Chapter 137: 137
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Among the chaotic crowd, there are many people like Professor Flivi and Allen running away.
Professor Fuliwei's short stature is very unfavorable at this time, and if he is not careful, he may be knocked down by the panicked crowd. Although Allen was just a child now, he still grasped Professor Flitwick's hand tightly and took advantage of Beverly's better height advantage to quickly evacuate with the flow of people.
Some wizards in uniform black robes hurried past Alan and ran in the opposite direction.
Allen saw at a glance that the wizard in the middle was the president of the American Magic Congress-William Piqueli. His huge picture was hanging in the hall, and Allen was impressed by his sharp eyes like the falcons.
For the US Magic Congress, the first priority is to catch the escaped prisoners and capture the magical animals that are scattered. Blocking the scene is definitely not within their consideration. It is definitely not a good idea to keep so many wizards trapped in the building because of the power between the wizards. Instead, everyone evacuates on their own, which can effectively reduce casualties.
Before leaving the hall, Alan deliberately glanced at the turntable representing the threat level of magic exposure. The pointer of the turntable pointed to a serious: unexplainable severe situation.
Allen, fortunately, left the Woolworth Building and evacuated along Broadway to the distance.
Suddenly, a series of earth-shattering sounds came from behind, and people's screams and howls rang through the space. All the people turned their heads to find the source of the sound. It was the Woolworth Building, the sculpted and towering skyscraper that stood on the street before.
One wall of the building cracked, and the rubble on the ground began to tremble, as if it was hit by an earthquake, then it exploded, detached from the building, and rushed forward in the middle of the street. The action was fierce and hurried-people and vehicles were hit and flew up.
After a while, a group of Auror phantoms moved to the street, waving their magic wands in their hands, imposing forgetting spells and confusion spells on the police and the people coming.
"Oops! We must get out of this land right away!" Professor Flivi wrapped his arms around Allen's arm, phantom shifting.
In a blink of an eye, they came to a long street, both sides were similar brown sandstone dwellings, and one of them had been turned into broken bricks.
Someone shouted, some hurriedly evacuated from the building. A policeman stood in the middle of the crowd and was entangled with the residents who were full of complaints.
"Hey-hey-all quiet! I'm writing to the witness ..." Mr. Police yelled impatiently.
"... I tell you, this is a terrorist attack! Someone must have buried a bomb! I will not take the child back unless it is safe." A woman in bright red pajamas waved her arm and looked excited.
The police shrugged and disagreed with the woman's guess. "Sorry, ma'am-we have not received any information to prove that this is man-made ..."
"It's not a terrorist attack-hey, officer, I saw it!-It's a dragon!" Said a drunk middle-aged man proudly.
Professor Flewi pulled out his wand from his sleeve and pointed at the middle-aged man.
"——The attack is a terrorist attack!" The middle-aged man suddenly changed his tongue. "A farmer transformed a tractor and rammed! I heard that seven cars were crushed!"
People around agreed with him. "Attack ... is an attack!"
Professor Flitwick led Allen around the crowd and walked into a narrow alley behind.
"It is the responsibility of each of our wizards to keep the magic world secret and prevent the magic world from being exposed to Muggles." Professor Flivi saw that Allen did not react to him, so he couldn't help but open his mouth. Say the line you just prepared directly.
Although Allen actually has reservations about hiding the wizarding world, he did not show it at all, "I do n’t know what kind of creature is so destructive?" Compare the magical creatures he knows one by one, but there is no clue, which can cause There are too many creatures so destroyed, such as the bird snake in Allen's pet space.
A blue animal suddenly buzzed over their heads, and Allen suddenly understood why the big roulette of the US Magic Congress pointed to a serious: unexplainable severe situation.
In a short period of time, Allen has encountered three kinds of magical creatures: Motra rats, destructive unknown creatures, and-Billy Wigger.
The little blue insect with helicopter-like wings that just flew past is Billy Weigold! Billy Weigell is an Australian native insect that appeared in New York, most likely escaped from the US Magic Congress.
Billy Wigworm is very agile. Not only Muggles rarely pay attention to it, but wizards also rarely find it unless stung by it.
But for Allen, who is keen on the five senses ~ www.novelhall.com ~ In this remote and quiet alley, the sound of Billy Wigworm flying is very obvious.
