"There are more than 20,000 spells in the wizarding world, and most of them can be learned, as long as you can find those valuable knowledge."

In the living room of the burial, Mr. Arthur rubbed his painful wrist and explained to Merlin, who was applying ice to his head:

"But among these spells, three are called the "unforgivable mantra". They are all spells that are extremely destructive and can cause extremely terrible consequences."

"The Soul-Snatching Curse, the Heart-Diapping Curse and the Life-Search Curse. Even among the infamous black magic spells, these three curse are extremely vicious."

Mrs. Molly looked at her rash husband with a blame. The gentle lady carefully examined the wound on Merlin's arm while saying to him and her two children:

"The bad thing about the Soul-Snatching Curse is that it can be used to manipulate people's hearts, and as long as the magic is strong enough, there is almost no upper limit for the number of manipulated people."

"The life-seeking curse can bypass the blockage of the body and magic shield and directly annihilate the soul. Once hit, it means that an existence will be killed in the most cruel way."

"As for the Heart-Diamond, it looks a little unworthy. But any old wizard knows that the Heart-Diamond is the cruelest of the three unforgivable mantras."

Mrs. Molly used healing magic to help Merlin heal her wounds, and she whispered:

"There is no limit on the pain that the drilling mantra adds to the subject."

"As long as the magic is constantly injected, the pain will continue to double, until the practitioner goes crazy or dies miserably in torture. In the Middle Ages, any wizard who uses the Heart-Diamond will be hunted by the Aurors, and at that time the three unforgivable curses were strictly prohibited."

"But decades ago when fighting the dangerous Grindelwald and his followers, some Aurors from the Ministry of Magic used the diaper curse to torture the black wizards."

Mr. Arthur whispered:

"The bad trend started from that time, but the Aurors were doing good things in bad ways, so no one blamed them."

"But once a bad thing has a leader, there will be more and more imitators. In recent years, the Soul-Snatching Curse and Life-Snatching Curse have appeared few times, but the Heart-Snaping Curse has a tendency to be abused. What's worse is that the Ministry of Magic has no way to manage this matter."

"After all, they are using it themselves."

Mrs. Molly sighed with some concern, and she said to Merlin:

"They are not straight, and the Aurors also need some means of deterring the criminals. But I still didn't expect that Arthur, you will be crazy, using the Diamond Spell on a young man who is a beginner in magic! Are you crazy?"

"No, it's okay, Mrs. Molly."

Merlin shook his head and said to Mrs. Molly:

"Mr. Arthur was also forced to do nothing. In fact, when I hit you with the crushing spell, I should stop. This is my fault, I am too aggressive."

"You saw it, dear Molly."

Mr. Arthur raised his slightly swollen arms and his torn shirt and said to his wife:

"I was beaten so badly by Merlin. I was confused for a while, but fortunately I didn't cause a big disaster."

"No!"

Ron, who stood aside and listened to the story with his ears pricked up, screamed:

"Dad, you lost? Merlin beat you? Hell, he taught himself magic! It's only been 3 years!"

"Bang"

Mrs. Molly shook Ron's head with a stern face, and she said:

"You don't swear at home! Merlin has a very good talent and is much better than you. You really should learn magic carefully. Ron! You are also from the Weasley family after all! We are from the pure blood wizard family!"

"Yes, Ron."

Merlin puts the ice cubes on his head aside and he says to Ron:

"I can beat your father just to take advantage of it. He is a powerful wizard. I can feel that he still has many cards that he has not used, probably to take care of my face."

Merlin smiled, his explanation made Ron and Hermione nod, and the two little wizards also felt that it must be Mr. Arthur's men who showed mercy.

But in fact, Arthur did have the wizard's trump card, but Merlin also had his own trump card but didn't use it.

After dinner, Arthur invited Merlin to walk outside the Burrow. They walked along the river to the fruit forest behind the Burrow. Under the setting sun, Arthur took a snuff bottle and sucked it, and then said to Merlin:

"Your strength is amazing, Merlin. I can tell you now what I want you to help."

Arthur looked back at Merlin and said:

"I need you to help me protect a child for only one week, and if possible, don't let him feel your presence."

