Chapter 140

"Mr. Bach, I don't want this child..."

the woman said. She was in a dilemma with her legs together.

"No, the world is short of children now."

The gray haired middle-aged man in front of the desk was hanging a pair of dead fish eyes and said weakly.

"But... But I can't afford it, Mr. Bach. Please give me an operation certificate."

"The population of wizard society is aging, and the Ministry of magic has banned wizard abortion, don't you know?"

There were no waves on the man's face and he was numb.

"However, my ex boyfriend abandoned me..."

the woman sitting across the table finally began to sob.

"If I had known that, why should I have done it in the first place. Let's find a receptionist. "

Hoffa said lightly that he quickly accepted the setting of his obstetrician and gynecologist.

"Wuwuwuwu..."

the woman cried out in despair, stood up, supported the wall wobbly, and went out with a bitter nose.

Hoffa gritted his teeth, looked at each other's back, and restrained the impulse to stop her. What does this have to do with me? I don't want to break the rules. He thought.

As soon as the woman left, the door of the office was pushed open again.

A paunchy bald dwarf came in, like a penguin, with a stack of paper in his hand and a bad look at Hoffa.

Hoffa immediately remembered the dwarf's name, Kerrigan Burton, his immediate superior.

Then kriegen Burton threw the paper in front of Hoffa.

"Bach, how many hospitalization certificates have you approved this month?"

Huo legal eye a look, an inexplicable number into the mind, he casually replied, 67.

"67! Do you write novels? Open the certificate of hospitalization at will! Do you think this is a red cross or a charity? " The penguin man growled.

"I'm sorry."

The stout man was so angry that he trembled: "are you still responsible for the shareholders of the hospital and your work? Who recruited you at the beginning..."

"I'm sorry."

"Be sincere!"

"Sorry..."

"speak up!"

"Sorry!"

"Speak up!"

"I'm sorry!"

Bowing to see off the paunchy dwarf, Hoffa, who had graduated for several years, sighed and leaned back in his chair.

He thought, it's terrible. Do I really want to live like this in my life? Sitting in front of the desk all day, bickering with the leaders, dealing with these girls who have made mistakes...

eh, wait, why do I work in the hospital?

Well, it's like...

it seems to have something to do with something that happened when I was young. What's the matter?

I can't remember.

Hoffa went to the window, opened it, straightened his tie, lit a cigarette and stroked his bald Mediterranean.

Well, forget it.

It's so boring. I really hope I can experience a sense of adventure like I did when I was young..

boom!!!!

He has just lost his mind.

There was a loud noise, and the floor shook like an earthquake. Then there was another loud noise, and all the walls in front of the whole office collapsed.

Hoffa collapsed in fright, and his cigarette, which he had just taken a few puffs, fell to his crotch.

In the open space just before the meeting, a huge drill machine came out of the ground. It's tens of meters high. It's so terrible.

Then the huge mecha bent down and opened its head, revealing behind it a gray haired man with a body of steel.

The man laughed wildly and said, "Hoffa! Bach! Let me find you at last

Hoffa was startled. "West... Silby!"

"Yes, it's me! You're a living creature! Working in a hospital

The man laughed in the huge mecha. He raised a remote control in his hand: "now, I've buried a big Ivan in London underground. If you don't hand over Tom Riddle, I'll level England directly!"

As he spoke, a mechanical arm the size of a liberation truck grabbed Hoffa and lifted him into the air.

"Son of a bitch! How did you find me... "

" say, or I'll kill you! "

"You, don't think about it"

"don't think about it?"

There was an evil smile on Silby's lips.

"Well, how about this one?"

With a wave of the robot's finger, a container under it opens.

A scream came from the container. There was a scream."Husband!"

Hoffa looked down difficultly, a vague figure holding the child crying in the container: "let go of my husband, you can do anything you want me to do!"

Cried the woman.

Hoffa was startled and inexplicably flustered.

"You... What did you do?"

"Is this your wife? Not so pretty! "

Sylby's red eyes were glued to Hoffa.

