Raymond's words made Hoffa's eyes widen.

"Huh," Raymond smiled. "Don't have that expression, I'll fix this watch too, it's just a magic crystal. But I haven't had time to help you get it yet. ”

Raymond said as he pulled out his quill and brushed down on the paper.

"In this case, you can go to the Casablanca Wizard Auction Market and get a few magic crystals back, and I'll help you assemble them after you get them, how about it?"

With that, he handed the note to Hoffa.

Hoffa took the note and looked at it, his face a little hot. The note shows the specific purchase address, contact person.

"Do you want money?"

"Money, of course. Raymond's eyes widened. "The auction house doesn't do charity, and there are very few people who produce magic crystals now, so why don't you use that thing. ”

Hoffa sighed and rubbed his forehead: "I don't have any money. ”

"No money?"

Raymond smiled dumbly: "It's not expensive, a magic crystal is only 20 Galleons is enough, and a low-level crystal can be used for more than a year." ”

20 Galleons, it's really not expensive. But Hoffa thought to himself that he would not be able to have 1 Galleon in his whole body, and where would he go to 20 Galleons.

"I don't have twenty Galleons. Hoffa said honestly.

After a few seconds of silence, the registered witch raised her eyelids and glanced at Hoffa, and a wizard next door wearing a Spanish pointed hat pinched his mustache and looked at him in surprise.

The air was a little embarrassed for a moment, and Raymond, who was sitting behind the counter, sensed that something was wrong. The corners of Osivia's mouth twitched in a rare way.

"You...... Say what?" asked Raymond.

Hoffa grabbed the watch back and slipped it on his wrist.

"I said I didn't have any money, I thought your watch was warranted. ”

"Whoever sells things will have a 100-year warranty!"

Raymond exclaimed, "Moreover, this watch was given to Duppet by my father, not sold to him......"

"Alright, don't say it. ”

Hoffa sighed, thinking to himself what a miscalculation. But Dippet can't be blamed for this, after all, he didn't force himself to come. It can only be said that poverty is the original sin, and the plan to find a job on your own has to be advanced. Otherwise, a hard trip to Morocco will be a wasted trip.

He asked Raymond, "Do you know what jobs are nearby?"

Raymond retracted the stunned look on his face, snapped his fingers and said, "What are you good at?"

"Uh......." Hoffa said, glancing at Ossivia, "Transfiguration." ”

"Transfiguration?"

Raymond pondered for a moment, then he took out a long slip of the sheet from under the cabinet, dipped it in saliva, and quickly flipped through it.

Finally, he shook his head.

"Tsk, you can't make much money from deformation. You're not good at potions or herbs, I have a few potions making jobs here, and the oil and water are good. ”

Hoffa shook his head.

Refining potions, this kind of living Aglaia must like it very much, but he is really not at a high level in potions.

"Can't you.....?"

Raymond's brow furrowed slightly. After thinking for a while, he kicked the cabinet and sat on the chair to draw a long distance.

"Nancy!

He shouted in French.

"What?"

A dark-skinned little girl dragged a mop out of the hall.

"Did anyone send that kid from the Spencers?"

"No, he hasn't found the right person yet. The little girl named Nancy said loudly.

The old man kicked back his chair and looked at Hoffa:

"I've heard that wizards who are good at transfiguration are very adaptable, are you right?"

Before Hoffa could speak, Ossivia on the side frowned. "What kidding, he just graduated from the first grade. ”

"Well, it seems to be. Raymond looked regretful.

"Wait a minute. ”

Hoffa quickly drew his wand and lit the straw in front of Raymond.

In an instant, the metal straw transformed into a Damascus knife.

Then, the Damascus knife turned back into a straw, and the inside was still silently emitting white smoke.

A few wizards next to him took a slight breath, and the bobhead girl who was in charge of recording the tenant's information covered her mouth, and Ossivia looked at Hoffa's expression a little solemn.

"What tasks, how much. Hoffa stepped back and asked calmly.

Raymond still looked at his hookah pipe in amazement.

"Ugh....... Task, the task is not difficult, the honorarium is 50 Galleons, and I have a Beauxbatons student here. Recently he wanted to go home and see that his home was in Andorra on the border with Spain, but due to some special reasons, his family could not come to pick him up, so I needed help to take him to Barcelona station in Spain. ”

Barcelona, so familiar name, Hoffa thought.

"Won't he go himself?" asked Hoffa, curious.

"Oh, speaking of which. Raymond took a drag on his cigarette and looked serious. "The kid was disabled and had to go out in a wheelchair, so he needed to be taken care of by a patient and clever guy. ”

Child, disabled, Barcelona, Spain, 50 gold galleons.

Hoffa thought for a moment, and this order could be accepted.

Spain and Morocco are also separated by the Strait of Gibraltar. Just cross this strait and find another train.......

