"Aren't you shy to take off your clothes just now, the transaction has already started at that time, and your shy emotions contain a lot of temperance, so I restored your magic eye by the way - by the way, I earned a lot of temperance this time."

"Don't mention those things!"

"So, theoretically, I should return something in exchange for the same thing."

After saying this, QB closed his eyes, as if something was rolling, and there was something subtle in the air.

Then, a six-foot-long parchment scroll was spat out by QB.

Sylvia: ""

QB explains, "This is another application of the abilities I gained as a traverser. Discipline power should follow the principle of equivalent exchange, at least, how much one party pays, the other party should pay equally, and as I at this end, I receive too much discipline power, this part of the discipline power will appear in the form of a certain otherworldly thing in the past, present and future recorded by some kind of root vortex. ”

"It's amazing, but I should hand over the otherworldly things to the DPM (Otherworldly Creatures and Items Management Office), the otherworldly things that have not been analyzed and conditioned, the rules on them are all chaotic, lethal 'poison'."

Miss Sylvia, who was still immersed in Lynn's past and couldn't help herself, now seems to have been a little speechless by QB's gags.

"No problem." Constantly flicking his tail, as if to invite credit, QB said proudly.

"Because I'm from another world, and it's in the form of [traversal], not [otherworldly things], and I still have the laws of the other world intact. This is the necessity of distinguishing between the two. In short, I can do the same analysis of [Otherworldly] as Lynn, and faster than him - if he is a high-speed train, I am a Leap type spaceship with a Void Distortion Curvature Engine. ”

"Is that so?"

Believing QB's words, Sylvia picked up the scroll with some trepidation, but before she could see the scroll seal written on it, the door she had closed suddenly turned into pieces under a majestic force.

"Yikes!"

Subconsciously raised his arm to protect his face, but he didn't expect that he was still holding the otherworldly thing condensed by the power of the festival, so Sylvia's festival was turned into crumbs under the power of the law enforcer from the law department of the timepiece tower.

"Intruder, you have the right to remain silent, but the thirty-seven Aurors of our Tafa Department of Politics will tie you up into a dumpling or beat you into a tan when you try to speak, depending on how you behave and how you look - well, she looks like a pretty little girl, so we won't give you a shuttle - besides, put down that white thing around your neck, and don't try to quibble that it's your ferret or whatever, what do you think we've just been doing outside the door for so long? We've spent thirty minutes studying this guy's research log, so I'm well aware of the dangers of this thing, and if you're not careful, the entire clock tower could be blown up by this toy-like animal to the Tianshan Mountains and turn into guano! ”

A bright light suddenly came from the blasted stone door, and then a group of Aurors rolled and jumped in various movements, and drilled out like gophers.

Of course, this group of people Sylvia knew, although it was not a department, but the Department of Mysteries and the Magical Law Enforcement Team were also subordinate to the department of the Clock Tower, and it was only natural that there would be communication between the departments responsible for coordinating the internal relations of the Magic Society

Of course, that doesn't mean Sylvia has to know what this group of guys who come in like a jumping horse is going to do.

A man with a calm face walked in, although he was a young man in a broad sense (in fact, we don't know why, according to the international concept, the upper limit of youth is 44 years old, and the upper limit of the definition of middle age is 59 years old, is it really a problem of the Celestial Empire), but in fact, he is already thirty-four years old, but he has a little gray hair like forty-four, and under the small round glasses that do not match his age, a hideous cut crosses his right cheek. Although he was only this age, the same age as the doctor Draco Malfoy that Sylvia had seen before, he seemed to have been weathered.

If you see the scar on his forehead that abstracts into a long, lightning-like scar, then his identity is also revealed—the most legendary Auror of our time, Harry Potter, the current head of the Auror Command.

"Uh, what's the matter?"

