Vol 2 Chapter 1401: ?Old people do heavy work

Walking along the ancient pale yellow masonry surrounding the remains of the Knossos Palace, the over-hot and dazzling seaside sun shone on Jessica's sisters and brothers, making their already anxious hearts more anxious.
"Ian, have you been cast an Imperius Curse? How old, so immature, and you are not the Magic Congress. What use is it, and what can be saved." Jessica said angrily, almost thinking Want to jump off, "Ask Allen to let go? Don't say they didn't do it, can you promise you if you really did it?"
"Jessica, you are my sister and not his lover!" Ian's voice was a little annoyed, and then he asked in a nervous tone, "Do you think we are more responsible in this incident? Think it's me. Killed so many Muggles?"
"Of course not, and I don't think so because you are my brother." Jessica said firmly, and then she stroked her hair. "I saw a lot of classics at Hogwarts University. Magic wants to develop. , There must be some things that are not so bright. You should know that you have studied the maji research course. Just like the maji school, there is also the habit of experimenting with animals and even living people."
"You were brainwashed by Hogwarts Jessica." Ian's body suddenly leaned back, away from Jessica. "Do you think it is correct to take the lives of those criminals for the advancement of magic?"
"Ian, but you have to understand that, as Uncle Leonard said, sometimes things are either black or white, either right or wrong, just like there are shadows in this sunny weather... We have to admit that now it’s more comfortable to hide in the shadows." Jessica leaned her body on the wand that she actually couldn’t handle and used it as a crutch. "I think it’s better than just walking them directly into Congress. That terrible pond directly killed him."
Ian looked up and down on Jessica, "Look at your current dress. Although it has only been here for a few days, it looks like a college student in the wizarding world's first school in Hogwarts Floating City. "He said with a mocking tone, "Knowledge makes you forget freedom? Did your principal hear that it was Grindelwald?"
Jessica looked at her brother in surprise, and then stomped back bitterly, "Ian, Mr. Grindelwald at least abides by the position of principal. It’s not like you, as an Auror, still work part-time after get off work. The predators also ran to attack other people's companies!"
After speaking, Jessica turned around and left, "University studies are too heavy, I won't come to watch your game, anyway, you will definitely not win!" But after a few steps, she seemed to feel that she was too cruel and turned her head. Xinxin added a cruel sentence, "I will watch your live broadcast in the dormitory at most."
Seeing the sister who was finally reunited was angry and left, Ian stared blankly. He wanted to open his mouth to stay, but the head of his throat was blocked and speechless.
With a bang, a brick on the right side was blown to pieces by Ian. He also turned and walked away in the opposite direction. He wandered aimlessly on Crete, floating boats of various colors in the sky. The shadows of flying cars and flying cars are projected on the ground from time to time. Some tourists fly directly in the sky on flying broomsticks, overlooking the scenery of Crete from a high altitude. These products with the imprint of a strong floating city seem to confirm the sea level and the sky not far away. The city in Central is as powerful as he realized the gap opened by Allen.
After coming here for a long time, Ian was frustrated to find that he was circling around and back to the side of the duel match. Re-observing the environment here made him feel a lot better, because he found that the local residents of Greece, although they bought There are a large number of floating boats, but some local vehicles with their own ethnic style are still in use—such as a cargo ship pulled by a horse-shaped sea monster by the sea, and a gray-white carriage pulled by three night skies on the side of the construction site. , There is also a large flying carpet with a strong Greek style flying low in the sky...
This makes Ian feel that the Greeks can maintain the style of their own country’s magical world despite the invasion of a large number of foreign cultural products. This is a very commendable thing-development is a must, but it should maintain its own civilization. The characteristics should still be maintained.
This also made Ian in the mood to notice the vitality of this magical country with ancient history. The Greek wizards shuttled in and out of the duel arena. Although they seemed to be slow and careless, they still arranged the venue in their own order.
The sound of casting spells, the shouting of transport materials, and the rumbling of various spells are mixed together. With the numerous staff, and the players who come to visit in various costumes, it seems quite enthusiastic.
"But it's no wonder how slow and prolonged the construction period is. These Greeks work... They are really as lazy as the legend." Ian felt a lot more peaceful in his heart, but couldn't help but began to mock the Greeks.
Strictly speaking, these Greek wizards are not slow and tidy. Sitting in a chair to perform magic for the area in front of them and gnawing a few olives from time to time are considered diligent. Those little officials in the uniforms of the Greek Ministry of Magic look even more sullen and look. Lazy—Ian didn’t realize that they had done the supervisory work they were supposed to do.
Only those ordinary Greek wizards cruelly unloading goods near the lower room of the duel site shuttled diligently, but there was no logic or reason at all.
One of the thin and haggard middle-aged short wizards used a gloved hand to wave a magic wand and directed a large box of goods to be unloaded from the carriage. Under the pale carriage, the older man dressed in white trim, black toga and boots The bald old wizard is doing heavier work. He directs the huge wooden barrels and uses the Levitation Charm to send them into the basement storage room of the venue...
"Middle-aged people do light work, and old people do heavy work... The folkway here doesn't look very good." Ian snorted, "It seems that the pension system in Greece is not as good as ours in the United States. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com "
Suddenly, Ian looked back alertly.
As an Auror, he keenly felt that someone was quickly approaching him behind him, but he saw a witch wearing a wide-brimmed sun hat trying to stuff a bag of things into his hand.
Seeing the target, the witch noticed that she had become more vigilant, so she whispered in a hoarse voice: "Mr. Knox, someone gave it to you. You can understand it after reading it."
Without waiting for Ian to speak, she threw the small paper bag in the direction of Ian’s arms and started to turn around. Out of professional habit, Ian didn’t use her hand stupidly to pick it up. He quickly drew out his wand. Let the mass of things levitate in the air, and then raised his eyes to see that the figure of the woman had quickly escaped, mixed in the crowd, and quickly disappeared without a trace.
Ian then closed his gaze back. He placed the group of things on the grass where there was no one in a certain range around him, and then began to use his wand to cast a spell to detect.
After cautiously determining that there is no danger, Ian was a little confused and inadvertently controlled the wand to open the wrapping paper, but immediately after seeing the contents of the paper, his hands were shaking—the wrapping paper was holding a horned snake necklace. He recognized at a glance that it was exactly the same door key that Graves had given them before.