svetikya Chapter 96 Julia and the Cat Who Did a Backflip
Chapter 96 Julia and the Cat Who Did a Backflip
Chapter 96 Julia and the Cat Who Did a Backflip
After venting his anger, Benjamin Wilkinson said, "Why haven't you sent anyone yet? Am I supposed to go myself?"
"Yes, yes, I'll arrange it right away." The messenger hurriedly left the Minister of Security's office to gather manpower.
"Wait a moment!"
"Minister, is there anything else you require?"
"You must bring one of the Auros who handled the incident at the time, and remember! No one is allowed to approach that area!" Benjamin spoke clearly, a stark contrast to his slightly slurred speech when he was enraged.
"Understood, understood, I'll do it right away." The person left the office and closed the door behind them.
"This group of people can't do their jobs well, and they can't even clean up the mess." Benjamin got up and walked to the door. After making sure that no one was watching outside, he squatted down and picked up all the items that had been knocked to the ground by his big hand.
"I hope Julia isn't so stubborn and inflexible. And I hope they still have time—"
After grunting and picking up the fallen items and putting them back in their place, he seemed to transform back into a worried father, especially since his daughter was a problem student with poor grades.
For wizards, knowledge is power, and that is no exaggeration.
"Now that you mention it, I do seem to have some vague recollections." On the beach by the lake, a fair-skinned beauty in a bikini unabashedly displayed the allure of her curves, causing the men nearby to secretly shift their gazes from behind their sunglasses.
This is a newly built resort by Muggles.
After inquiring with all the wizarding families in the vicinity, Julia discovered that three or five of these families were uninhabited, and the wizards inhabited areas had not found anything unusual.
In desperation, she searched for her target on the lake and found a beach with many tourists. So, as a last resort, she decided to ask if anyone there knew anything.
To her surprise, there were actually people here who knew the news!
"Could you tell me more about it?" Julia said.
"Why be so polite, little one?" The white woman, who looked to be only twenty-six or twenty-seven, sat up from the beach chair, her chest heaving twice, causing Julia's gaze to involuntarily follow her movements.
"How adorable! Your older sister's name is Nava Morgan, and you're such a cute little sister, what's your name?" Nava Morgan, with her pretty face, reached out and pulled Julia to sit side-by-side on a beach chair.
"I'm not small either, what's cute about me?" Julia sat down following the force from her arm, her gaze landing on a sensitive spot: "Ah, I really am not big."
"Sister Nava, my name is Julia Wilkinson." Perhaps shaken by the minefield, her voice was much softer.
"Then I'll call you Julia. You claim to be a wizard enthusiast, here to search for traces of wizards?" Nava looked at the strangely dressed, somewhat thin girl in her arms.
She wore a long robe and a pointed hat, with a small wooden stick stuck in the robe's pocket. She did wear high heels, but they were a very retro and old-fashioned style, not fashionable at all.
This outfit probably reflects the image of wizards from the last century; the wizards in comics these days are nothing like this. Nava thought the child was surprisingly innocent and incredibly cute.
"It's hard to explain here. Why don't you go back to the hotel with your sister and talk about it?"
"Oh? Okay then." Julia thought that things like searching for wizards or nearby horror legends were personal secrets that shouldn't be spread in public, so she agreed to the child's request.
"Then let's go." Nava stood up with a smile, her long arms naturally wrapping around Julia's waist.
"Ah—." Julia had never been so intimate with a stranger before, whether of the same sex or the opposite sex. She felt very uncomfortable and let out a small, soft gasp, her ears turning slightly red.
He lived up to the spirit he displayed when he slammed his fist on the table at the Magic Congress and the Minister of Security of the Magic Congress.
And the expression of disdain he had for the Magical Congress in front of the old man, Percival Gellert, was just as it had always been.
It could also be because the Minister of Security of the Magic Congress is his father, so it doesn't matter if family members bang on the table, or even if he bangs on the table with his father's subordinates.
Her ancestors were personally involved in establishing the order of the Magic Congress, so she probably felt from the bottom of her heart that she had a responsibility to contribute to the Magic Congress and was qualified to question its practices.
But when Julia met this Muggle older sister, she felt like she couldn't use any of her magic.
"Let's find a quiet place, okay? It's not good to go into someone's room on our first meeting," she said softly.
Nava was amused. Where did this old-fashioned girl come from? It's 1991 now, and she can still see girls like this, especially since this girl looks to be about twenty years old!
What a rare breed! It's hard to find girls like that in North America these days!
"Okay, whatever you say. Let's find a quiet place to have a good talk~" She hugged Julia and bounced around.
From a distance, they look like two good sisters, one open and generous, the other covered up.
The more mature one is more "mature", while the more immature one is more "immature".
A secluded spot in the resort.
"Sister Nawa, what are you doing?"
"I'll show you a cat doing a backflip."
"I don't want to see the cat, I want to hear my sister tell a story."
"This cat can do backflips!"
"Perhaps this is it." The old man, who called himself Percival, appeared before a wide plain. The air, the water, the vegetation, everything in between told him that there was a large-scale magic in this area.
It is a large-scale magic that combines various methods such as expelling outsiders, sealing off the interior, and altering memories.
"That's strange. Don't young people have problems with their legs? That girl doesn't look like she has osteoporosis. How can her legs be weak at such a young age?"
"Besides, I'm already here, but that little girl hasn't arrived yet." He looked around to make sure there was no trace of the little girl's presence, because in his judgment, the little girl didn't seem to be a sophisticated Auror, lacking any awareness of counter-surveillance or erasing traces.
The traces left by an ordinary wizard on such a grassy plain are immediately obvious.
"It's better that she didn't come. It'll prevent what's inside from affecting her." The old man believed that there was very little in the world that could threaten him, but faced with a scene where a massacre could occur and the Magic Council was helpless, he didn't want to be distracted by bringing a burden along.
He reached out and pressed his hand into the air. The elder wand at his waist was just for show, or perhaps the situation at hand didn't require him to use it.
Immediately, a series of loud cracking sounds, like large glass shattering, rang out, and the magical runes that had been flashing through the void were also broken in two, their brilliance extinguished.
"So many years have passed, and the Magic Congress's law enforcement methods seem to have made little progress—" The old man, who sounded very surprised, was once again shocked by the Magic Congress's lack of progress.
"You can't say that about them. Even the British Ministry of Magic is old, corrupt, and stagnant—" or rather, the whole world is like that.
"I didn't realize it when I was young, but if we go by Ryan's point, I really do feel more and more as I get older that the world shouldn't be like this."
"The world shouldn't be like this."