148 Chapter 13, Mission

In the corner of the old castle, Hoffa took the list given to him by the director of St. Mungo's Hospital and turned it over and over again. In the photo, the man had disheveled hair and a gloomy expression, a bit like Sirius Black. But compared to Sirius, this person is much calmer.

Norbert Hagrid

Why does this surname sound so familiar, Hoffa thought to himself as he stroked the black and white photo on the parchment with his slender, pale fingers. It seems that there is a Rubeus Hagrid in the original book, are they related?

But Hagrid doesn't seem to be a particularly rare surname.

Footsteps behind him interrupted his thoughts, and he stuffed the flyer into his chest.

In the darkness, Aglaia came out, and she knelt down beside Hoffa with her knees hugged.

"Is the scenery around my house nice?"

she asked with a smile.

Hoffa turned his head, glanced at her, and didn't answer.

He turned back and continued to look at the scenery.

Aglaia put her hand on Hoffa's shoulder helplessly, and touched it: "Really? Hoffa, you are not such a person who backs down easily. If you sit here, they will never respect you .”

Various thoughts rushed through Hoffa's mind. At this moment, he suddenly felt a little envious of the future Harry Potter. The relationship between him and Ron didn't need to be mixed with too many foreign things, they were just friends.

He sighed and said, "Aglaia, I don't understand, are you surrounded by people like this?"

"if not?"

Aglea asked, "100 Hoffa or 100 Miranda."

"I do not like."

Hoffa said bluntly.

The side of Aglaia's head:

"You don't like it?"

"Yeah, I've had enough of this trifle."

Hoffa said calmly: "I dealt with those girls who lost their footing in the hospital, and those patients with grass growing on their heads. When I was bored, I was asked to act in a stage play, and my birthday was full of second-generation ancestors like this. I thought your family would be better." Be interesting."

Aglea sighed, "What do you like? Adventure."

Hoffa didn't speak, but his attitude was obviously tacit.

Aglaia: "Hoffa, life is not an adventure, life is very boring, you can also try to chat with them, maybe you will"

"They're not interested in me, I don't know what to talk to them, I don't know anything about what they're saying."

"You can learn."

"Why can't they learn to understand me?"

Hoffa stood up.

Aglaia was taken aback and looked up at him, apparently not expecting Hoffa to be so sharp.

She was slightly annoyed: "Hey, I just want to introduce my friend to you. Why do you react so strongly?"

"Don't lecture me. You're not like that at school."

"It was at school, you know? Hogwarts! At home I can't even use magic, I'm underage, and, have you forgotten how dangerous last year was? Your adventure."

"Da da da da da."

Hoffa raised his hand, "Okay, don't worry about me."

Aglaia was silent, her fingers were entangled, and suddenly she asked, "What list were you looking at before I came?"

Hoffa frowned.

"Is it related to you?"

"Are you thinking of going out for a run again?"

"You really know me."

Hoffa said bluntly that this feeling of being peeped into his inner thoughts made him quite unhappy.

"That list was given to you by Yago?"

Hoffa said nothing.

Aglaia: "He is an old playboy. He has run countless trains since he was a child. If he tells you something, don't believe it. Besides, there is a war outside, and it is very fierce. if."

"Give me a form, and I'll fill it out and return it to you." Hoffa interrupted Aglaia, "I'll tell him my name when someone asks me. People ask me how much one plus one equals." , I say equal to two.

When I was off work, I would find another fast food restaurant and listen to the people next to me scolding my boss while eating, and watch them cheering for the so-called "same opinion" from time to time.

I'm really done, Aglea, I'm done. I just want to. I just want to do something I've never done before. "

However, after he finished speaking, Aglaia looked at him and did not speak for a long time. After being silent for about a minute, she said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Yes, when will it end?"

Hoffa didn't speak, just looked at the shadows of the rolling hills in the distance. The yellow stars in the swirling smoke. Aglaia covered her face, stood up, and left his side.

Hoffa felt a little uncomfortable, and there was a crack in his relationship with Aglaia. But he couldn't do anything. After sitting alone on the steps for a while, he also stood up and disappeared on the stairs of the castle.

An hour later, when the moon was rising high, he left the brightly lit banquet and the bustling old castle.

Walked alone through the streets and alleys, back to St. Mungo's Hospital.

At the moment, the hospital was deserted and the atmosphere was a bit strange. When he walked to the lobby, he saw a female nurse sitting at the information desk, looking at him with empty eyes.

That was the colleague who replaced him on the night shift, and it stands to reason that they should be familiar with each other.

But when that colleague turned his head, it was like an owl looking at a field mouse, until he walked into the magic elevator, the other party was still looking at him, which made him feel weird and strange.

The elevator door slowly closed, and with a ding-dong sound, he arrived at the top floor of the hospital.

Here, with moonlight on his shoulders, he knocked on the door.

A polite voice came from inside the door: "Please come in."

He held the doorknob of the dean's office, pushed the door open and entered.

But the scene inside the door made him temporarily forget what happened to him.

In the brightly lit room during the day, the light is dim and soft at the moment, and the tentacles of many plants are slowly wriggling. They are intertwined with each other, clinging to the desk, sofa, chair, and even the teapot. This makes the room look as if it were the green stomach lining of some creature.

He had spent two years in a magic school, so he naturally recognized this plant. This is the devil's net, a vine that is afraid of light and fire, but at the same time, it is also extremely active and changeable under certain circumstances.