"Cobwebs are heavy!" Allen quickly pulled out his wand and pointed a very fine web of cobwebs immediately in front of Billy Weigold. Billyweg couldn't escape it and was wrapped into a cocoon and flew into Ai. Hand.
"What's that?" Professor Flitwick found Alan's movement and asked suspiciously.
"Billy Wig." Allen handed the heavy cocoon to Professor Flitwick.
"Their stings are one of the raw materials for nourishing bee sugar!" Professor Flivi took the insect cocoon and looked carefully.
"It's a good curse." The professor was relieved. "Seeing this, Leonard should be very happy."
"Still you teach well, Professor." Allen blinked, but he was thinking-he will never eat Zizibee candy in the future!
Flitwick nodded happily, and waited for a while before he said to Allen, "It's almost the same, we'll go back to Congress and have a look." Such a long time is enough for the American Aurors to clean up. Endgame!
Indeed, after the hell, a group of high-level Aurors from the Magic Congress gathered to discuss this major emergency.
Among them is Professor Flitwick's old friend-Leonard. At the moment, his face is scarred, and the President of the United States Congress of Magic William Piqueli is present.
"The problems exposed by this incident are very serious, why our Aurors are late, why prisoners who should be executed immediately can escape the day of birth, and why-all illegally-entered creatures that have been placed properly will be released. Go? "President Piccolo glanced at the audience dignifiedly. The senior Aurors who were present all bowed their heads and dared not make eye contact with the Chairman.
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Among the chaotic crowd, there are many people like Professor Flivi and Allen running away.
Professor Fuliwei's short stature is very unfavorable at this time, and if he is not careful, he may be knocked down by the panicked crowd. Although Allen was just a child now, he still grasped Professor Flitwick's hand tightly and took advantage of Beverly's better height advantage to quickly evacuate with the flow of people.
Some wizards in uniform black robes hurried past Alan and ran in the opposite direction.
Allen saw at a glance that the wizard in the middle was the president of the American Magic Congress-William Piqueli. His huge picture was hanging in the hall, and Allen was impressed by his sharp eyes like the falcons.
For the US Magic Congress, the first priority is to catch the escaped prisoners and capture the magical animals that are scattered. Blocking the scene is definitely not within their consideration. It is definitely not a good idea to keep so many wizards trapped in the building because of the power between the wizards. Instead, everyone evacuates on their own, which can effectively reduce casualties.
Before leaving the hall, Alan deliberately glanced at the turntable representing the threat level of magic exposure. The pointer of the turntable pointed to a serious: unexplainable severe situation.
Allen, fortunately, left the Woolworth Building and evacuated along Broadway to the distance.
Suddenly, a series of earth-shattering sounds came from behind, and people's screams and howls rang through the space. All the people turned their heads to find the source of the sound. It was the Woolworth Building, the sculpted and towering skyscraper that stood on the street before.
One wall of the building cracked, and the rubble on the ground began to tremble, as if it was hit by an earthquake, then it exploded, detached from the building, and rushed forward in the middle of the street. The action was fierce and hurried-people and vehicles were hit and flew up.
After a while, a group of Auror phantoms moved to the street, waving their magic wands in their hands, imposing forgetting spells and confusion spells on the police and the people coming.
"Oops! We must get out of this land right away!" Professor Flivi wrapped his arms around Allen's arm, phantom shifting.
In a blink of an eye, they came to a long street, both sides were similar brown sandstone dwellings, and one of them had been turned into broken bricks.
Someone shouted, some hurriedly evacuated from the building. A policeman stood in the middle of the crowd and was entangled with the residents who were full of complaints.
"Hey-hey-all quiet! I'm writing to the witness ..." Mr. Police yelled impatiently.
"... I tell you, this is a terrorist attack! Someone must have buried a bomb! I will not take the child back unless it is safe." A woman in bright red pajamas waved her arm and looked excited.
The police shrugged and disagreed with the woman's guess. "Sorry, ma'am-we have not received any information to prove that this is man-made ..."
"It's not a terrorist attack-hey, officer, I saw it!-It's a dragon!" Said a drunk middle-aged man proudly.
Professor Flewi pulled out his wand from his sleeve and pointed at the middle-aged man.
