[HP] Reborn Christian

..." Little Chris still didn't want to face the corpse, so he covered his mouth and walked quickly towards the entrance of the alley.

Out of the alley and standing on the streets of London, little Chris suddenly felt a little confused. He had never seen the night scene of London well, so it was so different from his hometown.

Not long after, Fly and Little Red also came out and settled on the lamppost next to Little Chris.Little Chris looked up at them and burst out laughing.

"Dad, what are you laughing at?"

"I laugh that things in this world are really amazing. It's great to meet you." Little Chris rarely has this kind of "thank God for letting us meet" hypocritical feelings. Fly glared at him and spared no effort to hit him.

"Fly said that it's best to leave quickly. It's never a good thing to get too close to a corpse. And he just broke the barrier around the corpse. It won't be long before someone finds out."

"...No, on the contrary, I will be the first person to discover the corpse." Little Chris lowered his head and thought for a while, and finally made this decision.Only in this way can he have more opportunities to get in touch with the case and the people or creatures related to the case in a more open manner.After all, as the first discoverer of the murder case, it is normal for him to be curious about the direction and final result of the case, even if he is only 12 years old.

"This will be suspected!" Little Red was the first to disagree.

"What do you suspect? Doubt me that a 12-year-old boy killed a grown man or drained his blood?" Little Chris seemed confident, "Besides, don't forget my identity in the Muggle world. Lettus Marquis."

Fly frowned in his heart, always felt that there was a taste of conspiracy in it, but he didn't know who was responsible for the layout, was it one or two?How should I put it, there are too many thoughtful people around little Chris, and Fly has reached the point where he can defend himself against anyone he sees.

"Fly, does the Wrights family have a phone?" Little Chris frowned and thought about this question.He didn't think it was a wise choice to get a piece of paper, a pen, and write a letter for Fly to deliver. He remembered that the Wrights' house was completely different from Voldemort's. There were electricity and appliances, and there seemed to be a telephone.

"Have."

"Very well, call. Ah! I don't seem to know what his home phone number is..." In the end, little Chris found out that he didn't even know his home phone number.

"Fly asked if it was the one left at the clothing store check-in?"

"Fly knows..." Little Red's tone was a bit strange.Little Chris didn't care about it, so he wrote down the number and ran to find the phone.After finally notifying Lorraine Wrights, he told about the vampire hunting and killing wizards on the streets of London, and made a confession with him.After hanging up the phone, Little Chris mustered up the courage to walk into the alley, and then...

Exclaimed, fainted.

Of course, little Chris wasn't really dizzy, he just conscientiously interpreted the reactions of a weak little boy who stumbled across the murder scene.While self-hypnotizing that there is nothing here, he tried his best to pretend to be dizzy. After lying on the ground tremblingly for more than half an hour, no one passed by. Little Chris, who was thinking about it, opened his eyes, slowly got up and followed the fastest Speed ​​rushed out of the alley and ran to call the police.

A bizarre murder occurred on the streets of London. The first person to be discovered was a child who had just turned 12 years old.

The incident shocked London.Because the body that was found lying down in the alley was too weird.The cause of death is common excessive blood loss, but this "excessive" refers to almost no blood left, and there is only one wound on his whole body, which is the two small holes like tooth marks.

As a matter of course, little Chris was invited to the police station to drink coffee. At this time, the British policemen were not badly educated. Seeing that he was a child, he was not given coffee, but fruit juice and milk instead.It was the first time he came to the police station. Little Chris was quite curious. He wanted to look around but couldn’t. There was no reason for the child who was frightened by the corpse to recover so quickly. To be honest, he really didn’t recover. When he saw the juice and Milk is disgusting.

Now, anything liquid that reminded him of a dead body turned his stomach.Or, to be more precise, everything that could be eaten in the same way as drinking would make him uncomfortable reflexively.But seeing other people drinking coffee, little Chris thought of the famous ICAC coffee.It suddenly occurred to me that the Hong Kong Independent Commission Against Corruption seemed to be established last year, and I don't know how many corrupt officials will suffer.

75 Headless Murder

On the surface, the police uncles are all good people. They have a gentle attitude towards little Chris and patiently ask him about his specific situation.Little Chris sneered in his heart, but with a look of shock on his face, he slowly answered the police's questioning one by one.But little Chris underestimated the abilities of these police officers. It is not unusual for those who do this job to have more knowledge than ordinary people.One of the two policemen who took notes for Little Chris was an experienced old criminal policeman. Looking at Little Chris, he knew that things were definitely not simple.

