Chapter 1401 ?
Walking along the ancient light yellow bricks and stones around the ruins of the Knossos Palace, the hot and dazzling seaside sunshine shone on the bodies of Jessica and her brother, making their anxious hearts even more anxious.
"Ian, have you been cast with the Imperius Curse? How old are you, and you are so immature, and you are not the Magic Council, what's the use of saying that, and what can be redeemed." Jessica recounted angrily, almost wanting to I want to jump, "Ask Allen to let him go? Don't say that he didn't do it, can he promise you if he really did it?"
"Jessica, you are my sister, not his lovers!" Ian's voice was a little annoyed, and then he asked with a little trepidation, "Do you also think that we are more responsible for this incident? I think it's me Killed so many Muggles?"
"Of course not, and I don't think so because you are my younger brother." Jessica said firmly, and then she stroked her hair, "I saw a lot of classics at Hogwarts University, and magic wants to develop , there must be some things that are not so bright, you should know that you have studied No-Maj studies, just like in No-Maj schools, there is also the habit of experimenting with animals and even living people."
"You were brainwashed by Hogwarts, Jessica." Ian's body suddenly leaned back, away from Jessica, "Do you think it is right to take the lives of those criminals for the advancement of magic?"
"Ian, but you have to understand, as Uncle Leonard said, sometimes things are not black and white, right or wrong, just like this sunny weather, there are shadows... We have to admit, it's more comfortable to hide in the shadows now." Jessica leaned her body on the staff she couldn't actually handle and used it as a crutch, "I think it's better than sending them straight into Congress That terrible pool directly killed Xingqiang."
Ian looked at Jessica up and down, "Look at your current attire, although you have only been here for a few days, you look like a university student in the first school in the wizarding world in Hogwarts Floating City " His tone was mocking, "Knowledge makes you forget your freedom? I heard that your principal is still that Grindelwald?"
Jessica looked at her younger brother in surprise, then stomped her feet resentfully and said back: "Ian, at least Mr. Grindelwald is sticking to the position of principal, not like you, as an Auror, still working part-time after get off work. The looters even ran to attack other people's companies!"
After finishing speaking, Jessica turned around and left, "University studies are too heavy, I won't come to watch your game live, you will definitely not win anyway!" But after walking a few steps, she seemed to feel that what she said was too harsh, she turned her head and refused With the heart to add a cruel sentence, "I will watch your live broadcast in the dormitory at most."
Seeing the finally reunited sister leave angrily, Ian stared blankly. He wanted to ask to stay, but his throat seemed to be blocked and he couldn't speak.
With a bang, a brick on the oblique right side was blown to pieces by Ian, and he turned and walked away in the opposite direction. He wandered aimlessly on the island of Crete, and various floating ships in the sky and the shadows of flying cars cast on the ground from time to time,
Some tourists fly directly in the sky on broomsticks, overlooking the scenery of Crete from a high altitude. These products with a strong imprint of the floating city seem to confirm the power of the city in the sky not far from the sea level, just like his consciousness The gap opened by Allen is average.
After coming here for a long time, Ian was frustrated and found himself going back to the venue of the duel competition. Re-observing the environment here made him feel better, because he found that the local residents of Greece, although they bought There are a large number of airships, but the local area still retains some means of transportation with its own national style and is being used side by side—such as a cargo ship pulled by a horse-shaped sea monster by the sea, and a gray-white one pulled by three Thestrals by the construction site. The carriage, as well as the large flying carpet with a strong Greek style, flew low and shuttled in the sky...
This made Ian feel that the Greeks can maintain their own country’s magical world style while accepting the invasion of a large number of foreign cultural products. This is a very commendable thing-development is necessary, but you should maintain yourself The characteristics of civilization should still be maintained.
This also made Ian feel in the mood to notice the vitality of this magical country with an ancient history. The Greek wizards were shuttling inside and outside the duel arena. Although they seemed slow and careless, they still arranged the venue in their own order.
The sound of casting spells, the shouting of materials being transported, and the roar of various spells taking effect were mixed together. With the large number of staff and players who came to visit in various costumes, it seemed quite lively.
"But it's no wonder that the construction period is so slow and procrastinated. These Greeks work... they are as lazy as the legends." Ian calmed down a lot, but couldn't help but began to mock the Greeks.
Strictly speaking, these Greek wizards are not slow-moving. Sitting on a chair, casting magic for the area in front of them and nibbling a few olives from time to time is considered hard work. Lazy - Ian also didn't see that they were doing the policing work they were supposed to be doing.
Only the ordinary Greek wizards who were cruelly unloading goods near the basement of the duel venue shuttled diligently, but there was no logic or reason to speak of.
One of them, a thin and haggard middle-aged short wizard, waved a wand with a gloved hand and directed the unloading of large boxes of goods from the carriage, while under the pale carriage, an older man in black toga with white trim and boots The bald old wizard was doing heavier work. He commanded the huge wooden barrels and used the levitation spell to send them into the basement storage room of the venue...
"Middle-aged people do light work, old people do heavy work...the folk customs here don't look very good." Ian snorted, "It seems that the pension system in Greece is not as good as ours in the United States."
Suddenly, Ian turned his head alertly.
As an Auror, he keenly sensed that someone was quickly approaching him from behind, but he saw a witch wearing a wide-brimmed sun hat trying to stuff a bag of things into his hand.
Seeing the target, the witch noticed that she had raised her vigilance, so she said in a hoarse voice, "Mr. Knox, someone gave it to you. You can understand it after reading it."
Before Ian could speak, she tossed the small paper bag in Ian's arms, and then turned around. Out of professional habits, Ian didn't foolishly pick it up with his hands, he quickly pulled out his wand Let the thing hang in the air, and then look up to see that the woman's figure has quickly moved away, mixed with the crowd, and quickly disappeared without a trace.
Only then did Ian take his gaze back, he controlled the mass and placed it on a grassy field with no people within a certain range around it, and then began to use his wand to cast a spell detection.
After carefully confirming that there was no danger, Ian was a little puzzled and carelessly controlled his wand to open the wrapping paper, but his hands were shaking when he saw the contents of the paper—a horned snake necklace was held on the wrapping paper , he recognized at a glance that it was exactly the same as the Portkey that Graves had used for them before.