"No, I can't. Then Ossivia suddenly said, "You are not allowed to go out." ”

Hoffa turned his head in surprise: "Huh?

"Because I promised Principal Duppet to protect you, if you go to Spain, I can't go with you. Ossivia said calmly.

"And what about my watch?" Hoffa shook his wrist, "Are you paying for it?"

"I still have to buy a ticket back with my money, not enough for you to buy a magic crystal. She said.

"That's fine. Hoffa said.

"No, I can't. Ossivia still vetoed Hoffa's proposal, and she looked at Raymond. "Thank you for your kindness, I think this task is over. ”

With that, she picked up a key on the table, took Hoffa's wrist, and strode down the spiral staircase to the staircase.

broke free twice in a row, but it was completely useless, and the other party's slender and white fingers were like iron hoops, unbreakable.

At this time, Hoffa really felt the rigidity of this accompanying teammate, is she really a robot?

......

The place where two people stay is a suite on the third floor with two rooms with fireplace, living room, sofa, wine rack. There is a purple carpet on the floor, which looks quite luxurious.

As soon as he entered the hall of the suite, Hoffa struggled to break free of Osivia's grasp.

"Hey, senior sister, what do you mean by that?"

"You have to stay here, with me. ”

Ossivia said stubbornly.

"I need that money," said Hoffa, "not only to fix my watch, but if I don't have the money, I won't be able to buy textbooks by the time of next year." ”

"You're poor?"

"Orphans. "Hoffa began to sell miserably.

But Osivia just lowered her eyelids, "You can write to the school to apply for a grant." ”

"I don't want to use second-hand books," Hoffa said immediately, "I can make money for new books and new robes." ”

"I'm sorry, but rules are rules. "You have to stay in the hotel." ”

Huo Fa was a little unhappy, his face turned cold, "It's summer vacation, senior sister." This is not Hogwarts either. ”

"I don't know how you managed to hide from the Ministry of Magic, but according to the rules, underage children are not allowed to cast spells outside of school during the summer vacation, and you have violated this rule many times. ”

It was quiet for a few seconds.

Hoffa was stunned: "This is not England. ”

"The French Ministry of Magic also has this regulation. ”

Hofa stared at the other party's turquoise eyes, and she looked at Hofa calmly.

There's no doubt that this guy is here for real. She's not Aglaia's kind of gambling report, this person really respects the rules.

“Ok。 ”

“Ok。 Hoffa raised his hand: "Then what do you think I should do these days?" ”

"First of all, you can't go out of the hotel because it's chaotic outside and once you get out, no one knows what will happen. ”

Osivia rightfully cocked up a finger. "Every morning, I wake you up to eat. At noon, I might go to work, and in the evening, I'll come back. In the meantime, you need to be safe. ”

"Oh~"

Hoffa nodded as if in a sense of realization.

"Then what am I doing in the hotel? 24-hour paddling. ”

Hoffa pointed to the large pool downstairs, where many men and women were lying by the pool basking in the sun.

Ossivia glanced at Hoffa's finger.

"No, I can't. ”

"No way?"

"The pool is 1.8 meters deep, it belongs to the adult pool, and it is not safe for you to go there. Ossivia said calmly. "At least you can't go when I'm not available. ”

"Huh. ”

Hoffa let out a short laugh. The soles of his feet quickly touched the ground, and his five fingers clenched helplessly on the sofa, Principal Dippet really found a good teammate for himself.

"So these days, I've stayed in my room, eaten, slept, slept, and fed, and when you've finished your mission, I'll take me back to London. ”

After a moment of silence, Ossivia: "That's right. ”

"I'll do whatever I want when I get back to London, right?"

"That's right. ”

Hoffa gave a thumbs up, "You won, as you wished." ”

Ossivia was stunned, probably not expecting Hoffa to agree so quickly, but rarely, a smile appeared on her machine-stiff face.

She got up and patted Hoffa on the shoulder: "I'm also for your own good, you go and get some rest, and I'll take you to dinner later." ”

With that, she carried her bag into her room and closed the door.

Seeing her disappear behind the door, Hoffa sat down on the couch with a blank face and let out a sigh of relief.

There is no doubt that Ossivia is a conscientious woman who is completely faithful to her job, to her mission.

At this point, Hoffa couldn't say anything, let alone accuse her.

But this Snake Academy's strength and desire to control are also far beyond common sense, and there are some Slytherin unscrupulous traits mixed in with it, which gives him a headache.

She wanted Hoffa to stay in the hotel, sleep for more than half a month, and then return to London when the time came.

It's stupid.

Hoffa didn't want to live like that.

According to her, what will she do when she goes back to London, what will she eat, and where will she live when you are penniless?

Continue to live in the red light district?

Moreover, with the money he has now, it is estimated that he can't even afford to live in the red light district, so he can only sleep in the park wrapped in newspapers and homeless people. If he can't find a job quickly, I'm afraid he won't even have to eat.

It's scary to think about.