Chapter 916: Being a Muggle Is Not A Muggle
Little Victor is no longer "young", nearly forty years old, plus a virtuous but somewhat nagging wife, and two children, a boy and a girl.
And, of course, there is an old drunken father who lives alone not far from their house.
Yes, living alone.
Seriously, he had actually considered taking his father back to live with three generations of the family, so that at least it would be convenient to take care of it. But his wife didn't have any opinions, but his father refused to move.
Therefore, he could only let the old man live alone in the old house, and the couple took turns to take care of it.
As for little Victor's mother...... Well, speaking of which, he has never seen his mother since he was sensible, and he has the impression that he was always brought up by his father in a sheep-herding method.
Therefore, although the so-called "mother" must have existed, little Victor never knew who she was and what she looked like.
His father, Victor Sr., basically didn't mention anything to his wife, and there wasn't even half a picture of the family, as if the woman who gave birth to him in October didn't exist at all.
That's right, it's as much an unknown as why that drunken dad runs to Greenwich Park every day.
Sometimes little Victor even wondered if he had been picked up from that corner by his father!
And precisely because he has not had a mother since he was a child, little Victor is often teased by other peers who know about it. Everyone knows that rumors like this are the easiest to spread - as long as one person finds out, within three days, the matter will naturally become known to everyone.
For this reason, his childhood was really a bit of a sin.
But to be honest, little Victor didn't have a grudge against his father, who didn't know who it was, or his mother, who didn't know who it was. After all, he is an optimistic and cheerful person, who has been like this since he was a child, and he can chat with anyone he meets.
Therefore, he did not have any dissatisfaction with his life. Even if the work is harder, the children are naughty, the father is unreliable, and the wife is broken, he can be happy.
People like him don't necessarily think about things that are too bizarre.
So, today's little Victor still thinks that what kind of "wizard", "magic", and "monster" were before...... Something like that can already be called the biggest adventure of my life.
However, he didn't expect that things would be far from being like this!
“…… What's going on? ”
Little Victor craned his neck and stared into the sky, the monster grabbed the little girl who had explained a lot of "unique terms in the wizarding world" to herself, and continued to rush into the sky.
But just when he was anxious about it, but he knew that he couldn't do anything, there was a flower in front of him.
Immediately after, the monster that was originally just a translucent gray outline in his eyes gradually became clear at this time.
Since little Victor had already received "make-up lessons" from Maca and Frena, he had now somewhat understood one thing - in the eyes of "Muggles" like him, there were many things related to magic that were "invisible" or even "completely invisible".
For example, the magic used by the group of people downstairs was completely invisible to him just now, so he could only stupidly watch the monster dancing in the middle of the square.
And if it's a monster, for example, he can only see the outline of a phantom, and when it moves, it's like the shaky image of a broken black-and-white television.
But at this moment, he gradually became able to see clearly! What the hell is this...... What does that mean?
As the figure in the air gradually became clearer, gray transitioned to black, and the phantom quickly solidified. Seconds later, he saw a monster dressed in a black cloak with two blood-red glows shining from its hood.
Even if the monster had already flown high in the air at this moment, it was already far enough away from him. But the thought of the creature that was even more terrifying than the ghost in the movie had just passed over his head, and his hair immediately stood on end.
Stunned, little Victor staggered back two steps again.
"Click-"
A soft thud broke the silence on the roof, and from the sudden sound and the touch of his heels, he realized as if he had touched something.
In a hurry, he glanced back—it was the broom, and not long ago the kind little girl had flown over on it.
Little Victor subconsciously looked up again, and the little girl was still lifted in the air by the monster, like a rag doll without any senses.
Then, silently, he turned his head again and glanced at the broom again.
"Now that I can see the monster, ...... Can I use this flying broomstick too? ”
To be honest, in the past rumors and TV dramas, those witches and the like are flying all over the sky on such a broomstick.
Therefore, little Victor is actually not unfamiliar with the fact that brooms can fly.
Merely...... This is "flying"! The plane has engines and wings, so it can fly...... But what's on the broom? Count on those broken branches tied to wooden poles for power?