"You mean, Ron?"

Merlin glanced at the kitchen and said:

"Is something going on?"

"No, not Ron. It's Harry."

Arthur lowered his voice and said:

"He is a friend of Ron and Hermione, how can he say, a child with important status."

"Something has happened within the British Ministry of Magic recently. There are reports that some officials in the Ministry of Magic intend to imprison Harry and deprive him of his wizarding identity. His Excellency Dumbledore, the dean of Hogwarts Academy, is trying to clear the joints, which may take a week. During this time, we must need to protect Harry from being hurt by anyone."

Arthur sighed helplessly:

"But we formal wizards are registered in the Ministry of Magic. Once the identity is discovered, they may be implicated in the family. Only you, Merlin, are a person who suddenly appears, and are not British, and are not active in the UK, so they have not registered in the Ministry of Magic. It is perfect for you to protect him."

"As long as you are careful and don't have any conflicts with the assholes in the Ministry of Magic, there is no problem."

"Harry? You mean, Harry Potter?"

Merlin rubbed his forehead and recalled the name, he said:

"Hermione repeatedly mentioned this name in the letter, and she said that Mr. Potter is a very famous child in the wizarding world, and is said to be related to what Dark Lord?"

"Yes, you can think of Harry as a person like the Son of Destiny."

Arthur spread his hands and briefly said:

"His parents are powerful wizards, and they die to fight against the Dark Lord, and they are real heroes."

"The Dark Lord has died, or has been missing for more than ten years. Although there is news that he has returned, we have been monitoring his power, and the Ministry of Magic is also acting, and they will not act with great fanfare. The dangers that Harry faces now mainly come from the Ministry of Magic, which is the department I serve. Unfortunately, after a long time, this system that should have maintained order has also become degenerate."

"Harry, that poor child"

Mr. Arthur clenched his fists and said indignantly:

"He was regarded as a tool for fighting for power and suppressing Dumbledore by the incompetent Minister of Magic Fuji and his gangsters."

"Wait, Mr. Arthur."

Merlin interrupted Arthur, saying:

"You mean, you want me to protect a child who is regarded as a thorn in the side by the Minister of Magic?"

“Yes, is there any problem?”

Arthur asked, Merlin shook his head, and he looked at the sunset in the distance, and he said:

"No, this is too troublesome. They have an absolute advantage. If the official wants to find Harry's trouble, it's too easy. We can't passively put out the fire everywhere, we have to change to a smarter method. I mean, we have to avoid the troubles that the Ministry of Magic has been asking for openly."

"Let Harry go to the United States and let him pretend to be a Muggle. My organization has enough ability to hide his traces in the Muggle world. During these 7 days, I will always be by his side, and there should be no problem."

Merlin looked at Arthur and said:

"No matter how powerful the British Ministry of Magic has, it cannot control North America's affairs, do you think?"

"That's the case"

Arthur frowned and thought for a moment, and he said:

"It's not impossible. The US Magical Assembly really hates other forces putting their hands into their territory, and I haven't heard of the Death Eaters in North America. But the problem is that the Ministry of Magic will not let Harry leave the UK so easily, and they will try their best to stop this action."

“This is even simpler.”

Merlin took out his cell phone and dialed a number. He blinked at Mr. Arthur, and he said:

"We don't need to hide at all, we just need to do our business."

He pressed the dial key, and a moment later, he said to the person on the other side of the microphone:

"Hey, Gatler? I'm Merlin and I need your help."

—

On July 5, 1995, in a villa at No. 4 Livervet Road, Xiaohuijin District, London, the phone suddenly rang, shocking Dali Dursley, who was stealing food.

The 16-year-old man almost completely inherited his father's appearance, with extraordinary obesity from his face to his belly. Even so, this somewhat rude child still likes to steal sweets from his parents, and after being discovered, he pushes everything on his cousin Harry Potter.

He still had the doughnut crumbs on his mouth. He ran to the phone and picked up the phone. A very serious and indifferent voice came from it:

"This is the London Police Department, is Mr. Vernon Dursley there?"

"Dad! Dad! The police station's people are calling!"

