Turning back time.
Hoffa was speechless. Admittedly, he knew that the wizards in this world had the ability to disrupt the laws of time. In the original novel, 50 years later, Harry Potter used the time machine to save his godfather, Sirius, when he was in his third year of high school.
But reading the story and personally experiencing the disruption of time were two completely different experiences. The time he reversed far exceeded the time Harry reversed. He actually reversed two days, and he did not use the time machine.
He still wanted to ask more questions.
But his shoulder was lightly bumped. He turned his head and saw Chloe's head resting on his shoulder. She suddenly opened her mouth and spat out a mouthful of bitter water.
The sudden movement made Hoffa feel disgusted. He quickly stood up.
"What are you doing!?"
"I can't see."
After saying that, Chloe fell to the ground with pale lips.
"Hey, hey!"
This time, Hoffa ignored the strange looks of the passersby and quickly pulled her up. But she seemed to be unable to walk.
Touching her forehead, he secretly cursed. This girl probably exhausted too much of her energy and fell into a state similar to hypoglycemia.
Looking at her pale face and thinking of her silver-white eyes not long ago, Hoffa could not help but shudder. What was the identity of this limp girl beside him? She actually had such a terrifying ability.
His heart was filled with thousands of doubts, but to get the answers, he had to cure this girl first.
After making up his mind, Hoffa put Chloe's arm on his shoulder and planned to take her to a nearby hospital.
But just as he took a step, suddenly, he felt a tearing pain in his arm. It was as if someone had cut him with a utility knife.
He quickly rolled up his sleeves.
He saw that on his wrist, there was a finger-sized transparent spot. Through the spot, he could clearly see the varicose veins in his body. He could even see the telephone pole across the street through it. He reached out and touched it. The spot was hard to the touch. It was as if someone had replaced the flesh and bone on his wrist with glass.
"What the hell?"
Hoffa looked at the transparent spots on his wrist and had a bad premonition.
He pulled down his sleeves and lifted Chloe in his arms. He strode towards the nearby hospital. After a few steps, he heard Chloe's weak voice in his arms.
"Don't go to the hospital."
"Not going to the hospital."
"My mother is Jewish. She just needs to eat something."
The nun said in a low voice.
Hoffa shuddered. In this era of national arrest, sending her to the hospital was no different from pushing her into a fire pit.
He immediately shut up and changed directions. He picked a small path and began to twist and turn. Not long after, he found a coffee shop deep in the alley and carried Chloe in.
The waitress in the coffee shop was dumbfounded when she saw Hoffa running into the shop with an unconscious girl in his arms.
Hoffa found a corner and settled Chloe down. Then, he quickly walked to the bar counter.
Waiter: "She …"
"Don't ask too much. Two caramel cappuccinos," Hoffa said.
The waitress was still looking suspiciously at Chloe in the corner. In any case, she still had a bit of professionalism and quickly made the drinks Hoffa wanted.
When Hoffa brought the hot drinks back, the nun was already leaning on the chair and murmuring in a daze.
She couldn't hear anything Hoffa said. He had no choice but to bring the cup to her mouth. Fortunately, she still had some consciousness and could eat on her own.
After feeding her for a while, Chloe slowly opened her eyes and said weakly, "Thank you."
Hoffa heaved a sigh of relief and sat back in his seat. His expression gradually became serious. "Don't you want to explain?"
"Explain what?"
The nun said with a pale face.
"Everything. Explain how I came to this time. For the sake of Merlin's beard, there are two of me in this time. What am I? Is all this real or an illusion? Who are you? Why are those evil wizards chasing after you? And … "
Hoffa spoke very quickly without stopping. He wished he could say a few hundred words in a second.
"Can you let me eat something first?" The nun's weak words made Hoffa choke back his words.
He got up and went to the counter again and ordered all the food he could see.
Three minutes later, the waitress of the coffee shop brought out desserts. Frozen sherbet, coffee, fruit, fruit cream cake, and chocolate dipping sauce.
Looking at the food, Chloe didn't eat it immediately.
She clasped her hands and closed her eyes. She murmured:
"Our Father in heaven, may your name be hallowed. May your kingdom come. May your will be carried out on earth as it is in heaven. Our daily bread, please give it to us today. Forgive our sins, just as we forgive those who wronged us. Don't let us fall into temptation.
(Omitted)
"But save us from the evil one. Glory to the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit, from this day to eternity, endless. Amen. May the Lord have mercy. Lord Christ, bless the food and drink of your servants, for you are holy and everlasting, from this day to eternity, endless. Amen. "
After saying a long and seemingly meaningless prayer, she took the dessert and stuffed it into her mouth. Although she ate quickly, she looked quite refined.
While she ate, Hoffa crossed his arms and looked on coldly.