"Why did you appear there? Aren't children supposed to be with their parents and family members on Christmas night?" The experienced policeman asked questions to rule out the other party's suspicion.

"I ran away from home." Little Chris curled his lips and turned his head away from the two policemen opposite.The policeman who asked him seemed a bit difficult to deal with, and the young policeman who had been immersed in taking notes hadn't said a word so far, and he didn't even look up at himself in the process, completely ignorant of the depth of the other party.

"Why?" The police didn't let Chris go, and continued to investigate.

"Because, because..." Little Chris bit his lower lip, finally made up his mind, and said, "I quarreled with my family and ran out in a fit of anger."

"where is your house?"

"I live temporarily... I forgot." Little Chris looked at the policeman in confusion.

After a brief silence, the police continued to ask: "Who is in the house?"

"Uh...uncle, and his...cousins, probably. I don't know much about them, and I usually call them uncles." Little Chris frowned, and suddenly remembered that Wrights himself was indeed very mysterious. Especially Lorraine and Enlek felt weird to him. Fly quietly went to investigate the affairs of the two of them, but there was nothing.These two are literally made of enigmas.The only information little Chris could get was that Lettus was originally a loyal servant of Rowena Ravenclaw, and he was willing to swear eternal allegiance to his master for the fate of all his descendants.

Little Chris was quite moved by this. Thinking of the social outlook of that era, even in that era, people who can be as loyal as this are very rare.

Little Chris was very curious as to what secrets Wrights was hiding.However, since the other party has nothing to do with him, it is not easy for little Chris to explore, but just keep the problem in mind, and pay attention to it if there is a chance.

"By the way, my uncles are Lorraine Wrights and Enlec Wrights." Little Chris deliberately didn't say his false identity name at the beginning, and used his name in the wizarding world, lest hearing Wrights' surname would cause unexpected problems .

Since the Wrights family dared to do black work like smuggling, they must have a lot of influence in the underworld and the white world. It would be no fun if the two policemen couldn't avoid asking him serious questions.Out of various considerations, it was only at this time that Little Chris revealed his real fake identity name.

"My name is Christian Samuel Mettley, also Christian Samuel Mettley Ravenclaw Wrights."

With such a long list of names, it is impossible to tell who it is just by a few surnames.The lengthy name made the two police officers who took the notes pause, thinking about what such a long list of names represented.These days, no one would normally use the naming rules of centuries ago, usually only one first name and one last name, and the real name the child said now sounds a lot like a medieval European aristocratic name.But it seems strange that there are only surnames, and the personal name is placed first.

So... the name is really just a simple addition of more than one middle name?

As for the surname Wrights...it feels very familiar.

"We'll contact your family to pick you up." The senior policeman temporarily left the torture room, probably ordering someone to contact Leites.

Only little Chris and the young policeman were left in the torture room. Little Chris was sucking the fruit juice boredly, but the young policeman who was still buried in writing suddenly opened his mouth and almost made him spit it out.

"The murderer is a vampire?"

"Cough cough...cough!" Little Chris was choked and coughed violently. The young policeman finally raised his head.

"Looking at the tooth marks and the characteristics of the corpse, the murderer should be a vampire. Was there anyone else around when you arrived at the scene?"

"No." Little Chris shook his head to conceal the existence of Voldemort.

"You're lying." Unexpectedly, the young policeman bluntly said, "Although the preliminary search results at the scene did not show it, your testimony and eyes tell me that you did not arrive at the scene alone." The young policeman looked at little Chris, somewhat The slight sense of oppression made little Chris in a trance. "Judging from the situation at the scene, the murderer left after committing the crime without leaving any traces. When you arrived at the scene, you first stood at the entrance of the alley, stopped in your footsteps, and then fainted on the ground. When you woke up, go to the police. No Is it right to be close to the corpse?"

Little Chris nodded.

"This is what is unreasonable. Even if the corpse can be judged as dead at a glance, people usually subconsciously approach the corpse to confirm it due to curiosity. Not approaching the corpse, but at a certain distance Do you think it's a dead body?"

"Huh?" Little Chris was taken aback when he heard that.

"So there are two possibilities. One, you are the murderer or an accomplice, and you knew in advance that it was a corpse; two, there was someone beside you at the time, and he had already gone to confirm the death of the other party."

