Chapter 436

In terms of the final results, Maka's short second trip to New York was undoubtedly successful.

He not only transferred Sirius, Abigail, Olivia, and the rescued children to Hogwarts, but also brought back the missing Joshua in a very short time. It can be said that he had good luck and strength.

But one of them was not perfect, because it was not until noon the next day that Joshua woke up from a deep coma.

"... Zoe... Zoe..."

The sun on Sunday is obviously warmer than Saturday. In this frosty winter, wisps of golden light penetrated the window glass and fell on Joshua's pale face.

"Zoe!"

When he shouted the name again, he was suddenly awakened by endless nightmares, and he suddenly sat up in bed.

It was probably a long sleep that made him a little confused. After looking around blankly for a few eyes, he seemed to recall something and tried to lift the thick quilt.

"I'm..." Joshua hurriedly slipped down the bed, bent his feet and sat down on the floor. "Where am I?"

He propped himself up on the bed board and looked around in some confusion.

It was a wide room with two rows of beds arranged neatly, and all the sheets and bedding were reassuringly white and looked as spotless as new.

The transparent windows let the sun shine in quietly, and a bright block was shown in the row of beds near the window.

Occasionally, there are one or two windows with lush branches and leaves and mottled shadows, which seem to bring some unique colors.

Joshua found that most of the bedside here were metal brackets with pulleys, and on both sides of the bed next to him, the brackets were extended and hung with beige curtains printed with broken petals.

Although the flame in the fireplace at one end of the room was still beating and swaying slightly, it was still a little cold in a single coat, and Joshua tightened his tight clothes slightly.

He found that he seemed to be the only one here.

"... is anyone there?" Joshua shouted softly, but his voice was too small to be heard.

After hesitating, Joshua hesitated and walked to the bed covered by the curtain.

The sunlight outside the window also came in from the back of the bed, showing a slightly undulating outline in the curtain, and there seemed to be a man lying inside.

"... is there anyone there?" he whispered again, but still there was no response.

However, just as Joshua came to the curtain and wanted to stretch out his hand to push it away a little, the door was suddenly opened from the outside.

"Are you awake? How can you get out of bed? Go back and lie down, you haven't recovered yet! You need plenty of rest! Understand?" Mrs. Pomfrey, who rushed in, scolded loudly.

A series of shouts startled Joshua. He almost reflexively retracted his hand, and then hurried back to the bed where he had woken up.

He had to obey orders unconditionally, which almost became his subconscious reaction. After he sat back in bed, he remembered what he wanted to do most just now.

"You... Who are you?" he asked, shrinking. "Why am I here... That man... Mike... McLean?"

"Hmm?" Mrs. Pomfrey said casually, staring at the tablet in her hand. "How do I know? He left here only after he sent you here last night. He should have gone back to his own office! As for me - I'm the head nurse here, poppy Pomfrey, and you're my patient."

"Ms. Pomfrey..." Joshua hesitated and then said, "where is this?"

"Where?" Mrs. Pomfrey looked up at him. "Ward, of course! Ward of Hogwarts School of witchcraft and Wizardry."

"Hogg... Watts? School of witchcraft and Wizardry?" Joshua repeated blankly.

"I don't know Hogwarts?" Mrs. Pomfrey glanced at him hesitantly and frowned. "Where on earth did McLean get you? You sound like an American in your accent?"

"This..." Joshua was surprised. "This is not America?"

"Oh - this is certainly not America," Mrs. Pomfrey waved to him. "Lie down and I'll check you up -"

"No, I have to... There's an important thing, Zo -"

"Lie down!" Mrs. Pomfrey looked at him with an indisputable expression and said seriously, "you are my patient now, and your most important thing is to take good care of yourself! Others, wait until you are well!"

Joshua hasn't really resisted several times in his life.

The first time, when I was a child, I could not stand my father's abuse and fled the house; The second time, it was last night that suddenly attracted the power of the silent to try to escape the manor with Zoe.

