nyslfriends Chapter 245 Phil, but in Rome (for subscription)
Chapter 245 Phil, but in Rome (for subscription)
Chapter 245 Phil, but in Rome (for subscription)
In the corner of the city of Rome, it is always dark for everyone, which makes the Muggles have to cross here carefully, after all, no one likes to be pointed at by a few gangsters with knives at night, right?
Of course, if you have a wand in your hand, that's a different story.
"Good evening..." Lork looked at the wizard in the shadows and said slowly, "I've already told the gentleman..." When he spoke, his eyes slightly dodged, as if he didn't dare to look directly at the helper sent by the gentleman .
"I understand." The voice came, but to Rork's surprise, what he heard was a crisp female voice, and she was not very old.
Did you send a little girl over?
His expression was a bit tense, he felt that the gentleman seemed to be humiliating him, but he immediately thought that the gentleman could hear his heart, so he had to bow his head respectfully and say: "Excuse me, your name is..."
"Just call me Phil." The wizard said softly, and she flicked her wand lightly as she spoke, turning into an owl.
Animagus?
Roark was even more surprised. He didn't expect that the gentleman had an Animagus under his command... He naturally understood how dangerous a wizard who could turn into an animal was.
And still turned into an owl...
He looked at the harmless owl, nodded fearfully and said, "Master Chris has made an appointment to meet us on Seventh Street."
The owl nodded, didn't speak, but landed on Rork's shoulder on its own.
Seeing this, Roark started walking, and as he walked out of the alley, the wizards standing outside immediately lowered their heads.
"Mr. Roarke..." They bowed respectfully to Roarke at the same time.
"It's quite majestic..." I don't know if it's an illusion, but Roarke felt that he heard an owl muttering.
It must be an illusion, right?
Roarke completely put away his contempt, he walked quickly ahead, and a group of people shuttled through the alley so quickly.
"Is Roarke right?" The crisp voice of the owl came, making the corners of Roark's mouth twitch. Fortunately, the owl's voice was not loud, and no one heard that an owl dared to yell at the middle-level officers of the Wizarding Party. .
"What are your orders?" Roark asked in a low voice.
"Don't go so fast." Phil said, pecking at its feathers in dissatisfaction, "It's a little unsteady."
Phil's words stunned Rork for a moment, he didn't expect the wizard sent by Mr. to say that...
Wait, this is definitely not the literal meaning... Roarke's brain started to spin rapidly, did he ask that gentleman to help him, and that gentleman felt a little unhappy?
And this young lady is reminding herself...to remind herself not to be too anxious?
Thinking of this, Roarke quickly said softly: "Sorry, Miss Fell, thank you for your reminder."
As he said that, his footsteps slowed down, which made Phil feel a lot more comfortable. She nodded in satisfaction, which made Roark secretly happy. It seems that this lady likes him very much.
Then it's easy to handle... Since you are the second and fifth boy of the wizard party, you must also be the first among the second and fifth boys!
Roarke felt that he was a young boy with ideals.
Not long after, they came to another gloomy alley, and there were several other wizards standing in it, about seven or eight. The leader was a young man, who was playing with a delicate little crystal.
It was given to him by the gentleman. Although it looked rough, the more he played with it, Chris felt a strange feeling, which sharpened his senses.
As Lork walked in, the other wizards walked out with interest. They stood outside the alley, alert to the changes around them.
"You're late, Roark." Chris said casually, "And you haven't received that adult yet?"
"Hehe." Roarke sneered twice, he respectfully stretched out his hand and dragged Phil on his shoulder, and said, "This is the helper sent by that gentleman, Miss Phil."
"Ah?" Chris was stunned, he blinked his eyes at the owl, and didn't understand what medicine was sold in Roark's pot for a while.
"Good evening, Chris." The owl spoke suddenly, which surprised Chris even more.
"Animagus?" He said in surprise, and then realized his impoliteness, he quickly lowered his head and bowed slightly.
"Good evening, Miss Phil."
Phil nodded, then flew up gently, and quickly turned into a human in a burst of silver mist.
Seeing the petite Phil, Chris was even more surprised. Unexpectedly, such a young girl was an Animagus...and was used by that adult.
Sometimes, Chris is really curious about the real identity of that adult...
"Are you going to deal with a rival gang?" Phil asked, clutching her wand while the other was in her pocket and flipping around.
"Well." Chris nodded, and was about to explain the situation to Phil, when Roarke said, "They want to invade our territory... Recently, the Wizard Party is busy with the things in Naples, which makes them have An opportunity to take advantage of."
"If we can kill them, I believe the Wizard Party will value us more." Lork continued: "All of this is in the interest of that lord."
Phil nodded at Rork's words, she thought for a while and asked, "How many of them are there?"
"Probably..." Roark was still thinking, and Chris said, "Around 50 people, all wizards."
"This is a bit tricky." Phil muttered, then took out a nut from his pocket and stuffed it into his mouth.
But the alley was relatively dark, and the other two didn't see anything clearly.
"Where are they now?" Phil continued to ask.
"They made an appointment with us to meet on Caesar Street at one o'clock tonight." Lork said, "Let's discuss the ownership of this area."
"But we're not going to discuss it with them." Chris nodded and said, "It's fine to just kill them, if not for our strength in southern Italy..."
"Get rid of it?" Phil frowned slightly: "It's really violent." She muttered.
"Leave it to Fei...I." Phil thought for a while and said, "I'll deal with them."
"Just defeat them." Phil muttered.
"What time is it?" she asked.
"Uh, 12:30." Chris glanced at his watch.
"Why don't you tell me sooner?" Phil glared at him, then hurriedly stuffed all the nuts in his pocket into his mouth, chewed hastily, and immediately waved his wand and turned into an owl.
"Wait for my news at three o'clock." After saying that, she flapped her wings and flew away, leaving the two of them staring at each other.
"She's very confident," Chris said.
"You should trust that lord." Roark would not let go of this opportunity, and he quickly expressed his sincerity to that lord.
"Cut." Chris curled his lips, and then took out a book by himself, which was written by a well-known British writer, Gerald Lockhart, a writer who was deeply loved by Chris.
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