Lake understood: "So, the Federation is the lower realm, and your London magical realm belongs to the ascension?"

Hermione looked at Lake with a suspicion. Even Hermione, who was once called the goddess of wisdom in Hogwarts, couldn't understand what the point of Lake's words was.

Lake waved his hand: "I'm talking nonsense, don't care."

Hermione gave Lake a blank look, then talked about the main thing: "Harry, Harry, and Ginny are going to Colorado tomorrow."

Lake asked curiously what was going on.

Hermione said: "Someone called the police there and said that he saw a snail as tall as a hill in the mountains. It should be one of the magical animals that escaped."

Little goat's snail?

Lake raised his eyebrows: "How does it taste?"

Hermione had a black line on her forehead: "That's a magical animal, not a real snail."

Lake shrugged, "Obviously, you haven't traveled to the East."

As long as you can eat it, no matter how many quantity it is, it is not a problem. People in the Eastern country can eat them to the point where they need to be bred manually.

Hermione shook her head speechlessly.

Just then.

Lake's phone rang.

Tiffany's.

"Sir, there have been many large-scale terrorist attacks in New York universities, NYPD, FBI, please help us."
Chapter completed!