Harry Potter, the savior of Night City

"It's been sent to you."

A red light flashed in Li Jiyi's eyes, and he sent a file to Harry. After Harry received it, he found that it did indeed contain several contact methods and the names of specific contact persons.

"You've been a great help. If this mission goes smoothly, I'll definitely reward you handsomely."

"What are you saying? I'm more than happy to be of help." Li Ji cleared away the wine bottles and glasses from the coffee table. "If there's nothing else, you can go ahead and get back to work. I have to get back to my tasks. If you have any questions, feel free to contact me."

After saying that, Li Ji looked at Harry, and after seeing Harry nod, he left with the tray in his hand.

"I'm sending the contact information to the channel." Harry's prosthetic eye flashed red as he uploaded the contact information from the file to the team channel.

"Let's contact this guy named Thor first. After all, we need to ask their boss for permission before we can hire them," Mann said. After getting the consent of all the team members, he began to try to contact Thor.

[Call request in progress]

[Connected]

"Who are you? How did you get this number?" The call connected, and a middle-aged man's voice, sounding somewhat weak and very cautious, came through.

"I got the phone number from Li Ji."

"Li Ji? Which Li... Ugh~, how does he know us?" Thor didn't let his guard down and continued to ask.

"I was so exhausted while trying to smuggle myself across the border that you guys rescued me."

"Hmm, it seems that kid really did introduce you. I'm sorry, but for the sake of our family, I have to be cautious. Alright, explain your purpose." Only then did Thor confirm that it was indeed Li Ji who introduced him, and his tone became less wary.

"We want to attack a research institute in the Badlands and hire some of your people."

"What are the specifics? Are any companies involved?" Thor didn't ask about the commission, but instead directly inquired whether it would jeopardize Adcardo.

"There are about a hundred Night Wanderers, five military-grade heavy machine guns, and about two Centaur mechs. Arasaka and the Military Science Academy may also be involved." Mann made everything clear, in case he needed to interact with these wanderers in the future.

"I appreciate your honesty, but I'm sorry, putting aside the fact that there are so many ghosts, I wouldn't send my people to their deaths just because two companies are involved," Thor said, before preparing to hang up.

"Hey, wait a minute, bro," Mann hurriedly called out. "I'll borrow ten people from you, five thousand euros each. And as soon as we get into the research institute, your people can leave immediately. Those night ghosts aren't part of the company, and the research institute isn't part of the company either. It's just that there are company things inside, and the company might send someone to take them. Don't worry, the company will definitely not come while we're infiltrating the research institute, and you won't take any company stuff. The company won't come after you."

"Hmm, the offer is tempting, but I refuse." Thor still chose to refuse. "Although, according to you, I don't need to worry about the company, what about my men? With such heavy firepower on the other side, how many of my men can survive if I help you?"

"Brother, to be honest, I used to be from a family of wanderers too, so I understand you. But now, we're out of time. Here's what we'll do: I'll give each of them 10,000 euros. Once we get into the research institute, they can leave, and whether it succeeds or not will have nothing to do with you. Besides, if it does work out, it'll reduce the number of night ghosts bothering you, won't it?" Mann was still trying to persuade them.

"This..." To be honest, Thor was somewhat tempted. This amount of money was indeed a lot for the family, and, just as Mann said, if they could really kill those night ghosts, the family members would be safer when they went to the city to buy supplies and when they moved to the Badlands.

"Fifteen thousand euros, fifteen thousand euros per person, paid on-site." Mann's heart bled as he shouted out this price; all the money he had saved over the years was probably gone now. "Our firepower is also good, and we also have two military-grade S.A.S ...

"Hmm..." Thor fell silent on the other end of the phone. After a long while, he said, "Deal. I'll send you an address. I'll send someone from my family over. It'll be worth the price. When are you coming?"

"We'll head over from the city right now."

"It seems you're in a real hurry. I'll send you the address now. Remember it. When you get there, my people will give you the password. They'll say 'Night Wanderer,' and you'll say 'Research Institute.'"

"Understood."

[Call ended]

"Hoo..." Mann lay on the sofa, his whole demeanor turning ashen, as if he had lost his dreams after burning out, muttering something like "150,000 euros".

"Did they agree?" Dorio asked.

"Agreed." Mann's voice was filled with heartache. "150,000 euros, ten people, and their only responsibility is to get us into the research institute."

"What an outrageous clause!" Pila exclaimed from the side. "Is this a deliberate attempt to rip us off because they see we're in a hurry?"

"I set the conditions," Mann said. "There was no other way; we were too pressed for time, and Saul was too cautious. We had to pry him open with enough incentives."

"Alright, when do we leave?" Harry asked.

"Now."

......

Sitting in the car, watching the yellow sand swirling outside the window, Harry sighed and turned to clean his mantis knife.

"Harry, you said you're a wizard, so do you have any easy and efficient group spells?" Pila asked Harry, after all, the enemy's firepower was so heavy, almost comparable to the firepower of a gang's headquarters.

"Yes, but either I can't tell friend from foe, or I haven't learned it yet," Harry said.

"Huh? You're a wizard? You've been watching too many movies, haven't you?" David hadn't seen Harry use Avada Kedavra that day and was skeptical.

"Yugardim, Leviosa." Harry, too lazy to waste words, pointed to David's clothes and cast a levitation spell without a wand, making David float in the car by his own clothes.

"Holy shit."

"Holy shit."

"Fuck! Put me down!" David flailed his limbs wildly in the air. "I believe you, I believe you, put me down, bro, put me down!"

"Bang!" David fell face-first into the car.

"That's so cool!" David looked up, gave a thumbs up, and said in a youthful voice, while Lucy next to him covered her mouth and chuckled.

"Tell me, what's it like when it can't distinguish between friend and foe? Can it be controlled?" Rebecca had a dangerous thought.

"I can't control it by myself; it would take at least five wizards like me," Harry said. He was only a second-year student; if he were a current Hogwarts student, a sixth-year student would probably be able to control his Fiendfire.

"Is there anything else that can be controlled?" Rebecca asked again, though she simply wanted to know if there had been an explosion...

"Yes," Harry said confidently. "Explosive and fire-based attacks are both fine, but the effects probably won't be very good, since there will be too many people."

"Moreover, hackers can also create flames and explosions," Qiwei added from the side. "Overheating of the prosthetic body, system overload, detonating grenades—these are all things that the puppets can do."

......

The sun had set, and it was already evening.

Falco stopped the car and said to his teammates behind him, "We're here."

Outside was a small earthen slope, and several modified vehicles were parked in the grass in the distance. It seemed that this was the rendezvous point.

As soon as Mann got out of the car and landed on the ground, five red dots were aimed at his chest and head.

"Who are you? How did you find this place?" Six people quickly surrounded them, and four more were lurking in the shadows, ready to attack at any moment.

"Is it Adcardo's?"

"Night-roaming ghosts," said the leader, who appeared to be a retired soldier.

"The research institute," Mann replied.

"How much do you pay us?" the other side probed.

"Fifteen thousand euros per person." Mann's heart was bleeding as he said this.

"It's them. Come on over." The leader lowered his gun, beckoned to the people beside him and in the shadows, then walked up to Mann. "Sorry, but it's always good to be cautious."

"I understand." Mann shrugged, then gestured for Harry and the others to get out of the car.