In a trance, little Chris felt that he had traveled to Conan.

"It's a pity that the current level of technology is not enough to conduct a more in-depth on-site search and identification of physical evidence. We can only hope that there will be new clues from the forensic doctor." The young policeman sighed and continued to interrogate, "If we don't tell the truth, we can Sue you for perjury. That will be punished."

Little Chris finally regained his ability to speak, "I just turned 12 this year, so I don't need to pay legal responsibility."

"But in fact, you know what you are doing and what the consequences of your actions will be. The judge will consider it as appropriate and determine your crime."

"I have the right to remain silent." Little Chris was silent.

"Actually, it's normal for timid people or the appearance of the corpse to be judged by others. Instead of approaching the corpse, it's normal to back away. The corpse you found looked different from normal people at first glance. The strange posture, The shriveled body, anyone who saw it at first glance would think it was a dead body. Your silence is telling me that there was indeed a second person at the scene."

Was put together.

Little Chris was deeply remorseful.The young policeman is good at using psychological tactics to deceive people.The bastard didn't wear it, did he?

"Hey, come out." The policeman who had just left pushed open the door and called the young policeman out. Little Chris was annoyed that his reaction was too immature and he didn't care about it.

A few minutes later, two police officers walked in and told Chris Jr. to sign the statement and leave.Little Chris went through the transcript, and unexpectedly found that the conversation between the young policeman and himself was not recorded, and the surprise in his heart was not revealed.When leaving the torture room, the young policeman walked over to little Chris and slipped a note into his hand.

"Chris." Lorraine Wrights appeared in the police station with a cold face, and little Chris suddenly felt a sense of horror.

Thinking about the businesses of Lorraine's family, almost all of them are linked to the underworld business, and people with mysterious backgrounds suddenly appearing in the police station, it will not make people feel harmonious.

"Good day, Uncle Lorraine." Little Chris nodded obediently.

"Come home with me." Lorraine said simply, and the senior policeman next to him who took the notes for Little Chris didn't dare to neglect, and lowered his head slightly to show respect.

"I'm very sorry for the Marquis of Wrights." False respect is a must. People who give you face will also give you face. Senior policemen have rich life experience, not those little policemen who are full of blood but don't understand the world.Little Chris has a title, even if he is a child, even if the so-called nobles in this era are nothing, but a dead camel is bigger than a horse, especially the reputation of Wrights still has a lot of influence here. "However, if there is any progress or we need to testify in court, we will notify you, and hope that you can cooperate."

"No problem." Little Chris nodded.The meaning of what he said is obvious, don't leave London until the case is over, and make sure you can be contacted by the police at any time.

After Little Chris followed Lorraine out of the police station, Lorraine sent him to Voldemort Manor without saying a word.

Outside the gate of Voldemort Manor, little Chris couldn't help but asked Lorraine after all, "That...thank you."

Lorraine paused, then looked down at little Chris: "It's just a small matter."

Lorraine knows that what little Chris is doing has nothing to do with Hogwarts, but he still helps him lie. Little Chris thinks that he should at least say thank you to him. Although Lorraine is cold, he is actually a nice person Bar?The way he looked at little Chris was a bit like the way an elder looks at a younger generation. Little Chris even thought that there was love in it...

Maybe, maybe, Lorraine likes children very much?

Back at the manor, Voldemort was working in the study, Fly and Little Red hadn't returned yet.Little Chris voluntarily went to the study to report to Voldemort.

"Voldy, I left the body with the Muggle police."

Voldemort raised his head from the pile of documents: "Why?" With his hands folded and his chin propped, Voldemort's posture was elegant and charming.

"Although the police are useless, some privileges that can be used are very convenient." Little Chris actually wanted to say, you let me investigate this case alone, and I have no clue except that the murderer may be a blood race. God knows what to do.Instead of relying on the police to ask them to do a basic search to find clues, is it true that Fly should do it?

"But it's a little troublesome." You can't leave London before the case is over, but you know that the case will never be over before the end of the Christmas holiday, and little Chris has to go back to school. It will be a big problem if the police can't find anyone.

The author has something to say: May NO.19 final exam. . On the 20th, I will probably go to Shenzhen for an internship...so. .Recently, it is not easy to update while saving manuscripts. . .It starts in June...God knows if I can update it diligently, I am very tired on duty, and the Universiade is only open for ten days, but we have to go for more than four months...Asshole. .

