Mystery: The Fool's Witch Angel

Lily was a little helpless. This was the first time she met such a guest. The other party looked temperamental, beautiful, and the same age as herself.Could it be that someone's daughter is also coming to school here, which can just divert this embarrassing topic.

"Did you run out secretly? It's too dangerous for you. Be careful to be trafficked to those evil streets. Then you will have to stay there forever without seeing the light of day."

"The people here are simple and honest. I have met them all very well. Besides, they can't imprison me. In exchange, I will also give you a divination."

"Sure enough, luck will always favor the beautiful us. Miss, do you know how to do divination?"

Hermione ignored Lily who was asking about things, and the hand that was still being held by her just used it as a medium, and looked at the reflective white porcelain pattern tableware on the table.

"Your real name is Christina Mathilde von Palatinate Luna, isn't it? You come from the family of the Dukes of Wittenberg in Marsh. Your grandmother is Princess Luna. I didn't expect you to be noble, but I am willing to come here to work, very good quality.”

Hermione's voice was not loud, to make sure that people farther away couldn't hear her, and maybe the other party didn't want to expose herself.

Lily, who heard the words in front of her, wanted to stand up as if her ass was set on fire, but was pulled by Hermione without making a big movement.

"Whether you were sent by my family to persuade me to go back, I must have done a good job of understanding. I am now a formal student at the School of Theology of the University of the Ned River, and you are late. Let's talk about it first after convincing Bishop Yanqi of the Diocese of Stuttgart."

The universities here are all managed and educated by the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom, and it is difficult for secular power to intervene. The admission and expulsion of students must be assessed and approved by the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom, especially the opinion of the bishop of the parish.

For important ones, it may be handled by a higher-level cardinal.This is the rule that Hermione saw. As for whether it can be done, it is a matter of human effort, and there are always some loopholes that can be exploited.

Why were Jorah and Flegge able to be fished out and trusted before? Because they studied at the famous Maurbron Theological Seminary in Beglitter, and they had their own identities for the record, and they were regarded as their own.Unless it is a betrayal of faith, those who are heinous.

Most of the people Hermione came here to meet were the heads of the parish. On the contrary, the deacons who dealt with extraordinary events hadn't been met yet, and it was better not to meet them.

"You seem to disagree with the marriage your parents arranged for you, because the heir to the earl of the other party is unlearned and incompetent, and his brain is not smart, which is different from the professor-level knowledge you imagined. And his eyes are always different every time he sees you. Makes you sick.

"So after you got admission to Ned River University, you left home and came here with the help of your elder brother and younger brother. You haven't gone back for a year, but you really want to go back now.

After hearing this, Lily was a little skeptical: "Isn't this easy to find? Let them stop urging me to marry a fool. I would rather stay here in the academy for the rest of my life than be with someone who can't keep up with my thinking." Spend the rest of your life together."

"Then let me tell you all the things you do secretly, for example, you go back every night to peek at the library near the window on the 3th floor of the third floor...

"Stop, I believe you, don't say any more. You are better at divination than I am, and you came here to tease me."

After hearing the accurate information, Lily became anxious, and hurriedly called a stop and complained to Hermione. She knew all these things by herself. It seems that the other party was really not sent by her family, otherwise her brother and brother would write to tell her.

"I'm a customer who paid for it anyway. It's you who provide the service. Is it wrong for me to enjoy the service?"

"There is some truth. I'm sorry, beautiful lady. I was reckless. Can I learn your divination from you?" Lily stood up and apologized to her. After sitting down, she asked her about the method of divination just now.

"This is a requirement, you should study for a few more years. The dessert is a bit sweet, it's best to give the guests a choice of sweetness next time."

After Hermione picked up her top hat and left, Lily followed and continued to ask her about divination methods.

"That's magic mirror divination, you have a guest, go and receive them quickly."

A few students in uniform just walked in outside the door, and Hermione took the opportunity to dismiss the skeptical Lily. She came here to find clues to join the club, not to chat with a little girl who didn't know much about the world.

