Frost Wings

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"In those days, the order of the wizarding world was re-established after a great chaos." Old Potter's voice sounded a little trance through the heat of the tea: "Well, of course, it can't be compared with these things that the company has done. But you know that the entire wizarding world has a small population, and the conflict between pure blood and mixed blood is still fierce, so there is a guy who acts like a terrorist and shouts 'mixed blood go out and eat shit', which makes waves in the wizarding world. It was huge, people who didn't obey them were killed, and my parents were the victims."

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He rubbed the scar on his head: "It was also fate, he wanted to kill me at the time, but my mother gave me a protective spell, and the deadly spell bounced back on him, bringing the wizarding world to the world. For more than ten years of tranquility, a large group of seniors regarded me as the hope of the wizarding world-because the great devil was not dead, they realized that the existence of this spell on me could pose a threat to the great devil. So they used various methods to protect I, train me, and I will stand up and fight when the Great Demon King is reborn."

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"...And then?" Deliana was stunned. The early life of this 100-year-old old man was blurred by the chaos in the wizarding world. After hearing about this old man's past, Deliana realized that this old man was the savior of the world. the same person.

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"Then? Then the Demon King was resurrected, and we found that he had become an irrational madman. The tattered soul remnant was full of destruction and hatred, and he no longer had any reason and wisdom to speak of, even his original followers. They are all mutilated. Of course, such a demon king is easy to deal with. We killed him easily, and then..." Potter shrugged and took out a photo: "We found out that the demon king was turned into this by some guy. ."

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"This?" Deliana took the photo and looked at Zheng Tai's unrestrained demeanor and unique hair and eye color in the photo, a mysterious sense of familiarity made her in a trance: "Who is he? My ancestor?"

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"That's it... Speaking of which, he was still my junior. He sneaked into our wizarding academy, yes, Hogwarts, the one that was just re-enrolled a few years ago." Potter sighed: "No one at that time. You know, this little guy actually plotted Voldemort's dark magic and soul as soon as he entered the school."

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"What is he for?" Delena's expression was weird: "A child this older has such great scheming and tactics?"

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Deliana's eyes widened and she couldn't believe it. Looking at the picture, the little boy died in his early ten years. She worked in the intelligence department and had seen spies who had been trained since childhood, but after all, children are small children. Boy, it takes time for the mind to mature, how much does it cost to turn a ten-year-old into a spy? And in order to steal the research results of the Great Demon King? Surely it's not the Ministry of Magic that has this motive?

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"Power. After thinking about it, only this makes sense. As for scheming and tactics, well, he might have been this age at the time, but he's really different from humans. He's not human at all." Potter shook his head and put the other A picture is placed on the table.

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When Deliana saw this picture, her expression became even more astonished.

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This is a painted gouache painting of a grotesque flying monster. The first time she saw this monster, Delena thought of the dragon she had seen before, but it was different from those fire-breathing monsters covered in spikes. , This dragon's body is crystal clear, and his eyes are very agile, especially those eyes that attract her: "This is..."

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"As you can see, it was first discovered in Romania, and the first thing it did was rob an old professor who studied dragons.

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He used violent means to force the old professor to teach him how to become a human being, showing a very high IQ and a cold and suspicious mentality.

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But one thing is fortunate, this dragon did not eat people, which probably shows that it still has a little kindness to humans, but it is also very limited. Potter said: "Dragonist's judgment, this may be the last ancient dragon in the world, not those beasts that only breathe fire to scare people, but dragons recorded in various myths, probably because they just came out." Shell So was wary of the world, and all his actions, in retrospect, were probably all in pursuit of power. "

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"He pretended to be a child and lived in the house of a female shopkeeper in Wudu. The shopkeeper's only daughter was called Hulda. She was a kind and lovely little girl at the time." Potter looked at Delena, squinted and smiled.

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"Clam? Grandmother Hulda?" Delena's eyes widened, her mouth opened, and she pointed at her nose with an incredible expression: "I, our family are really descendants of dragons?"

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"Maybe, I don't know why, he put his dragon's blood into Hurda's body, she got married and had children when she grew up, because ~ uh... your grandfather's eye color and hair color, and his husband are very unhappy to get along with , In short, a lot of things happened later..." Potter sighed and touched Deliana's little head: "He achieved his goal, left the academy, and disappeared without a trace, um, the Forbidden Forest. The beast was eaten up by him, and the cost of raising an ancient dragon... er, it seems to be a bit high, I often wondered whether he would come back. Now it seems... um..."

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Deliana looked at Bai He, who was swaying and talking freely in the video, and still had a look of dementia: "But they don't look alike."

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"So I'm just suspicious." Potter frowned, watching the video, shaking his head constantly: "But dear Delena, an old man like me, after living a long time, often has an intuition, some similarities do not It can't be described in words, so..." He grabbed Delena's paw: "You must help me, no, help humans do something."

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"Please instruct me." Delena became serious.

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"If he is really him and has something to do with the company, then the situation is too serious. Humans can abandon magic, and they can be hostile to wizards. In the history of human beings, these are not big things, but."

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Potter looked at Delena seriously: "The fate of mankind must not be in the hands of non-human beings."

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Inside the latest underground base of the Bureau of Investigation in the western foot of the Rocky Mountains, Stanley and a row of investigators sat behind a long table with a very weird expression: "Maybe George Lee is a dragon? Maybe someone from the company? This sounds a bit like Joke, like the wizarding world waging war with a rabble and the great United States, sending a video and trying to get us to kill our own people; it sounds ridiculous."

