Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 400: Straightforward witch reporter
()The long platinum hair is in the air without wind and automatically, as if weightless, fluttering with the light dance. The silky and delicate skin radiated the soft light of the moon under the slightly dim light, and every inch of it exuded a breath of temptation.
In this strange bar with soothing music, the petite and feminine woman attracted the attention of most of the guests, but she indifferently continued her slightly restrained publicity.
It was a Veeva, and it was the focus wherever she went. Even if it can be seen, she is already paying attention to proportions in such a crowded small bar, but the natural talent of that race still makes the atmosphere in this small space attractive.
Maca leaned sideways against the corner of the bar in the depths of the bar, with one hand on his cheek, and the other lightly resting on the bar, playing with Jin Jialong, who will serve as a drink for a while.
This is a wizarding bar in New York City. Unlike London, wizards in the United States do not often gather on the entire wizarding street that is specially constructed.
Perhaps it is the history of this land. Although the creation of the magical world in the United States has a ties that cannot be ignored with the United Kingdom, the races here are more abundant than those in the United Kingdom, and the ways of getting along between the various races also have some subtle characteristics.
At this point, Maca has a little bit of it just sitting in the corner of the bar and watching.
The bartender in this bar is a house elf, but from the dialogue between him and the guests, it can be seen that although in essence there still seems to be more or less cautious in words and deeds, more of them are physical For the reserved and courteous of the service.
On the opposite side of the bar, among the small round tables similar to the three broomsticks in Hogsmeade Village, several humanoid races with different looks and witches are mixed together. Although it seems that there is still a long way to go from "harmony", even if you can squeeze in a bar, laugh and swear to throw the joys and sorrows of life, it is worthy of Maca nodded and secretly praised.
To tell the truth, Maca really doubts that the guy with a few tufts of dark green hair that is wrapped in a slippery cloth robe and wrapped around his head is a mermaid who climbed up from the bottom of the lake!
You know, that wet robe on her body is still dripping down!
Some records about mermaids can be found in the data, saying that they can indeed breathe above the water. But how long it can last to live on the shore without leaving the water world, Maca is completely unknown.
He sat quietly in a corner of the bar filled with secularity, his eyes drifting back and forth among the various people around him, trying to find a suitable object for him to choose information.
At this moment, his cuffs shook slightly, and Xiao Ba, who was hidden in his sleeve, crawled along his arm to the tip of his finger, and his mouthparts clicked a few times.
"Oh, do you want some snacks too?" Maca glanced at it, then turned his head and shouted into the bar, "Thank you for two pieces of bread, please."
"Okay, sir."
The house elf who was serving a wizard immediately bowed slightly to him.
Not long after, the croissant dotted with snow-white powdered sugar was placed on a plate and floated in front of Maca. He picked up one and gently tore it open and sprinkled some crumbs on the counter table.
Xiao Ba immediately jumped off the back of his hand and ate with relish.
"Oh! What an amazing little guy...Did you raise it?" Just when Maca put down the bread, someone took the initiative to come up, "...Mind if I sit next to you?"
"Of course not," Maca gestured to the other party with his glass, "Please feel free."
"Well...What kind of breed is this little guy? I seem to have seen it somewhere, but I can't remember..." The other party spoke quickly and seemed quite familiar, "Anyway, I’m sure it’s not the Glenor Grey Gland Venomous Spider-although it does look a bit like...Ah, does it always close its eyes?"
When the other party was looking at Xiaoba eagerly and talking non-stop, Maca was staring at her.
Yes, this is a lady with dark brown short curly hair, and the clothes she wears look casual. Although there is a kind of chic exquisiteness in the beautiful appearance, the tone of speech is relaxed.
For Maca, who looked like a young wizard, she seemed completely indifferent.
"...Well, beautiful lady... I am afraid that the topic of Xiao Ba is not suitable to talk more. After all, I heard that the law in the United States prohibits random breeding of magical creatures." Maca chuckled, "However, It seems that you have done a lot of research on these little things?"
"Ah! I'm sorry..." The other party smiled apologetically, "I don't have a lot of hobbies, but I have always been obsessed with magical creatures. I was a little rude just now... By the way, you are the first time Coming to New York?"
