Chapter 297 Michal: Move Around?

"Yes." Another person said respectfully: "The Book of Friends and the recent Flow Mirror were invented by him... I have met him before, and I can confirm that this is him."

If it weren't for the golden crumbs stuck on his palm that slowed down Wade's reaction, he would have revealed his flaws at this moment.

This voice... He just heard it a few days ago!

Will from Aslan Magic Workshop.

So this is the reason why that person came to him?

Not some drug test... but to invade this private party and kidnap the alchemist?

The man who asked before laughed and said, "The friend book is nothing, just a parchment version of a pager. But Liujing is really amazing... The leader attaches great importance to it."

"But the most important thing is the puppet." The counter lady came over and snorted, "Wizards actually treat them as pets, how stupid! This kind of thing can be a war machine if you modify it casually!"

"So we need more alchemists... But the most important thing is Vider Grey."

The man leaned over and took Vider's wand, then propped him up, saying, "But it's really unimaginable! The inventor is such a young child."

"Geniuses are always in short supply. Mozart could play a complete piano piece at the age of 6." His companion said.

"Be careful!" The counter lady suddenly said dissatisfiedly, "Do you know how important his head is? If it is damaged, you can't afford to pay for it even if you take your head off."

"Got it."

The man muttered and simply picked up Vider, and even deliberately protected his head to prevent it from hitting the wall.

When approaching, Wade found that these people were all wearing tights similar to diving suits, gloves on their hands, and masks on their heads. There seemed to be a breathing device inside the mask.

He had a vague understanding - these guys themselves did not dare to touch the golden debris directly.

This person carried him into the narrow passage behind the portrait, and the light immediately became very dim. Wade quietly wiped off the debris on his hands and squinted his eyes to look around.

The passage was damp and cold, the ground was rugged and uneven, and there were traces of excavation on the walls. There was only a very dim small light every ten meters.

These people seemed to have good eyesight and could move forward steadily in such light.

Professor Murray was not far behind him. He was also dragged by his arms, and his feet stumbled on the ground. Fortunately, the kidnapper also cared about his head and did not let him touch any hard objects.

Wade temporarily put his mind at ease and closed his eyes to pretend to be unconscious.

The power of that kind of debris was strange and powerful. There was nothing special at the beginning, but the effect seemed to increase gradually with the passage of time.

Even though Wade had rubbed off all the debris, he hadn't recovered yet. He felt that his blood flow seemed to slow down.

After a while, one end of the passage became very bright. The man stopped for a while, and after his eyes adjusted, he took Wade out.

"Huh?" The person who met him said in surprise: "This is..."

"Yes, it's him."

"Did you really get it?" The contact said: "I heard that he was under the wings of Dumbledore. The leader had never had any hope. I didn't expect that he could really be caught this time..."

"And our people haven't been injured or killed." Will, who came out of the passage, smiled and said: "This thing is too powerful! With this thing, what else do wizards have to fear?"

"Don't be careless, this is still Britain." The contact reminded: "Hurry up, we have to take everyone away before Dumbledore and the Ministry of Magic react."

Wade felt that he was stuffed into a car, with another person next to him.

"Don't we need to tie them up?" someone said worriedly, "The methods of wizards are all strange and unpredictable. There is no spell on this car that prohibits apparition."

"No, as long as the gold powder is still on them, they will not wake up... If they wake up, handcuffs and ropes may be useless. Just take away the wands, and get going quickly!"

A group of people moved quickly, stuffed the remaining few people into the car, and then locked the door.

After a while, Wade felt his body shake, and the vehicle was started.

He quietly opened one eye and looked around.

This is a box truck, and there is a layer of stinking mat on the ground. The alchemists lay side by side on the mat, as if they were a group of corpses ready for burial.

There was no one else in the truck. Maybe those guys were afraid of the gold powder, but they were very confident in its power, so they didn't get in.

This made it convenient for Wade.

He reached into his trouser pocket and pulled out a small pencil case. The trouser pocket itself also had a traceless extension spell. Although the space was not very large, it was still more than enough to put a pencil case in.

The pencil case fell to the ground, shook for a moment, and then quickly expanded and became a wardrobe.

The top of the truck was high enough for it to stretch.

Then Wade took out the spare wand and waved it lightly, and the alchemists on the ground floated into the wardrobe space.

He hesitated for a moment and did not immediately remove the gold powder on everyone. He just rolled down the gold powder on Professor Murray with a small whirlwind and put it in a crystal bottle.

Based on Wade's own experience, he knew that it would take some time for Professor Murray to wake up.

The puppets in the closet space all came over and surrounded Wade affectionately, and some curiously fiddled with the person lying on the grass.

Then, a kitten that was jumping on Orlando suddenly froze and fell down.

The other puppets were immediately startled and moved away from the crowd on the ground. At the same time, they looked at Wade with accusing eyes, silently blaming him for bringing the dangerous "guy" in.

The movement here startled the firebird Mihael, who flew over and tilted his head curiously to look at the scene.

A flying gold powder fell on it, but it was not burned, but seemed to add a little embellishment to it.

Wade's eyes changed slightly.

He pinched a small grain with his fingertips and muttered to himself: "Even the fierce fire can't burn... What on earth is this?"

Mihael approached puzzledly, then suddenly opened his mouth and raised his head to yawn.

Wade waved his wand to remove the gold dust on it, smiled and said, "Mikhail, are you bored here?"

Mikhail looked at him and chirped softly.

"We'll go out and move around later." Wade said, "And our enthusiastic children may also need a larger space to move around."

He turned his eyes slightly and saw several eight-eyed giant spiders that had been locked up for a long time and were killing each other.