"——The attack is a terrorist attack!" The middle-aged man suddenly changed his tongue. "A farmer transformed a tractor and rammed! I heard that seven cars were crushed!"
People around agreed with him. "Attack ... is an attack!"
Professor Flitwick led Allen around the crowd and walked into a narrow alley behind.
"It is the responsibility of each of our wizards to keep the magic world secret and prevent the magic world from being exposed to Muggles." Professor Flivi saw that Allen did not react to him, so he couldn't help but open his mouth. Say the line you just prepared directly.
Although Allen actually has reservations about hiding the wizarding world, he did not show it at all, "I do n’t know what kind of creature is so destructive?" Compare the magical creatures he knows one by one, but there is no clue, which can cause There are too many creatures so destroyed, such as the bird snake in Allen's pet space.
A blue animal suddenly buzzed over their heads, and Allen suddenly understood why the big roulette of the US Magic Congress pointed to a serious: unexplainable severe situation.
In a short period of time, Allen has encountered three kinds of magical creatures: Motra rats, destructive unknown creatures, and-Billy Wigger.
The little blue insect with helicopter-like wings that just flew past is Billy Weigold! Billy Weigell is an Australian native insect that appeared in New York, most likely escaped from the US Magic Congress.
Billy Wigworm is very agile. Not only Muggles rarely pay attention to it, but wizards also rarely find it unless stung by it.
But for Allen, who is keen on the five senses ~ www.novelhall.com ~ In this remote and quiet alley, the sound of Billy Wigworm flying is very obvious.
"Cobwebs are heavy!" Allen quickly pulled out his wand and pointed a very fine web of cobwebs immediately in front of Billy Weigold. Billyweg couldn't escape it and was wrapped into a cocoon and flew into Ai. Hand.
"What's that?" Professor Flitwick found Alan's movement and asked suspiciously.
"Billy Wig." Allen handed the heavy cocoon to Professor Flitwick.
"Their stings are one of the raw materials for nourishing bee sugar!" Professor Flivi took the insect cocoon and looked carefully.
"It's a good curse." The professor was relieved. "Seeing this, Leonard should be very happy."
"Still you teach well, Professor." Allen blinked, but he was thinking-he will never eat Zizibee candy in the future!
Flitwick nodded happily, and waited for a while before he said to Allen, "It's almost the same, we'll go back to Congress and have a look." Such a long time is enough for the American Aurors to clean up. Endgame!
Indeed, after the hell, a group of high-level Aurors from the Magic Congress gathered to discuss this major emergency.
Among them is Professor Flitwick's old friend-Leonard. At the moment, his face is scarred, and the President of the United States Congress of Magic William Piqueli is present.
"The problems exposed by this incident are very serious, why our Aurors are late, why prisoners who should be executed immediately can escape the day of birth, and why-all illegally-entered creatures that have been placed properly will be released. Go? "President Piccolo glanced at the audience dignifiedly. The senior Aurors who were present all bowed their heads and dared not make eye contact with the Chairman.
Among the chaotic crowd, there are many people like Professor Flivi and Allen running away.Professor Fuliwei's short stature is very unfavorable at this time, and if he is not careful, he may be knocked down by the panicked crowd. Although Allen was just a child now, he still grasped Professor Flitwick's hand tightly and took advantage of Beverly's better height advantage to quickly evacuate with the flow of people.Some wizards in uniform black robes hurried past Alan and ran in the opposite direction.Allen saw at a glance that the wizard in the middle was the president of the American Magic Congress-William Piqueli. His huge picture was hanging in the hall, and Allen was impressed by his sharp eyes like the falcons.For the US Magic Congress, the first priority is to catch the escaped prisoners and capture the magical animals that are scattered. Blocking the scene is definitely not within their consideration. It is definitely not a good idea to keep so many wizards trapped in the building because of the power between the wizards. Instead, everyone evacuates on their own, which can effectively reduce casualties.Before leaving the hall, Alan deliberately glanced at the turntable representing the threat level of magic exposure. The pointer of the turntable pointed to a serious: unexplainable severe situation.Allen, fortunately, left the Woolworth Building and evacuated along Broadway to the distance.Suddenly, a series of earth-shattering sounds came from behind, and people's screams and howls rang through the space. All the people turned their heads to find the source of the sound. It