the pot at home was not a frying pan, but a large iron pot that was very kind to the Chinese people.

Flames broke out in the pot, and Mrs. Wick remained calm in the face of danger. She picked up the spatula and stir-fried, using the random cloak stir-frying method in the recipe.

After a year of practice, Mrs. Wick has mastered this skill.

Soon, a plate of delicacies from the canteen, which belongs exclusively to the Celestial Empire, was brought out.

John looked at the plate and fell into silence.

"...Mooncake with fried chili pepper."

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, not expecting that the shadow of his previous life would suddenly attack him.

Seeing Mrs. Wick's expectant eyes, John picked up a piece with a heavy heart.

Too much.

The mooncakes are still made with five kernels.

Finally, John ate the delicious food that Mrs. Wick had worked so hard to prepare.

He went to the basement, opened the basement door and saw his uncle's gift.

It turns out that the gift that my uncle didn't send for Christmas is here.

It was a box, and John suspected it was something indescribable.

His box is very big, similar to a box that contains something that makes a rattling sound.

Without using a crowbar or anything like that, John brushed his fingers over the nail and the nail was pulled out with a force.

When I opened the box, there was nothing there as expected.

Most of the large box was filled with stuffing, and there was only one item.

A sealed reagent bottle.

"What's this?"

John was lost in thought and carefully took out the bottle. He looked at the contents.

It was a mouthful, and there was some black liquid flowing inside, which seemed to be some kind of medicine.

Seeing potions in the muggle world?

John found a piece of paper under the bottle and opened it to look at it.

"If you choose to accept yourself, then drink it."

It was Alexei who left him. For this uncle, John had a different impression of him than the others.

"Accept yourself?" John was lost in thought, what on earth is this?

The Jovonovich family seems to have some secrets, which John has known for a long time.

Even on the furry side, not everyone will go and wrestle a brown bear.

And Jovonovich, even the petite Aunt Lulu, can drive away a crazy female bear with her bare hands.

My grandfather is not as senile as ordinary old people. He gives people the impression that he is just like Dumbledore, although he is old but full of strength.

The difference is that Dumbledore's power is magical power, while my grandfather's power is real physical power.

"Maybe that's why the local government went to my grandfather for help."

The people's livelihood in Mao Xiong is very pessimistic. Uncle Seryozha said last time that a deputy mayor came and my grandfather liked it very much.

They have considerable prestige in the local area. From what Uncle Seryozha said, it seemed that my grandfather intended to help the deputy mayor.

When it comes to politics, if you are not careful, you will end up with no bones left.

The transfer of power is accompanied by bloodshed, whether by wizards or Muggles.

That thing is like poison, as long as it touches it, it will be corroded.

John put the potion away temporarily. He needed to study it, and there were more important things today.

After taking out the magic blood, he also received a reward at the end of the fourth school year.

Several bottles of candidate blood are placed on the table.

Basilisk, there is a high probability that there will be a petrification-enhancing spell or it will have petrification effect.

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