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"But gentlemen, what if this is true?" A tall and thin man with gold-rimmed glasses tapped on the table.

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"That means that George Lee is a very clever liar, able to deceive the Intelligence Service of the Bureau of Investigation that watched him grow up, and not afraid of bombs in his head." A psychoanalyst laughed mockingly.

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"In any case, I mean if, if this dragon really has enough ability, maybe it's technology, maybe it's magic, to deceive our surveillance, deceive our inspection, deceive our backward human beings in every move, What will happen?" said the tall and thin man with glasses.

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"So is it for charity? In order to allow mankind to achieve leapfrog technological development?" Stanley frowned: "This is not logical at all."

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"On the contrary, there is a lot of internal logic, and they want us to fight with the wizarding world!"

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"There is no need to discuss this topic, it has no meaning to discuss." A child suddenly walked in with two bodyguards, and said in a very sophisticated tone: "We have no reason to doubt our human beings for such a low probability. A ray of hope."

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"Who are you?" Several people stood up: "Why are children allowed to break in here?"

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"Oh~ this is Mr. Atari who has just received the mind transplant operation. The transformation device added to the Sage's Stone is perfect. Mr. Atari has obtained 97% of the memory integrity." A white coat Standing up: "After being certified by the Reincarnation Committee, Mr. Atari's mind transplant has been confirmed to be successful and replicable."

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"God!" A group of investigation bureau leaders stared dumbfounded at this little kid who looked no more than four or five years old. A normal child has not yet accumulated sufficient information in his brain at this age, and he cannot even possess normal thinking ability. , but this child's face was calm and indifferent, and a shrewd and sophisticated look was almost written on his face.

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"Reincarnation Council?"

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"It is a department led by the state for this thinking transfer technology, to provide identity certificates for the subordinates of the Civil Affairs Bureau and for those who have undergone surgery." Douding version of Yadali sat in the position that belonged to him: "I'm sorry everyone , Because the osteoporosis of my old body is too serious, so I signed an agreement to join the experimental body sequence, and experienced this epoch-making technology first, and now I feel very good. If the person who provided this technology is a spy, I hope that there are as many spies as possible, each of which will bring huge benefits to human civilization, so why not do it?"

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"But, this, Mr. Atari." The person who asked the question forced an explanation: "Be careful of sugar-coated shells."

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"The enemy will use various tactics to make difficult opponents passive. Diversion tactics are not new, and suspicion is unnecessary." Atari said lightly: "Everyone, the war is still going on, and we are standing with the enemy. It is difficult to reconcile the position, so unless the other side surrenders, we have no reason to waste time holding this kind of meeting here, please go back to your respective posts and continue to work for the future of mankind.”

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"Mr. Atari, are you still thinking about this?" The people in the conference room walked cleanly. Inspector Stanley sorted out the materials for a while, and when he saw the old man who had turned into a child with a thoughtful expression, he carefully probed.

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"Well." The old child nodded.

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"You really doubt him? We grew up watching him." Stanley was surprised.

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"After a rebirth, my views on many things have changed. I used to think that many things were impossible, but now I don't think so." Atari looked at his tender hands: "You think, you can think A company that controls and shifts thinking, and our various monitoring and testing methods, can we really deal with them? I can change from a man in his 90s to this, so what reason do you have to believe that a person who has grown up with his own eyes has grown up from his mother's womb Wouldn't the child who came out of it be an old ghost with bad intentions? Doubt everything should be our instinct.

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After all, this technology was developed by him from beginning to end. If he traces back based on the conjecture that he may be a spy, the matter of the lunar test base may also be related to him. "

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"If you guess like this, the consequences will be terrifying." Stanley's expression changed: "Boss, suspecting everything is an occupational disease in our industry. Without this disease, we really can't do this, but sometimes we need a certain amount of trust."

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"I still have to find an opportunity to rule out the suspicion, and then I can do things with confidence." Atari frowned slightly: "If he is a dangerous spy who can avoid surveillance, avoid implant control, and avoid testing . That means the technical means at our disposal are of no use to him, find an excuse, um, say check the implants, give him a craniotomy, and arrange for a wizard to monitor secretly."

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"Well, what if the wizard can't see through it?" Stanley asked.

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"Then slowly marginalize him, and let more reliable people master it in the process of technology diffusion." Atari said: "It is a very dangerous thing to have this technology in the hands of one person."

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"Chip? Okay, this thing should be checked. Although it doesn't contain iron, I always have the illusion that it might be rusted."

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Seeing George Lee so happily agreeing to the craniotomy, Inspector Stanley and Atari looked at each other, and could not help but begin to doubt whether their decision was correct.

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Seeing Bai He lying calmly on the operating table, Adari winked at the man in black next to him, who took out a magic wand consensually. Atari looked at his actions with some hesitation in his heart.

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Could this George Lee really be a spy? If not, is it cruel to treat him like this?

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No, not cruel.

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Atari quickly denied this naive idea. He was a little surprised how this naive idea appeared in his own soul, who had been immersed in intrigue for nearly a hundred years.

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For the sake of the future of mankind, no amount of caution is too much. Even if this inspection passes, George Lee's power must be divided, and this technology must be treated with more caution.

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He thought so, but there was a sudden change in the operating room. The wizard in charge of checking the memory suddenly turned fierce and fierce. He held his wand upside down, as if he was holding a dagger, and stabbed it fiercely into Bai He's brain.

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The wand twitched heavily in Bai He's mind a few times, and red and white flowed out with a puff. Atari and Inspector Stanley were stunned for a moment.

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