The gunshots stopped, and the wriggling stone hands on the corpse slowly retreated. The midnight moonlight shone through the church's glass and onto the floor tiles. Blood mixed with rain slowly seeped into Hoffa's shoes through the cracks in the tiles.
Hoffa straightened his back from the wall, his expression serious.
Norbert lowered his gun, his expression turning from vicious to gloomy. He held his broken arm. "Damn it, why did I do business with this guy?"
"The Mage Association must know our location."
Norbert clenched his teeth. "We can't stay here any longer. Retreat immediately. Otherwise, we'll be dead if they catch us. "
"But what about the weapons?"
Hoffa was still calm. "Without those guns, the capital chain will be broken. Once the capital chain is broken, the business we worked so hard to start will go down the drain."
"Do you think those people are also third-rate bar monsters with Muggle weapons? They're all well-equipped Mages," Norbert said.
"We don't have the capital to fight with them now."
"No, please respect the objective facts."
Hoffa calmly said, "We're already on the verge of bankruptcy. Without those weapons, we'll have wasted the past year."
"What, you brat, are you crazy?
"I'm not crazy."
"Then what are you going to do?"
Norbert sneered. "Go to the Mage Association and tell them that we made those prohibited items and that they belong to us?"
"No, I'll go to Durant's warehouse first."
Norbert was so anxious that he stomped his feet. "What if those people are waiting for us next to the goods?"
"I have a special illusion spell. They won't be able to catch me."
Hoffa paused. "I didn't ask you to go. You can go first, just like before. I don't care."
Then, he calmly found a bunch of keys on Durant's body and walked out of the church.
Norbert looked at Hoffa's back in disbelief. After a long while, he cursed.
"Bastard!"
But after cursing, he still chased after him.
Seeing him come back, Hoffa did not say anything.
The warehouse was at the end of the street in the east district.
It was already very late, and the rain had gradually stopped.
After arriving at their destination, both of them were extremely cautious.
Hoffa had already entered the illusion state and was ready to use Ghost Walk at any time. Norber was also holding his injured arm and holding his gun as he carefully walked through the shadows.
They were extremely vigilant, but they did not encounter any obstacles. He didn't see any enemies or ambushes.
Finally, when the two of them arrived at the broken wooden door of the warehouse, both of them looked confused.
"Is anyone there?"
Norber asked with his gun raised. He was so nervous that his forehead was sweating.
Hoffa shook his head. His perception clearly told him that there was no one in the room. Norbert breathed a sigh of relief. He hurriedly put the gun on his waist and pushed open the door of the warehouse.
The door of the warehouse was opened. The old, arched, iron-sheet warehouse was filled with rows upon rows of wooden boxes. Inside each box, there were some extremely ordinary pots and pans.
The two of them carefully checked these things. Hoffa picked one up from time to time. Those seemingly ordinary daily necessities, when returned to his hand, began to squirm and transform, finally turning into an unusually cold and ferocious black gun.
When he put the weapons back, they turned back into ordinary pots and pans. These were all the products that Hoffa and Norber had made in the past six months.
They looked just like Muggle products, but because he had to wrap the weapons with a transformation spell after they were finished, they could avoid being checked by Muggle customs.
"They're all here."
Norber breathed a sigh of relief.
"No matter what, let's take the things away first."
On the other hand, Huo Fa rubbed his chin and frowned.
"Don't you think it's too quiet?"
"Don't worry about it. We're lucky that we didn't meet those Germans."
Saying that, he took out a Traceless Stretch Backpack, took out his wand, and tapped on the wooden boxes one by one.
With every tap, a box floated up and flew into the Traceless Stretch Backpack that was like a bottomless pit.
Soon, they finished packing. Like a hamster that had eaten its fill, they snuck out of the door, wanting to leave this place as soon as possible.
But when they reached the end of the street, Hoffa, with his senses fully activated, sensed a creature 20 meters away. He grabbed Norber's arm. Norber was shocked and quickly pulled out his weapon from his trouser pocket.
The two of them stood in the shadows and stared at the end of the road.
Then, a tall and thin figure slowly appeared on the other side of the flooded road.
It was a woman in a gray robe. She was about 23 years old, with a high nose and deep eyes. Her skin was as white as snow, and there was not a single strand of hair on her head. She looked like a European monk.
She stared at the two of them in the shadows without blinking.
Hoffa reacted for two seconds and immediately realized that this was the woman who had hit on him at the bar.
But it was one o 'clock in the morning. Under the high-pressure rule of Germany, anyone who came out at this time was not a normal person.
Not to mention that they had met before. Thinking about it this way, the meeting at the bar was premeditated.
"You actually came here first. Looks like Durant is already dead."
The woman spoke in English, which was extremely clear in the quiet street.
"I know what you're capable of, Mr. Bach, but I'm not from the Wizard Association. You don't have to run away immediately."
There was no point in hiding, so the two of them slowly appeared from their hiding place.
"Who are you?"
Huo Fa was extremely tense. In this world where danger lurked everywhere, anyone could become his opponent, especially this female baldy who had appeared out of nowhere. She looked very strange at first glance.