"Obviously there is no mirror...

"Lily, what are you doing in a daze, I'm going to receive guests."

"coming."

Called by her companions behind, Lily turned her eyes away from the outside of the street and received the people who just came in.

Hermione, who had earned a lot of attention, put on her top hat and continued to walk towards the side she hadn't walked.After walking a certain distance, someone came to stop him.

"Miss, would you like to buy some study materials? Both the University of the Ned and the University of Stuttgart have them, and Berne Theological Seminary also has some."

The plainly dressed girl stopped her and recommended those tall books and examination papers.The stall is leaning against the outer wall of a bookstore, and a thick cloth is simply stretched over it to block the sun.There are also some stationery copy bags and white sealed papers inside.

The girl looked older than Hermione, her flaxen hair was tied up behind her head, she was full of vigor and vitality, it could be seen that she was also a student.

"Sorry, I'm not a student here, just visiting the university town here."

"It doesn't matter, then you can also buy some books and take them back as souvenirs, such as "600 Years of Ma Xi" by Professor Juan, "Quaternary Archeology" by Professor Jones, "The Lost Empire of the Southern Continent" by Professor Mankiw. "...

The girl's enthusiasm made it difficult for Hermione to resist. Besides, she has a pretty face, ruddy and fair skin, and she has grown in her own aesthetics. Sure enough, beautiful things are a plus.

"Are you earning tuition for yourself?"

After paying, Hermione asked the unknown stall owner.Her originally enthusiastic face froze for a moment, and soon forced out a smile.

"I'm earning living expenses, and for some reason I didn't read on."

"Sorry! Good luck with your business."

After leaving here, Hermione put away those books, and noticed the lonely expression of the people behind.

Leaving this stone-paved street, one sees fences, twining gorse vines and broad canopy tree vegetation, and open roads, or squares as appropriate.

On one side are neat buildings, on the other side there is a school area separated by fences, and there are tall oak trees scattered inside, and the gray and black roofs are exposed in the gaps.There are also many vendors selling various products in the square, and scattered students are distributed in these locations.

Walking through the section of the fence where there were trees and vines blocking the view, Hermione saw some buildings inside the quaint school gate, and some houses were still old-fashioned stone buildings. Deep inside.

'These places are too big. Do you have to ask one by one, and you will be arrested as a cultist later, so you should go back. 'Divination without a medium really doesn't work, so I walked through the school gate and planned to leave.

"Pretty lady, would you like a bouquet? It suits you especially, the same color as your hair."

A small child came over and asked Hermione. There was a flower stand next to it, and a woman was there pruning and caring for the flowers under the cover of the tarpaulin.In his hand, he held a few roses wrapped simply in newspaper, matched with sweet peas and some compositae flowers. Hermione looked at it like a cross between chamomile and small handballs.

"My hair is not so dark red, it's light red. Thank you for your kindness, I don't need it."

There are a lot of kids hanging boxes selling small items that Hermione just met on the road, most of them are the kids from the street vendors behind, and they come out to work together.

She has walked this distance and politely rejected many sales promotions. She doesn't need these things, such as belts and straps, which don't seem to suit her, yet they still ask herself if she wants to buy them as if nothing happened.

"Miss, you don't look like a local, do you want to try our special snacks? You can taste it first and then decide."

Hermione, who was about to leave here, met the last obstacle. The little boy with a high waist introduced her to the small stall near the wall of the house. There was a couple busy there, and several students who looked like students came to meet her. Leave packed food in paper bags.

"You can talk more than they do." Hermione followed him, the kid looked pretty smart.

On the wooden platform for storage, there are fried square dough balls, which are signed with sticks, and there are five of them in a string.There are also yellow long-grain lumps, like thick noodles cut into a small piece, wrapped in egg liquid and fried.

Hermione watched as the man took a colander to filter out a small section of dough and then coated it with egg liquid. The somewhat stout woman in an oily apron was frying the filtered small flour.

"Miss, would you like to try the egg noodles and pocket stuffing?"

