"Ah, so you're looking for Leonard!" The "Mediterranean" opposite Allen's face changed so quickly that it was unbelievable!
His face was gloomy just now, but in the blink of an eye, he was smiling like a flower. He warmly invited Professor Fleevy to come in and sit down, but there was no chair for visitors to rest in the small office.
He rubbed his hands awkwardly and said with an embarrassed smile, "I'm sorry, our office is too shabby. Professor Fleevy, is it? Leonard? Mr. Knox is now dealing with a very important work. Maybe, probably, he should be back soon! "
A little sweat appeared on the gentleman's forehead. It was a little unbelievable that he was so cold in such a cold season.
Allen could not help but guess this Leonard Knox whom he had never met before. Mr. Knox's personality.
Maybe he was very dignified, maybe he was very fierce. Of course, it was also possible that because he had made a contribution and was about to be promoted, the official who had said the wrong thing before was so nervous and kept flattering Allen.
"Do you need me to send a message to Mr. Knox now?" After chatting for a long time, the "Mediterranean" Mr. Abernathy finally said what Professor Fleevy wanted to hear the most.
"Of course, thank you very much!" Professor Fleevy could not wait to see Knox and leave here. He did not like the environment and the people here!
Abernathy wrote some words on a piece of paper, then skillfully folded it into a paper rat and stuffed it into a transparent tube in the corner of the table. The paper rat jumped up very flexibly and soon disappeared in front of Allen.
"After talking for so long, I forgot to ask you. Have you got the permission to hold a wand? All foreigners who come to New York must have one. " Abernathy sat behind the desk, trying to save some face in front of Professor Fleevy and Allen.
"Of course, I applied for it two months ago through the mail." Professor Fleevy was obviously more used to the business-like tone.
At this time, a hurried voice came from outside the door, "Abernathy, Abernathy, where are they? Where are they? "
Alan was keenly aware that Professor Flick's eyes and eyebrows were smiling.
In the blink of an eye, a tall and sturdy man in his fifties rushed into the office. His eyes were very big, constantly moving behind a pair of large glasses. His nose was sharp and long, like a sharp blade. His brows were tightly knitted, as if they could never be smoothed out.
Allen noticed that the male sorcerer was three feet tall with every step he took, and his fists were clenched tightly as he walked.
Allen concluded that this was an impatient wizard.
"Aha, Filius, what a pleasure to see you!" He lifted the short Professor Fleevy into the air. This rude action obviously displeased Professor Fleevy.
"Leonard!" Professor Fleevy screamed and kicked him in the chest. He hurriedly put Professor Fleevy down.
"This is your genius student?" Leonard shifted his gaze to Allen, sizing him up.
"Hello, Mr. Knox! I'm Allen Harris. I'm Professor Fleevy's student, "Allen respectfully greeted Leonard Knox. Leonard bowed.
"Ah, how polite! He's a good kid! " Leonard Knox immediately made a judgment. He had a very good impression of Allen.
Suddenly, countless paper rats drilled down from the glass pipes above the ceiling, slid onto the table, and instantly filled it.
The sound of fighting could be heard from upstairs. Leonard's expression changed. He tore open a paper rat and shouted, "Filius, wait for me here!" Then he rushed out of the door.
Abernathy also tore open a paper rat. "Ah, gentlemen, I just remembered that I have something to do at home. I have to leave first. Please make yourself at home. "With that, he picked up the coat hanging on the chair and hurried out of the office.
Professor Fleevy and Allen stood awkwardly in the office. "Professor, what do we do now?" Allen asked.
"I think something terrible must've happened!" Professor Fleevy picked up a paper rat and tore it open, only to see that it read, "The death row prison has been robbed. The Department of Magical Animals is rioting. Come quickly."
"Allen, wait for me here. I'll go up and check the situation." Professor Fleevy asked Allen to hide in the narrow office. Such a remote place was perhaps the safest place in the Congress of Magic at this moment.
Professor Fleevy hurried out of the door. Allen picked up the paper rats on the table and tore them open one by one, trying to see what was written on them.
Suddenly he heard a rustling, strange sound coming from the pile of paper rats.
Allen drew out his magic wand and stared at the table warily. A rat that looked very similar to a house rat crawled out of the pile of paper rats.
Noticing Allen, it rolled its bean-like black eyes and quickly darted to the door.
Allen immediately conjured a jelly-like sticky substance to seal the door. The agile rat was stuck in the middle of the door and struggled hard.
Allen transformed the Wonderful Wizard Robe into a glove and covered his hand with it. Then he walked forward and picked up the rat for careful observation.
Unlike the house rat, it had a anemone-like tumor on its back. It was a Motra Rat! Allen recognized its origin.
The Motra Rat was an animal that looked similar to the house rat and lived in the coastal areas of Britain. For some reason, it had crossed the sea and appeared in New York!
It was a magical creature listed as a three-star by the Ministry of Magic. Pickling and eating the tumors of these Motra Rats would strengthen a wizard's resistance to curses and misfortune.
However, excessive consumption would cause ugly purple hair to grow around the ears.
The Motra Rat, whose tail was grabbed, tried its best to curl up and bite Allen's hand, but it was in vain.
Allen had just thrown it into the System's pet space when Professor Fleevy turned back to the office. He waved his magic wand and the jelly-like sticky net that Allen had set up disappeared without a trace.
"We need to leave here! It's chaos up there! Who knows when the war will spread here! "Professor Fleevy decisively decided to leave this place of trouble.
They walked with long strides, climbing rapidly up the winding, endless staircase.
Suddenly, Professor Fleevy grabbed Allen and they hid behind a huge pillar.
A group of Aura quickly ran down the stairs and chased several masked black-robed wizards down the stairs to the basement.
They released spells one after another, trying to stop these black-robed men. The spells hit the walls, and the bricks cracked and splintered.
After they passed, Professor Fleevy pulled Allen up and finally reached the foyer.
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