Chapter 86

Without waiting for Hoffa to linger at the bottom of his life for a long time, the pursuit would come like a shadow.

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

There are soldiers coming!

Despite her surprise, osivia withdrew her surprise, quickly turned her head, strode forward and grasped Hoffa and Silby's wheelchairs.

Patta!

With the violent magic wave, Hoffa felt that his whole body had been stuffed into a rubber tube, and all his features and limbs had been squeezed into the abdominal cavity.

As they whirl and disappear, osivia takes their phantom to the top of a six story building nearby.

Three people just appeared on the roof, a row of soldiers rushed into the alley.

They took the muskets, poked the sticks on the ground, and quickly said something they didn't understand. The soldier at the head pointed quickly around.

Then a group of soldiers scattered and searched in different directions.

Osivia watched downstairs. When the group of soldiers left, she released Hoffa's wrist, took a few steps back with her arms in her arms, stepped aside and looked at him coldly.

Hoffa found that he was still in a woman's suit. He was inspired and instantly relieved all the metamorphosis.

It took him a while to figure out the wording.

"Sister osivia... Listen to me, things are not what you think..."

but osivia gave him a look without anger. Although there is no abnormal word in this era, there is no doubt that the look is to look at abnormal eyes.

"I have nothing to do with your hobbies." She said coldly.

Hoffa faltered.

Now, no one can't wait more than him to finish this damn journey.

He wanted to go back to London soon, to keep away from the two men, and to pretend that a memory had never happened.

"Actually, I think that suit suits you very much. If I can, I really want to take you to the World Expo..."

"shut up."

"Cut the crap."

Osivia and Hoffa interrupted Silby at the same time.

Osivia: "I've just checked the route. You want to go to Barcelona. The nearest route is from Granada, then to Valencia and then to Barcelona. It's only a week at most along the Mediterranean. If you go faster, you'll be there in three days. "

While saying this, she also took out a piece of paper on which several driving routes were closely recorded.

But Hoffa looked at it and sighed, "don't think about driving. We're afraid our car has been detained in the German headquarters."

"What?" Osivia frowned unhappily. "Muggle soldiers impounded your car. What do you mean?"

Sylby took the lead in talking to osivia about what had just happened, as if he had experienced something heroic.

As soon as she finished, osivia rubbed her head.

"You disguised as German officers, just for a meal."

Sylby: otherwise, starve to death

Osivia sneered: "is appetite that important? Why don't you wait for me to come back... "

sylby retorted," you abandoned us first. "

As soon as Hoffa saw osivia's bad expression, he immediately cut in and changed the topic: "there's another way, isn't there? We can take a bus. There are many trains here

"If you want to take the bus, you have to be faster." "It's a felony to pretend to be a military officer," osivia said. "It's said that the Muggle leader of Germany is in this city now. If this happens, the Ss will probably block all the stations immediately. At that time, it will be difficult for us to leave the city. "

"Right away?"

Osivia nodded, "there's no time. Get ready."

Hoffa knew that osivia was right. From the height of the building, there were soldiers running around in the distance.

Several soldiers were still shouting Spanish they didn't understand.

"But how do you get out of here?"

Huo FA murmured: "can you go to the station directly?"

"No way," osivia immediately refused, "Mirage transformation needs to know the target location like the back of my hand, but I have never been to the station in this city, so I can't take you mirage transformation."

After a pause, osivia said, "don't you hear what the Muggle soldiers just said? They are looking for a teenager with a wheelchair. As you are now, I'm afraid you will be found as soon as you go out. "

"Hoffa can pretend to be a woman." Sylby offered with interest.

Hoffa slapped him on the head and gritted his teeth. "If you mention it again, I'll push you down the stairs."

"No matter how disguised, you and your wheelchair are too conspicuous," osivia said"What shall we do?"

All three were silent for a moment.

"Can I ride on your shoulders?" Sylby looked at Hoffa. "Then take the robe and we look like adults."

"Yes?" Hoffa turned his head slowly and sneered, "you can't even control your urination. 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't push the wheelchair." Said osivia.

Back?

Hoffa accepted the offer, so he took sylby out of his wheelchair, took the other person's cold, shrunken arm, and put him on his back.

And osivia took a pair of gloves from her pocket, put them on, and twisted Silby's shroud like blanket over Hoffa's back.

Then he took out his wand and touched Hoffa. Suddenly, the blanket turned into a white Arabian robe.

Sylby's dull voice came from the blanket.

"You really dislike me."

Osivita ignored him at all. She took some make-up pens from her satchel and smeared them on Hoffa's face. Then she took her wand and sang, "change your face."

