The Magical Journey to Hogwarts

It turned out that Luna was really a good girl who kept her word. Not long after finishing lunch, Luna handed the compiled list to Bell.

In this rat-hunting operation, a total of more than 4,000 spies from all parties were captured, of which more than 90% were Muggles and less than 10% were wizards.

Among the more than 4,000 people, about 100 people either resisted fiercely and were eventually shot to death during the arrest, or died by self-destruction. More than 90 of the people who died were Muggles. In contrast, the resistance of wizards was rarely so resolute, and only 5 people were killed.

Among all the captured spies, most of them have actually been in a latent state and have not caused any damage in [Dalaran]. Bell didn't intend to embarrass these people, he just sent them back.

As for the remaining small number of people who had done something to cause trouble, Bell was not going to simply let them go. Especially some of them were particularly vicious, and Bell even planned to use them to scare the monkeys.

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Good afternoon! Hello everyone!

Suddenly, a loud greeting came from the sky, causing everyone who was working, walking, playing games, or sleeping to instantly open the window and raise their heads to look into the sky.

Then……

'Depend on! Why is it this guy again! ’

As expected, after a few months, everyone saw Bell's big face in the sky again.

They said that this voice sounded familiar.

Long time no see, do you miss me?

Bell in the projection is currently sitting on the main seat of the central tower meeting hall, waving his arms enthusiastically to everyone.

The tall seat backs and solemn hall decoration, coupled with Bell's warm and friendly behavior, give people a weird feeling, which inexplicably makes people feel panicked.

Some people with keen intuition have already vaguely realized that something very bad will happen with Bell's appearance this time.

Although what happened last time could not be said to be good...

I think many of you must have this question in your mind at this time: 'What is this guy doing out here again?'.

Don't worry, I will answer it for you right now.

First of all, I think everyone should already know my identity. Yes, I am Bel Menethil, the city lord of the magical magical city [Dalaran].

Well, since I am the city lord of [Dalaran] and I appear in front of everyone today, naturally I just want to talk about things about [Dalaran].

Oh, by the way, before I get down to business, please allow me to make an advertisement. We [Dalaran] have the most reasonable urban layout, the most advanced magic knowledge, the most advanced alchemical creations, and the freest humanistic atmosphere. Whether you want to travel or settle down, whether you are a Muggle, a wizard or something else, [Dalaran] is your best choice.

Now that you have settled in Dalaran, you can also enjoy free housing assignments and super high benefits such as help in arranging work. This opportunity cannot be missed, and the time will never come again. The number of places is limited. What are you waiting for? Come and join [Dalaran]!

By the way, in the near future, we will also announce a mysterious benefit for [Dalaran]. Even I am greedy for this benefit, and I will definitely not let you down!

Take action now, friends! Otherwise, when the mysterious benefits are announced, there will definitely be a large group of people fighting to settle in [Dalaran]. At that time, if you want to settle down, it won’t be as easy as it is now!

Bell dared to swear on Merlin's boots that the advertising slogans he just thought of above were absolutely true and not a single lie. They were completely different from those anti-hair loss shampoo and anti-dandruff shampoo. Not a piece of cake.

However, it is very regrettable that Bell's sincere speech did not move the audience watching the live broadcast at this time. Many people looked at Bell with blank expressions, and some local guys who were disturbed by Bell in the early hours of the morning even cursed loudly at this time.

‘Don’t even look at what time it is! Do you still have any meritorious intentions? ’

Okay, let's get down to business.

I think everyone may know that after we [Dalaran] officially started recruiting residents, many people came to us. Some of them have come and gone, while others have chosen to settle here.

Among those who choose to settle, there are naturally some villains and spies with malicious intentions.

As for those villains, most of them rushed back when we were screening them. As for some spies, we chose to let them in.

My original intention is to prove to all parties that we [Dalaran] and our Menethil family are very peace-loving. We are not afraid that others will investigate and understand us, but we are afraid that others will not understand us and misunderstand us.

However, it is very regrettable that my goodwill seems not to be conveyed to these forces. Some of them may even think that I am weak and can be bullied?

So, here, I have to regretfully announce to everyone that starting from today...well, to be precise, it should be a week ago, we [Dalaran] have adopted zero measures to deal with spies and people with ulterior motives. A new attitude of tolerance.

As for the spies who have infiltrated into [Dalaran], we have completed all arrests in the past week.

Of course, I dare not say that not one of them slipped through the net, but I want to say that those lucky people who escaped the search had better leave on their own, otherwise once they are exposed, the consequences may be worse than those of these guys who are caught now. miserable.

As for the punishment of these spies, given that we deliberately let them in to learn about [Dalaran] and us, I decided to repatriate most of them back to their original countries.

As for the remaining small group of people, today's 'protagonists', they will meet you soon.

‘Pa~! ’

Bell snapped his fingers, and the clear sound echoed in the hall, but to the ears of everyone watching the projection, it sounded like thunder from the sky, like the anger of the gods.

The sound of thunder dissipated, and everyone put down their hands covering their ears, widening their eyes and looking at the projection in the sky again. At this time, under the shock of the snap of fingers just now, everyone seemed to be enlightened, their brains were clearer than ever, and their spirits were more concentrated than ever before.

The camera moved, and Bell's figure moved from the center of the projection to the edge, and was replaced by nearly a hundred figures standing in the open space of the hall.

These people were both male and female, old and young. The youngest looked only 15 or 6 years old, and the oldest was estimated to be nearly 70 years old. Moreover, their facial features are all different, and you can tell at a glance that they come from different countries around the world.

At this time, these people's hands were tied behind their backs, and the panic on their faces could not be concealed. Some of them were looking at Bell, while others were looking at the camera. No matter where they looked, their eyes were full of pleading.