"Yes!" Maca said calmly, "There are just some things that need to be dealt with. It's a short rush trip!"
"Oh, this is really good...but don't you need to go to school? Or just graduated and want to adjust your mood before work?" The other party curiously said, "To be honest, I just started from Yifamo When Ni graduated, he started working without even thinking about it! Now I look at you, I really regret it..."
"Well, actually I have already worked, but...cough cough..." Maca shrugged, "As you can see, because of some unstable factors, I seem to have some..."
"I understand, I understand," the other person felt empathetic, and pointed his chin to him. "Once I stepped into the society, I found out that although there is a lot of knowledge taught in school, you need to behave as a human being. Slowly understand it. The boss’s decisions are always messy, and the feeling of instability makes people want to escape from that cage from time to time... Well, listen to me..."
Seeing that this lady had a misunderstanding of what she had said, and she became more and more energetic, as if she had opened the chatterbox on her own, and started endless complaints about her work and life.
Maca smiled helplessly, took a sip of the wine glass to his mouth, and started to wander away involuntarily.
Although the sisters are quite straightforward and feel pretty good when they get along, they are obviously not a suitable target for information exchange.
If Maca is just here to pass the time, there is nothing wrong with making friends, but he is here now to find someone.
"...Take my report completely as waste paper. What do you think is this? Exciting! A boss like this doesn't understand the importance of professionalism at all! He only likes those gimmicks! He is satisfied if he can make money and sales can go up...My colleague O'Sullivan, his kind of good thing is not something you can run into every day! Who would want to be able to run into a big spider on the street? Huh... …Huh? It looks a lot like this little guy?"
"...What? Big Spider? On the street?" Maca suddenly returned to his senses, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.
He didn't expect that anyone would come up and get new clues.
"Ah, don't you know?" The other party said casually, "Yeah! Have you never read this news? Oh-yes, you just arrived in New York not long ago?"
"Well," Maca pretended to be curious, "A big spider appeared on the street? This sounds weirdly dangerous..."
"Who said no?" The other party shook his head, a little groggy from alcohol, and said, "It's a pity that our newspaper only published one issue, and the Magic Congress intervened--poor Osullivan, Also taken by Congress to assist in the investigation."
"This is really bad..." Maca agreed, "So, there are not many people paying attention to this matter?"
"The incident is very eye-catching. After all, many Muggles were injured at the scene-people in Congress spent a lot of manpower to deal with this matter!" The other party shook his head and said, "I heard that The big spider hasn't been found yet, so how can he not find it for such a big size? This is probably a long-planned incident-all the above guesses."
"Well... has been planning for a long time? Just to attack Muggles?" Maca asked tentatively.
"No, I heard that there was something else at the time, but after O'Sullivan came back, I closed the door and chatted with the president for a long time. Later, the article written by O'Sullivan didn't have much actual content... Just now I Let's just say, that bald guy only likes gimmicks! A magical photo that is not clear is enough for him!"
"This is really..." Maca followed her and shook his head.
Although some relevant information was accidentally learned, the amount of intelligence contained in it was too small. Having said that, it is always good to have a clue.
Sirius should be in this area. Although it can't be found for the time being, the scope becomes smaller and the possibility of finding it will increase.
What the lady who appears to be a female reporter in front of me is saying is enough as a back-up clue.
"A question for you~IndoMTL.com~Maca seems to think of something, and then asks, "Does this bar lead to any other place?" For example, the wizard's shopping street that sells goods or the like? "
"Do you want to buy something? There is none here, but a little further west, there is an entrance leading to the Jackson Trade Plaza. Most of the students of Ifamoni go shopping there, but for daily necessities. Not many, mainly shops for magic learning and research."
"Oh...I'll go see it later, can you tell me more about it?"
In this slightly noisy bar, the two chatted casually, looking very inconspicuous. But no one had thought that the big spider that had recently aroused public opinion in the American magical world was now lying obediently on the bar eating croissant crumbs.
As for its owner, it is a young wizard who has not yet grown up.
No, maybe someone has noticed--
In a corner behind Maca, two wizards who were not willing to take off their scarves in the room were staring at the bar counter by Maca’s elbow, with a gloomy look in their eyes. breath.