"Eh, yes, don't quarrel, don't quarrel. ”

"There must be some misunderstanding, Chloe, this is Hofa Bach and I mentioned, and I was going to have him send you back to London." ”

"Him?"

The nun shouted in disbelief, "Just him, never!"

At this time, Noble also rushed over.

Seeing Delfina standing in front of Hoffa, he took off his sunglasses. "It's you again, bald girl, didn't you say you wouldn't follow us?"

"I'm sorry," said Delfina lazily, "this time Mr. Bach found it himself." ”

When Noble saw a nun on the other side with her head down and sobbing, he was a little embarrassed for a while, and he asked Hoffa in a low voice, "Hey, young man, what's wrong with you?"

Hoffa gave him a fierce look.

At this time, Sister Scarface sobbed and raised her head, and when she saw the honor of the other party, Noble exclaimed, "Such a setback?"

Delfina sneered: "Is it more frustrating than a giantess?"

Noble snorted, "You know a fart!"

Then, he was rarely not angry, but said embarrassedly, "What's the matter, let's sit down and talk slowly." ”

Delfina folded her arms and looked at Hoffa, teasing, "What do you say?"

Hoffa was now calm, and in broad daylight, he didn't believe that this nun could still disappear around him like magic.

"Okay, it's okay anyway, let's sit down and talk slowly. ”

So, the group of four returned to the restaurant of the Hoffa Temporary Hotel.

In the dining room, the four of them sat facing each other, with Hoffa and Noble sitting together, and across from them sat Delfina, a bald employee of the Ministry of Magic, and the nun with an ugly scar on her face.

After sitting down. Hoffa's eyes never left the nun, and he didn't dare to relax for a moment.

The nun's face was full of grievances and resentment, she hugged her arms angrily, and didn't look at Hoffa at all.

Delfina was the first to break the deadlock, stroking her hands and smiling: "This is Chloe Lemay. That is, the person I am going to ask you to help send to London. She is the great-granddaughter of the famous alchemist Nick Lemay. ”

Nicol Lemay.

With a thunderous name, it can be said that he is one of the most famous top alchemists in this world.

Unexpectedly, the ugly nun with a scar on her face in front of her had such an amazing identity, Hoffa put away his contempt slightly, but he became more and more confused.

Nicola Leme, who is a man who can make immortal philosopher's stones, can this little girl be guilty of stealing her magic gauntlet?

Noble's eyes lit up when he heard the surname Lemay, and his attitude improved a lot: "It seems that I am still lucky, I actually met the direct descendants of the top alchemist, where are you going to go?"

"Tomorrow the port will be unblocked, and then I will take Chloe back to England by sea. ”

"Are you sure you can pass the Wizards' Guild's check?"

"Any ship at sea has to stop at least three islands, and each island has layers of checks.

As soon as one of you reveals your identity as an English wizard, you will be imprisoned in a dungeon by those Germans. Even if you cross the sea, the coastline of the British Isles has been almost eroded by dark wizards, and it is now the darkest place in the world."

"I know, that's where I came from. ”

Delfina sighed: "There are corpses everywhere, monsters are rampant, compared to there, Paris is paradise." To be honest, I don't have much confidence myself to carry a man across the heavily guarded Anglo-French border. ”

The bald woman leaned closer to her head as she spoke, and lowered her voice:

"Listen, if you can help get her to London, England, I can apply to the Ministry of Magic to get you out of your wanted list, and we can work together to face a common enemy. ”

"No, I can't. Noble shrugged: "Although I have great respect for Mr. Lemay, he has helped me a lot in alchemy, but I'm really sorry, we still have our own things to do." ”

"Where are you going?" asked Delfina.

"Africa, I won't reveal the exact location. ”

(Noble and Delfina chattered some gibberish, and Hoffa was almost deaf to what they were saying, his attention completely focused on the Scarface nun opposite.) ）

Delfina: "Ahem, with all due respect, it's a good idea for you to make weapons to sell to the rebels, but it's just the two of you, and it's too weak.

We can provide you with raw materials, yards, and all kinds of assistance, as long as you can give us a little help on the way back. ”

"This"

Noble hesitated, and he looked at Hoffa.

Hoffa shook his head.