Suddenly, Hoffa felt a few more folds on his face. He took a look at the mirror in osivia's make-up box through his spare light. Hoffa found that he had become an old man, a little old man with a hunched back.

It's really a variety of Sakura, Hoffa thought, changing four shapes in one day.

"That's it."

Osivia took off her gloves. He knocked on Silby's wheelchair at random, turned it into a big suitcase and threw it to Hoffa.

"Come with me to the station, and don't say a word more."

With that, she grabbed Hoffa by the shoulder, Patta!

The two phantom into the street.

Osivia walked in front, Hoffa stooped behind.

Along the way, the German army and the Western army set up numerous checkpoints for investigation. But no one can see through Hoffa's camouflage. The camouflage given by osivia is very effective.

A group of three people through the cascade of checkpoints, came to the Granada railway station in the mountain stream.

But at the moment, the railway station is full of German soldiers, they are carrying guns, patrolling back and forth. Not only that, Hoffa can obviously feel a little bit of magic around him.

This magic smell is very strange, but a little familiar.

Osivia frowned and whispered, "there are witches in this group of Muggle soldiers. The phantom will be found when it moves in."

"Go in? I can't buy tickets like this now. " Hoffa whispered.

After observing on tiptoe for a moment, osivia said, "you follow me. Don't make any changes."

Hoffa stood still. Osivia stepped forward and put his wand on his arm. Then she went to the two soldiers on guard and asked the way. She murmured a few words and pointed to Hoffa behind her.

The two soldiers were on the alert at once, but then osivia's wand picked.

A wisp of white light flashed by, and the two soldiers were shocked, showing a kind smile. Their eyes were blank, as if they had been taken away from their souls.

Osivia waved to Hoffa.

Passing two soldiers with dementia and contentment, Hoffa asked in a low voice, "that was the soul snatching curse?"

"Don't talk too much." Osivia said faintly.

Hoffa shut up, but her heart renewed her understanding of this student sister. Obviously, she is not an ordinary student who graduated from a normal college in the future. She must have received special Auror training, otherwise she would not have been familiar with the soul snatching mantra so easily.

With the help of osivia's soul snatching mantra, they went very smoothly along the way.

But just as Hoffa stepped on the old steps to get on the train. On the pedal of the train, Hoffa saw a leaflet that had been trampled on the ground.

The leaflets are colorful and eye-catching on the green floor.

At first, he didn't care. But after two steps, he couldn't help looking back and always felt that there was some inexplicable familiarity.

He could not help squatting down.

Sure enough, on the ragged flyer, Hoffa saw a familiar King's head surrounded by machines and guns.

The leaflet also said in English, "letter to the half man king, endless power.".

Hoffa frowned deeply.

He seems to have seen this leaflet in London, but now he meets it again on a train in Spain.

How could this happen?

Spain is not allowed to speak English, how can anyone send English leaflets here?

Without waiting for Hoffa to think for a moment, sylby on his shoulder was hit sideways by some people with big bags.

"What are you looking at?" he said in a low voice behind HoffaHoffa got up slowly and caught up with osivia. But I couldn't help thinking about what I saw in the flyer.

Osivia took Hoffa and Silby through the corridor and finally stopped at the third class seat at the end of the train.

Here are farmers carrying big bags and luggage everywhere. There is a strong smell of mud in the carriage. The seat is also the most common hardwood chair.

Here, osivia found a place, took out her handkerchief and wand, cleaned up for a moment, and sat down with her legs crossed.

Hoffa didn't care where he was sitting. He took sylby off his back and put him across from osivia. He sat next to him.

But Silby exclaimed in a low voice, "why do you sit in such a dirty place? Don't you have a habit of cleanliness?"

"It's the most crowded and the safest place. If someone wants to find you, they'll spend more time," osivia said calmly

"You are suffering from delusion. Who will come to me?"

Sylby sneered.

As the words continued, a newspaper spiraled out of the air and slapped on Silby's face.

"Delusion of victimization?" Osivia said coldly, "this is the newspaper of the day before yesterday. Go ahead, who is following you?"

Sylby and Hoffa looked out at the same time.

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

On a closer look, Hoffa was shocked and immediately copied the newspaper.

Black and white photos can't cover up the bloody smell.

Hoffa can't read the words in the newspaper, but he can guess what it says.

Morocco massacre!!

In the photo, the body of the wizard who introduced himself to work, Raymond LeBlanc, lies limply in the basement with a big hole in his forehead, and blood dries up on the floor.

Look at the newspaper. It's two days ago.

Ramon was shot the night he left Morocco!

Hoffa felt cold in his hands and feet.

Shooting again.

The same death 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 decisive way: "is it related to the key?"