The god of flesh and blood magic at Hogwarts!

"It's okay, I can handle it." Harry said.

"Ahem... I just checked online, England to the mainland of America is about 7,000 kilometers. With the maximum speed of this car at 500, we have to fly for 14 hours." Thorne said this cold fact.

"......... Sirius, why don't we use Apparition? If it doesn't work, let Thorne take us there in a silk robe." Harry backed out.

"You guys take your time to study it, I'll die for a while."

Thorne said without caring about the reactions of the two, and immediately lost consciousness. Preliminary calculations estimated that he would not wake up until fourteen hours later.

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14 hours later....................

"Uh... Finally woke up, are we there?" Thorne slowly opened his eyes and asked, followed by a period of silence.

Thorne subconsciously looked out the window.

"What's going on? Why are we still in the sky?" Thorne said in confusion.

"Well... Actually, our car has a top speed of 450, so..." Sirius said awkwardly.

".................."

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After an unknown amount of time, the car finally landed on the grass. Not far away was the holiday cottage that Sirius bought. Sirius and Harry rolled and crawled out of the car, and Thorne was not feeling well either. Although he did not suffer as much as the two of them who played the whole game, his body was also covered with spots caused by blood coagulation.

There is also another name, corpse spots.

"Fuck, lying down is really not what a person should do." Thorne stretched his waist hard, trying to make his corpse spots lighter, and sighed.

"Thorne... Help me, help me." Harry, who was lying on the ground, said aloud.

"Ah, I forgot about you two." Thorne picked them up and walked into the house. He first cast a cleaning spell on each of them, and then put them on the bed.

"You guys take a break, I'll go check the guns in the trunk."

Thorne said as he walked out of the door. Not long after, he packed a large number of supplies into the house, and finally there were three dark boxes.

After opening it, wow!

"Is this a real gun? There's not even a magazine." Thorne raised one and asked.

"It's a real gun. This is what I asked the alchemist to make. The aiming, loading and firing are the same as ordinary guns, but you need to transfer magic power to it as bullets." Sirius said sullenly while lying on the bed.

"Wow." Thorne immediately opened the door and tried it outside.

Bang!

Ah!

"What's that sound?" Sirius suddenly raised his head.

"....................... Crow, yes, it's a crow." Thorne said as he put down the gun and walked out of the door. He touched his chin when he saw the white old man who fell in front of his door, wiped off the blood stain with a wave of his hand, and then carried the old man away.

"Huh..." Thorne took a deep breath and picked up a branch and turned it into a shovel.

"I..."

"Hmm?" Thorne stopped immediately.

"Still alive?"

He squatted down and used flesh magic to detect the old man's life breath.

"Huh.............Still alive." Thorne breathed a sigh of relief and immediately used flesh magic to heal the old man's wounds, and then used his wand to wash away his memory of the last ten minutes.

"It was so scary............. Fortunately, the bullets of the gun automatically decomposed in ten seconds. It was really scary." Thorne returned to the cabin, changed into camouflage clothes and knee pads again, put the gun on his back and walked out of the cabin.

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Thorne, Sirius and Harry were sitting in the car. The driver in front had a stern face, and the man in the co-pilot was talking to someone on the phone.

After an unknown period of time, the car suddenly stopped on the road.

The man in the co-pilot got out of the car, opened the back door, and let the three people get out one after another.

Then he took out a key from his waist and uncuffed the three people one by one."Okay, I don't know if you guys have any powerful friends, but we have to let you go after making a phone call... But if I find you guys hunting illegally again, I'll catch you anyway, and we can keep playing like this! Cat and mouse! Humph!" The man said and got on the passenger seat.

"Wait, what about us?" Sirius asked hurriedly.

"Will you reimburse me for the gas?"

The man waved at the driver, and the van sped away, disappearing at the end of the road in the blink of an eye.

"I knew it... I knew it, how could you know that you need a license to hunt, how could you know such a thing? I should have reminded you." Thorne shook his head.

"Well... At least we are safe now, it's very convenient, isn't it? It's just a phone call." Sirius said with all his strength.

"Hehe, I called Hermione, and Hermione took a car to Diagon Alley, borrowed the fireplace to go to the Ministry of Magic, checked the fireplace book in the Ministry of Magic, and then used the fireplace to find Professor McGonagall, and finally asked Professor McGonagall to find Dumbledore, and asked Dumbledore to tell Fudge about us. Finally, Fudge contacted the Muggle Prime Minister, and the Muggle Prime Minister asked the Ministry of Foreign Affairs to get us out... It's really convenient to write." Thorne sneered.

"Uh... ... Do you think we can call the Muggle Prime Minister directly?" Sirius said awkwardly.

"Does he know you?" Harry said faintly.

"Okay, this time it's my fault. Next time I will do my homework, from practical operations to relevant laws and regulations..." Sirius nodded.

"It's better... .... Upgrade the car again." Thorne said.

"I will... .... I won't forget."