Chapter 126 I want to open a magic school
Finally, an important figure came. Tom found this guy in the memory instilled by the master. Sir Humphrey Appleby, Cabinet Secretary, was a Someone who can talk directly to the Prime Minister.
"What's the matter with you?" Tom read the lines according to the script.
"Sir, don't you think this is not a suitable place for chatting?" Sir Appleby said with a warm smile on his face: "Why don't you find a quiet place to have a cup of afternoon tea?"
"Where?" Tom looked at him.
Appleby suddenly felt that these young eyes were too deep and full of vicissitudes of life. She felt shuddered and quickly changed her words: "How is Downing Street?"
"Okay." Tom stepped forward and grabbed Appleby. Pubi's hand.
In front of hundreds of British soldiers and many tourists in the distance, the two figures suddenly turned into a twisted whirlpool and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
The next moment, Tom and Appleby appeared at the door of the Prime Minister's residence.
Appleby had a strong desire to vomit, but as a long-time bureaucrat, he had long developed strong self-control and swallowed back the things he was about to spit out.
When the guard at the door of the Prime Minister's residence saw the two men suddenly appearing, he was so frightened that he drew his gun, but Apple reacted faster.
"Stop, don't neglect your distinguished guest!"
The guard recognized Appleby and quickly retreated.
"Sir, please!" Appleby smiled and guided Tom: "The Prime Minister is waiting for you."
Jim Harker did not expect that his old enemy would take him back directly Downing Street, he was prepared to let the other party make first contact.
Tom came to the living room, but Huck came deliberately late, but with a warm smile on his face, there was no slightest contempt for this young face.
"Welcome, sir, welcome to Downing Street."
"Tom Riddle." Tom stretched out a hand and gently shook the other person's extended hand, his attitude Perfunctory, not to mention enthusiastic.
Although he felt a little unhappy in his heart, the smile on Huck's face remained.
"Mr. Riddle, please take a seat."
The two of them took their seats one after another, and suddenly there were many more people in other seats, all of whom were bigwigs from various forces.
No one is stupid, and everyone will be curious when they suddenly discover the existence of a suspected magician.
Even in ordinary times, the sudden appearance of an extraordinary person on the streets of the capital is enough to alarm high-level dignitaries, not to mention that the world today is not safe at all.
On the other side of the ocean, accidents have happened one after another in the United States in the past year or so. The white house has been destroyed twice, which has made the bald eagle anxious and expand its armaments at all costs.
Since the new century, although England has learned to lie down, no one is born a bitch, and no one is willing to be a little brother forever.
They were once a great empire on which the sun never sets!
Almost at the moment when Tom deliberately appeared in front of Buckingham Palace, the British senior officials had the same idea.
We must get this man’s power, this may be an opportunity for England to become great again!
"Mr. Riddle, why were you outside Buckingham Palace just now..." Appleby consciously took on the role of master of ceremonies.
"It's nothing, I just want to see an old friend, but unfortunately it's not like that at all." Tom read the lines, but the vicissitudes of life in his eyes were easily caught by the old guys present.
This kind of vicissitudes soaked in the world will never happen to young people.
Tom has become the soul of Lin Hao's contract, so he can freely control his memory and instill memories for decades and hundreds of years.
What's more, Voldemort is a precocious teenager. He has always looked melancholy and arrogant since he was a child, and he is very good at playing the role of an old man.
After hearing what he said, the old guys present were all surprised.
"So you..." Appleby couldn't believe it: "Do you know Her Majesty Queen Victoria?"
"There was an intersection when she was young." Tom continued to read the lines, but he changed it a little without authorization and removed the word "wonderful".
Lord Voldemort, what kind of woman do you want?
Women are not as fun as Nagini!
But these words are enough for the old guys to imagine.
"So you..." Appleby's tone was more respectful: "How old are you?"
"I forgot, he is about five hundred years old, five hundred four or five hundred and six..." Tom shook his head, looking unconcerned.
Fake! You don’t care about your life span of twenty or thirty years, but we do!
The old guys present all had their eyes lit up and wanted to eat Tom.
The words on his face are clear: I also want to live forever!
After releasing the bait, Tom sneered inwardly, waiting for the other party to ask further questions.
Sure enough, these old guys couldn't help it, and someone immediately jumped out, took away Appleby's job, licked his face and asked: "Mr. Riddle, what's wrong with you showing up in England again?" We can help you complete it."
"I..." Tom hesitated for a moment and said the master's request: "I want to open a magic school."
"Buzz" sounded. There was an uproar.
All the old guys looked ecstatic.
Tom has cast powerful magic and claims to have lived for more than five hundred years. Doesn’t that mean that as long as he learns his magic, he can live forever?
Even if the effects vary from person to person, it is still the hope of longevity!
"Mr. Riddle, please let us help!"
"Yes, you can choose the venue the school needs, and we will get it for you as quickly as possible."
“Are there any requirements for students?”
As soon as this question came out, all the old guys stared at Tom and almost shouted "I want it, I want it".
“Only children between the ages of eight and twelve are admitted for the time being, because children are the most malleable, and the schooling lasts for seven years.” Tom replied.
The old guys were dejected, but they soon recovered.
What they want is magical power, but they don’t really want to go to school.
How many people at this age have the patience to spend several years learning a knowledge that has no foundation at all?
Just stuff your own children in, and then directly enjoy the benefits brought by magic.
"No problem, we will promote it for you across the country...no, around the world to ensure that Mr. can select enough outstanding students."
"Just promote it, choose me There is a way." Tom said coldly: "Not everyone is qualified to learn magic."
The expression suddenly stiffened and the atmosphere immediately became cold.
Tom looked around with a smile on his face: "What? It seems a little difficult?"
"It's not difficult!" Appleby took back his job and said loudly: "It's an honor for us that Mr. Riddle is willing to choose England to run the school!"
The old guys gradually came out of their disappointment and recovered. reason.
That’s right, no matter what, you can’t just push away the opportunity that comes to you.
Isn’t it just qualifications?
Not necessarily.
It would be really stupid to scare people away directly.
"Humphrey is right. It is an honor for us that Sir is willing to choose England. Please rest assured that we will fully cooperate with you to run this magic school."
Chat in the Prime Minister's residence. It was hot, but a group of black suits appeared on the street outside.
After receiving the news, the agents of SHIELD's London branch first asked Nick Fury for instructions, so they arrived late.
“No matter what they talked about, if America nods, it doesn’t count!”
This is the attitude of Nick Fury and a group of American "Fine Eagles".
"Please inform the magic gentleman inside that SHIELD will ask him to come." The leader of the London branch had a very arrogant attitude.
The so-called five-nation supervision is a joke. The agents of the United States' "Homeland Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Agency" only remember the global law enforcement rights they have.
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