Chapter 125 Gentleman Voldemort comes to England
England, Westminster.
Tom Riddle was wearing a well-tailored suit and a black trench coat, walking on the streets of England.
The young and handsome appearance attracts the attention of many women and...men.
This is very British.
Come out of Hyde Park on the east side and walk up Moor Street to the golden sculpture of Queen Victoria in front of Buckingham Palace.
Tom wanted to refuse the next behavior, but unfortunately the master had already made a script for him.
So he took out a short wooden stick from the inner pocket of his black windbreaker, held the stick in his right hand and drew it towards the ground. The masonry and soil suddenly surged up, forming a step to the sky.
“I bought it!”
“Look, what is that?”
"Holy shit, is this a superpower?"
"Quick, quick, quick, take a photo!"
Buckingham Palace is open to the public, and tourists from all over the world gather on the Concierge Avenue, so magical The scene naturally attracted a lot of attention.
Soon, the British Internet was abuzz.
As if unaware, Tom stepped onto the stairs to the sky, walking deliberately slowly step by step.
The Royal Guards in Buckingham Palace were the first to notice the anomaly, and the news quickly spread among the top brass in England.
Elizabeth II, who was still in good spirits, received the news. Looking at the tablet lifted by the old but capable maid, the magical young man on the screen was walking step by step towards the golden stone on the marble base. sculpture.
In fact, it’s not that high. If Tom didn’t walk slowly, he wouldn’t be able to attract enough attention.
"Who is this young man?" The white-haired queen curiously asked the old maid: "What does he want to do?"
The maid could only shake her head helplessly.
As soon as she got the news, she immediately came over and presented the picture to the Queen.
"Your Majesty, the police from Scotland Yard are on the way. Do you want to inform the Prime Minister to dispatch troops?" The leader of the Guards bowed for instructions.
"He doesn't look malicious..." But to be on the safe side, the Queen added: "Let Mr. Harker decide for himself."
"Yes." After agreeing , the leader of the Guards did not forget to express his loyalty: "I will protect His Majesty to the death."
At the same time, at No. 10 Downing Street in Whitehall, several old guys also gathered in front of the screen and watched.
After receiving the order from Her Majesty the Queen, Prime Minister Jim Harker only thought for a moment before ordering: "Mr. Woolley, go and notify General Derek and ask him to dispatch troops to protect Buckingham Palace."
The Prime Minister's Private Secretary Bernard. Wu Lie hurriedly ran out, picked up the dedicated phone and called the British garrison.
"Sir Appleby, what do you think this young man wants to do?" Jim Harker asked Sir Humphrey Appleby who was sitting on the sofa.
"Compared with what he is going to do, I am more interested in how he achieves this scene." Sir Appleby's eyes were burning.
Next to him, Sir Arnold Robinson nodded in agreement.
"Obviously this is not a magic show, so this young man has magical powers. Why does he suddenly appear on Moore Street?"
"No matter why he appears, what we should do Just seize him!" Sir Appleby emphasized: "This may be an opportunity to make England great again."
No matter how long the journey is, it will come to an end, not to mention that it doesn't last long.
Tom almost slowed down to the point where he could take one step every half a minute, but he still finished the walk after about ten minutes.
He came to the golden sculpture with a pair of wings, stared at the sculpture's face for a moment, suddenly shook his head, and sighed: "It doesn't look like it, it doesn't look like it at all!"
"What is he talking about?" The white-haired queen looked up at the old maid.
This time the maid was able to answer because she knew lip reading, and Tom spoke with a pure British accent. "He said 'It's not like it, not at all'."
"It's not like it?" The Queen was surprised: "This is the Queen Victoria Memorial...Wait, why did he say no? Like?”
A possibility appeared in the queen’s mind, and she quickly shook her head to dismiss it.
Impossible, this young man looks to be in his twenties at most.
After reading the lines, Tom waved the short wooden staff to activate the floating masonry steps and bring them back to the ground like an elevator.
More than ten minutes ago, almost no one saw the scene when Tom took out the staff, but now he waved the staff and cast a spell in front of the whole world, which naturally shocked the world.
"Oh my god! He...he...is he a wizard?"
"Yes, he must know magic, and what he is holding is a magic wand!"
"Come closer, I want to be his teacher, I want to learn magic!"
Since the emergence of extraordinary figures such as Iron Man, Red Swordsman, and the Invincible Dongfang, people all over the world have understood that the earth has become unstable. It couldn't be simpler.
Since Dongfang Bubai has a sword that cuts the sky, why can't there be a wizard who can do magic?
I can’t find Dongfang Bubai, can’t I find a wizard?
Not only ordinary people think so, but British officials also think so.
"Your Excellency Prime Minister, it seems that this is a magical magician. We must have a good relationship with him and let him be used by us." Sir Appleby stood up suddenly, extremely excited.
If the United States is a straightforward gangster mentality, then the UK is a gangster mentality covered with a layer of gentleman's skin, which is more or less euphemistic.
Scotland Yard Police Inspector Lestrade on the scene received orders from his superiors and could only go forward to meet him.
"Sir, this sir!" Lestrade trotted up to Tom and said with a smile: "Our director would like to buy you a cup of coffee. I wonder if you are free."
Tom was too lazy to talk to him, but the director wanted to talk to him?
The area was surrounded by Scotland Yard police officers, and further away there were heavily armed British soldiers arriving belatedly.
But Tom kept walking towards the police officers who were waiting for him.
"Be careful, don't shoot yet!" the Scotland Yard officer commanded via remote control: "Let's see what he can do."
Tom just took out his wand and pointed at the crowd, Scotland Yard The police officers lost their weapons one after another.
With a wave of the magic wand, the police officers on both sides were squeezed together by an unknown force, and even the sturdy police cars were squeezed together.
The road suddenly emptied out.
Tom walked over with a calm expression.
“Haha, you’ve made a lot of money now!”
Sir Appleby was not worried but happy when he saw the picture on the screen.
"We need to send a gentleman of standing to contact this amazing magician."
"Sir Appleby is right, why don't I bother you to make a trip?" Prime Minister Harker looked at him with a smile.
Sir Appleby took a deep breath, forced out a smile, and nodded in response: "Yes, Prime Minister."
Tom was still strolling, and he had already arrived in front of the British soldiers.
The scene where he easily defeated the Scotland Yard police officers just now has been seen by the soldiers, and the poor British Army was trembling.
They are transparent people who are not loved by grandma and unloved by uncle. Why should they have to bear all this?
Tom raised his wand again, and with a single wave, all the weapons in the soldiers' hands were removed.
Just when he was about to crush the armored vehicle, a voice came.
"Sir, please show mercy."
Fourth update
(End of this chapter)