But the devil's net is not the most eye-catching thing in this room. The most eye-catching thing is an operating table on one side of the room.

On the operating table lay a bandaged golden retriever. The hound's body appeared to have been badly wounded, with both of its hind legs broken off by bullets.

A man wearing glasses and a white coat stood in front of the operating table, quietly operating on the golden retriever.

The intertwined vines in the room were like nimble fingers, handing various knives to the man.

The scene stunned Hoffa.

Does this guy fuck during the day and practice medicine at night. Or a veterinarian? This is too weird.

The man noticed the sound of the door, and he turned around wearing a mask. A smile flashed in his eyes.

Hoffa stepped over two thick vines on the ground and walked slowly to the man. When he walked up to the man, he noticed that there were many eyes watching him.

Hoffa looked around, and it turned out that there were not only devil's nets in this room, but also many cats and dogs.

Some timid cats and dogs looked at themselves vigilantly in the corner, and some bold ones came to Hoffa. Two Labradors sniffed him, and a bulldog looked up with its mouth drooping. looking at himself, while two black cats circled around his legs soundlessly.

Hoffa turned his attention away from the animals and looked at the man performing the operation in front of him.

The man said without raising his head, "Pass me the caliper."

Hoffa heard the words, glanced at the surgery tray, took out a small tweezers from the tray and handed it over.

He took the tweezers, slowly inserted the tool into the leg of the golden retriever in front of him, and then slowly pulled it out. The end of the tweezers precisely held a bloody shrapnel.

The golden retriever groaned in pain.

The man immediately pressed the golden retriever's neck with his broad palm.

"Hush."

The golden retriever calmed down.

Afterwards, Jacob Bohan quickly took out several shrapnel from its hind legs with his right hand.

"Alcohol."

Hoffa offered the alcohol.

"Cotton swabs."

Hoffa offered the swab.

"gauze."

Hoffa passed the gauze, and for a moment, he seemed to be a devil's web tentacles

Ten minutes later, the operation was over. The golden retriever was lying on the bed, licking the man's fingers. The refined dean explained while bandaging the wound:

It was wounded in the war, but the life of animals is very tenacious, as long as you give them a chance, a little respect, they will survive and reward you a hundredfold. "

Hoffa didn't know what to answer, Jacob's temperament had completely changed now.

The man carried the bandaged golden retriever into the cage, and took off his bloody white coat, revealing the ordinary black casual clothes underneath. He went behind the desk and leaned back in the chair. Stretching out his hand, he said very relaxedly, "What are you doing here?"

Hoffa said, "I figured it out."

What are you thinking about? "The other party asked without raising his head.

Hoffa frowned, what's going on, is this guy also a schizophrenic.

But in the next second, he knew that he was thinking too much, and Jacob slapped his head in frustration: "Oh, my memory is really old. Will you promise to help retrieve the stolen assets?"

"good."

At this time, one of the tentacles of the wriggling devil's web on the table stretched out, and a chair was quietly pushed over and placed under Hoffa's buttocks.

It even tapped Hoffa on the shoulder, signaling him to sit down.

He sat down, and as soon as he sat down, two black cats jumped onto his lap, purred, and rubbed their heads against the backs of Hoffa's hands.

Even in such an environment, Hoffa couldn't help but pat the cat's neck.

At this time, another tentacle of the devil's web slowly came to Hoffa with a cup of ceramic coffee.

The tentacle, with its forked ends, curled around a small spoon, clinking and stirring the coffee.

Another vine tentacles tapped Hoffa's shoulder, as if signaling him to drink his coffee.

Hoffa had both hands on the cat, so he shrunk his shoulders away from the Devil's Web tentacles. The tentacle rolled up another sugar cube and dropped it into the coffee cup. After adding the sugar, it even brought the coffee cup to Hoffa's mouth. Don't give up.

Hoffa could only take the cup.

"This mission is a bit dangerous. I have to tell you in advance. The hospital stole a dragon egg. No one who can tame a dragon is a fuel-efficient lamp. And the guy who stole the dragon egg is not an ordinary criminal. .”

"Is it?"

"Yes."

Jacob took out a piece of sheepskin from his body and handed it to Hoffa.

"This is the location of the missing dragon egg. It's near the North Sea. You can go there to find him."

Hoffa took the parchment and looked at it. There was a densely marked British map on the parchment. There was a blue light spot on the map, and the light spot flickered slowly. The location is indeed near the North Sea.

Near that point of light, Hoffa also saw a more famous wizarding mystery.

Azkaban Magic Prison.

Jacob stood up, went to the side cabinet, took out a bottle of crystal clear medicine and threw it over, "For safety's sake, you keep this bottle of medicine."

Hoffa put down the parchment, took a look, and started coldly:

"What kind of medicine is this?"

"The anti-magic potion can prohibit the flow of mana of any creature. If you encounter special circumstances, you can let the other party use this potion to control him."

Hoffa looked at the completely transparent liquid in the small glass bottle, and thought that if the medicine was as he said, it would be quite a powerful medicine.

"OK."

He kept the potion safely in his chest.

"Then can I go now?"

The man nods.

Hoffa got up and walked to the door. When he got to the door, Jacob suddenly stopped him from behind.

"Bach."

Hoffa turned his head, and under the faint moonlight, the man was leaning on the table. Dangling in the air with his fingers hooked on the mask, he said with a smile, "Be careful."