Tom's mind almost collapsed.

How come a turkey sandwich at Granger's and a turkey sandwich at Huck's! So I'm not out of the gate? !

Huck regrets it now. He felt that he should not have let such a mysterious figure into his home.

Although Tom looked friendly, the man was just too weird.

What if he could see through his own heart? What if he could kill himself and his wife in an instant without leaving a trace? What if he can arbitrarily tamper with his memory? just in case……

The key is to invite him in! Huck has read a lot of fairy tales and fantasy stories, some legends have such a setting, those evil dark creatures, as long as you don't personally invite them into the house, they can't enter your house. But what he said just now is completely in line with the definition of invitation.

But when he saw Tom's distressed expression, the anxiety in his heart dissipated a lot. Ha, this mysterious guy hates turkey sandwiches as much as I do!

The gap between the two seems to have diminished as a result.

"I added a lot of seasonings, and it must taste good." Annie seemed to see Tom's concerns and explained with a smile.

Tom managed to control his expression, then took a sandwich from his plate and shoved it into his mouth.

Not to mention, it tastes good.

Annie pureeed the turkey and added BBQ sauce on top, with lettuce, tomatoes, and onions to make the sandwich much more normal.

Huck also took a piece and ate it with a gloomy face - although the taste of this sandwich is passable, but the next week will be full of this stuff, who can stand it?

After Annie served a cup of tea to each of them, she left very knowingly.

"Mr. Huck, have you been having any troubles recently?" After Tom wiped out the sandwich in his hand, he picked up the teacup and threw his own question to Huck.

Huck was indeed troubled, but he felt that such things should not be disclosed to strangers. So he asked back, "Interesting question, but I hope you can answer one of my questions first, who are you?"

This is the essence of the interview that Huck realized. When facing the question of the other party, you can first throw a question yourself, which can successfully change the topic and gain the initiative of the conversation.

Huck's little tricks, Tom knew all too well. But he just complained in his heart: "Don't answer questions with questions, **** it!" After that, he let it go, he didn't want to go around in circles with Huck.

"I'm a wizard."

Huck knocked over the teacup. The answer was unexpected but reasonable. Indeed, only wizards have so many bizarre means.

"Appalling," he said after a long silence.

"Can I see it? Magic," he asked, looking at Tom.

"Of course." Tom knew that if he wanted to win the trust of Huck, he had to come up with some dry goods to win the trust of Huck.

So Tom transformed himself into a unicorn. The room was instantly filled with holy light.

Huck: !

"Unicorn?!" He took off his glasses, approached Tom's unicorn and observed it carefully. He looked at it very seriously, because he didn't know if he would have a chance to see this legendary creature again.

At the end, he couldn't help but stretch out his hand and poke it. The hand was very smooth, softer than the finest cashmere, and smoother than the satin woven by the most skillful weaver.

Tom reverted to human form. He was a little afraid that Huck would be addicted to touching, so he quickly got out of this state.

"Now I believe that wizards really exist." Huck sighed with emotion. He really didn't expect that magic really existed.

"What can a wizard do?" he asked curiously.

"Everything," was Tom's answer, and in his opinion there was almost nothing a wizard couldn't do.

Huck's eyes lit up. "Can you, uh, help us get the Winter Palace—wait, let the Winter Palace go first, and give the one in the White Room to..."

He stretched out an index finger and drew a line down his throat.

Tom:  …

"There are magicians in America too, and they're on par with us, and I don't think there's much point in clearing a puppet." Tom was stunned by Huck's idea - not surprised that he wanted to use magic to solve other countries' problems Leader, but shocked that the United States ranks higher than Russia on Hacker's assassination list!

It belongs to yes.

But it is also, if Tom is replaced, Tom will not kill the man in the Winter Palace, because he is the biggest insider!

"Ah, so..." Huck sneered. "Forget what I just said, why did you come here today? It can't be to help me with the sandwich."

Tom didn't answer, just silently picked up the second sandwich - it was delicious, and he was really hungry.

Huck looked at Tom, and a flash of light suddenly flashed in his mind: Wizards also live on British soil, and they should also have the right to vote. If he can win wizards, wouldn't he be able to get a lot of votes out of thin air?

Just as Huck was secretly thinking about the wizarding world's vote, Tom replied.

"Mr. Harker, why can't you, a man of talent and virtue, become Prime Minister?"

Huck: Pfft!

This time he really choked on the tea he just entered.

prime minister? Own? Is this wizard kidding me? But after the sense of absurdity in his heart subsided, his little heart suddenly beat faster and faster.

The title of Prime Minister Harker seems to be a good one? Tom's compliment just now made him feel extra comfortable.

"Me? I... can I?" Huck looked at Tom with a hint of anticipation in his eyes.

"Certainly ~lightnovelpub.net~ Your competitor, Foreign Secretary Eric just had a traffic accident last night, which is a stain."

"But there's Duncan, I'm not his opponent." Huck frowned, Eric actually did such a thing at such a juncture? Really...

"Remember Chris?"

Huck certainly remembers that the Chris incident that caused a lot of uproar a few months ago, but it caused a sensation in the film and television industry. At that time, I didn't know where the French got the news, and they stabbed what Chris did, and the whole world knew about the scandal.

"Duncan and Chris have a very close relationship. I don't know if your intelligence department has detected it. If there is no evidence, I can help you collect it."

WTF! After hearing about this, Huck was shocked. He never imagined that his serious-looking colleague was actually involved with that scumbag.

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Today is the life and story of Ottalaine Gamble, the fourteenth minister of the Ministry of Magic. The Minister who built the Hogwarts Express.