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Chapter 65 23.The Wizard's Warning


The next afternoon, Merlin with an ugly cat in his arms, finally found an extremely old-looking pub on the outskirts of this remote town.A dirty iron sign hung outside the room, and on top of it was a galloping horse jumping.This is where Merlin's fate will be decided.But just as Merlin was about to push open the door of the bar, he was stopped by the old man sitting at the door of the bar, smoking a pipe leisurely.The gray-haired old man glanced at Merlin with confused eyes, coughed a few times, and said to Merlin, "Outsiders are not welcome here. ”"I have an appointment with someone."

Merlin whispered, and the old man asked, "Who?"

”"Mr.

Arthur.""

Which Arthur?"

The old man was a little impatient, and Merlin ignored the impatience in the old man's words, and he replied, "Arthur.

Mr.

Weasley. ”"Oh?"

At the name, the old man let out a puff of smoke, and he looked Merlin up and down with a suspicious gaze, and after a few seconds, the old man snorted and withdrew the arm that was holding Merlin in his way."

I don't know where you heard the name, but you'd better not lie to me," he warned.The Weasleys, though destitute and destitute, had a crush on Muggles, but they also inherited the rules of the pure-bloods, and for those who dared to deceive them...

Hehe. ”Merlin ignored the old janitor, he hugged Crookshan, pushed the door open and walked into the bar.This was not the time the bar was open, so the decoration was very old, and in the small bar, where the walls were dotted with deer's heads, there was not a single customer except for a black bartender.Merlin sat at the bar, and he said to the bartender in front of him, "Have a drink, whatever you want." ”The bartender glanced at Merlin, and a moment later he brought him a small glass of wine.He put the sparkling amber wine in front of Merlin's eyes, then crossed his arms and said, "4 years of wolf poison wine, which costs 1 gold Galleon and 7 silver sico, this gentleman, how do you pay the bill?"

”"UhhhhIn New York, he had heard from the unreliable third-rate wizard Constantine that wizards in the wizarding world used a different currency, which circulated only among wizards, and Merlin did not have this currency at all.And Merlin remembered that Konstantin said that the exchange rate of the golden galleon and the pound sterling.1 gold galleon is equal to 5 pounds, or 7 dollars.Merlin looked at the glass in front of him, which was too small to be smaller, and the liquor that was only two-thirds of the glass, and he knew...

I was pitted myself."

Do you accept cash here?"

Merlin opened his wallet and looked at the bartender, who smiled indifferently: "No!"

”Seeing the sneer on the bartender's face, Merlin knew that the guy in front of him was deliberately looking for trouble, maybe he was bullying someone else's firstborn and had never seen the world.But Merlin didn't need to be afraid of him at all, in the dark perception, he could clearly perceive that the magic aura on the bartender in front of him was extremely weak, even inferior to the old man at the door.In other words, this guy is simply posturing!

Merlin's face turned cold, and he took something out of his coat and slapped it on the bar."

What about this?

Do you accept it?

”It was boxy, cold and deadly in the light, it was...

A large-caliber pistol, loaded with bullets, and loaded.It may not be able to deal with a formal wizard, but with just one bullet, it can send the real "squib" in front of you to the sky.The black bartender obviously knew what Merlin was holding, and he subconsciously took a step back, only to see the disdainful smile on Merlin's face.At this time, he knew that he was exposed.This annoyed the bartender, but just as he was about to make Merlin difficult again, a deep voice came from the doorway."

That glass should be worth $5, alright, Mr.

Merlin, don't embarrass Git.He's just a little guy who likes to play pranks, just let him go. ”The appearance of this voice made the bartender, who was about to make trouble, immediately become submissive, and even a little flattering, and he said to the visitor: "Good day, Mr.

Arthur, do you still have a glass of 'Three-Headed Dog Hair' according to your custom?"

”"Well, have a drink."

The man gave the order and sat down in the chair beside Merlin.He looked to be in his 40s, with blonde hair, and he looked like he had just taken care of it.He was tall, about 1.85, wearing a black trench coat, a slightly old gentleman's shirt, a purple tie, and a slightly shabby handbag.This man has bright eyes, a large nose, a wide forehead, and looks like he is in the prime of life, and has a gentle temperament.He seemed to be easy to deal with, his voice was magnetic, and always soft, as if he was afraid of disturbing something."

You're Mr.

Arthur?

Lord Ron's father?

”Merlin looked at the man beside him, who nodded, but his attention was all on the silver pistol Merlin had in hand."

The technology of steel, the reuse of gunpowder."

The man looked at the cold pistol, and he said with great interest, "In the Muggle world, there are always such interesting things, they are really smart...

But it is dangerous, especially for young wizards with weak experience and strength, a pistol, can cause a disaster. ”"Can you give it to me?

Mr.

Merlin, I'm quite interested in these things, and maybe by studying this dangerous thing, I can come up with a way to keep the little wizards out of danger. ”"Of course."

Merlin stretched out his finger and pushed his gun in front of Mr.

Arthur, who was a little clumsy but enthusiastically picked up the thing, and under Merlin's teaching, it took the man who seemed to have never touched a firearm to know how to use it in less than 2 minutes.He withdrew from the magazine, and with a flick of his finger, brass-colored bullets popped out of the magazine.In a levitating way, hovering in front of Arthur's eyes.Then there was the entire gun, which was quickly disassembled under the control of the invisible hand."

Whimsy!"