The woman unbuttoned her chest. Under her gray coat, she was wearing a black uniform with a shiny silver Sparkle logo.
"British Ministry of Magic prohibits the abuse of magic, Delfina Rayburn. At the same time, I'm the assistant to the current minister of the Ministry of Magic. "
Delfina. Hoffa was slightly stunned. When he was in the church tunnel, he heard a black friend tell him that someone from the British Ministry of Magic was also looking for Durant. He did not expect it to be her.
Norbert glanced at Hoffa. The woman was not a German wizard, which made him a little confused.
"Have we met before?"
Hoffa frowned and asked. He felt like he had heard this name somewhere before.
The bald woman shook her head and looked at him with a smile. "If you don't remember, then you haven't met before. But I know you, Mr. Bach. "
"What do you know about me?"
"I know that you left Hogwarts in 1941. A year ago, you were accused of being a dangerous wizard who bombed London. A year ago, you were arrested by the Ministry of Magic because you were suspected of manufacturing dangerous goods. But in the end, you still managed to escape. Am I right?"
Hoffa did not say a word, but the muscles on his face twitched.
"In the past six months, you have disappeared without a trace, but a large number of constructed weapons have been circulating in the world.
Weissengammon banned the construction technology in 1939. But who would have thought that you, one of the most outstanding students in Hogwarts, known as the Glory of Ravenclaw, would become an arms dealer right after leaving school. "
After a pause, the woman said slowly, "Don't you feel ashamed? Mr. Bach. "
* Click! *
Norbert raised his gun. "You know him so well. Do you have a crush on him?"
Hoffa raised his hand and pressed down on his arm. He said sarcastically, "You're right. Are you here to arrest me? With the current power of the Ministry of Magic, you can't even protect yourself. "
The woman narrowed her eyes and smiled slyly. "Ha, you're right. We're also struggling to maintain our power, so I'm not here to arrest you."
"Then why are you here?"
"I'm here."
The woman strode forward and walked up to Huo Fa with her arms crossed under Norber's black muzzle. She stared at him without blinking and said,
"I'm here to ask for your help."
"You just described me so badly, and now you want my help. I don't think I'll agree," Hoffa said.
"I was just joking. The one who wanted you was Minister Muen, but Minister Muen has already resigned. The new Minister Dracath asked me to look for you. "
Hearing that surname again, Hoffa's eyelids twitched. He bypassed Delfina and wanted to leave directly.
But the woman opened her arms and stopped him.
"Don't be so cold. I mean no harm. I just want to have a friendly chat with you."
"We don't chat with people from the Ministry of Magic, baby."
It was Norbert who answered her.
"Did I ask you what you think?"
The woman glanced at Norbert arrogantly.
This made Norbert furious.
"Baldy, I don't care who you are. Get out of my way, or die. "
"Hagrid, you've been wanted by the Magical Animal Management Department more than fifteen times in the past thirty years. The year before last, he had killed two of Azkaban's escorts.
Although you can kill me and leave, your son, Rupert Hagrid, is still studying in Hogwarts. You can't just ignore his growth, right? "
"You!"
Norbert screamed like a cat whose tail was stepped on, "You dare to touch my son."
Hoffa stopped his irritable companion. "What are you talking about?"
Delfina said, "Durant captured a lot of Jews from here, and one of them is close to the Ministry of Magic. Minister Dracath hopes that someone can send her back to England."
"What does that have to do with me? This is obviously your job. "
"The English coastline has been sealed off by Grindelwald. No wizard can escape the eyes of the Imperial Wizard Association. You're the only one who can escape from his control. "
Listening to her, Hoffa sneered. After the other party finished speaking, he flatly denied it.
"I can't do it. Find someone else."
"The weapons you and Hagrid made can be transported to England. Is it hard to sneak people over?"
"Things are things, people are people. I can't do it. "
"You can do it."
"I can't."
"I can."
The bald woman's stubbornness annoyed Hoffa. He was inexplicably found by the organization he had been trying to escape and gave him a strange mission. He didn't want to have anything to do with the English Ministry of Magic.
So he said directly, "What if I don't want to do it?"
"You have to help me."
"No one can force me to do anything, especially to go back to London."
"You don't want to help Minister Dracath?"
A trace of disgust flashed in Hoffa's eyes. "He's the last person I want to see in my life."
Delfina looked at Brendel's resolute expression and slowly lowered her arm.
"Then this conversation never happened."
"Goodbye."
After saying that, Huo Fa turned around without hesitation and left the place with large strides.
Norbert glared at the woman fiercely.
"Don't follow us."
"I won't, I promise."
The woman looked at Hoffa's back and said.
Norbert lowered his arm and hurriedly followed Hoffa's footsteps, looking back three times with each step. When he couldn't see the tall figure, he said,
"This must be the Ministry of Magic's plan. They want to trick us into going back to England and put us under house arrest. These guys are fighting among themselves, and they still want to find trouble with us. "
"Who cares?"
Hoffa said, "I've decided. I won't care about anyone else."
"Ha, then you're really smart."
Norbert laughed, not knowing if he was praising or mocking him.
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