Harry Potter – I’m The Legend

Raymond's words made Hoffa's eyes rounded.

"Ha," Raymond smiled, "Don't worry about that expression, I will fix this watch too, it's just a piece of magic power crystal. But for the time being, I don't have time to help you get it."

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As Lemmon said, he drew out quill and scribbled on the paper.

"In this way, you go to the wizard auction market in Casablanca to get some magic power crystals back. After getting them back, I will help you assemble them, how about?"

The note was handed to Hoffa.

Hoffa took a look at the note, her face was a little hot. The specific purchase address and contact person are written on the note.

"Do you want money?"

"Of course you want money." Raymond's eyes widened, "Auction House doesn't do charity. Nowadays, few people produce magic power crystals. , Why don’t everyone use that stuff anymore."

Hoffa sighed and rubbed his forehead: "I have no money."

"No money?"

Ray Meng laughed dumbfounded: "It's not expensive. A piece of magic power crystal only needs 20Galleon. A low-level crystal can last for more than a year."

20Galleon is really not expensive. But Hoffa thought that there was less than 1 Galleon all over her body.

"I don't have twenty Galleon." Hoffa said obediently and honestly.

After a few seconds of silence, the witch who was in charge of registration raised his eyelids and glanced at Hoffa. A wizard next door, who was staying in a Spanish hat, pinched his moustache and looked at him in surprise.

The air was a little embarrassed for a while, and Raymond, who was sitting behind the counter, noticed that something was wrong. Osivia's mouth twitched infrequently.

"What...what did you say?" Raymond asked.

Hoffa grabbed the watch and put it on his wrist.

"I said I have no money. I thought your watches are under warranty."

"Whoever sells things will be guaranteed for 100 years!"

Raymond exclaimed: "Also, this watch was given to Dippet by my father, and it was not sold to him..."

"Okay, don't talk about it."

Hoffa sighed, I thought it was a miscalculation. But Dipeter can't be blamed for this, after all, he didn't force himself to come over either. It can only be said that poverty is the original sin, and the plan to find a job has to be advanced. Otherwise, a hard-working trip to Morocco is going on an errand for nothing.

He asked Raymond: "Do you know what work is nearby?"

Raymond took back the astonishment on his face, snapped his fingers and said quickly: "What are you good at? "

"Uh..." Hoffa glanced at Osivia and said, "transfiguration."

"Transfiguration?"

Raymond groaned for a while, he took out a long list from under the cabinet, dipped his saliva, and quickly turned it over.

Finally, he shook his head.

"Hey, you can't make any money from deforming. You are not good at potion or herbal medicine. I have a few potion refining jobs here, and both oil and water are good."

Hoffa shook his head.

Refining potion, this kind of living Aglaia must be very fond, but I really do not have a high level of potion.

"No way...?"

Raymond browses slightly wrinkle. After thinking for a while, he stepped on the cabinet and sat on the chair to draw a long distance.

"Nancy! Nancy?"

He shouted in French.

"What are you doing?"

A little girl with dark skin dragged a mop out of the hall.

"Is that kid from the Spencer's family give it away?"

"No, he hasn't found a suitable person yet." The little girl named Nancy said loudly Say.

The old man stepped back on his chair and looked at Hoffa:

"I heard that wizards who are good at transfiguration have good resilience, are you like this?"

Hoffa hadn't spoken, but Osivia was frowned on the side. "What a joke, he just graduated from First Year."

"Well, it seems so." Raymond showed regret.

"Wait a minute."

Hoffa quickly drew out wand and clicked on the hookah straw in front of Raymond.

In an instant, the metal straw deformed a Damascus knife.

Then, the Damascus knife turned back into a straw, and the inside was still emitting white smoke silently.

The few wizards next to him took a breath, and the pop-headed girl who was responsible for recording tenant information covered her mouth. Osivia looked at Hoffa with a serious look.

"What task? How much?" Hoffa stepped back and asked calmly.

Raymond still looked at his hookah in surprise.

"Uh... the task, the task is not difficult, the remuneration is 50 Galleon, I have a Beauxbatons student here. Recently he wants to go home and have a look. His family is in Andao, the border between West and France. Yeah, but due to some special reasons, his family can’t come to pick him up, so I need someone to help him take him to Barcelona Station in Spain."

Barcelona, ​​a familiar name , Hoffa thought.

"Will he not leave?" Hoffa asked curiously.

"Oh, talking about this." Raymond took a mouthful of cigarettes and looked straight. "The child is a handicapped person. He needs to be in a wheelchair when he goes out. He needs a patient and clever guy to take care of him."

Child, handicapped, Barcelona, ​​Spain, 50gold Galleon.

Hoffa thought about it for a moment, but this list is acceptable.

Spain and Morocco are separated by the Strait of Gibraltar. Just cross this strait and find another train...

"No." At this moment, Osivia suddenly said, "You are not allowed to go out."

