Chapter 86 Chapter 19

Before Hoffa lingered at the bottom of his life for too long, the hunt came like a shadow.

At this time, the sound of pattering footsteps came from the stone steps next to the alley.

Soldiers are coming!

Osylvia didn't care about being surprised, she withdrew her astonishment, quickly turned her head, and strode forward to hold the wheelchairs of Hoffa and Sylby.

Slap!

With the violent fluctuation of magic power, Hoffa felt that his whole body was stuffed into a rubber tube, and all the five sense organs and limbs were squeezed into the abdominal cavity.

They spun and disappeared in place, and Osylvia led them to apparate to the top of a six-story building next to them.

As soon as the three of them appeared on the roof, a row of soldiers rushed into the alley.

They poked the baguettes on the ground with their muskets, and said some incomprehensible words quickly. The leading soldier quickly tapped his surroundings.

Immediately, a group of soldiers dispersed and searched in different directions.

Osivia stared downstairs, and after the group of soldiers left, she let go of Hoffa's wrist, took a few steps back with her arms folded, walked aside, and looked at him coldly.

It was only then that Hoffa realized that he was still dressed in women's clothing. With a jolt, he instantly released all the transfiguration techniques.

It took him a while to figure out the wording.

"Senior Osilvia, listen to me, things are not what you think"

But Osilvia gave him a lifeless look. Although there is no such word as pervert in this era, the look in that look is undoubtedly the look of pervert.

"What hobbies you have has nothing to do with me." She said coldly.

Hoffa staggered.

Now, no one is more eager to get this damn trip over than he is.

He wanted to go back to London as soon as possible, and keep out of touch with these two people, so as to pretend that a memory never happened.

Sylby said quietly: "Actually, I think that suit is quite suitable for you, Hoffa. If possible, I really want to take you to the World Expo."

"Shut up."

"Stop talking nonsense."

Osilvia and Hoffa interrupted Sylby at the same time.

Osivia: "I just checked the route. You want to go to Barcelona. The closest route is to start from Granada, then go to Valencia, then go to Barcelona, ​​and go straight along the Mediterranean Sea. It will only take a week at most. If it is faster, it will be there in three days."

While talking, she also took out a piece of paper on which several driving routes were densely recorded.

But Hoffa sighed after a few glances: "Don't even think about driving, our car is probably impounded in the German headquarters now."

"What?" Osilvia frowned displeasedly, "Muggle soldiers impounded your car, what do you mean?"

Sylby was the first to tell Osilvia roughly what had just happened, showing off in a triumphant tone, as if he had experienced some heroic deeds.

As soon as she finished speaking, Osilvia rubbed her head uncomfortably.

"You pretended to be German officers just to have a meal."

Sylby: "Otherwise, starve to death?"

Osilvia sneered: "Appetite is so important? Why don't you wait for me to come back?"

Sylby retorted: "Obviously you abandoned us first."

Seeing Osivia's unfriendly expression, Hoffa immediately jumped in to change the subject: "There are other ways, right? We can take a car. Aren't there many trains here?"

"If you want to take a bus, you have to go faster." Osivia said, "Pretending to be a military officer is a felony. It is rumored that the German Muggle leader is in this city. If this happens, the SS will probably block all the stations immediately. When the time comes, it will be difficult for us to leave the city.”

"Go right now?"

Osilvia nodded: "No time, get ready."

Hoffa knew what Osilvia said was true. Looking down from the height of the building, there were soldiers running around everywhere in the distance.

A few soldiers were still yelling unintelligible Spanish below.

"But how do we leave here?"

Hoffa murmured, "Can I apparate directly to the station?"

"No," Osilvia immediately refused, "Apparition requires a thorough knowledge of the target location, but I have never been to the station in this city, so it is impossible for me to apparate you there."

After a pause, Osivia said again: "Didn't you hear what those Muggle soldiers said just now? They are looking for a boy who is pushing a wheelchair. You look like you, if you go out, you will be found."

"Hoffa can pretend to be a woman," Sylby suggested enthusiastically.

Hoffa slapped him on the head, gritted his teeth and said, "If you mention this again, I will push you down the stairs."

Osilvia remained expressionless: "No matter how you disguise yourself, you and your wheelchair are too conspicuous."

"Then what should we do?"

The three were silent for a while.

"I'll ride on your shoulders, okay?" Sylby looked at Hoffa, "Then take the robes and we'll look like adults."

"Yes?" Hoffa turned his head slowly and sneered, "You can't even pee. Do you think I'll let you ride on my shoulder?"

Sylby rolled his eyes.

"Well, you can carry him on your back, you can do whatever you want, but you can't push the wheelchair." Osivia said.

back?

This proposal was acceptable to Hoffa, so he carried Sylby out of the wheelchair, pulled Sylby's cold and shriveled arm, and put him on his back.

And Osivia took out a pair of gloves from her pocket and put them on, then rolled up Sylby's shroud-like blanket and put it on Hoffa's back.

Then he took out his wand and tapped it on Hoffa, and immediately, the blanket turned into a white Arabian robe.

Sylby's muffled voice came from under the blanket.

"You really despise me."

Osivetta ignored him at all. She took a few makeup pencils from her satchel and painted Hoffa's face. Then she tapped her wand and chanted, "Change your head and change your face."