Seeing the young man (Twilight: it still feels strange to use), Sylvia cautiously spoke, pinching QB's tail with her hand. Although it is the nature of magicians to be indifferent, it is really inappropriate to send the "benefactor" who helped him just now and made a deal with him when he was injured

The Aurors' supreme commander, Harry, smiled slightly, leaned forward and said something that only two people could hear: "-"

Sylvia's eyes widened, "Are you telling the truth!" ”

"Of course, you know, my family's Ginny is a reporter for the Daily Prophet!" With one eye closed, Harry, who had already learned that a reckless waving of his wand was not necessarily the best option, used some kind of transaction.

Isn't there a saying that a qualified policeman must know how to combine grace and power -- so wouldn't it be nice to have his wife trade a secret photograph of a heretical magician or something with this little girl in exchange for ownership of that white dangerous animal?

Harry thought with a look of satisfaction.

"Okay! The deal is set! ”

I don't know what secret photos Harry promised, but judging by Sylvia's fanatical expression now, it was very much to her appetite - and that a certain QB was dragged down and sent to Harry.

"Huh? Alas, alas?!!! QB waved his short limbs wildly at a loss, but according to the theory of conservation of discipline, it had just finished trading with Sylvia and now had no remaining discipline to support it in escaping from the girl's clutches.

So, even if it waved its ears like an electric fan, it wouldn't be of much use.

[And so, this dirty, dark, unknown, hidden in the underground of London, filled with the sour smell of unrequited love, within the Clock Tower department, known only to a few people, and destined not to be exposed, began in this way]

"Roar, roar, labor and management are finally out! Ale?! There are boring humans here."

The so-called accident always unfolds at such a time. At that time, everyone present breathed a sigh of relief because this "evil deal" was about to be established, so everyone subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

Therefore, no one noticed that the fragments of the torn [Otherworldly Thing] turned into infinite light chips on the side, and under the influence of some kind of soul, turned into a humanoid creature. It's a bit reluctant to say that it's humanoid, but it's a dinosaur-like humanization, torn open to the corners of the mouth on both sides of the ears, and the bare skin under the weed-like fur clothes is not skin, but dark green scales. Of course, what is decidedly different from humans is its protruding lizard-like facial bones and its scaly and thorny tail extending from its back.

"Wait, oh, what a beautiful posture, even the vulgar me can't help but be fascinated by you. Beautiful, as beautiful as the two moons that shine eternally in the sky, you must have been sent by the Supreme God to heal my body and soul that had been imprisoned and sealed for three thousand years. Even if it wasn't, it would be a beautiful encounter, and it would have been something that the eloquence of all bards could not tell, a legend more beautiful than the twin moons shining in the sky, and so on, did I just say two double moons? Forget it.,Sure enough, I'm still not suitable for this style of painting.,It's definitely a mistake to find an encounter in the dungeon.,If you're looking for something as beautiful as yours.,Or come to the surface world! ”

With that, the strange creature that appeared inexplicably passed through the encirclement network under the Aurors, walked directly to Sylvia's side, and stretched out its rough and salty hand to QB in Sylvia's hand.

"Look at this white. O beautiful fur! Look at these scarlet and charming eyes! Look at this fluffy and bouncy tail! What's your name, Lovely Miss?! ”

A hand pinched QB's chin, and the half-dragon, half-human creature grinned.

“”*N

"Oh, the boss said, before asking for someone's name, you should introduce yourself, as you can see, I'm Sadwind."

Who can tell a person's name by their appearance! At this moment, everyone lifted off the coffee table of their hearts.

Without a trace, the self-proclaimed otherworldly creature of the Wind (not a traverser, the two are fundamentally different) took QB's body from Sylvia's hands: "This is a closed underground? I smell the familiar smell of underground dirt, obviously living on the ground, you humans always like to build some basements or something, tsk, you above-ground humans really know how to play. So this is imprisonment for PIAY? ”

"Catch him!"

After Harry's order, the Aurors who reacted suddenly burst into flames, and all kinds of magic tricks flew everywhere. The Sorrowful Wind who was being targeted rushed out of the gate with a bunch of magic performed by a group of actual magicians who were at least the [Benevolence] level (the seventh level recognized by the Clock Tower), and rushed into the elevator with QB in a burst of ping-pong echoes.

