Chapter 8: The Last Trip to London
To Alan's surprise, he was deceived, there was no dean at all, but he was greeted by a group of bear children holding candles, when he opened the door, two bouquets exploded directly in front of his eyes, streamers and confetti fell directly above his head, and the small cakes on the table in the middle and a few barely rich dishes told him one thing - this was not the dean's invitation, but these bear children were holding a farewell party for him!
If the plot develops, Alan will be very moved, and several bear children will work hard in the next time to welcome a new life, how warm and beautiful all this will be. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 info。。。。。
However, instead of being moved, Alan was a little sore in the ass。。。。。。
Who told these little bunnies that he was leaving tomorrow!
What are you kidding, it's still early before Hogwarts starts!
A leading ginger-haired boy stood up, holding a candle and said, "Brother Allen, they said that you are leaving and going to study in boarding school, and there is nothing you can do but hold a farewell banquet for you, and I wish you a world in boarding school!"
Well, that's true, but why can Alan hear that irrepressible joy from it?
Looking at the other little rabbit cubs, almost all the feelings in their eyes were joyful, and the rest of them were not sad but adoring.
Merlin's woollen socks!Is this group of guys having a parting party or a celebration of his departure? Didn't those adoring fellows take his story of lying to them seriously?
Allen curled the index finger and middle finger of his right hand, and chiseled heavily into the head of the leading guy, and in his screams of pain, he said angrily: "I started school on September 1st, and now it's just August!
Alan didn't finish his words, because there was an exclamation from the bear children beside him, and then he heard the sound of owls flapping their wings, and when he turned his head, he saw a brown owl with a letter tied to his legs flying by, and stopped on the table he had been facing.
Alan picked up a smoked sardine from the plate on the table and handed it to the owl.
Apparently the food was to the owl's liking, and after a quick treat, it handed over its left foot, and Alan carefully took the letter.
It's still the familiar coat of arms, but there's only one ticket in the letter, and you don't have to look closely, it's the Hogwarts train, which starts nine and three-quarters of the way around.
After the owl flew away, a group of children who didn't even dare to breathe in the air made comments such as cool and handsome. For them, an owl that seems to have been domesticated is nothing short of a miracle.
"Well, quiet. Alan pressed his hand to calm the discussion of these bear children, clapped his palms and said, "Although you have made a mistake on the date, since everything is ready, then I will apply with the dean, and I can make an exception to sleep at eleven o'clock today." ”
Then the atmosphere could no longer be controlled, and going to bed at half past nine was like squatting in a small black room for this group of energetic bear children.
However, contrary to Allen's expectations, even the wildest child did not last until half past ten, and it was obvious that the strength of the biological clock was not something that these children under the age of 12 could bear.
After helping the dean carry the youngest bear children sleeping on the table to their room, Alan said goodnight to his dean and went back.
It's just eleven o'clock, but the nightlife has just begun.
Although there were many surprises today, Alan has no intention of changing his original habits.
Even for the sake of his own development, Alan still maintained the habit of spending half the night in London every Wednesday, and as for the lack of sleep - sorry, Elsa Mama, there were so many people who slept in theology class on Thursday, and I was not too much.
London is a wonderful place at night, and unlike the bustling city during the day, London at night is a drunken city, and the closed ballrooms and bars during the day inject a strange vitality into the city at night - which is destined to have a lot of shadows in the city under such glamour.
Eren has stepped into the shadows many times, but he has never been a killer, and even if he can't release skills, the abilities given to him by the system are enough to allow him to operate safely here.
Although he didn't save the beauty as a hero, he punished a lot of looters - hoping that the trash cans and their empty purses would wake them up after a night in a coma.
However, Alan was still busy this night, and the security level in London at this time was really a bit high.
Allen's Wednesday parade was unsatisfactory until the last Wednesday of late August.
At this time, Alan was already a little anxious, if he still didn't get anything today, it meant that until the beginning of the summer vacation next year, he wouldn't have time to get gold Galleons through this easiest way. As for other ways to make money, he really didn't have any ideas for the time being. After all, his current identity is only an 11-year-old child.
However, apparently today is the day when Lady Luck smiles, and just when Alan was searching for half a day without success, a strong smell of blood appeared in front of him with a crisp gunshot, and then a person who ran quickly.
From the gun in his hand that was still smoking, he could clearly know who the murderer of the shooting was just now, and then, without waiting for Allen to think about it, the murderer directly raised the gun in his hand, and without even saying much, he shot directly.
This was the first time Alan had seen such a murderous creature, but it was useless, with the slight movement of Ellen's fingers, the bullet that flew towards him met a blue film, and then disappeared with the shattering of the film, as if nothing had happened. Even the shield that even the Phi City Policewoman's terrifying modified gun can block is still effective against the bullets of this ordinary pistol.
The response to the panicked murderer was a ball of lightning that flew in, and then, the battle ended, taking a total of 3 seconds.
The real time-consuming process was the process of getting the murderer to the bottom of the river, and fortunately, the Thames River is very close, and there are many stones along the river.
This encounter made Alan very rewarding, a thousand pounds is not a small amount no matter where it is placed, as for the sequelae, hehe, in the absence of a body, the police will only find the shooting, the murderer who escaped will be considered to be hiding nine out of nine, even if the Ministry of Magic survives to the scene to investigate, it will not be able to find the head of a freshman who has just entered the school, especially if he does not use a wand at all.
Killing people is not a big deal, especially if the other person makes the first move. The only problem was that he calculated that the thousand pounds were only 200 Galleons, which was 2,000 gold coins after being converted into the system, which was far from 6,300.
So, Merlin, give me a few more Muggle killers, the kind with money.