greedy.
There is one for each.
But among some people, they will hide this thought.
Just hiding, not disappearing.
Because justice is their mask, greed never appears with the justice of the saint.
So they choose to cover their dirty and greedy hearts with the garb of justice.
Especially the lighthouse.
Even though the whole world knows what those people in this country are like.
But they still need to maintain their upright and great image.
It's like they spare no effort to publicize their contributions.
But he ignored all the people he had hurt.
Contact with the submarine brought bad news.
A submarine carrying offensive weapons disappeared in the Atlantic Ocean.
Previously, submarines had received attack requests.
A group of people gathered together, wearing suits and ties, but they talked about this death lightly.
It seems that this brings them not losses, but countless wealth.
"I think we underestimated something," a man with white hair said, his posture relaxed, as if he had not lost a submarine, "But we have a reason, don't we?"
After hearing his words, everyone present laughed.
Another added: "I need to keep peace in this world."
"And the key that can activate five nuclear bombs was taken away by a group of people who were hiding their heads and tail."
The man pretended to be serious and said, "This is very worrying."
"Yeah," someone else added, "We want to keep it safe, don't we?"
"They were the ones who threatened us first."
"Our negotiations have not yet been resolved."
One by one, they seemed to have been convicted.
After the meeting, the white-haired man
Get out of the meeting room and have a conversation with another person.
“This time it went very smoothly.”
"Yeah, I think we can have the world under our control pretty quickly."
The two came to the door and parted. The white-haired man leaned close to the man's ear and whispered softly.
The man responded in kind, and the two left the meeting.
And Webb, who was imprisoned in that mysterious room, was holding the symbol of the Deathly Hallows in his hand.
"You are right, Muggles are born with malice," Webb said, staring at the glass, "Let this baptism speed up."
“I can’t wait to see that come.”
"Make magic great again."
...
The Wick family.
Watson and Ariana were each holding a large cup of popcorn, and they were watching the movie intently.
Mrs. Wick prepared lunch and looked at the father and daughter over there with concern.
"Ariana, don't snack too much."
Perhaps because of the inherent low resistance to snacks inherent in the Dumbledore family, Ariana likes to eat all kinds of snacks.
This also led Watson, an old father, to often buy various snacks to share at home.
Mrs. Wick finally got Ariana to give up soda, but was ruined again by Watson, an old man.
This made her look at Watson with murderous intent.
Watson felt a little cold on the back of his head, and he struggled not to turn his head.
He was sure that once he turned his head, he would definitely meet those eyes full of murderous intent.
So he held on until the ending theme of that movie appeared.
Just when Watson was about to lose his strength, the roar of the engine outside appeared, making him relieved.
There was a rapid knock on the door, and Watson jumped up from the sofa.
Come.
Then he showed off his acting skills and made his expression look very serious.
Even Mrs. Wick was fooled, and he ran to the door and opened it.
The moment that face appeared, he subconsciously punched it.
...
"Why did you hit me?" The agent drove ahead with a resentful look on his face.
Watson coughed twice to relieve his embarrassment.
Although the other party rescued him from the death stare, he could distinguish between public and private affairs, and he would not forget that this agent once shot at his sofa.
"Mycroft is looking for me?" Watson recovered from his embarrassment.
In order to escape as soon as possible, he might be suppressed by Mrs. Wick, so he didn't listen to what the agent said.
Now that he came to his senses, he looked strange.
"I told you beforehand that I won't eat with men."
Watson looked wary, which made the agent driving the car particularly uncomfortable.
If this man hadn't kept a dragon at home, he would have been deceived by his harmless appearance.
The agent had no choice but to say: "There is something important and I need you to go there."
Even Mycroft said it was an important matter. Could it be that something was going to happen in the UK?
Watson is thinking.
The car had changed color unconsciously, and the picture on the glass also turned black.
Seven places.
Watson opened the door and came out. He could feel that the atmosphere here had become serious.
"Watson!" Mycroft saw him and approached quickly, his tone stern, "What on earth is your son doing?"
"my son?"
"Stop pretending!"
Now Mycroft was not in the mood to play riddles with Watson. He stared at Watson and said seriously: "An American submarine has disappeared, claiming to have been attacked by a mysterious force."
Watson had a question mark on his face, "Then
What does it have to do with my son? "
"Your son, John Wick," Mycroft glanced outside and lowered his voice and said, "He is the person in charge of the wizarding world. This incident is considered a provocation by wizards against us."
"They asked for renegotiation, but those wizards didn't show up at all. Do you know what this means?"
Mycroft said solemnly: "The war is approaching."
"Your son and those wizards, if they can't show enough sincerity, will cause a war."
Watson also understood the seriousness, and he said solemnly: "Is there any visual evidence that can prove that they did it?"
"No, and there is no need to," Mycroft said. "They just need an excuse."
"Then why are you so interested?" Watson looked strange.
Mycroft is not the type to worry about wizards.
Mycroft couldn't tell for a moment whether Watson really didn't know or was just pretending. He took a deep breath and said, "Your son, they have at least five nuclear bombs, and one of them was found in London."
He looked at Watson and said with a headache: "This will plunge the world into chaos."
Watson needs to digest this information.
"You mean, my son has five nuclear bombs in his hand?"
"At least five." Mycroft said. "There is still some doubt as to how many the United States has lost."
After digesting the information, Watson didn't know what to say.
He was even a little desperate.
When will the position of the younger brother in this family change?
"I can't contact your son," Mycroft said deeply, "but if he wants to maintain peace, the best way is to negotiate with the United States."
like
If it weren't for the possibility of spreading to the UK, Mycroft really didn't want to wade into this muddy water.
The situation is very critical now.
The United States has sent a signal to other countries.
If the wizard refuses to negotiate with him, this is a very dangerous sign.
If a war breaks out, Mycroft's plan will have to be advanced.
At this point in time when wizards' abilities are not yet fully understood, the information gap will make them passive.
Now we can only hope that Watson, the underground president, can contact Wick, who can represent the magical world.
Urgent situation.
...
"Why don't you take advantage of this opportunity and rebel against him?"
Magical world.
Some goblins were about to make a move. When Griphook heard the news, he was so frightened that he hurriedly found the goblins.
The greedy fairies originally had a good status in the magical world, but now they are assigned to work in factories to mint coins.
They are goblins, and what they believe in is that the creator is the owner of the item.
He even went to Gryffindor to ask for a sword made by him.
The only one who can compare with them is Xiu Xiu.
Gringotts was once responsible for the exchange of Muggle currency and wizard currency.
Most of the Muggle currency was taken away, but occasionally they would use Muggle currency to conduct transactions with Muggles.
So they got some news, such as the king's arrogant behavior that angered some people.
Although they also looked down on Muggles, they greedily felt that they could become the masters of goblins.
The undercover that Griphook placed next to the workers told him the news.
So Griphook is ready to have a heart-to-heart talk with the goblins who have such thoughts.
The goblins were very unwelcome to his arrival. They were unwilling to admit their weakness, so they would send all the blame to Griphook.
On the body.
And Griphook smiled at them.
The undercover agent walked out of the room.
He was also the only one to leave the room.
Griphook breathed heavily and murmured to himself with red eyes: "They will drag the goblins into hell. I can't let them do this."
The fear of that king penetrated deeply into his body.
No one feared the young king more than he did.
...