Hoffa turned her head in surprise: "Huh? What?"

"Because I promised Dipeter headmaster to protect you, if you go to Spain, I can't follow." Osivia calmly Say.

"What about my watch?" Hoffa shook his wrist. "Do you pay to repair it?"

"I have to buy back tickets with my money, not enough for you to buy magic power crystal." she said.

"That's fine," Hoffa said.

"No." Osivia still rejected Hoffa's proposal, and she looked towards Raymond. "Thank you for your kindness, I think this task is forgotten."

After she said, she took a key on the table, took Hoffa's wrist, and strode up the spiral staircase high. Place.

Hoffa broke free twice in a row, but it was completely useless. The other side's slender and white fingers were like iron hoop, unbreakable.

At this time, Hoffa really felt the rigidity of the accompanying teammate. Is she really a robot?

......

The place where two people live is a suite on the third floor. There are two rooms with fireplace, living room, sofa and wine rack. There are purple carpets on the ground, which looks quite luxurious.

As soon as he entered the suite lobby, Hoffa broke free of Osivia's palm.

"Hey, Senior Sister, what do you mean?"

"You have to stay here with me."

Osivia is stubborn Said.

"I need that sum of money," Hoffa persuaded, "not only to repair the watch, if I don't have money, I won't be able to buy textbooks when the time comes next year."

"Are you poor?"

"Orphan." Hoffa began to sell badly.

But Osivia just lowered his eyelids, "You can write to the school to apply for subsidies."

"I don't want to use second-hand books," Hoffa said immediately, "I can earn money. The money to buy new books and new robes."

"Sorry, rules are rules." Osivia said, "You must stay in the hotel."

Hoffa has some problems. Happy, his face cooled, "It’s summer vacation, Senior Sister. It’s not Hogwarts either."

"I don’t know how you concealed Ministry of Magic traces, but according to the regulations, Adult children are not allowed to use spells outside of school during summer vacation. You have violated this rule many times."

Be quiet for a few seconds.

Hoffa stunned: "This is not Britain."

"The French Ministry of Magic also has this rule."

Hoffa stared at the pair of jade green. Eyes, she also looked at Hoffa calmly.

There is no doubt that this guy is here for real. She wasn't Aglaia's kind of arrogant report, this person really respected the rules.

"Ok."

"Ok." Hoffa raised her hand, "Then what do you think, how should I spend these days."

"First of all, you Can't get out of the hotel because it's messy outside. Once out, no one knows what will happen."

Osivia raised a finger as it should be by rights. "Every morning, I will wake you up for dinner. At noon, I may go to work, and at night, I will come back. During this period, you need to pay attention to safety."

"Oh~"

Hoffa seemed to be nodded suddenly.

"Then why am I staying in the hotel? Do I paddle for 24 hours."

Hoffa pointed to the large pool downstairs, where many men and women were lying. Soak up the sun by the pool.

Osivia glanced at Hoffa's finger.

"No way."

"No way?"

"The swimming pool is 1.8 meters deep and belongs to the adult swimming pool. It will be unsafe for you to go." Osivia said quietly. "At least you can't go when I'm not free."

"Ha."

Hoffa gave a short smile. The soles of his feet quickly touched the ground, and his five fingers clasped helplessly on the sofa. The headmaster of Dippet really found himself a good teammate.

"So these days, I stay in the room, eat and sleep, sleep and eat, and wait until you finish the task, then take me back to London."

For a moment, Osivia: "That's right."

"After I return to London, I can do whatever I want, right?"

"Yes."

Hoffa gave a thumbs up, "You won, as you wish."

Osivia was taken aback, probably didn't expect Hoffa to promise so readily, but rarely, she was as stiff as a machine A smile appeared on his face.

She got up and patted Hoffa's shoulder: "I also do it for your own good. You go take a rest and I will take you to dinner later."

After that, she carried herself The bag entered his room and closed the door.

Seeing her silhouette disappearing behind the door, Hoffa sat on the sofa blankly and put out a long breath.

There is no doubt that Osivia is a conscientious woman, she is completely loyal to her job and her mission.

At this point, Hoffa can't say anything, let alone blame her.

But the strength and desire for control of this Snake Academy Senior Sister are also greatly beyond common sense, and it is mixed with some characteristics of Slytherin by fair means or foul, which makes him a headache.

She hopes that Hoffa will stay in the hotel, then sleep for more than half a month, and return to London when time is up.

It's so stupid.

Hoffa doesn't want to live like that.

According to her, what about after I return to London? What to eat Where do I live without money?

Continue to live in the red light district?

Furthermore, with the amount of money he has now, it is estimated that he can't even afford to live in the red light district, so he can only sleep in the park like a tramp wrapped in newspapers. If he can't find a job quickly, I'm afraid he won't even have to eat.

That kind of life, think about terrifying.