Immediately, Hoffa felt that there were several wrinkles on his face, and from the corner of his eye, he glanced at the mirror in Osivia's makeup box, and Hoffa found that he had become an old man, a short, hunchbacked old man.

It's really a Cardcaptor Sakura, Hoffa thought, changing her look four times a day.

"That'll be fine."

Osilvia took off the gloves. He casually knocked on Sylby's wheelchair, turned it into a large suitcase, and threw it to Hoffa.

"Follow me to the station, and don't say a word to anyone."

After finishing speaking, she grabbed Hoffa's shoulder, patter!

The two apparated into the street.

Osilvia walked in front, and Hoffa walked behind with a hunched waist.

Along the way, the German and Western troops set up countless checkpoints. But no one can see through Hoffa's disguise, and the disguise Osilvia gave Hoffa is very effective.

A group of three people passed through layers of checkpoints without any risk, and arrived at the Granada Railway Station in the mountain stream.

But at this moment, German soldiers were already standing beside the train station, and they were patrolling back and forth with guns in hand. Not only that, but Hoffa could obviously sense a hint of magical power around him.

This magical breath is very strange, but it is somewhat familiar.

Osylvia frowned and said in a low voice: "There are wizards in this group of Muggle soldiers, and they will definitely be discovered if they apparate in."

"Walk in? I can't buy a ticket like this now." Hoffa whispered.

After observing for a while on tiptoe, Osivia said, "Follow me and don't make any changes."

Hoffa stood still according to his words, and Osylvia took a few steps forward, putting his wand on his arm. Afterwards, she walked up to two soldiers standing guard, murmured a few words as if asking for directions, and pointed at Hoffa behind her while speaking.

The two soldiers were alert immediately, but then, Osilvia raised her wand slightly.

A ray of white light flashed, and the two soldiers shook their bodies, showing kind smiles, their eyes were blank, as if their souls had been taken away.

Osilvia waved at Hoffa.

Walking past two soldiers with demented and satisfied expressions, Hoffa asked in a low voice, "Was that just now, the Imperius Curse?"

"Don't talk too much." Osilvia said lightly.

Hoffa shut up, but he once again refreshed his understanding of this senior in his heart. Obviously, she is not an ordinary student who graduated from a normal college in the future. She must have received special Auror training, otherwise it would be impossible to use the Imperius Curse. So easy to handle.

With the help of Osilvia's Imperius Curse, the two went very smoothly along the way.

However, just as Hoffa was stepping on the old steps to get on the train. On the running board of the train, Hoffa saw a leaflet that had been trampled on the ground.

The leaflets are colorful and stand out on the green floor.

At first, he didn't care. But after taking two steps, he couldn't help but look back, feeling that something was inexplicably familiar.

He couldn't help squatting down.

Sure enough, on the tattered leaflet, Hoffa saw a somewhat familiar king's head surrounded by machines and guns.

The flyer also read in English [Believe in the half-human king, get endless power].

Hoffa frowned deeply.

He seemed to have seen this leaflet before in London, but now, he saw it again on a train in Spain.

How could it be such a coincidence?

Isn't it forbidden to speak English in Spain? Why are there still people distributing English leaflets here?

Before Hoffado could think for a moment, Sylby, who was on his shoulders, was knocked sideways by several people carrying large bags.

He lowered his voice behind Hoffa and said, "What are you looking at, take me away quickly."

Hoffa stood up slowly, catching up with Osivia in front. But I couldn't help but think about what I saw on the leaflet.

Osivia led Hoffa and Sylby through the carriage corridor, and finally stopped at the third-class seat at the end of the train.

There are farmers carrying big bags and luggage everywhere here, and there is a strong muddy smell in the carriage. The car seat is also the most common hardwood chair.

When she got here, Osivia found a place, took out her handkerchief and wand and cleaned it up for a while, then sat down with her legs crossed.

Hoffa didn't care where he sat, he took Sylby off his back and placed him opposite Osivia, and sat beside him.

But Silby exclaimed in a low voice: "Why do you have to sit in such a dirty place, don't you have a cleanliness?"

Osilvia said indifferently: "This is the most crowded place and the safest place. If someone wants to find you, it will take more time for them."

"You are paranoid, who will come to me?"

Sylby sneered.

Before the words were finished, a newspaper was thrown out of the air and hit Sylby's face with a slap.

"Persecution paranoia?" Osilvia said coldly, "This is the newspaper from the day before yesterday. Tell me, who is following you?"

Sylby and Hoffa looked up at the same time.

This was a newspaper from two days ago. On the front page of that newspaper, he saw several black and white photos.

Taking a closer look, Hoffa's face changed in horror, and he immediately copied the newspaper.

Black and white photos can't cover up the smell of blood that almost hits the face.

Hoffa couldn't read the words in the newspaper, but he could guess what was written there.

Morocco tragedy! !

In the photo, the corpse of Raymond Le Brun, the wizard who introduced himself to work, limply fell in the basement, with a big hole in his forehead, and blood dried on the floor.

Look at the newspaper time again, it was two days ago.

Raymond was shot, the night he left Morocco!

Hoffa felt cold hands and feet.

Another shooting.

He died in the same way as the Minister of Magic of the Soviet Union three months ago.

"What key are you looking for?" Hoffa put down the newspaper, pale but decisively said: "Is it related to that key?"