"Did you marry such a yellow faced woman when you told me you liked beautiful women? Tut Tut, Bach, you let me down

Hoffa was sad: "let them go."

"Where's Tom Riddle?"

Hoffa immediately began to think without hesitation, but no matter how hard he racked his brains, he couldn't figure out where Tom Riddle was.

"I'll give you ten seconds to think about time, 10, 8, 6, 4, 2..."

"why is your countdown only even?"

Hoffa roared.

"Time's up. Do you think about it?"

"In... In Albania!"

Hoffa talks nonsense.

Bang!!

His wife and children were trampled by the huge mecha.

Sylby laughed: "I lied to you! Fool

Looking at the two pools of blood on the ground, I don't know why, a colic in my heart made Hoffa cry heartbroken.

“NO！！！！”

...

...

he suddenly turned over and sat up, opened his eyes, and frantically felt his palms on the bed for about ten seconds before he realized it.

I don't have a wand.

At the same time, he realized that he was only 13 years old and had no wife or children at all.

Hoffa relaxed, took a long breath and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Shit, I had a nightmare.

He stretched out his arms and lay down on the bed again. Looking at the dark blue night sky outside, he was very quiet. The sound of insects came to his ears, and the air was filled with the fragrance of honeysuckle in midsummer.

However, the occasional crackle of gunfire from afar destroyed the harmony. Even though it was the silent curse set by the wizard, the air defense alarm outside was also visible.

This is not a place of peace or an era of peace.

In London in 1940, the world war was in full swing.

...

after a while, the eyes became familiar with the darkness. The scenery in the bedroom gradually became clear. The light of the hospital outside the window came into the room, and there were several light orange spots on the top of the bedroom.

There are four square rooms with neat wooden tables, white paint wardrobes, and several pictures of human anatomy and fire safety incantations on the walls.

Hoffa agreed to agraia at the beginning of his summer vacation and came to San Mungo for an internship. It has been almost a month since the middle of June.

Now, he's lying in a room in an old dormitory building at San Mungo hospital.

In this era, there is no mobile phone, and he has no extra work to do. After squinting for a while, his drowsiness completely disappeared, he simply turned over and sat up and came to the table.

There was a slight green fluorescence on the table, which was the dial light of Francois magic watch.

The watch showed that it was 3:30 in the morning, earlier than he usually got up.

Half past three, damn it. Hoffa rubbed his head. If he didn't have that damned dream, he could sleep a little more.

When I get up so early and go to work in the afternoon, I have to be trapped in a chair and become a horse. If you are not lucky, you may be reprimanded by that damned boss.

He rubbed his hair and sat down at the table.

There were books, repair tools, postcards and letters from all over the world on the table.

Thinking of the frightening dream, Hoffa picked up the letters and tried to distract himself.

He first picked up a dark green envelope with a piece of white letterhead and purple iris, which was sent by a snow owl from the north half a month ago.

"Hoffa, I was in Estonia when I wrote this letter. There was a war here. I tried to stop it, but with little effect. At first they fought for land, but later, I don't know why they were fighting. I hope I can find the answer.

Also, I heard that Germany is preparing for a large-scale air war with Britain. Please be careful of your own safety.

Osivia Romanov.

July 1, 40, the Baltic Sea. "

This is a short letter from osivia. Hoffa finished reading it, took it back, and took out another postcard with tall buildings and the statue of liberty. There were only a few words on it."Boy, why do you never use the ticket I gave you? Why do you still stay in England? It's almost ruined by Germany!"

It's the postcard of the swindler and goblin indor. Hoffa smiles and throws it aside. Maybe he will go to America in the future, but not now.

Then he picked up a letter with a red desert Gobi envelope, which had long bright tail feathers.

"How are you, Hoffa? Maya misses you very much. She is now approaching adulthood and has four wings. I wish you could see her soaring in the sky.

However, recently, many dragons in the United States have been sold to Europe. I don't know what will happen.

But in a word, you should be careful in England. If the situation is really dangerous, you can come to my side.

Joey dagger. "

The letter came from Joe, a friend of Hoffa's grade one and a gamekeeper in the United States.