In fact, the first and last two times can basically be regarded as failures.

Now he was afraid to try a third time - that was terrible!

Under Mrs. Pomfrey's scolding, Joshua honestly shut his mouth, lay in bed and dared not move any more, just like a puppet at the mercy of the other party.

Mrs. Pomfrey, after checking him and making a quick record, turned around and walked quickly in the direction of the door.

"... you're looking for Mr. McLean, aren't you? I'll tell him for you." before closing the door of the ward, Mrs. Pomfrey only looked back and left in a hurry.

In the ward, Joshua obeyed Mrs. Pomfrey's last order and lay motionless on the hospital bed, staring at the ceiling.

……

At the same time, riveredge, New Jersey, USA.

The wall smashed by Joshua had already been repaired, and the spell attached to it had been repaired again, but Zoe was locked into the underground cellar of the manor by the old wizard Lenny.

And the silent men who were sent out to pursue Joshua last night have returned one after another.

Because these silent people were as timid as mice, they not only failed to complete the task, but even killed several people under the attack of a Thunderbird. Lenny, the old wizard, was very angry.

These silent people don't know, but Lenny knows. Although Thunderbird is really unusual, its strength will be greatly increased by acting at sea. If a small number of silent people encounter it, it must be difficult to parry.

But last night he sent more than eight or nine people!

That's why Maka calls his research "boring research".

Of course, the natural silent person is uncontrollable. Only after the repressed emotion can not be vented and the magic in his body is brewing and deteriorated, will it be transformed into that inexplicable dark form and burst out.

Only in that way can the silent exert their real power.

Once the silent person itself becomes controllable, the silent person cannot be called the silent person.

Most silent people are children with fragile hearts and cowardice. Trying to keep their will is a wrong decision in itself.

The so-called "silent people" trained by the old wizard Lenny not only have a discount in strength, but also lack of fighting will. In terms of destructive power alone, they may be stronger than ordinary wizards, but if they want to actually participate in the struggle between wizards, they will only be a mob with empty power.

Angry Lenny severely punished these "men" one by one. Until now, he went to the underground wine cellar of the manor.

In the cellar, most of the oak barrels originally stored have been cleaned out. Now, in addition to the strong wine smell, there is only Zoe with both hands hanging on the chain on the top of the cellar.

Hanging there for a long time, her wrist had been scratched, and Zoe, who stood on tiptoe all the time, was almost exhausted in order to reduce the pain.

The cold sweat on the forehead slipped gently along the brow bone, from the cheek to the tip of the chin, and then slowly dropped. Everything made her miserable.

You know, she was a student not long ago! How could she have thought that she would be caught in such a place for no reason and bear such pain and suffering.

But she was taught to be strong from an early age. She was stunned to hold back without leaving a tear, even if her heart was already full of grievances.

"Hum," said Lenny, the old wizard who had not yet calmed down in his punishment, looking coldly at Zoe, "do you remember what to say?"

"I..." Zoe said weakly. "I said it all. I don't know... Can't you understand?"

"Really?" Lenny nodded and suddenly pointed his wand at her. "Drill your heart and gouge out your bones!"

A shrill scream echoed in the small wine cellar. The voice trembled because of the weakness of physical strength, but the meaning of pain was not reduced.

Time passes in seconds. Every second, she will suffer unspeakable pain.

Zoe could not bear this torture at this time. She could even feel her consciousness gradually becoming chaotic.

The heart drilling mantra will not make people faint during casting. This confusion of consciousness is a precursor to the victim's mental collapse.

It was in this unbearable situation that Neville's parents became a couple who could only live in the special ward of St. Mungo forever.

"Well?"

The old wizard suddenly realized that something was wrong. He quickly cancelled the spell and examined Zoe carefully.

"Tut, damn..." he smacked his tongue angrily, then quickly opened Zoe's eyelids, "... Take God's thoughts!"

The last syllable of the mantra had just fallen, and Lenny suddenly shook all over.