In fact, Alan first proposed to Mr. Auror - that is, to follow the Muggle route as he used to do, even if the official route would be blocked by wizards due to document reasons and travel intersections, but they could take the smuggling route. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The idea was very good, but Mr. Auror rejected Alan's idea in a single sentence - not because he disdained this method because of his status as an Auror, but because of the four prisoners who were escorted.

If they don't follow the wizard's approach, the three men who are already guilty of the crime will face more severe charges and other wizards who will hunt them down at will - their actions will be regarded as defections, and they will be guessed by their feet, and the other party will definitely ambush a bunch of people in the United States to cleanse the traitors openly.

After coming to this conclusion, Alan stared at Mr. Auror for a long time - who is the official officer, do you want to be so cowardly!!

However, Alan didn't complain too much, such a task was worthy of the high pay, if it was easy to send the other party out, this Auror would spend a lot of money to hire Alan - he is not a charity, so he can't afford to give people living expenses!

――

Their original vehicle was a Muggle vehicle, not a special vehicle for transporting people, but a cameo vehicle for transporting supplies, and the old car was not only covered with floating dust, but also had a very surprising but unpleasant problem - except that the horn could not sound, there was nothing that did not jingle when running up and down.

Forget it, there was a very obvious smell of fish in the car, and Alan even found salted fish that had fallen into the crevices of the car with an eerie glow - in general, this place really didn't look like a human being.

Alan hadn't seen the driver or anything, because Alan had gotten into the car with half a cart of ice cubes and fish, and would come down quietly when they crossed the border on the way, and in the words of the Auror, even the driver didn't know that the safest way of transportation was the one with people in his car.

For the sake of money, Alan pinched his nose and accepted this statement, and then gave himself a bubble head curse - as for the escorts, Alan and Auror both looked like they didn't see it.

Kicking the salted fish in the middle of the carriage, Alan made a simple warm fire source, and while relying on it to maintain his body temperature, he began to gossip with Mr. Auror - "Hey, is this necessary? They will stop us at the border anyway, why are you so careful on the way?"

"Be careful of the Ten Thousand Year Ship - don't look at me like that, I'm professionally trained, especially since I saved my life in such a chaotic place before, so I naturally don't want to deviate in such a place. You know, although this is in Japan, but Ilvermorny is very penetrated, if we are found on the road and directly surrounded, surrounded by a group of Ilvermorny wizards, and there may even be reinforcements from Mahoutokoro, are you sure to leave?"

"Yes-isn't it nonsense, if you're not sure who's coming to help you, I'm not going to take the blame if something happens. Alan rolled his eyes - the lineup last time was even more terrifying, he was sure to escape, this time there are so many cannon fodder, why can't he run?

It's easy to lose friends when you're chatting like this—that's what Mr. Auror's resentful eyes revealed. Obviously, Alan, who is not very good at chatting, blocked him with a sentence - can he still have a pleasant chat?

Still, Alan quickly accepted the message - was it a little too irresponsible for him to do so?

So he hurriedly added: "Don't worry, even if something happens, I won't leave you when I run, if you die, who will I ask for money?"

。。。。。。

Mr. Auror didn't reply, but a mouthful of old blood in his heart was suffocated to the extreme, and there was a gushing out of it every minute.

However, there was no comparison without killing - just as the Aurors were hesitating to complain or express their gratitude for the fact that the other party would not give up even in the midst of a crisis, the leader of the remaining four wizards who had no ability to protect themselves spoke.

They were the most miserable ones - Alan and they just complained about the environment, and these four people endured it neatly - they didn't have a bubble head charm or a magical fire source that provided temperature, and the injuries on their bodies limited their most basic magic release - they were not even as good as before they entered school, then they could occasionally use magic by virtue of their talents, and now, they were no different from Muggles.

Of course, let them directly accuse Alan of their wrong remarks, and a few people don't have the courage - just before the mission appeared, the Auror said with a relaxed face that as long as he brought back such a wizard, it would be enough for him to hand over the task, and the pressure on those families was certainly not low, but don't underestimate his energy - one person is enough to block all the accusations, and if there are two people, the task will be completed quite well.

No one wants to be the one who has failed to be saved - and now, who is saved depends entirely on the mood of others.

"Excuse me, gentlemen, can you give us a little fire - it's really cold right now, and the temperature in this compartment is too low. "The wizard who spoke was very polite and had a very good attitude.

Unfortunately, he was met with Auror's ignorance and Allen's rhetorical question, "I'm sorry - I have to save every bit of mana to deal with the upcoming battle, and if I don't have enough mana, who do you want me to give up?"

The other party was dumbfounded for a while, then retreated, and several people shrank in the corner.

What are you kidding - these four guys are rumored to be trying to make a move on Hogwarts, and even if they weren't, Alan would never have chosen to forgive them.

That's because -- someone wet the bed last night!

Perhaps because of the fact that there were too many things that happened yesterday, among the students who entered the castle, a boy did not control himself, and then put water in the dense group of sleeping bags without reservation.

Although Alan didn't get hit, no matter how many times the area was magically treated, no boy wanted to put his sleeping bag in it - which made the already crowded environment even more chaotic.

Amid the grinding and snoring of the group, Alan stayed up until the second half of the night before falling asleep - the culprit of everything was the bastards in front of him!

If it weren't for the fact that this thing wouldn't kill people, believe it or not, Charlid wouldn't have killed these pit shitties before Allen did it!

After the other party's request was denied, Alan kept the fire in his hand and made a lip shape: "You deserve it." ”