Cold winds blew over desolate Long Island; cicadas sang through spring and autumn as Buddy returned!
Buddy turned his big head and glanced around the dark living room. After confirming that there was no movement on the second floor, he slowly got up from the carpet.
He did not walk as struttingly as usual, but put away the pads in his paws, and like a big cat, glided to the coffee table lightly and silently.
The few Wands that were thrown on the table by the children during the day were still lying there quietly.
Buddy lowered his head, opened his dog's mouth, and picked up the Vine Wood Wand he had seen in Joseph's hand yesterday with his sharp canine teeth.
He held Wand in his mouth and briefly recalled Joseph's demonstration actions during the day.
He lowered his head slightly, held Wand in his mouth and drew a very smooth semicircle in the air, and let out a low, short muffled sound in his throat.
Buzz!
No sparks, no black smoke, not even unnecessary popping sounds.
A light blue magical halo instantly emerged from the top of Wand. This halo quickly extended in front of Buddy, forming a translucent magic shield about the size of a dog in the blink of an eye.
If Joseph saw this in the daytime, the old man would be shocked.
It took four Little Turtless a whole day to get out a layer of plastic film. This dog got up in the middle of the night and yawned, and actually used a standard Protego easily!
Buddy looked at the blue shield in front of him and shook his dog's tail with satisfaction.
He tilted his head slightly, then turned the Wand in his mouth at an angle, aiming at a bag of beef jerky on the high storage cabinet in the open kitchen.
It was just bought by Lynn during the day. It was specially placed on the top floor where even John had to put his feet to touch it, just to prevent him from being a greedy dog.
Buddy stared at the bag of beef jerky and let out a very light whimper in his throat again.
Expelliarmus This kind of spell is essentially a precise repulsive force.
Buddy's dog's head flicked slightly, and the tip of Wand instantly ejected a tiny red light.
The red light flashed in the dark night, and hit the edge of the locker with great precision.
The force was neither too big nor too small, just enough to push the bag of beef jerky over and fall from the cabinet.
Buddy reacted quickly, pounced forward, and firmly caught the fallen snack bag with his two front paws without even making a sound.
Done.
Buddy lay on the carpet, skillfully tore open the packaging bag with his teeth, chewing the beef jerky happily, humming in his heart.
Down and out Long Island The cold wind blows, and the spring and autumn cicadas chirp Buddy Return!
If heaven had not given birth to me Big Golden Retriever, the eternal witchcraft would be like the long night!
Don't you know that there is no perfect road for everyone? As long as I Buddy want to walk, the road is at my feet!
Magic genius?
This dog has seen many geniuses, but they all call me a genius!
But Buddy said that this kind of thing must not be known to the second person.
He has seen through the rules in this Manor. That guy at Lynn is a pragmatist.
Anyone in the family who has some special skills will be captured and used as free labor.
Reggie runs fast, so Backyard takes care of all the weeding work on dozens of acres of land;
Tommy has Telekinesis, and the dishes every night have become his exclusive task;
John is very strong, so Homelander has to do all the menial work of moving boxes and carrying heavy objects at home.
If Lynn knew that the dog at home was not only a magic genius, but could also cast spells quickly and steadily, the consequences would be unimaginable.
In less than two days, Lynn will definitely tie the Wand to his dog's leg with a smile, then point at the chandelier and dusty glass, and ask him to use magic to clean every corner of the entire villa every day.
He might even be allowed to work as a sparring partner for those stupid green turtles.
No one has ever loved anyone before such a thankless life.
I am a noble pet dog. My daily job is to sleep on the carpet, eat meat at the dinner table, and poop on Benjamin.
Genius?
Geniuses in Long Island Estate are used for work.
Being a loser who only knows how to wag his tail is the highest wisdom for survival in this family.
Buddy ate the bag of beef jerky in three gulps, licking up even the crumbs at the bottom of the bag, and then skillfully stuffed the empty bag into the dead corner under the sofa.
He stood up, walked to the coffee table, and put the Vine Wood Wand in his mouth back to its original position. He also added a few conspicuous saliva marks on it to ensure that it would still look like a piece of broken wood that had been chewed by a stupid dog tomorrow.
After doing all this, Buddy let out a beef-flavored burp with satisfaction.
No.
I always feel like I've forgotten something.
Buddy's eyes turned around in a circle, and finally stopped at the door of Benjamin's room that was never closed.
After a while.
He swayed his chubby body, walked back to the most comfortable position by the fireplace, and lay down with his back stretched out.
I closed my eyes, and within half a minute, the even and thick sound of a dog purring sounded in the living room again.
Late at night in the suburbs of New York, the cold wind blew the dead leaves swirling in the wilderness.
In a hidden forest less than two kilometers away from Vought International, the secret creature Pharmaceutical Plant.
Nearly three hundred North America Auror wearing black robes were taking advantage of the cover of night and concealment spells to stare at the huge building in the distance that was brightly lit and surrounded by towering power grids and watchtowers.
"For the dignity of Wizarding World!"
A young Auror held Walnut Wood Wand tightly in his hand. His voice was trembling due to excessive excitement and his eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes.
He turned to look at his companions beside him and growled through gritted teeth,
"Tonight, we will make those Muggles who know nothing about heaven and earth pay the price! Avenge our dead colleagues and rescue those Fantastic Beastss who were tortured by them!"
"That's right! Let them see real magic!"
The companion next to him was equally excited and nodded repeatedly.
In the eyes of this group of low-level Auror and young Ministry of Magic employees, this is an extremely sacred battle of justice.
They are here to protect those innocent magical creatures and to defend the bottom line of the magical world from being trampled upon by secular capital.
Everyone was prepared to shed blood and make sacrifices. When they looked at the huge command tent in the middle of the woods that was painted with Undetectable Extension Charm, their eyes were full of unabashed reverence.
In their view, it was those high-ranking Ministry of Magic officials in the tent who stepped forward in times of crisis and led them to crusade against evil.
However, if these passionate young people could penetrate the soundproof barrier and listen to the conversation going on in the tent, the monument of faith called "justice" in their hearts would probably collapse into a smelly mud in an instant.