Hoffa held the Thunderbird's feather in his hand and enjoyed it for a long time.

It's Maya's feather. Touching it, he can feel the free soul thousands of miles away.

He envied Maya for her freedom in the sky. Unlike myself, I was trapped in a small place and depressed because of my work.

Feeling the concern of other friends, Hoffa gradually recovered from the nightmare and put down his letter. He got up and went to his private bathroom. He took out his toothpaste and began to brush his teeth. He brushed his teeth carelessly and looked at himself in the mirror.

13-year-old Hoffa has a peculiar appearance. He has short gray hair, pale golden pupils and a silver earring on his ear. If he had a flamboyant dress, rubbed some eye shadow and put on a pose, he could join the funeral family honorable.

However, he is not a non mainstream person who deliberately highlights himself. The teenager in the mirror is much taller than last year. His upper body scars and lean muscles all tell of his numerous adventures.

However, who would have thought that the teenager who saved Hogwarts twice is now working as an intern in a hospital...

Hoffa foamed, garbled and sighed.

Life...

he wiped his face with a towel for a while, threw the towel on his shoulder, went into the bedroom, sat down at the desk, collected the letters, and took out two books from the drawer, one thick and one thin. Get ready to read.

The thick one is Morgen le Fay's anatomy of all things, structure is king. He got it in his first grade. He has been studying it this summer vacation.

The thin one is Francois LeBron's notes on construction technology, which was handed over to him by President dipert in March last year.

During the holidays, Hoffa has been studying the construction technology that President dipert gave him.

Magic is Hoffa's biggest weakness. After last year's battle, he was also inspired and determined to have a good understanding of this knowledge, hoping to solve his shortage of magic through this technology.

He sat down, took out a stack of paper and began to concentrate on writing and drawing on it. After studying for about two hours, the sky gradually brightened. Just then Hoffa heard a thumping sound from outside the window.

Fish belly white sky, a white spot from small to large, it is actually a pure white owl, it stopped on the clothes hanger outside the glass window, pecked the glass window with its beak.

Hoffa recognized it. It was aglia's Owl. Her name was Elizabeth. In the first grade, she often put the owl on her shoulder and swayed it around.

Open the window, and the owl comes in. He turns around Hoffa's desk haughtily. Hoffa wants to see the letter tied to his feet and reach for it.

But unexpectedly, the owl stepped back and let go of his hand. Not only that, but also he gave a proud cry to him.

Hoffa snorted and reached for it. Unexpectedly, the owl was also very quick. He dodged and only caught a few white hairs.

After tossing for a while, Hoffa shook his head helplessly as he saw the table in a mess.

He took out a small bag from the drawer, which he was not willing to eat at ordinary times. It was a nut cereal for breakfast, and he poured a glass of water for owl.

The owl stopped making noise. It put its head into the plate and picked out a few nuts. Then it arrogantly extended its small claw to Hoffa.

"Like a squirrel, like your master."

make complaints about the head of the owl.

It got out of the way, snorted scornfully, and flew out of the window again.

Hoffa opened the note.

There are some wild words written on it, as if they were written by a drunk.

"Hoffa, I feel good about my internship. On my birthday tonight, I asked someone to pick you up. If you don't come, you'll die, haha..."

the letter is very short, but it shows the writer's bad character and makes a decision without any discussion.Tonight, agraia's birthday?

Look at the calendar on the desk. It's July 16.

During this period of time, he had never seen aglia at all. Since she sent herself to the hospital, it seemed as if the world had evaporated and he couldn't get in touch with her.

Hoffa picked up his shirt from the bed, put it on his head, and quickly assembled the watch parts with tools. The dotted dial showed the time of 6:15 a.m. and the magic scale was 0.7x. The magic crystal in this watch was captured from Silby's arm in the second grade. It was his only trophy last year.

The watch is on the wrist, and the magic scale turns to 0.8x.

Looking at the big white building outside, he sighed helplessly when he thought of the nightmare in the middle of the night.

It's almost time to go to work...