Chapter 280 Avada in the left hand, RPG in the right hand!

Chapter 280 Avada in the left hand, RPG in the right hand!

As the country with the most guns in the world, the United States directly contributes 40% of the number of civilian-owned guns in the world with 4.4% of the world's population.

Therefore, the proliferation of guns is an absolute chronic disease in the American Muggle world.

In the future, there will even be so-called gun sharing, where you can rent a semi-automatic rifle with just a scan. If you have more than 700 Amazon credit points, you can get a free deposit.

Whether it is free travel, zero yuan purchase, or going to the bank to withdraw money...it is extremely convenient.

But completely contrary to the Muggle world, the Magical Congress of America has extremely strict control over wands, which seems to have gone to the other extreme.

Any wizard who goes to the United States must apply for a wand license. If he has a criminal record, it is impossible to apply successfully.

Back then, when Newt escorted a Thunderbird to New York, his application for a wand permit failed for the simple reason that his file clearly stated... Expelled from Hogwarts.

Newt, who has no license and illegally possesses dangerous magical creatures, met the "warm-hearted" Tina in New York. He never missed, but was captured by Tina...

The double meaning of mental and physical!

It's not just foreign wizards, the control of wands in the American magic circle will start from dolls.

Underage wizards in other countries are forbidden to cast spells outside of school during holidays, but their wands will not be confiscated. At most, the Ministry of Magic uses traces to monitor them.

The United States is even more straightforward, directly asking students to keep their wands at school during the holidays.

Even the little wizard's first wand is not bought in the store by himself, but is distributed when he arrives at the Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Of course, with the abolition of "Rappaport's Law", the rule that wands should stay at school disappeared completely, but comparatively speaking, it was still very strict.

Therefore, in the United States, where it is easier to obtain guns than wands, it is really not a big problem for little wizards to carry guns to protect themselves... It can only be said that the old United States has its own national conditions.

Rove didn't pay much attention either. He played with the small pistol for a while, and planned to listen to Margaery's suggestion and go to the wild with her one day to practice marksmanship.

These days, dual cultivation of magic and marksmanship is the right way. If you want to have abundant martial arts, you need Avada in your left hand and RPG in your right hand. This is the fighting form of modern wizards.

At this time, the pickup had already driven into the famous Broadway and stopped not far from a tall building.

After Rove got out of the car, he looked at the Gothic... Woolworth Building.

The Woolworth Building, built in 1913, has a 30-story main building and a 30-story narrow tower on top of the main building... Before the completion of the Chrysler Building, it was the tallest building in the world.

For wizards, the Woolworth Building is also quite well-known, because the Magic Congress of the United States is also located here.

Rove was about to walk towards the building, but when he turned around, he found that Margery hadn't moved. The girl was just pulling out a white note from her pocket and pinning it to the windshield wiper of the pickup.

"What is this?" the boy asked strangely.

"A No-Maj ticket." Margaret said with a smile, "There is a time limit for parking here. If you park for too long, you will be issued a ticket by the No-Maj traffic police."

"Can it still be like this?" Rove said with a look of surprise, "Isn't there time on the ticket?"

"It's okay, there is magic on the ticket, and it will automatically change the time according to the date." Margaery said triumphantly:

"There is also a confusion spell I cast on it. When they get close, they will think they have posted a ticket."

"..."

"Sister, I'm smart!" Margaery raised her pretty eyebrows, and said, "I'm going to mass-produce it and sell it to other wizards, isn't it very clever?"

Rove really had to squint his eyes and think seriously, he shook his head and said:

"It sounds promising, but there are only a few wizards who use cars, and the potential market is too small."

"You don't have to worry about this, my little Rove."

Margaery put her arms around Rove's shoulders, she gently pinched the boy's tender face, and said with a smile: "I only need two thousand Zhuoguo's start-up capital, you sponsor me some, and earn money for our siblings." ...seventy-three points."

"..."

Unlike the UK, the magic currency used in the US is called the drape... two drape can be exchanged for 1 Galleon.

Two thousand Zhuoguo is one thousand Galleons, which is not a big amount for Luo Fu now, but it is not a small amount of money that can be squandered at will.

Margaery obviously didn't intend to spend time producing that thing, she just proposed a project, and then drew a big cake, empty-handed, trying to cheat investors out of their money!

Whoever believes in her is a troll!

"If you have no money, I won't invest in you!" Rove ruthlessly refused, "I want to report you for evading a fine!"

"What do you know!" Margaret snorted:

"Wizards have an enmity with the Muggle government of the United States, and the Scavengers cooperate with them and have been hunting wizards... Every time I pay a ticket, I may become a bullet for the Muggle army to hit wizards!"

"..." What he said made sense, and Rove was speechless.

The two made their way towards the Woolworth Building, noisily, and there were guards standing at the door, one of them, wearing a cloak-style uniform, looked out of place with Muggles.

After seeing Margaery, the wizard guards opened the door immediately, although they were surprised by her Muggle police uniform.

He knew this witch. After all, she was so beautiful that it was hard to forget.

But it was the first time for him to see a witch and a boy walking together intimately. It seemed that in the Magic Congress, there were going to be many single men who couldn't sleep because of discomfort tonight.

The wizard guard looked at the young man in front of him, and soon found that the two of them had their wrists handcuffed together... Hey, young people these days really know how to play.

Rove and Margaery stepped through the revolving door and walked into the building.

What came into view was not the Woolworth Hall, but... the Hall of the Magical Congress of America.

This is a luxurious rectangular hall with 17 vaulted floor-to-ceiling glass windows on the west wall. The east wall is correspondingly inlaid with 17 large glass mirrors made of 483 lenses.

Standing in the center of the hall, people can appreciate this luxuriously decorated congress hall from different angles through the mirror.

On the vaulted ceiling, there is also a huge oil painting of great artistic value, which describes the establishment of the Magic Council and the original twelve Aurors.

In the center of the hall, there is also a huge turntable on a high place, with many gears and disks, and words are engraved on the disk:

Magic exposure threat level.

The pointer of the turntable points to "slight".

Behind the turntable hangs a huge portrait of a gray-haired old man who seems to be older than Dumbledore, with age spots on his face:

Anderson D Fisher

The current president of the Magic Council.

Anderson D. Fisher is the oldest president in the history of the Magical Congress of America.

In nearly half a century, he ran for the chairmanship three times. He seized this last chance five years ago and was successfully elected as the chairman of the Congress at the age of 95.

However, Anderson, who is now 100 years old, is in very poor health and is suspected to have symptoms of dementia.

Many wizards doubt whether he can survive the last two years of his term.

Owls are flying and circling in the lobby, a group of wizards are queuing up at the front desk, and many staff are receiving them.

Margaery led Rove straight to the elevator, the elevator door opened, and there was a goblin waiter inside.

"Auror's office." Margaery said softly.

"Yes, Miss Kowalski." The goblin poked the elevator button above his head with a long stick with claws.

The elevator rose smoothly and silently to the top floor, and the elevator shaft began to narrow, and the thick pillars contracted into a solid vertical passage.

When the door opened, Rove and Margery walked out, along the aisle, and stopped in front of a door with a brass nameplate on it:

Auror Office!

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(Thanks for the reward from the big guy "Just Love Wailing Water".)

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