Harry Potter's Dharma

Putting away his cloak, Zheng Fan took out a long windbreaker from his space bag and put it on.

Although December in London rarely had sub-zero temperatures, and it was much better than the capital in Zheng Fan's previous life, it was still very cold. If he didn't wear a jacket, he would definitely know what it meant to catch a cold.

Just then, Zheng Fan suddenly frowned.

Just now, for a moment, he suddenly had an uncomfortable feeling, as if he was being watched by someone.

He activated his Eagle Vision.

As soon as he activated his Eagle Vision, Zheng Fan didn't hesitate to point his wand at a tree not far behind him. "Oh, damn it, you actually followed me to London.

Do you have to be so persistent? "

Under Zheng Fan's gaze, a person wearing a slightly tattered cloak slowly walked out from behind the tree. "717."

Under the hood of the cloak, there were two obvious protrusions, which were different from human ears. It was very obvious that this was the Elven girl who had been looking for Zheng Fan for several months.

Zheng Fan knew that after coming to Hogwarts, his behavior was a bit different from that of a normal student. As long as one was observant, they would more or less take notice of his situation.

But he didn't expect this Elven girl to be so sure that he was the Phantom Assassin, and to follow him all the way here from Hogwarts.

The girl took off her hood, revealing a pretty face that belonged only to Elves. Her eyes were emerald green, more beautiful than the most perfect gemstones. But Zheng Fan wasn't in the mood to admire the girl's cuteness. He was only thinking about how to turn this girl into a good Elf who could keep a secret.

As for what a good Elf who could keep a secret was?

Of course, it was a Dead Elf.

Zheng Fan didn't act rashly. First, this Elven girl didn't have a red circle on her head, which meant that she was prepared to attack. Second, this Elven girl was able to come all the way from Northern Europe to London, which meant that she was quite strong. Before he knew more about her, there was no reason to act rashly.

"Good afternoon, Phantom. It seems that you don't welcome me, but in the name of the ancestors, please believe that I mean no harm.

In the name of the ancestors?

Zheng Fan sharply noticed this strange word. The Elves of this world worshipped their ancestors?

It sounded like a barbarian. Logically speaking, shouldn't the Elves worship the Goddess of Life, the Goddess of Nature, or the Goddess of the Forest?

Of course, it was also possible that this Elven girl didn't speak English well, but who cares.

"Before you say anything, please place the wand where I can see it. Thank you," Zheng Fan said.

The elven girl shook her head. "Elves don't use wands, Mr. Ghost. Of course, some elves also like to use that kind of thing. But personally, wands are not a very good tool, so I don't have one."

Zheng Fan smacked his lips. He felt more and more sorry for humans. Many other races could cast spells without staffs, but humans had to rely on magic staffs. Even domestic elves could do it.

"Alright, alright. This is not the place to talk. Excuse me."

After that, Zheng Fan walked in the direction she had come from, toward the city of London.

The girl nodded and put her hood back on. Soon, the two of them booked a private room on the second floor of the Broken Cauldron. Tom could tell that Zheng Fan had brought a girl with him. He couldn't help but tease Zheng Fan. "Hey, Zheng, do you like girls who are older than you now?"

"Shut up, Tom, or I'll give you a taste of the beer slug," Zheng Fan said impatiently.

After Tom left, Zheng Fan looked at the elven girl.

"Very well, Miss. Now that no one is listening to us, I know you're looking for me. Now, I want to know why."

He didn't say the other half of what he wanted to say, which was that he would decide whether or not to attack the elven girl and make her forget everything.

Finally, they got to the point. The girl swallowed her saliva and nervously straightened her back. "Yes, sir. My name is Hina, Hina Winyin. I come from the north of France. We live in the depths of the Mormalle Forest. There is …"

"Get to the point," Zheng Fan interrupted.

The girl, or Hina, nodded. "Okay. In short, there is a big problem in the place where we live. If we want to solve it, we need the help of a human wizard who is good at fighting. At first, I tried to find a suitable partner in my country, but unfortunately, there are no strong freelance wizards in France. So, I came to England and found the Blood Bar …"

"After Baiers heard your request, he didn't want to take it, so you came to me to ask for a private job?

Well done, if it wasn't for his Christmas present, I would definitely give him a good time … "Zheng Fan gritted his teeth.

This Baiers, he actually sold me out and pretended that it had nothing to do with him. He even wrote a letter saying that an elf was looking for me. His acting was quite good!

No wonder when I returned to the bar, the first thing he asked was an elf.

Hina realized that she had sold out her teammate, so she quickly waved her hands. "No, no, no, it's not Mr. Baiers …"

"You should continue."

Zheng Fan rolled his eyes. It seemed that this elf was not good at keeping secrets.

"Okay."

Hina looked a little hurt. "In the depths of the Mormalle Forest, which is our hometown, there is a constantly expanding enchantment that has appeared since two years ago.

All elves who come into contact with the enchantment will faint and then be swallowed by the enchantment. In these two years, the enchantment has been expanding by 0.7%. We have no way to deal with it, so we urgently need someone who can investigate it. We are absolutely sincere, and our race has prepared a generous gift. Mr. Ghost, please. "

Zheng Fan pondered for a moment before standing up.

"Let's go to the Blood Bar first. I have something to confirm with Baiers."

= Dividing line = = = = =

I caught a cold in the afternoon. After taking some medicine, I felt sleepy and slept until now. Shit.

It's raining outside. The wind woke me up. Praise the rain. It hasn't rained for a long time. I can take advantage of this rain to write for a while.