Chapter 146: Centaurs, wheelchairs, and broken dolls

The three little heads huddled together and carefully read the few pieces of paper they had. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

Caroline looked at the missing pages in the middle of the paper and said, "Although the general situation is somewhat understood, the missing pages are serious... Did the old nurse hide it?"

Roger stirred the coffee, which was a little white from too much sugar and milk, and said, "I'm more inclined to that old woman who just picked up the coffee about Alice... And from this information... Alice, you're in a weird condition. ”

Alice didn't bother with her two friends, she was staring at the table with a thoughtful look.

The boy didn't wait for a reply and didn't care, he took a big sip of coffee that was already cold, and said to himself: "Judging from the data, it can be determined that you have severe autism in the early stage, and you have changed to mania with severe aggressive tendencies in the middle stage... The later period is a special time period, 'fairyland' and the like...... I couldn't tell if it was the vision hallucinations caused by schizophrenia or the fragments of memories that I recalled after I got better...... And the three personalities alternate and finally recover... The possibility of multiple personalities is not without ......"

Caroline was confused by a barrage of unfamiliar words: "What are you talking about?

"It's not...... I'm just curious about how she recovered so well with so many illnesses mixed in..."Roger took the spoon out of the cup and tilted his head to drain the coffee, "And the information indicates that she is determined, why was she easily stimulated by a beaver rat to fall ill again in the kingdom of Narnia." ”

"It's a 'talking' beaver mouse," Caroline corrected, "that's not very common. ”

"But it's not unusual...... Do you remember what she said when she woke up after fainting that day?" the boy asked the old lady as he shook his spoon casually.

Caroline rolled her eyes in a thoughtful and meditative state, it had been almost a year and a half, and the details needed to be well remembered.

Taking advantage of the gap between the two girls looking at the sky and the ground, Roger stretched out his hand to summon the store manager.

"What else do you need?" said the chubby store manager's aunt, who worked part-time as a waitress.

"Please bring me another cup of coffee. ”

"Okay. ”

"Add more sugar. ”

"Okay. ”

"More milk. ”

"No problem. ”

"Add more water, too. ”

"Uh... OK. ”

"Add more coffee beans, too. ”

“...... Why don't you just ask for a big pot, little bastard?"

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Roger quietly stirred up the fresh coffee, but he didn't want to be snatched away by Caroline, and handed her cold cup back to his brother: "I know Alice said that there are talking animals in Wonderland, but that was the rabbit hole she fell into before the fire...... But I think it's more likely, those are just her fantasies?"

Roger nodded, and drank his sister's cold coffee indifferently: "Just like this information says, Alice's body is seriously burned...... Seriously, if it weren't for what the report says, I really don't believe it, this is restored...... Tsk, whiter than you, Caroline. ”

The old lady's slap slapped him on the head without hesitation: "Off topic!"

"Uh, I'm sorry......" The boy laughed silly, his voice was suddenly very low, and his eyes looked at Alice, who was thinking about things, and his mouth came to Caroline's ear: "I feel... If she was in Wonderland at the time of the fire, she wouldn't have been burned at all... If she has already returned from Wonderland, it also does not prove that Alice has not been to the study......"

Caroline's eyes widened, "You mean to say that the fire is likely caused by Alice going to the study to play and forgetting to extinguish the fireplace?"

"Judging from the information we have so far, it may be very good...... But she also realized this after reading the information," Roger pouted at Alice Nunu, "so she's desperately trying to think of something to find ......"

"I remember! There are centaurs in Oxford!" Alice, who had been quiet for a long time, suddenly slapped the table and stood up, and said excitedly: "I remember! I saw the centaur on the night of the fire!

Roger, who was biting his ear with Caroline, almost didn't hit his head on the temple of his sister, and there were centaurs involved!?

Is there a wizarding world involved here? Calculating the time, Voldemort lost power in 1981... There shouldn't be any contact......

"There are only centaurs, and there are no strange people in fancy clothes with a wooden stick in their hands?" the boy hurriedly asked, and if he had anything to do with the wizarding world, he would definitely not be able to run away from the wizard!

"No......" Alice frowned, "I only saw a very rough centaur pushing a wheelchair... There was a broken doll in the wheelchair......"

Roger tried to imagine the scene: "Centaurs... Wheelchair... Doll... Why do these three words feel so incongruous when they are connected together...... "It shouldn't be that you are schizophrenic! Visual and auditory hallucinations are not memories!"

The boy barely held back the second half of the sentence and didn't complain.

Although he was slandered in his heart, Roger still took out his mobile phone and called Miss Know-it-all: "Hey~Hermione's little kiss~ What are you busy with?"

I can only look for her, and other people in the wizarding world I know don't use the phone.

"Roger!?Speak well, or don't bother me!" Hermione's tone was still very aggressive, but she didn't call him a pervert again...... It seems that after a while, the effects of the pants off incident will be gone.

"Oh," the boy replied honestly, "I want you to help me find out if there have been centaur colonies in Oxford in the last ten years?"

Roger also knew that centaurs were social creatures, scattered in tribes, and they were physically strong and had a certain amount of magical resistance, but they did not have any means of casting spells other than astrological divination.

"Wait......" was said on the other side of the phone, followed by the sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets, and after a while, Hermione's voice came again: "The closest known to Oxford is in the Hogwarts Forbidden Forest, which is also the largest centaur gathering in all of England. ”

Roger snorted: "That's okay... I know. ”

It's hard to do now, although it feels a little unreliable for the centaur to push the doll that is inconvenient with his hands and feet...... But that's also Alice's latest clue.

"What's the matter? ”

"It's gone. The boy answered absentmindedly and hung up.

He was wondering if he should go home and take his wand to Diagon Alley, buy some Floo powder and ask Hagrid for help, the big guy was still very good in the Forbidden Forest, and it would be feasible to ask the centaur about it.

Not... It's been so long, and it shouldn't be a big deal to want to eat the dragon that Hagrid hatched at that time......