Hogwarts Archmage

With plenty of food, plenty of water, a safe environment, and just enough people around her who could touch all of her aesthetics, Jasmine felt like she was living in a dream right now.

"Max, after we go out, you can come with me to my house to play." She put on a pair of gloves made of unknown material that Max gave her, lifted up a stone, and grabbed the one underneath. The big scorpion casually pierced it on a very thin and sharp stick, and said solemnly with a solemn face.

"Okay."

Max didn't care. She had nowhere to go anyway. She turned a bunch of scorpions that were emitting fragrance and said, "But you have to solve a problem first. Do your parents or anyone else know that you came here?"

"I left a note for them..." Jasmine thought about it and said, "I chose to teleport here, and it came right away... But I only told them that I was going out for a few days... but I didn't expect that there was no signal here. …”

As she said this, she took out a flip phone. Max opened it and looked at it. There was indeed no signal.

Sighing: "You still have this thing with you...do you remember their number?"

Jasmine took the phone and quickly picked it up a few times: "I have a deposit...but I tried, but I can't make a call at all."

"Let me see…"

Max took the phone, squeezed it a few times, and handed it back: "It's okay now... God, this has really turned into an outing..."

After Jasmine picked up the phone, she pulled the phone a few times and was pleasantly surprised to find that there was indeed a signal. At her age, she had not realized that even in the outside world, it would be difficult for completely different communication companies to make cross-border calls without opening up. What a simple thing.

But after receiving the signal, she hesitated.

"My mother will definitely scold me..." she said a little worriedly.

"You should be lucky that your family is a noble and your parents are well-educated. Otherwise, if they scold you... they will definitely beat your ass hard."

Jasmine covered her head subconsciously, Max shook his head, asked her for a call and said, "I'd better do it."

She had already found her mother's number in advance. After taking a look, Max pressed the call button and dialed.

The waiting tone only rang once before the call was picked up, as if the person on the other side had been waiting on the phone.

A somewhat anxious female voice shouted: "Moli, where are you!"

Max's voice was still lazy: "Hello, Jasmine's mother, I found your daughter. She seems to be afraid that you will scold her and dare not talk to you... What? Money? I don't want money?... I don't want anything. …Damn it…are you sick!?”

The call was immediately hung up by an angry Max, and the two looked at each other.

Soon, the bell rang again.

Max looked at Jasmine. Jasmine swallowed and looked at her. Max answered the phone again.

This time there was a male voice on the other side: "Tell me, what are you going to do to return Jasmine to us?"

"I don't want anything, but I can't go out now. We are participating in a game. Don't worry, she will be absolutely safe by my side, and she will not lack food or clothing."

Max understood the anxiety of being a parent, and said as calmly as possible, "This game will last for two days and two nights, and you, please go to the Upper East Side near Central Park and call your daughter's phone number in three days at the earliest, and I will Live in a nearby villa area...don't ask why not immediately, because she and I both need to rest, understand? You should know where the Upper East Side is, right?"

This sentence was a bit insulting, but anyone with power in Western countries knew where the Upper East Side was. However, the man was not angry. After expressing his gratitude, he exchanged a few words and ended the call. .

Max handed his hand to Jasmine: "Your father said that he hopes you will call your mother back later. She hasn't slept a wink all night."

Jasmine was not an ignorant child. She knew she was in trouble. She just didn't know how to face her parents just now. She answered the phone and felt a little depressed: "I'll go right away."

After saying that, she picked up the phone and dialed, not caring that Max heard her conversation with her mother.

These mobile phones are of the same brand as Marn's, but they have not been modified by Arthur, so they can also adjust the volume. Max didn't hear what they said clearly, but after hearing some words such as worry and worry, Then Jasmine started to cry.

After a long time, she hung up the phone and sat there without saying a word. She took off her gloves and put them next to her. She stopped catching the scorpions. She felt a little ashamed and felt a little lonely.

"People always make mistakes," Max picked off a roasted scorpion and handed it to her. "But we have to look forward, right?"

Jasmine took the slightly large scorpion that had been roasted over the fire and stuffed it into her mouth, chewed it, and then nodded vigorously.

Watching her eat it all, Max also endured the discomfort and ate one, and then he was surprised to find that the food tasted pretty good.

"How did you find out that this thing is edible?" she asked curiously.

Children are children. After chatting for a while, the mood eased a lot. Jasmine took another scorpion: "My father has rheumatism. This is a secret recipe spread in my mother's hometown. It is very effective, but she always explodes." When I want to eat, I will eat some secretly and find that this stuff is quite fragrant..."

"Ok."

There were a lot of scorpions, but Jasmine was a child after all, so she couldn't catch many. Max took out a tablecloth from his backpack and spread it on the ground, and the two of them ate a meal in the shadow of the big stone next to them.

It didn't matter to Max that he didn't rush to leave after eating, but Jasmine, a child, was already a little overwhelmed after being on the road for a day and a night.

After packing their things, they piled up the sand under the tablecloth to make a pillow shape, put the tablecloth back again, sprinkled some insect repellent around it, and then lay down like that.

Jasmine quickly breathed evenly, and Max turned to look at her, smiled, and closed his eyes to rest.

Ma En, who was sitting in front of the screen, didn't care where Max came from so many things. He said with emotion: "Although this little girl named Jasmine is a bit brave, she is actually quite sensible. And Max, I really don't To think that someone who crawled out of a place that was close to hell and had such ridiculous dreams could be so kind.”

"Yeah, but... maybe it's because she crawled out of hell that she doesn't want to let the pure beauty be destroyed." Margaery looked up at the two people in the image, one big and one small, and spoke slowly said.