"What's this?"

Harry, who left the conductor, as well as Sylvia, the protagonist of this volume. Bjonsen was caught in the wind and messy.

Especially the latter.

It seems that the impact of this messy incident has caused Miss Sylvia to temporarily forget to observe Lynn's past.

[Starting with the dirty, dark, unknown, hidden in the London underground, filled with the sour smell of unrequited love, within the clock tower department, only a few people know, destined not to be exposed, but was interrupted by some force majeure during the delivery of the transaction as a start, the [Sad Wind Rebellion] that disturbed the clock tower for half a year officially began, in addition, a girl's mind was also interrupted because of the disturbance of this event]

"It shouldn't be a problem to write like that, right? Well, my descendants will not be able to observe what I am doing because of the disturbance of my imaginary number magic, so let's record this event like this. "In the next moment, in the narrow space of time, there is a little different from the present, and Sylvia is more mature. Bjonsen closed his eyes.

The magic eyes, like thawed Sayul Lake, slowly closed.

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So, in this volume, the part of the girl who is the observer is officially over, and the rest is only about the participation of a certain teenager, and that's it.

But let's talk about the rest of the story that the girl who is an observer can't observe.

Well, if anything, it should start here.

After leaving Norway, returned to the Clock Tower, attended the funeral of the parents of Lynn's part.

and the part of the Avengers a year later.

"Jingle bell~!"

It was a cramped, sulphur-smelling room, with all sorts of items piled up in cabinets on either side, all but a few in dusty boxes.

The potted plants that were locked in a glass cover and writhed with purple smoke, the eyes soaked in the jars around them with a cold gaze, the skulls that resembled humans but were more than a dozen times larger than humans, the beehives that constantly buzzed, the magic books that opened and closed to the beat of "Ode to Joy", and, of course, the various colored cauldrons that constantly shimmered with ghostly light - they seemed to be filled with all kinds of potions.

"Oh, welcome, what do guests want to buy. There is everything here, and there is always something that can satisfy the thoughts of the guests. ”

The blind fantasy flicked his tail, rolled up a piece of dust, and pretended to beat the dust. However, doing so made his small shop even more chaotic, so he could only laugh and put down the dust.

"I'm here, not to buy something, I'm here to pawn."

Twelve-year-old Lynn looked up, revealing inorganic blue eyes, but in those eyes, which were like blue gems, there seemed to be a mixture of blood and gray colors constantly surging.

"There are a total of thirty-two ancient books, and the specific contents are counted by myself, and I can guarantee that they are more than 1,500 years old. The right to transcribe these things and the mortgage for one year, I want to exchange for the highest conceptual armament, the legendary [Shengde Qiankun Full Moon Shangqing Taibao Mirror] that can manipulate a country's leylines for one year. ”

Casually throwing a book on the table that no ordinary person would ever touch, and which would be sought after by all magicians, the young Avenger closed his eyes as if he were asleep.

"Jingle bell~!"

The sound of wind chimes sounded like a sound, and they were ancient wind chimes called "Duo" that hung under the eaves. And underneath that, there is a signboard with a small seal with a dragon flying and a phoenix dancing.

【Fire Rat Workshop】

This, too, is a fire rat. The time Barn first met Lynn.

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PS: It's so troublesome to sort out the pits dug QAQ, besides, half of the plot of this volume is over, why did Lynn want to take revenge, and the background of turning the whole of Norway into an eternal country of light has been revealed, so the rest of the part, that is, the other half of the volume, Sylvia will not appear - by the way, Sylvia, QB, and the sad wind that was sealed and unsealed are not dragon tricks, and there will be time for them to promote the story in the future.

PS2: Ah, it's written intermittently, and even a chapter will take three or even four days to squeeze out, these few are estimated to be a bit messyQAQ、、、 in short, we believe that your brain supplement ability and club activities are so tiring QAQ