After recovering some of her strength, Chloe asked: "You don't want it?"
Huo Fa said, "You're still able to eat like that? Isn't your heart too big?"
Chloe rolled her eyes: "I'm starving, I'll get used to it."
Out of respect, Hoffa suppressed his desire to ask questions.
After waiting for her to finish eating, Hoffa was about to ask, but Chloe began to pray again.
"We thank thee, Christ our God, that thou hast enriched us with the bounty of the world, and forsaken us not from thy heavenly kingdom, as thou hast appeared to thy disciples, and gave them peace, and come among us, O Saviour, and save us. Glory to the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit, from this day to eternity, endless. Amen. "
She repeated some random sentences three times, until Hoffa was scratching his heart and liver. Then she slowly ended the prayer and sat up.
"Done?"
Hoffa asked.
Chloe nodded: "Thank you for your hospitality."
"Time converter? Do you have that kind of thing? "
"Time converter? What's that? I've never heard of it. It's my gift. I was born to do it.
Then she remembered something and smiled: "Let me tell you a joke. When I was young, my mother even saw two of me in the room. She was scared."
Silence.
No matter how Hoffa thought about it, this matter seemed incomparably crazy.
The space-time of this world didn't seem to be as stable as he thought. And the nun in front of him, who he met by chance, actually had an incomprehensible abnormal ability. No wonder those evil wizards were crazily looking for her.
Hoffa: "There are only two of you in this space-time?"
"What you ask has nothing to do with you. You should worry about yourself."
Chloe sat up straight and said, "I have something to remind you. You must return to your own time."
"Or else?"
"Or else you will shatter in this strange space-time."
"Shatter?"
"Is there no change in your body?"
Hearing her words, Hoffa's face changed. He rolled up his sleeves again. But he found that the transparent area on his arm had expanded from a soybean to the size of a palm.
Chloe pointed at Hoffa's arm.
"Time flare. You are the paradox of this space-time. The longer you exist in this time, the more unreasonable your existence is. "
"What do you mean?"
"Time is like a running train. Everyone's seat on this train is fixed. Some people are at the front of the train, some in the middle, and some at the back.
For ordinary people, this position can't be changed casually. If you leave your position for too long, the logical chain that maintains your existence will become more and more fragile. If it exceeds a certain threshold, you will be completely crushed by the inertia of the arrow of time and completely cease to exist. "
Hoffa found that he didn't understand what she was saying. After thinking for a moment, he reached out and rolled up Chloe's sleeves.
However, there was no transparent spot on Chloe's arm.
"Why are you not affected at all?"
"I don't know. Maybe it's a talent. Every once in a while, my magic will go berserk. When my magic goes berserk, I will move randomly on my own timeline. When I recover my magic, I will naturally return. "
Hoffa didn't know what to say. After a moment of silence, he said dryly, "You mean that if I stay in this space-time, I will die, but you won't?
"That's more or less what I mean."
With that, Chloe actually grinned. "No matter what, I told you to stay away from me."
Although he was temporarily dispirited, under his true appearance, when Crowley smiled, he still looked very good.
However, Hoffa wasn't in the mood to appreciate it. He had to believe the other party's words. The gradually expanding spot on his wrist constantly reminded him that his body was disintegrating under the chaotic flow of time.
"Then what should I do?"
"Go back."
Chloe said briefly. "As long as you return to your normal time, this disintegration will naturally stop."
"How do I go back? “
Hoffa asked in confusion. Although he had experienced many crazy adventures, he had no experience with the current situation.
"When I recover my magic, I will naturally bring you back."
Chloe said indifferently.
Hoffa heaved a sigh of relief. He found the other party's appearance much more pleasing to the eye. However, Chloe's next words sent him into the abyss.
"But my magic will only go berserk once a month, and it will take at least a week to recover. With your current rate of disintegration, you won't be able to last until I bring you back next time."
"What?"
Hoffa was so shocked that he almost spat blood on the other party's face. "Once a month? Is this thing XXX?"
"What's XXX?"
Chloe looked at Hoffa in confusion. "My aunt is in Birmingham."
"Forget it, how long can my body last?"
"Two days at most."
Chloe sighed. "This disintegration will increase exponentially. Perhaps after a day and a half, you won't be able to take it anymore."
"Two days."
Huo Fa looked at his arm and asked, "Only kill but not bury?"
"You're quite humorous."
Chloe shook his head. "I have never brought anyone through time and space. In the past, before my magic will go berserk, the priest in the monastery will lock me in a room alone. Speaking of which, you are the first person to follow me into the chaotic flow of time and space."
"That's an honor." Hoffa said sharply. "Before this thing devours me, I can only live for forty-eight hours?"
Chloe shrugged. "Or even less."
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