Harry Potter's Dharma

After getting off the train, Zheng Fan said goodbye to Hermione and went straight to Overturn Alley. He pushed open the familiar broken wooden door and stepped into the dangerous house.

"F * ck you guys, I'm back!" Zheng Fan said proudly.

Hearing his shout, many people looked up. There were quite a lot of people in the Blood Bar today. There were 13 people sitting in the room. Of course, they were all wearing hoods, so no one could see each other's faces.

When they saw Zheng Fan, a few assassins who were familiar with him raised their hands and waved. "Welcome, Ghost. How's life in the academy?"

"Of course, buddy. That's great. I even found a girlfriend."

Zheng Fan sat down with a smile and waved to Baiers, who was behind the bar. "Give me a glass of soda water!

Baiers

Ju Shan laughed at Zheng Fan. "You're getting better at pretending. You even came back when the other students were on summer vacation. Sh * t, why don't you say you're a baby, Ghost?"

"That's why people are strange creatures. The more you lie to them, the more they think you're telling the truth. The more you tell the truth, the more people around you think you're acting.

Isn't it better to be more sincere and less scheming? "Zheng Fan said bitterly.

He looked around the room and didn't find the person he was looking for. A wizard asked in a muffled voice, "Who are you looking for, Ghost? Do you need help?"

Hearing this, the eyes of many wizards lit up. Helping Zheng Fan was a job that many of them wanted, mainly because they were too curious. Normally, wizards would invite their companions to help them when they received a difficult mission, but Zheng Fan was always alone. How did he do it?

If anyone could go on a mission with him, they would have a lot to talk about when they came back.

Zheng Fan smiled and shook his head. "No, I'm just looking for my employer. She should be waiting for me here. I didn't expect her to not be in the factory.

"Haha, which employer would want to stay in a place like the Blood Bar?" Barry laughed.

Zheng Fan shook his head noncommittally. Hina was not a spineless aristocrat. She was an adventurer. Before the men in the bar were born, she had been roaming the forests of Western Europe.

But since Hina wasn't here, he didn't need to rush to France. He would wait for Hina to find him.

After drinking the soda, Zheng Fan walked to the front of the bar and sat down on a chair. He looked at Baiers and said, "Buddy, do you have any work?"

Baiers did something that surprised Zheng Fan. He shrugged his shoulders and said, "Recently, there really hasn't been any mission that requires you to take action. The high-level missions have all been taken."

"… What the hell?"

Zheng Fan was stunned. Since when did the Blood Bar have such a ferocious person? He was a bit daring to accept an order from an Advanced Wizard. After all, not everyone had their own Phase Shift Module. Merlin knew how difficult it was to assassinate an Advanced Wizard.

The strength of this Magus who accepted the mission was probably even higher than his own.

"A newcomer?" he asked in surprise.

"No, speaking of which, you've seen it once."

Baiers shrugged his shoulders and said, "From the northern bar in Scotland. Codename is Snow. His strength is not bad. He's already taken on a few big missions."

Zheng Fan tried to recall, but he didn't have much of an impression. He began to flip through the memory module. This time, he finally remembered. It was the cloaked man who had been listening to him while he was talking to the northern bar owner, Catherine. He didn't expect him to come to London. What a surprise.

"Well, it's good to have someone to do missions. Anyway, I'm not short on money recently.

Zheng Fan shrugged his shoulders. He wasn't a bloodthirsty person. It didn't matter if he didn't do a few missions. When he had time, he wanted to get to know Snow. He always felt that the person who came up with this name was either an artistic youth or a girl. If it really was a girl, that would be great.

As they were talking, the bar's door was suddenly pushed open. The rudeness was comparable to Zheng Fan's. Zheng Fan raised his eyebrows and turned to look at the door. If it was someone who came to cause trouble, he wouldn't mind teaching them a lesson.

As soon as he saw who it was, Zheng Fan's face fell.

The newcomer wore a dark-green cloak with two holes on both sides of the hood, allowing long, pointy ears to poke out. The cloak was emitting faint magical fluctuations, including spatial fluctuations. It was obvious that the cloak was a good item.

Because the cloak's concealment function wasn't activated, Zheng Fan could see the beautiful face and long blonde hair directly.

The girl giggled as she walked in and waved at Zheng Fan. "Hey!

Ghost!

I'm here! "

Zheng Fan was speechless. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he swallowed it back.

Okay, that's good. At least this girl didn't call me Zheng Fan. She still remembered to call me by my nickname.

"Are we leaving now?" he asked.

"Of course. This can't be delayed."

Sheena nodded and quickly walked over. She took out a sheepskin scroll sealed with oil and put it in Zheng Fan's hand. "Didn't you say before that whether we accept this mission or not depends on how much the elves will give us? Now I've negotiated the benefits for you. Take a look and see if it's okay."

Zheng Fan liked Hina a lot because of her straightforward style. At first, he thought that Hina was a little too natural, and that she might not be able to handle many things well. Now, it seemed that she was really worthy of her identity as an adventurer. Her ability to handle things was very good.

Zheng Fan found a corner and opened the sheepskin scroll to take a look.

He couldn't help but feel speechless.

It seemed that the elves were indeed frightened by the enchantment. They actually offered such generous conditions. First, there was an elven magic handbook, which recorded many common elven magic spells. Then, there was a batch of potion materials produced in the French Forest, which were extremely precious. What made Zheng Fan most satisfied was that the elves had actually prepared a batch of pure natural gemstones, which made Zheng Fan, a money-grubber, very happy.

Zheng Fan looked at the expectant Sheena and put away the sheepskin scroll seriously.

"What are you looking at? Our fellow elves are waiting for us to save them. Hurry up and pack up. Get ready to go!"