was the Woolworth Building, the sculpted and towering skyscraper that stood on the street before.One wall of the building cracked, and the rubble on the ground began to tremble, as if it was hit by an earthquake, then it exploded, detached from the building, and rushed forward in the middle of the street. The action was fierce and hurried-people and vehicles were hit and flew up.After a while, a group of Auror phantoms moved to the street, waving their magic wands in their hands, imposing forgetting spells and confusion spells on the police and the people coming."Oops! We must get out of this land right away!" Professor Flivi wrapped his arms around Allen's arm, phantom shifting.In a blink of an eye, they came to a long street, both sides were similar brown sandstone dwellings, and one of them had been turned into broken bricks.Someone shouted, some hurriedly evacuated from the building. A policeman stood in the middle of the crowd and was entangled with the residents who were full of complaints."Hey-hey-all quiet! I'm writing to the witness ..." Mr. Police yelled impatiently."... I tell you, this is a terrorist attack! Someone must have buried a bomb! I will not take the child back unless it is safe." A woman in bright red pajamas waved her arm and looked excited.The police shrugged and disagreed with the woman's guess. "Sorry, ma'am-we have not received any information to prove that this is man-made ...""It's not a terrorist attack-hey, officer, I saw it!-It's a dragon!" Said a drunk middle-aged man proudly.Professor Flewi pulled out his wand from his sleeve and pointed at the middle-aged man."The attack is a terrorist attack!" The middle-aged man suddenly changed his tongue. "A farmer transformed a tractor and rammed! I heard that seven cars were crushed!"People around agreed with him. "Attack ... is an attack!"Professor Flitwick led Allen around the crowd and walked into a narrow alley behind."It is the responsibility of each of our wizards to keep the magic world secret and prevent the magic world from being exposed to Muggles." Professor Flivi saw that Allen did not react to him, so he couldn't help but open his mouth. Say the line you just prepared directly.Although Allen actually has reservations about hiding the wizarding world, he did not show it at all, "I do n't know what kind of creature is so destructive?" Compare the magical creatures he knows one by one, but there is no clue, which can cause There are too many creatures so destroyed, such as the bird snake in Allen's pet space.A blue animal suddenly buzzed over their heads, and Allen suddenly understood why the big roulette of the US Magic Congress pointed to a serious: unexplainable severe situation.In a short period of time, Allen has encountered three kinds of magical creatures: Motra rats, destructive unknown creatures, and-Billy Wigger.The little blue insect with helicopter-like wings that just flew past is Billy Weigold! Billy Weigell is an Australian native insect that appeared in New York, most likely escaped from the US Magic Congress.Billy Wigworm is very agile. Not only Muggles rarely pay attention to it, but wizards also rarely find it unless stung by it.But for Allen, who is keen on the five senses ~ www.novelhall.com ~ In this remote and quiet alley, the sound of Billy Wigworm flying is very obvious."Cobwebs are heavy!" Allen quickly pulled out his wand and pointed a very fine web of cobwebs immediately in front of Billy Weigold. Billyweg couldn't escape it and was wrapped into a cocoon and flew into Ai. Hand."What's that?" Professor Flitwick found Alan's movement and asked suspiciously."Billy Wig." Allen handed the heavy cocoon to Professor Flitwick."Their stings are one of the raw materials for nourishing bee sugar!" Professor Flivi took the insect cocoon and looked carefully."It's a good curse." The professor was relieved. "Seeing this, Leonard should be very happy.""Still you teach well, Professor." Allen blinked, but he was thinking-he will never eat Zizibee candy in the future!Flitwick nodded happily, and waited for a while before he said to Allen, "It's almost the same, we'll go back to Congress and have a look." Such a long time is enough for the American Aurors to clean up. Endgame!Indeed, after the hell, a group of high-level Aurors from the Magic Congress gathered to discuss this major emergency.Among them is Professor Flitwick's old friend-Leonard. At the moment, his face is scarred, and the President of the United States Congress of Magic William Piqueli is present."The problems exposed by this incident are very serious, why our Aurors are late, why prisoners who should be executed immediately can escape the day of birth, and why-all illegally-entered creatures that have been placed properly will be released. Go? "President Piccolo glanced at the audience dignifiedly. The senior Aurors who were present all bowed their heads and dared not make eye contact with the Chairman.
