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As a young wizard who hadn't experienced the war years, and a probationary employee of the Destiny Group, Frank had previously followed the operations manual strictly in most of his actions.

For example, regarding important target personnel, to ensure the spells wouldn't cause brain damage, the number of Memory Charms used per day couldn't exceed three, and unless under special circumstances, the total duration of memory erasure couldn't exceed one hour per time.

Or, when facing multiple hostile personnel, especially Muggles wielding firearms, it was recommended to first use the Imperius Curse in a hidden corner to control them, creating chaos within the enemy ranks, and then subdue them in batches.

Of course, there were also overall instructions such as prioritizing the protection of target personnel and regarding harming the enemy as secondary.

However, when truly facing specific emergencies, there were still some differences from the rehearsed scenarios in his mind.

Especially when that Muggle raised his gun and prepared to shoot without warning, Frank finally experienced an aura called death, barely managing to control the Muggle to turn the gun and shoot to the side.

Even so, the muffled sound of the bullet entering flesh still made Frank feel a little nauseous. This was nothing like the war scenes described in books and by elders.

As a result, he didn't choose to solve the problem immediately, but instead fled the bloody scene with Alexei.

You should know that according to the complete operations manual, his most correct approach at that time was actually to continue using the Imperius Curse or other spells to quickly subdue all the Muggles and complete the memory erasure of the witnesses, instead of leaving directly.

Frank carefully checked Alexei to confirm that there were no signs of injury on him, and then breathed a slight sigh of relief.

"Then I'll go deal with the cleanup over there. Don't wander around here, I'll be back soon."

"Wait, what do you mean by cleanup work, and you, what was all that just now..."

Alexei shook his head, feeling the nausea and dizziness subside a little.

The middle-aged researcher looked up, ready to ask Frank what exactly happened, but found that only he was left on the rooftop, along with the lonely footprints just made in the snow ahead.

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Snap.

Accompanied by the crack of Apparition.

Frank's figure reappeared in the quiet alley he had been in before, but the chaotic scene he had expected to continue had stopped. Apart from the American who had been shot and killed, the other three Americans were now lying limply on the ground. Apart from their chests and abdomens still breathing, they looked no different from the dead.

"Unbelievable, Frank, you actually reappeared at the same Apparition point."

A hoarse voice came to the young wizard's ear.

Frank turned his head in surprise and saw an old man in a suit sitting unceremoniously on the trash can in the back, playing with his wand and looking at him with a serious face, his eyes slightly reproachful.

"Uncle Kurt! What are you doing here!"

"Hmph, if I hadn't come, you might have become the second unlucky guy hit by a Muggle weapon tonight. I don't want to go back and be nagged at by my wife all night."

Kurt Miel snorted and gently tapped his wand.

With his movements, the Americans lying on the ground floated up like balloons, looking ahead with unfocused eyes and no focus at all.

"But I'll give you credit for being resourceful, knowing to use the Imperius Curse first, instead of stupidly using something like a Disarming Charm like that other little guy, resulting in being shot in the shoulder and triggering the emergency alarm in the Destiny safe house... But, since you've already used the Imperius Curse, why did you choose to run away directly?"

"I, I followed the content of the regulations and prioritized the protection of the target person..."

Frank stammered, answering in a low voice.

"Oh? Is that so." Kurt Miel raised his eyebrows noncommittally, glanced at the child he had watched grow up, and shook his head helplessly, "Then, where is your target person now? Are they safe, and are you sure they won't leak secrets..."

"I…"

"Frank, I shouldn't have to repeat these words. You are a wizard, a Destiny Group wizard, you need to understand the entire plan, the possible impact on the magical and non-magical worlds, you need to take responsibility for your own work, instead of waiting for others to clean up your mess."

Frank nodded obediently, looking hesitantly at the Americans in front of him.

"Sorry, Uncle Kurt. Then this side..."

"Hurry back and take care of things over there. Leave this to me, don't forget, I'm a professional."

Kurt Miel said, glancing at Frank and waving his hand impatiently.

"Go! Don't waste time, go take care of your own business!"

Snap.

Watching Frank disappear again, Kurt Miel sighed helplessly. He really didn't make people worry at all. He didn't know if it was good or bad to let these children come into contact with all this so early...

He couldn't help but recall the steel behemoth that, after their modifications, was already able to float above the dome.

If war could not be avoided, at least choose the side with a greater chance of victory.

"You... who exactly are you..."

Just then, a intermittent voice came from not far away.

Kurt Miel turned his head and saw that the American agent who had been briefly controlled by Frank with the Imperius Curse seemed to have broken free from the spell a little, relying on his own will.

Of course, perhaps there was also the shock factor brought about by his killing of his own comrades.

"Sorry, I can't tell you that for now, but if you're really struggling with this, you can call me... a Death Eater."

Kurt Miel smiled slightly, recalling the standard rhetoric in the manual, and gently waved the wand in his hand. The guns scattered on the ground floated in the air, firmly against the temples of the Americans.

"By the way, according to the regulations, I should have modified your memories and let you leave. But because of a promise to a stubborn old guy, I may need to break the contract..."

The old wizard had a meaningful sneer on his face, and uttered a newly learned Russian phrase.

"Comrade Ulyanov sends his regards! Suka Blyat!"

Bang!

Bang! Bang!

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