Dali was startled and shouted a few times at the top of his throat. Soon, a fat man with a big beard and tired face, probably a man in his 40s walked into the room.

This is Vernon Dursley, Harry Potter's uncle, and the head of business at Growning.

A successful businessman, but not a good father or a good guardian.

"Hey, hello, police officer. I'm Vernon, is there anything?"

Vernon asked the officer on the other end of the phone with a very official voice on the phone from the London Police Department:

"You have responded to 57 supernatural incidents from the police station between 1991 and 1994. A senior agent from the European Division of the World Security Council has arrived in London to be dedicated to your nephew's incident."

"Mr. Vernon, we will inform you now, please come to the London Police Station at 8 pm this afternoon with your wife, son and nephew. The magistrate will wait for you in the police station! Don't be late, thank you."

After saying that, the phone hung up.

Mr. Vernon, holding the telephone, looked dull.

Indeed, he has been overwhelmed by the supernatural events caused by his nephew Harry in the past few years. In fact, he did not like Harry at the beginning, and his wife did not like this nephew, even though they were truly related.

Vernon tried to solve his nephew's problem through legal means for a while, but he had not received a response. He was already desperate, but today, the positive response from the police station made Vernon a little overjoyed for a moment.

"Dali! Go and call your mother back and ask Harry to clean up and change into a decent dress! Let's go out in the afternoon! Oh, God is above, have you finally heard the prayers of your loyal believers?"

That afternoon, in the London Police Office, the Dursleys, who were dressed up in a dressed up, were sitting on a chair waiting for the arrival of the commander.

Harry Potter, wearing a not-so-fitting sportswear, looked at the scene in front of him with a puzzled look.

He didn't know what his uncle was going crazy, so he insisted on bringing him to the police station.

"Bang"

At 4 pm, the office door was pushed open.

Merlin, wearing a gray suit and frameless glasses, walked into the office with a cold face. He looked at the people in front of him. The cold formulaic eyes made the Dursleys a little afraid.

Merlin reached out to look at his watch. He seemed very busy. He put the documents in his hand on the table, looked through a page, and asked in a very straightforward tone:

"Mr. Vernon, I am a senior agent under the World Security Council. You can call me Merlin. I will deal with the supernatural incidents that happened to your nephew, Harry James Potter, who is Mr. Potter?"

Merlin's eyes swept to the four people in front of him. Under his questioning, Harry subconsciously stood up and said to Merlin:

"Hello, sir, I'm Harry Potter."

Merlin looked at him expressionlessly, and after a moment, he shook his head and said to Vernon:

"Mr. Vernon, you said your nephew can do magic, right?"

"Yes, of course, sir."

Before Vernon could speak, his wife, a woman with a sharp voice, spoke:

"He inherited the evil power of her mother, and he would use magic, which was the power of evil, and it would bring misfortune!"

"No! Madam!"

Merlin said coldly:

"There is no magic in this world, don't be misled. Everything can be found in science, and my job is to crack these ancient superstitions!"

He looked at his watch again and said to everyone in front of him:

"I'm going to take Mr. Harry Potter away for a while, and my organization will conduct a comprehensive test on him. If we find that there is indeed an abnormality, then we will notify you again. Now I need two guardians to sign this document."

"Do you agree that I will take him away?"

Merlin asked.

The Dursli looked at each other and nodded desperately:

"Of course! Take him away, it's best not to send him back!"

After saying that, they quickly signed the documents and then left the police station with their son Dali.

In the office, only Harry Potter, who was abandoned here, and Merlin, who was calm.

Harry was just a 15-year-old man. He looked at the mysterious chief in front of him with some fear. Merlin noticed Harry's gaze. He raised his head, walked to Harry, pulled something out of his waist, shook it in front of Harry, and then smiled at him.

It was a magic wand, a red magic wand.

The person in front of you

He is a wizard!

"Don't be afraid, Mr. Potter."

Merlin patted the thin young man in front of him on the shoulder, and he leaned down and looked straight into his eyes, and he whispered:

"Little Hermione asks me to say hello to you for the next 7 days, and I will be your temporary guardian."
Chapter completed!