Chapter 292

However, he was not sure of taking down Erwin.

This teenage boy is really terrifying.

The pressure on him was too heavy.

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

Erwin stood up and opened the door.

His back was to Trevicorn.

It seemed completely undefended.

Trevicorn clenched the wand in his hand, fighting furiously in his mind.

At this time, let's cast a life-killing curse.

He didn't believe Erwin could escape in this situation.

But he always felt that if he used the Death Curse, something terrible would happen.

Just when Trevicon hesitated.

Erwin had already opened the door.

A waiter stood at the door pushing a cart.

"Sir, the black tea and coffee you want, can I bring them in for you?"

Erwin nodded.

Then the waiter walked into the room with a cart.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the idiot director brother lying on the ground.

But he didn't say much, and there wasn't even a look of horror on his face.

Obviously, this person has seen many such scenes.

This also shows how chaotic foreign countries are.

Coffee and black tea are placed on the table, one cup of coffee and two cups of black tea.

It was steaming now.

The waiter bowed to Erwin: "Sir, if you need anything else, you can call your butler!"

Erwin nodded, took out a bill from his pocket with a smile, and handed it to the waiter.

The waiter happily accepted it.

Before leaving, he asked again: "Sir, do you need someone to help you clean up the extra things? The hotel has this service!"

When the waiter said this, he glanced at the idiot on the ground.

It was obvious what the redundant thing the waiter was talking about was!

Erwin smiled and said: "No need, thank you! I will handle it myself!"

The waiter said: "It is my pleasure to serve you, sir!"

After the waiter left.

Erwin sat back on the sofa, picked up the small spoon next to the cup and gently stirred it in the cup.

Then he said: "I always thought that my butler was lying to me. He told me that the taste of coffee has something to do with the water quality and heating method! But I think it only has something to do with the coffee beans. Now it seems, my butler said That's right! The taste is really different. Mr. Trevicorn, don't you want to try this cup of black tea? What's the difference?"

Trevicorn frowned.

If anything, he did have some contempt for Erwin in his mind when he came.

After Erwin took action, he began to pay attention.

Then at this time, he was afraid.

He really couldn't understand what kind of confidence Erwin had to be able to expose all other people's plans and still talk to him about the taste of coffee and black tea. Could it be that Erwin didn't expect that he was already there just now? Have you walked under the scythe of death?

If he had taken action just now, something very bad would have happened.

Erwin put down the coffee cup in his hand and said: "Actually, you really should have tried casting a curse on my back just now. Maybe you could kill me, and then no one would know your plan. ! It's a pity that you didn't seize the opportunity. If you want to kill me now, you have to fight me head-on. So, Mr. Trevicorn, do you want to try?"

At some point, a drop of cold sweat slipped down Trevicorn's forehead.

Sure enough, Erwin knew that he really thought about it.

He did it on purpose, he deliberately sold him the flaw.

His feeling was correct. If he had taken action just now, great terror would have happened!

Erwin looked at Trevicorn leisurely.

Leaning lazily on the sofa.

There were flaws all over his body, but Trevicorn had no idea of ​​daring to take action.

There was a stalemate for a moment.

Trevicorn sighed: "Mr. Cavendi, what exactly do you want to do? What is your purpose?"

Erwin smiled and said: "It seems that you have rejected the temptation to take action against me! As for what I want, let's first talk about the chips I plan to give you!"

Trevicorn wondered: "Chips?"

Erwin nodded: "I adhere to a saying that everyone has his or her own value. The moment the gold galleons ring, all objections will be silenced! As long as your chips are heavy enough, nothing in this world will happen. It can’t be done! And the chips I plan to offer you should be what you care about most, rights!”

Trevicorn was stunned for a moment.

Then he said: "Rights? I don't understand!"

Erwin said: "As the director of the Auror Office, are you really satisfied? Don't you want to continue to climb up? Think about it, what will you be like if you sit in the position of the minister one day?"

Trevicorn's eyes lit up instantly.

Minister of Magic, of course he had thought about it.

He had fantasized countless times about the day he would become Minister of Magic.

But he has no supporters and no background.

Therefore, he is struggling to become the director of the Auror office. If there is no special opportunity, he may sit in the position of deputy director until his age reaches the Auror retirement standard, and then he is cleared out of the Auror office. Luo's team, became a poor civilian staff until the day of his death.

But now, Erwin actually posed such a big bargaining chip.

It's hard for him not to be tempted.

However, Trevicorn has always been a cautious man.

He shook his head: "Mr. Cavendi is joking. I have never had such ambitions. My current position is quite good!"

Erwin smiled and said: "Of course, you can say whatever you want. Cavendi never makes promises easily, but Cavendi's promises will come true! You can consider whether you want to cooperate with me!"

Trevicorn looked thoughtful and was about to continue arguing with Erwin.

Erwin suddenly changed the subject.

"As for the purpose of my coming to Borin, on the one hand, I am here to have fun. After all, I am on vacation! I need to travel. On the other hand, I want to go to Nurmengard! You help me make arrangements, and I will go tomorrow!"

Trevicorn was shocked: "Nurmengard? No, absolutely not. It is a controlled area. You can't go near it unless you get approval from the Ministry of Magic!"

Erwin said: "This has nothing to do with me. I am going to Nurmengard tomorrow. This is my itinerary. I have already told you. If there is any problem, you can find a solution! The so-called approval is just a joke. There are no restrictions on saints entering and exiting Nurmengard. Really? Or do you think I don't have the strength to force my way into Nurmengard? Mr. Trevicorn, please understand who you are talking to. Now, you can leave. I will have an official Muggle car deliver you tomorrow. I'm near Nurmengard, come and take me in! See you tomorrow!"

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