Witcher at Hogwarts

Catherine's family would not arrive for a few days, so Catherine and Ethan lived a shameless life in the apartment.

Fortunately, Kingpin didn't send anyone to attack Catherine these days.

This made Ethan's life in Catherine's apartment boring, so boring that Ethan even began to teach Catherine Gwent.

Catherine's understanding is very good, and she quickly learned the specific gameplay of Gwent.

The two soon started playing against each other. It seemed that Catherine was very interested in this novel card.

It wasn't until there was a fierce knock on the door outside the room that Ethan and Catherine were brought back to the real world.

"Sit down and I'll go see what's going on." Ethan whispered to Catherine.

Catherine obeyed and hid in the bedroom.

Ethan put a dagger on his lower back and opened the door. There were five men in black trench coats standing outside the door. Two of them were strong men who looked like thugs at first glance. The black suits on their bodies were bulging with muscles.

There were two men who clearly had a big guy hidden in their suits. Even the butts of their guns were openly exposed. Ethan recognized it from the shape of the guns. These two men were using the nickname "Chicago Typewriter". "Thompson submachine gun.

In the middle of the four people, stood a middle-aged man with slightly silver hair on the sideburns. He was wearing a striped black suit and his eyes were staring at Ethan like a hawk, as if he wanted to see through Ethan's soul at a glance.

Ethan noticed that this man’s eyebrows were somewhat similar to Catherine’s.

"Damn it, who are you and why are you here!" A strong man standing next to him couldn't hold himself back at first. He didn't understand why a strange man appeared in Catherine's room.

So he was the first to attack, stretching out his hands to attack Ethan, trying to control Ethan. He had used this move many times, and relying on his physical advantage, he succeeded every time.

Unfortunately, this time he encountered Ethan. Ethan dodged the strong man's attack with a slight dodge, tripped the strong man's body under his feet, and threw himself forward.

Ethan grabbed the strong man's neck and blocked him in front of him as a human shield to prevent others from shooting.

The two men with guns hidden under their suits and coats changed their expressions when they saw this situation. They took out a Thompson submachine gun from their suits and pointed it at Ethan, as if they were about to shoot at the next moment.

"Don't shoot! This is a misunderstanding! This is a misunderstanding!" Catherine shouted and ran out of her room.

"You all put down your guns! These are all our own!" Catherine stood in front of Ethan and kept explaining to the two men with guns.

"Catherine, how long has it been since we last met?" The middle-aged man standing in the middle coughed twice and said to Catherine in a hoarse voice.

Catherine seemed to have noticed this middle-aged man now, and suddenly she lost the arrogant aura she had just shown. "Dad, why are you here too." Catherine muttered.

"We have come all the way to the United States, you have to invite us in for a cup of coffee." After the middle-aged man said this, the atmosphere around him suddenly seemed to relax. The two men pointed their Thompson submachine guns at Ethan's chest. The man also lowered the barrel of his gun.

However, Ethan still held the strong man's neck tightly, leaving only a breathing space for the strong man to smile. The strong man was breathing heavily, as if he was going to faint in the next second. .

Seeing this, Catherine quickly patted Ethan's arm and signaled him to let him go. Looking at Catherine's pleading eyes, Ethan finally let go of the strong man.

While the strong man was holding on to the wall and breathing heavily, Catherine led the others into her house.

"Dad, this is the Ethan I told you about who saved me." Catherine nervously introduced Ethan to her father.

"Ethan, this is my dad, Arnold Falcone." Catherine winked at Ethan, hoping that the two of them could have a good relationship.

But neither of the two people sitting on the sofa spoke first, and the atmosphere fell into suffocating silence.

Catherine couldn't stand the atmosphere and left the scene on the pretext of making coffee.

Arnold Falcone's men stood side by side behind him, waiting for his orders at any time.

Ethan and Arnold Falcone were the only ones left in the living room looking at each other silently.

"You're from that side, right." After a long silence, Arnold Falcone finally spoke.

"That side?" Ethan asked with some confusion. Arnold Falcone's words made him confused.

"The people on the magic side." Arnold Falcone continued.

Ethan took a deep breath. It was obvious that Arnold Falcone already knew something about the magical world.

"Your eyes one by one." Arnold Falcone stretched out two fingers and made a gesture in front of his eyes.

"You people in the magical world will always have something strange," Arnold Falcone said.

"So, what is your purpose of approaching my daughter?" Arnold Falcone asked, and at the same time he took out an M1911 pistol from his arms, turned on the safety and put it on the table, pointing the black muzzle at Ethan. .

"Listen!" Arnold Falcone put his hands on his knees, leaned forward slightly, and stared at Ethan with his black eyes.

"Catherine is my only daughter. No one can hurt her. I swore to her mother that if anyone dares to hurt her, I will never let that person live." A trace of ferocity flashed in Arnold Falcone's eyes. .

"Listen, you crazy magicians, I won't care if you are playing magic tricks in your little world, but if you dare to involve my daughter, I will definitely kill you." Arnold .Falcone punched the table.

"Anyway, it's not like I haven't killed those of you who use magic." A strong man standing behind Arnold Falcone raised the gun in his hand and pointed it directly at Ethan's head.

"You magicians always like to hold a small stick and chant spells. This time is enough for me to shoot you to death ten times." Arnold Falcone said viciously.

"Then you may have made a mistake." Ethan said softly.

His body twisted gently like a cat, dodging the black hole of the gun pointed at him by the strong man. The dagger at his waist was drawn out like lightning, and he quickly dodged the strong man's pistol.

After a jingling sound, Arnold Falcone suddenly discovered that the gun in the strong man's hand had been cut in half. At this time, the parts in the pistol were falling to the ground, making a jingling sound. sound.

Upon seeing this, Arnold Falcone immediately raised the gun he placed on the table and pointed it at Ethan. The atmosphere in the classroom suddenly became tense.

"What's going on? What happened?" Catherine, who was in the kitchen, heard the strange noise coming from the living room and poked her head out curiously.

Seeing the tense atmosphere in the living room, she immediately screamed, "What's wrong? What's wrong? What's going on? Why are they still fighting?" Catherine hurriedly ran to the living room, trying to stop Ethan and Arnold Falcone. human conflict.