Witcher at Hogwarts

The black gangster holding the steel pipe just now found out that his accomplice was punched to the ground. He cursed angrily and called on his other companions to surround Ethan.

Ethan casually pinched an arm that looked like he was punching a gangster, and twisted it hard, and a crisp sound of bone breaking came out, and the severe pain made him howl miserably.

Ethan frowned, and with a hard shake, the gangster's head hit the wall of the alley and he fainted.

The remaining three gangsters were a little timid when they saw Ethan's neat skills, but the black gangster who was obviously the leader still roared, and the three of them rushed towards Ethan together.

Ethan gently picked up the baseball bat that the first gangster had just dropped on the ground with his toes and kicked it out. The baseball bat hit one of the gangsters directly in the face at a very fast speed.

The baseball bat hit the gangster's nose, causing blood to spurt out. The nose was crooked on one side, and it suddenly looked like a dyeing shop, with red, black, and purple colors all bursting out.

It was like opening a soy sauce shop, the salty, sour, and spicy all flowed out together. He fell to the ground without any suspense, twitched a few times, and didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

At this time, the steel pipe of the leading black gangster came towards Ethan. Ethan was the first to kick the black gangster's knee. After a crisp sound, the black gangster screamed and fell to his knees. He was kicked to pieces by Ethan.

Ethan took out the steel pipe from his hand and hit the black gangster with a stick on the back of the head, knocking the black gangster to the ground and losing consciousness.

The last gangster was frightened by the scene in front of him, watching his accomplices being easily defeated by the man in front of him.

He knew he was in trouble.

He took out his dagger and shook it at Ethan, "I'm warning you, I am Mr. Kingpin's subordinate! If you ruin Mr. Kingpin's affairs, he will not let you go!" The gangster said in a trembling tone. threaten.

Ethan looked at the gangster in front of him with a smile. He had no intention of taking action anymore, because the woman behind him who had just collapsed on the ground had quietly stood up and picked up the baseball bat on the ground.

The woman talked about the baseball bat, and hit the gangster hard on the head with a muffled sound. The gangster looked back in disbelief, then fell to the ground softly and fainted.

After knocking the gangster unconscious, the woman seemed to be drained of all her strength. She threw the baseball bat away like an electric shock, and then slumped to the ground softly.

Ethan noticed that the woman's clothes were a little messy, but not damaged, and she didn't seem to be insulted. Fortunately, Ethan arrived in time.

"Are you injured? Do you need me to call an ambulance for you?" Ethan walked to the woman and asked with concern.

"No, thank you, sir." The woman raised her head and wanted to thank Ethan.

But when she saw Ethan's face, the expression on her face was quickly overtaken by fear.

Ethan was a little confused as to why the woman was like this. Logically speaking, he was not ugly. Then Ethan immediately discovered that his sunglasses had fallen off due to the fight just now.

But now, with his amber cat eyes shining brightly in the dark night, Ethan realized that he might have inadvertently violated the International Wizarding Statute of Secrecy.

Ethan was a little confused about whether he should cast a forgetting spell on the woman in front of him.

Surprisingly, the woman's fearful expression quickly turned into excitement.

"You are a superhero, right? I knew you existed!" The woman excitedly squeezed Ethan's arm.

Ethan was a little helpless at the thick lines of this woman. She had just escaped from the clutches of the gangster, and within a few minutes she actually started to care about whether Ethan was a superhero.

"I'm not a superhero, ma'am, you're wrong." Ethan picked up the glasses on the ground and put them on his face.

"You are it!" The woman stood up excitedly, still holding Ethan's arm tightly, as if she was afraid that Ethan would run away.

"My sister said before that she saw a car flying in the sky. I didn't believe it at that time, but now it seems like there really are superheroes!" the woman said excitedly.

"I almost forgot to introduce! My name is Catherine." Catherine extended her hand to Ethan.

"My name is Ethan." Ethan shook hands with Catherine.

"This is not a good place to talk. Let's get out of here first." Ethan said with a frown.

Catherine looked at the gangster lying on the ground, nodded in agreement, and then left the alley with Ethan.

"Do you need me to call the police for you?" Ethan asked with concern. He had just looked down on Catherine's face in the dark, but now he realized under the street lamp that Catherine looked very delicate under the street lamp.

"It's useless to call the police." Catherine said. "Behind these bastards is Kingpin. They are locked up in the police station and will be released in less than three hours." Catherine sighed.

"Who is Kingpin?" Ethan asked curiously.

"You don't know who Kingpin is?" Catherine glanced at Ethan strangely.

"You're probably not from London. Kingpin is the biggest gang leader in London. He has connections with the London government and police. No one can do anything about him." Catherine said with some helplessness.

"I am a lawyer hired by a company that was bankrupted by Kingpin. That company has some evidence of Kingpin's crimes. That company just handed over the evidence to me. Unexpectedly, I met one by one immediately," he said Catherine is still a little scared here.

It seems that there is no shortage of such things in that world, and Ethan nodded to express his understanding.

"My car is right there, can you take me home? I'm worried that someone is still watching me," Catherine said.

A good man goes to the end, and Ethan agreed to Catherine's request. Catherine's car was a fiery red Jaguar, a classic model from the 1990s.

Ethan got into the car, Catherine turned the key and started the car, and the two quickly disappeared into the streets of London.

Catherine lived in a tall apartment building. Looking at the security team patrolling the door, Ethan knew that as long as Catherine went home, there would probably be no danger.

The fiery red Jaguar parked in the parking lot, and Catherine turned off the engine and pulled out the key.

Catherine glanced at Ethan, as if she was expecting something, but in the end she didn't say anything.

"Then I'm going home." Catherine said looking at Ethan.

"You go, be safe." Ethan said to Catherine.

Catherine turned around, walked a few steps toward the apartment, then suddenly turned back and said, "Ethan, do you want to go up and have a cup of coffee?" In the night, Catherine's face seemed a little red.

Ethan smiled and said, "Well, I happen to be a little thirsty."

Then Catherine took Ethan to her home.

Catherine's house was a bit messy. The bookshelf, floor and table were filled with books related to law, and a few pieces of clothing were randomly thrown on the sofa. The walls are covered with photos of Catherine's travels.

Seeing how messy her home was, Catherine blushed a little and hurriedly picked up a few pieces of underwear and hid them behind her. "Sorry, no outsiders have been in the house for a long time, so it's a bit messy."

Ethan smiled and said he didn't mind.

Then Catherine made Ethan a cup of coffee, and Ethan sat on the sofa and slowly sipped the coffee made by Catherine.

"You sit here first, I have to take a shower." Catherine was all dirty from the previous crisis.

Ethan sat quietly on the sofa, listening to the sound of running water from the bathroom.

After a while, the sound of water stopped, and Catherine, with wet hair and wrapped in a white bath towel, slowly walked up to Ethan.

With Catherine's gentle tug, the bath towel fell off her body - one by one