Incomprehensible, questioning is questioning, but the movements of his hands did not hesitate for too long.
Because he knew that now he would either run down the four or five flights of stairs to find the "wizards" to explain the situation, or he would try to step on the broom and see if he could fly!
But little Victor bent down, copied the broom in his hand, and then turned it upside down and stuffed it between his legs.
"Hey!"
Bent slightly, then jumped up sharply, and then was ruthlessly pulled back to the ground by the gravity of the earth.
Well, that's the end of his broomstick flying career, and the height of about 5 inches (about 13 centimeters) is the best record of his life.
Alas! If that turns out, it's better not to waste this time in the first place! Just this nearly ten seconds of delay was enough for him to run to open the door and go down to the building!
What's more, didn't the young gentleman just say it earlier? That monster can easily take people's lives, even if he can fly, isn't it the same death?
At the thought of this, little Victor was about to throw away the broom in his hand - let's run down honestly and call for help!
"Hey!"
"Get up for me!"
Maybe he was a little unwilling, and maybe he felt that it would be too late to go down, so he suddenly grabbed the broom handle that he was about to set aside, and stepped on it again and jumped twice.
To tell the truth, an uncle in a suit who is nearly forty years old is jumping like this with a broomstick, and that feeling is really embarrassing!
The first jump, he jumped not even as high as the previous one, and the past 30 years have brought him not only fat, but also the accumulated fatigue of work and life.
But it was the second jump, and the moment he shouted "get up", he only felt an extra layer of cushion-like support under his buttocks, and then he suddenly rose into the air.
"Ahh
Little Victor hurriedly bowed down, clutching the broom handle with both hands, staggering and barely maintaining his balance on the broom.
"Oh, flying?"
He looked at the roof of the building that was getting farther and farther away from him, and there was a little fear mixed in his blankness, but there was a hint of surprise in his fear.
But soon, his few surprises disappeared without a trace......
"How the hell should I control this thing!"
The broom was still rising high in the air, and it didn't stop for a moment, but that's it. Little Victor, who didn't know how to move forward or backward, or even how to stop the broom from rising, was dumbfounded for a moment.
"Forward!" He clutched the broom and shouted.
It's a pity that the broomstick doesn't have voice control, and the previous sentence "get up" is purely a starting procedure derived from the spiritual will.
In fact, if little Victor hadn't dared to move at all, he would have been scurrying all over the sky because of the movement of the broom handle. If you can continue to rise smoothly like this, you're lucky enough!
You know, not everyone can get as close to a touch as Harry. Even Maca, it was only after learning the specific operation in the book that she was able to quickly become familiar with the way to control the broomstick in the first class.
But in the next moment...... I must say that little Victor's luck seems to have run out.
Suddenly, to his horror, he saw that several pigeons seemed to be flying towards him on his left, and it would not be long before he was afraid that they would collide with him.
Of course he wasn't worried that the pigeon would actually hit him, because people flew much better than him. He was just worried about whether he would panic because something was speeding past him.
If you fall from this height......
Little Victor glanced down at him, and even his feet were weak when he landed - so high, even if he fell on the roof of the building just now, he was afraid that he would die, and if he was crooked, he would have to let his brain kiss the sidewalk.
"No, it can't be like that."
At the thought that even if he fell from this height, he would never escape death, and wouldn't the little girl who was far higher in danger even more dangerous?
Not to mention, she is still in the hands of such a terrifying monster.
Little Victor was reluctant, and the remaining muscles under his fat tensed again, but his hand holding the broom handle lifted up a little by half an inch.
In an instant, he was caught off guard by the fact that the broom had suddenly accelerated with him, and it had gone diagonally higher and higher.
His eyes widened, his hair fluttered in the wind, and the hat on his head had already been swirled and sent to an unknown distance.
He flew! Really flew!
Although he didn't know how he flew, let alone what to do next, the key was that he really flew!
“…… Is this a 'left turn'? ”
"Ahh
Little Victor suddenly realized that he might be hitting the building.
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