So Noble looked at Chloe, hesitated, and said:

"We can't help, but we have a friend whose name is Frank, who has been smuggling in the English Channel all year round.

If you can find him and give him enough benefits to make his heart flutter, I think he can help you get her back to England. ”

Delfina perked up: "Where do I go to find him?"

Noble stood up: "You come with me, you get you a token, you give it to him when the time comes, just say that Hofa and Noble told you to find him, it's okay." ”

Delfina smiled, "That's a big help." ”

She stood up and straightened her robe: "Mr. Bach." ”

Hoffa, who had been holding his arms and not speaking, glanced at her coldly.

Delfina: "I'm going to get some tokens with Mr. Hagrid, can I take care of this Miss Lemay?" ”

"Don't!"

Chloe, who was silent, watched as Hoffa screamed, "I'll go with you." ”

Hoffa sneered.

Delfina hurriedly touched Chloe's head: "Obedient, no matter what misunderstanding, now is not the time to quarrel." Believe me, this Mr. Bach can be trusted at times, although he is sometimes weird. ”

"Me"

Delfina: "Good." ”

Sister Scarface sat down with a look of displeasure and hatred.

Hoffa's mouth was full of sarcasm: "I don't know where your inexplicable trust comes from." ”

Delfina gave him a big smile. After making a gesture of please, she followed Noble away.

Only two people were left at the table facing each other, Hoffa, and Chloe, the ugly nun. The atmosphere is awkward, not harmonious.

Chloe fidgeted, grabbed a magazine, flipped it over, tossed it aside, and then grabbed another magazine, flipped it over and made a rattling sound.

Hoffa stirred his coffee, thinking about what to do to get the magic glove back. If the other party doesn't say anything, he doesn't seem to have much to do with her.

"Are you a wizard?" he tried to be soft.

The ugly nun glared at him with a scarred face from behind the magazine.

"It's your business!"

"I'm from Hogwarts, what school are you from?"

The nun's face was slightly better.

"Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry? ”

"Ravenclaw. Hoffa said.

"The Ravenclaw I know isn't as unreasonably indecent as you. ”

The nun said unceremoniously, "They are polite and wise gentlemen, and your most wicked Slytherin is no more. ”

Hoffa thought to himself that you deserve to wear monastic robes, how blind would God be to choose you to serve him.

Thinking that his gloves were not yet known where he was hiding, he did not show his thoughts, but showed a false smile: "What about you? ”

"No, I didn't go to magic school, and I don't have a wand. ”

"Muggles, Squibs?" Hofa wondered.

"No, I'm a wizard. Chloe said calmly.

"It's just that I can't control my magic and can't go to school. ”

"Oh, that's a shame. ”

Hoffa said duplicitously, "School of magic is really interesting. ”

But the nun retorted:

"Interesting, you don't go to school yet? It's September 1st, what are you still doing in France, oh, by the way, you're going to Africa!"

The nun laughed, "When did Hogwarts open in Africa?"

Hoffa thought it would be better to keep his mouth shut. He was afraid that if he continued to ask like this, the gloves would not be found, and he would be angry first.

He turned his head to look out the window, and countless soldiers walked by outside, heavy tanks rumbled past the ground, as if preparing for some military parade, several Gestapo in black civilian clothes showed their faces from behind the newspapers, and a solemn and solemn atmosphere gradually spread through the streets.

A few black-robed wizards jumped out of the tank from a distance, grabbed a few Muggles in the street without hesitation, and began to inject mana recovery potions into their necks.

Hoffa turned his head mechanically, his face expressionless.

Chloe was still chattering on the other side, "I said I didn't steal anything, I didn't steal, and besides, why don't you go to the police if you lose something, why are you staring at me, you don't have anything worth me"

She was counting Hoffa with disgust on her face, when a female server in an apron slowly walked over in the distance, carrying a coffee pot and a professional smile on her face.

"Do you want coffee?"

The waitress asked.

"Uh" Chloe paused, "yes, more milk and sugar." ”

"Okay. ”

The waitress bent down and began to pour coffee.

Hoffa's eyes rolled and he noticed a slight bulge on the waiter's belt. Although the bulge was extremely inconspicuous, Hoffa detected a dangerous fluctuation of mana in it.

Is that a wand?