"I'll try this egg noodle first."

Hermione picked up a small stick and poked a small piece to eat it. The taste was crispy, but the heat was a bit explosive. The previous self didn't dare to eat too much.

"It's not bad, let me try this pocket stuffing again, I'll pay you first." Hermione was worried that she would run away after a fight, and it would be better to pay in one lump sum.

"Thank you, miss. There are vegetarian and meat stuffing, which one would you like?"

"Let's have half each."

Hermione picked it up and took a look. It was a bit like fried dumplings, and you could see the filling inside the browned exterior.After taking a bite, it feels crispy and salty, and the dough is slightly chewy. Isn't this a dumpling disguised as a square?

She almost cried, after so long, she finally encountered food that was close to home.It's just that the taste is a bit weak, the filling inside is not fried well, and the fragrance does not come out.

In order not to hinder the follow-up business, she came to the side with a paper bag and tasted it. The little boy continued to guide the customers outside, and the stall owner and his wife obviously had no time to talk.

The stuffed ones are a bit like the old leek boxes. Hermione hopes that those who come here will stop engaging in street stall literature. Is the whole chain restaurant not good? It's better to get all those dishes out.

"Hey, Miss, do you want to come out to experience life? Do you want me to show you some wonderful places? It's very comfortable."

Three people who were obviously gangsters came here from the crowd. They were not tall, and their clothes were worn out and asymmetrical. They looked like they were put together. Their hair and beards were messy, and they were in their twenties. .

"Be careful." The companion reminded the person who spoke, they all looked at Hermione at the same time, and after realizing that she was taller than them, they turned their heads and went to sit on the stool next to the vendor.The hawker couple also frowned and looked at those people.They picked up the fried food and ate it.

Hermione bought two more packages and prepared to leave. This time, she was able to find food that tasted like her own, which was the biggest gain.I can learn to do it when I go back in the future. Glore, Elisa, and Hans should like it.

"Missy will come to these places? It's really strange."

"I advise you not to be tempted by sex. She is probably a student there. I still want to stay here."

"It looks like the old man's house, that's great. Kekeke~"

The three of them coughed at the same time, their bodies were shaking a little and they almost fell down without sitting still.The frightened couple of street vendors hurriedly pushed things away from them.

"I'm a little dizzy, and I have a fever."

"Quickly go to Leman to have a look, isn't it a fever or a plague?"

The three of them took vain steps, crawled away from here, and disappeared into the corridor between the houses.

The harvested Hermione is also on the way back to the Berent Hotel, and there is still a lot of time, just continue to walk in this ancient city, maybe you can enter the Swan Castle around the corner and finish the job, so that they can hurry up Get a taste of your hometown.

On the road covered with gravel, there is a small town area near the sea in front, surrounded by scattered manors.The four-wheeled carriage drawn by the leisurely horses walked forward, and Craig and Caroline sat next to each other inside.

"Are you the person you said has some similar characteristics to me?"

"It should be, but she seems to be from the church, so you should not provoke her."

"I'm just taking a look, there will be no conflict. Besides, we're just here to watch the football game."

"This Marple movement is quite good, and you will feel the blood."

Craig clenched his hands, and Carolina, who was leaning on his shoulder, looked forward and smiled.

By the time Hermione walked around and returned to the front of the Berent Hotel, the sky was already covered with orange, the street looked good and the law and order were good, and the local specialties were also delicious. If there are special features, the hotels inside should also have them.

"Ms. Austin, here."

Under the umbrella stretched out on the lawn, last night's deputy priest, Curtis, waved to her. He was wearing a priestly robe and robe, drinking a glass of drink or wine leisurely there.

'This man looks too idle. Curtis gave her the feeling of a son-in-law experiencing life, and now it is his leisurely afternoon tea time.

It stands to reason that he, the deacon, should be leading the singing of the Gospel, the baptism of newborns, or presiding over a wedding.Yes, Hermione found the traces next to it, someone should have held a wedding here, which seems more reasonable.