Chapter 1609

"I don't understand what you're talking about." Mrs. Figge hugged the cat in her arms, as if she had been frightened and unable to respond. She looked at the chain on the door. "Get out, you rascal, or I'll scream. The neighbors will come and let the police officer put you in a small cell."

The young one eyed man held his arm and did not further harm her. He just looked around with interest, as if observing the furnishings in the room, such as the curtains with the lace that had fallen off.

"You yell, even if you call a broken throat... No, that's not appropriate. It should be said that if you don't mind if your neighbors know Harry Potter's identity, you can shout out loud."

"I..." the old man's face was white. She didn't say anything, but the rapid narrowing of her pupils represented her mood.

The young man crossed with her, went into the living room, sat down on the old, dirty sofa, and even grabbed the sleeping cat "Xueer", and rolled his big hand on its white fur.

The cat who wakes up from her dream wants to run away. It seems that there is something terrible in the visitor's body. But when the other party turns over his hand and provides a small box of cat mint, Cher immediately defectes to the enemy.

Cats are such a fickle creature, very similar to people.

"You don't have to say anything, I understand that the blatant heart mantra, the secret is in Dumbledore's soul." The young man happily watched the cat rolling and writhing in his arms, smiling: "I know a lot more than you can imagine. And this is enough to prove that I am not malicious, otherwise you can not afford to expose these secrets. "

"You..." Mrs. Figg closed the door and frowned at the uninvited guest on the living room sofa, but she was interrupted as soon as she spoke.

The young man looked at her as if he was looking forward to welcoming black tea. Without any discomfort, he replied, "I said, I just want to discuss a condition with Dumbledore. Although you have no casting ability, I think members of the order of Phoenix still have a way to contact your leader?"

The old woman hugged the cat in her arms. What she said was true. She knew not only that she was a squib, but also her duty to look after Harry Potter and the order of the Phoenix.

This is not news that ordinary people in the magic world can know.

In any case, if the other side stays here, Dumbledore will have to deal with it. After all, it's too close to Harry Potter here that the boy who survived the disaster should not lose.

"I need to make a phone call, a Muggle communication prop." She pointed to the corner of the living room, where there was an old telephone with a slightly faded black color.

Su Ming nodded with a smile. He made a gesture of invitation with his backhand, just like a real English gentleman:

"please, this is your home after all. I guess you want to call the shack and ask Mrs. Weasley to go to Hogwarts to tell Dumbledore. Good idea. Please give her my regards. By the way, my name is Slade Wilson, code named death knell, the supreme mage from America. "

Mrs. Figge was numb, the other party seemed to know everything, and her own plans were completely seen through, and the man's danger level had broken through the sky.

But although late, but at least know the other party's name, right?

I hope Dumbledore will find a way to do it...

......

Su Ming, who is waiting for the cat, doesn't like this house because it smells of cat urine everywhere. It's not so much a human's home as an animal park. It's a typical British style. The small people here can always make the garden house a slum.

The current location is the LEGO multiverse. In fact, this is a pluralism he wanted to explore for a long time, because it is very active.

Countless different worlds are like small balls scattered in the invisible space. Most of the time, they are still. But this little ball is sometimes close to marvel, sometimes to DC, and many other worlds are almost connected to it.

But it is still independent, just like the intersection of many universes.

Whether it's to gain some benefits or plan for the future, it's necessary to explore here.

After entering LEGO pluralism, he actually chose several parallel universes, such as the LEGO version of the original couplet. Unfortunately, it mainly tells the story of Batman and the clown's "friendship", and there is nothing to scratch.

The same is true of LEGO's version of the reconnection world. The power level is too low, far inferior to our own 40K universe.

There are LEGO Star Wars. There are legitimate ones to choose from, and the pass here is lost.

What other mirage ninja, Jurassic Park and other interactive world, is not in the mood to see.

Finally, Su Ming found the LEGO Harry Potter World.

At first, it was worried about whether the characters in it would be yellow faced villains, the ground was full of round pimples, and the whole world was pixel windAs a result, after I came in, I found that there was no difference between the universe and other universes. I was still human, and everything was very real. I was relieved.

If you think about it carefully, you should be right. Otherwise, every cartoon universe you entered before would be a paperman.

Did you enter a universe to manifest or ascend? Is this idea too idealistic? Well, as for why this is the case, write it down first, and maybe there will be an answer one day.

Looking back, I saw an old man with a white beard coming out of the fireplace with half moon eyes, a high pointed hat and a gentle smile on his face.

"Ms. Figg, your Floo Network really needs to be fixed. Did you report it to the Ministry of magic?"

As soon as he got out, he complained about the network problems with his old but funny voice, as if he had returned to his own home.

Mrs. Figg was speechless. As a squib, she couldn't make use of the Floo Network. You can see why no one came to repair it? What about the report? The bureaucrats should not have seen it.

Seeing her expression of "three years later, three years, ten years old, boss", Dumbledore recalled and smoothed his beard with a smile:

"well, it seems that my posture of drilling into the fireplace is not correct. I will tell fudge in person when I have time. Hehe, could you please make a pot of tea for me and the guests from afar? Add more honey. "

"You should eat less sweets, master. What Muggles call diabetes is for you." Mrs. Figg complained, but went to the kitchen, and soon came the sound of the kettle pouring.

Dumbledore, as if he had not heard of it, took out a few pieces of cockroach candy from his inner pocket of his robe. He went to Su Ming and looked at him with interest. But there was nothing special about the death knell in his suit.

"Guest, would you like to eat it?"

"No, thank you." Su Ming has no interest in living cockroaches that can crawl.

The old man scratched his head regretfully and turned to sit on the sofa opposite Su Ming: "I really can't enjoy the fun of candy. OK, young man, I heard you're looking for me?"

Su Ming let go of the white cat in his arms, but he didn't want to leave and rubbed his ankle under the sofa.

Turning it aside a little, the knell nodded to the old Mage: "I'm here to discuss the conditions."

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