Why do waitresses in restaurants have magic wands?

As soon as this question came to his mind, the waitress reached for Chloe's cup without leaving a trace, and the viper-like mental force field hissed and spread.

In the next second, the coffee pot in the waitress's hand turned into a sharp syringe and went straight to Chloe's neck.

Hoffa screamed that something was wrong, and he leaped forward and pounced on Chloe across the table.

In a flash of lightning, Chloe's head was pressed down, the table was smashed with a bang, and Hoffa kicked the waitress in the chest.

She flew upside down and slammed into the bulletin board in the restaurant. The bulletin board was smashed to pieces, and the diners in the restaurant began to flee screaming.

But the waitress stood up like no one else, and snapped her crooked neck around.

But at the same time, countless soldiers with guns rushed in from outside the door, and the man at the head was none other than Colonel Muller Mance, who had gone to search Hoffa's house last night.

The waitress drew her wand and lifted a table in her way with one hand, "Detected a magic reaction, it's her!"

Müller Mance's cheetah-like head turned around in an instant, locked firmly into the corner, and with a wave of his arm, more than a dozen soldiers rushed towards Hoffa and Chloe in the corner with guns.

Before Hoffa had time to think about what was going on, he pushed away the plank that was pressing on him and climbed to Chloe's side.

I saw Chloe lying half-lying on the ground, with a needle stuck in her neck, and the blue magic recovery potion in the needle was drastically decreasing, and after being injected, her whole body trembled.

He pulled out the needle and half-wrapped Chloe in his arms.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?"

"Go faster!"

Chloe struggled to say this.

"Damn it!"

Seeing the soldier getting closer and closer, Hofa took Chloe's arm and lifted her up, and without hesitation, she entered the phantom state and disappeared into thin air.

The front door was blocked by the crowd, and he had to run to the back of the hotel with Chloe.

Crashing into the back kitchen of the hotel, Hoffa slammed the iron door shut. As soon as it was closed, the iron door appeared with countless bumps. Soldiers outside the door were shooting wildly.

Hoffa took two steps back, his hands folded, trying to seal the iron door with the shattered grip to control the stone and prevent the soldiers from entering.

But before he could start casting the spell, a feeling of suffocation came over his brain, and he stumbled and almost fell to the ground. The room was filled with a surging and frenzied magic, and under the influence of this magic, the air turned into a substance as thick as butter, making it impossible to breathe.

When I turned my head, I saw Chloe lying on the ground, her face flushed, her forehead was bruised, and her whole person was like a dying salted fish, looking extremely twisted and stiff.

"Hey, hey, what's wrong with you?"

Without answering, her slender fingers scratched at her cheek, and the veins in her arms were clearly visible, and the veins flowed with a breathless magic.

"My God"

Hoffa groaned.

He didn't know what was wrong with this guy, but he had a hunch that something bad was going to happen next.

Bang knock!

Bang knock!!

There was a strong crash outside the door, and the soldiers outside prepared to force their way in.

Hoffa pressed his palm against the ground. Countless stone hands crossed and circled out from the ground, firmly clasped to the iron door, making it impossible for the soldiers behind them to break through.

After several fruitless rumble strikes, the soldiers outside the door also stopped shooting. But Hoffa knew that those people would never give up.

Perception told him that the building was surrounded by people. Among those men were not only soldiers, but also wizards.

There was silence for a moment.

Knock knock!

A polite knock on the door.

Hoffa stuck to the door.

A man's hoarse, deep voice sounded outside the door.

"Mr. Bach, I know you're listening, right?"

There was no answer.

Hoffa's heart sank, and he was finally recognized.

The man outside continued: "I'm the colonel of the SS, Müller Mans. The woman next to you is an anomalous human we contain, she's very, very dangerous, and now that you're out, we're not going to do anything to you. Instead, it will reward you. ”

abnormal

Thinking of the photo that the SS officer had shown himself the night before, he turned his head to look.

Chloe, who was lying in the corner and convulsing, did not look like the white-eyed woman in the photo.

He walked over to Chloe, who was struggling, reached for her chin, and tore it gently.

Only then did I discover that the scar on Chloe's face was actually a mask pasted on the disguise technique. Under the vigorous exercise just now, most of the mask on half of her face had fallen off.