Arthur sighed, stroking the parts with his fingers, but after a moment, he looked with some embarrassment at the pistol that had been put back together in his hand, but could no longer be activated.He must have misplaced one or two parts.Merlin smiled, and he took the pistol, disassembling it in a dizzying way, and in a matter of seconds, reassembling it.Then he handed it to Arthur, who said, "Maybe you need a textbook that explains the principles of firearms and gunpowder." ”"Really?

Is there such a special teaching material in the Muggle world?

”Mr.

Arthur put the pistol back in his handbag, took his wine, and chatted with Merlin.The wizarding gentleman was very talkative, from gunpowder to elevators, cars to airplanes, engines to ships, and he was interested in almost everything he called the "Muggle world".This also made Merlin a little puzzled, and he asked, "Mr.

Arthur, you can find all this knowledge you want to know in any library."

There's no reason why a skilled wizard like you can't find these books?

”"I know they're in the library, but I can't get them, Mr.

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Merlin."

Arthur drank a glass of wine with some regret, and he said to Merlin: "I work for the Ministry of Magic, a department called the Department for the Prohibition of Muggle Supplies, and I wrote the Muggle Protection Act with the encouragement of some enlightened wizards, but unfortunately, wizards have a hard time dispelling the stereotype of Muggles.My daily job is to forbid my fellow citizens from overusing what you have produced, lest civilizations from the outside world disrupt the traditions of the wizarding world. ”"There are billions of people in the Muggle world, but there are less than 3 million wizards in the world, even with the Squibs...

This means that once the window of communication between the two sides is opened, the traditions that wizards have held on to for thousands of years may be completely wiped out in less than 10 years. ”Arthur shrugged his shoulders and said to Merlin, "So, some of our persistence may seem a little closed to you, but it is necessary for the transmission of magic. ”"Oh...

Is that so?

”Merlin nodded knowingly, he wanted to know more about the wizard.But Mr.

Arthur took a quaint pocket watch from his bosom, looked at the time, then coughed lightly and put down the wine glass in his hand.His expression turned serious, and he looked at Merlin, "Alright, it's fun time, Mr.

Merlin." ”"I heard Hermione say, you're a Squib from North America?

Want some magic teaching from me?

”"Well, yes."

Merlin struggled to look sincere, and said with a sad look in his eyes, "My parents are...""

No!"

Before he could begin his lie of fabrication, he was interrupted by Arthur, who looked at Merlin and said calmly, "You're not!"

”Merlin's expression froze instantly.He heard Arthur say slowly, "Children are always simple-minded, and they know some legends about Squibs, and they think they can take advantage of them.But they overlooked the fact that I had worked in the Ministry of Magic for over 30 years, and I had seen more Squibs than they had ever read in any book. ”Arthur looked at Merlin and said, "You are not a Squib, Mr.

Merlin, the gap between you and Squib is so big that I could easily tell if I were blind." ”He pointed to the bartender Kitt who was busy on the other side, and said to Merlin, "That's what a Squib should be, a Muggle with a clever tongue and a wizard in awe."

But I don't see a hint of humility or flattery in your eyes, you should also be a decent person with status in the Muggle world, maybe a public official, Merlin...

Am I guessing right?

”"The wizard's observation is really sharp."

Merlin let out a sigh of relief, he looked at Arthur calmly, took out his ID from his arms, and said to Arthur: "You guessed right, Mr.

Arthur, I am indeed not a Squib, I am a government official, in charge of security, believe me, if I had a choice, I would not want to have anything to do with magic."

So far, all it has brought me is pain. ”"Well, let's talk about it."

Arthur patted his handbag, and he said to Merlin, "What you need, it's here."

But you'll have to tell me about your past so I can judge if I should help you.Merlin, like the gun you gave me, these materials are not worth mentioning, but I also don't want them to be spread in the Muggle world.It's my job to protect these ancient secrets...""

Besides, Merlin, I need to warn you in advance."

Mr.

Arthur's expression became slightly dangerous, he looked directly into Merlin's eyes, and said, "You have a close relationship with Miss Hermione, I don't know how you became her friend at the moment, but as an official wizard, it is my duty to protect the little wizard.I hope you can handle your relationship with Hermione properly, I am not asking you to leave her side, but I am asking you not to approach her with evil intentions, let alone take advantage of her!

”"If she or her friends are hurt by you, then the cage of Azkaban or Nyumengard is the end of the rest of your life.""

Can you do it?"

In the face of Arthur's very unceremonious questioning, Merlin said, "I can do it!"

”"My duty is also to protect innocent people and fight against the evil that is hidden.My reunion with Hermione was just an accident, but I want to thank it for bringing me to life...

I can swear if you need to.You wizards should have this kind of magic to bind oaths, right?

”Merlin's question, which made Mr.

Arthur hesitate slightly, coughed lightly, and said, "Yes, indeed."

But I'm not going to allow you and Hermione to restrain each other in that way...""

Merlin, after you accept this set of teaching materials, you will be put on the watch list of the British Ministry of Magic, if you use magic to do evil on British soil, then unfortunately, all the Aurors in the whole of Britain will try their best to hunt you down.""

And what if it's in North America?"

Merlin asked, and Arthur smiled, saying, "That's the Magical Congress of America...

Listen to me, our counterparts in North America are a little more rude and ruthless than our way of doing things.So no matter where you are, you'd better be able to restrain yourself. ”"Alright, now, tell me your story."

Mr.

Arthur leaned against the bar, he looked at Merlin, and he said, "Use a true story, convince me, don't try to lie, I'm a formal wizard, and I have many ways to judge the truth of what you say." ”"Now...""

Let's get started, I'm listening

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