If you are not calm, ask for comments, collections, and support. Of course, if you feel that the writing is getting worse, please give up this pit as soon as possible. Don’t waste money. It’s not easy to earn a dime... We went to Shenzhen to do security work. , only eight hundred a month?hair!You are too dark at school! ! ! ! !

76 long holiday

"The police asked me to be contacted at any time, and to be able to testify in court. If there is any progress, they may come to me. But I have to go back to school after the holiday..." Little Chris looked down as if he had done something wrong, " So Voldy, can you ask me for a long vacation?"

"Hmph, why should I help you solve the trouble you caused yourself?" Voldemort didn't intend to deal with the "funeral affairs" for little Chris, not to mention that this matter needs to be communicated with Dumbledore. He had already been there once when he came back, and he felt very unhappy.

"Voldy, you can't do this!" Little Chris changed his face in an instant, suspected that Qiong Yao was possessed by the female lead, "I am here to complete the task you gave me, otherwise I would be involved in a murder case if I have nothing to do! The murderer is still a blood clan !" Little Chris amplified the volume without fear of death, with a look of "you, a heartless man, must be responsible to me, or I will make trouble for you, and you will have no peace".

Voldemort had never seen such an expression from little Chris, and was a little disgusted by his resentful expression: "The method is your own choice."

"No, Voldy, you have to help me. I handed over the body to the Muggle police so that they could investigate clues. Bloodlines are creatures that live in the dark. I can neither provoke nor investigate them by myself, but There are many hidden wizards and priests among Muggles. Maybe I will be lucky enough to meet them. Wouldn’t it be better to borrow them to deal with vampires? That way I don’t have to worry about how to deal with the corpse and send it to the Muggle forensic doctor Maybe I can find something else." Little Chris showed a confident and meaningful smile, "More importantly, I have already gained something."

One of the policemen who took notes for Little Chris, the young policeman slipped a note to Little Chris, with his contact information and a sentence written on it:

This case is strange, should we cooperate?Please contact me at your convenience.

"My gut feeling is that this young policeman is not simple."

"Your intuition?" Voldemort sneered, Chris seemed to like to do things by intuition, "You believe it, but I don't."

"Voldy!" Little Chris put on a coquettish and awkward expression, and was about to cry, make trouble, and hang himself, but he met Voldemort's bright red eyes, and immediately gave up this plan.

The other party is the Dark Lord, not your mother, so it's useless to act coquettishly.

Stopping his stupid behavior in time, Little Chris lamented that it was useless. Elaine was controlling his thoughts behind the scenes. Sure enough, there was something...

"Okay, you go to sleep." Voldemort drove little Chris out of the study with cold words, and took out a piece of parchment and began to write a letter.

No matter what he said on the surface, Voldemort would try his best to fulfill little Chris's request.It's just a super long vacation, I believe Dumbledore will not be too unreasonable, and it is indeed dangerous to put Chris in Hogwarts. Voldemort already knew about Elaine, and his guest had given him very good advice.

Let's see who will be the final winner.

The Dark Lord grinned. The wizarding world has been getting more and more interesting lately.I don't know how exciting that old fox Dumbledore's expression was when he finally found out that his enemy was not only himself.

In the wizarding world, various forces gathered, and Voldemort was already planning the first act of the war in the near future.

The situation became more and more complicated, but little Chris didn't seem to notice it, and was still living a life that he thought was miserable.Voldemort didn't agree to his request yesterday, so little Chris had no choice but to quietly contact the young policeman to get help from him.

When he came to the agreed place, a small restaurant, Little Chris saw the date at a glance when he stood at the door.

I didn't notice it when I was at the police station, but today I saw this young policeman sitting among ordinary people, wearing a dark gray suit, he was really eye-catching.

The temperament is very unique!

"Hello." Little Chris walked over to say hello.

"Hello." The young policeman raised his head and smiled, signaling little Chris to sit down. "You can call me Hall."

Little Chris thought of an anime-Howl's Moving Castle.

"Hi, please call me Chris."

At this time, the waiter came over to ask the needs of the guests. Little Chris, who was inexperienced, ordered a cup of coffee very conventionally.

"Kids don't like coffee," Hall said.

"Hey, I don't know what to order."

"I'll pay the bill, you're welcome." Hall took out a notebook with a black cover, "Let's talk about business."

"No, I have a few questions before this, and I don't know if Hall is willing to answer them." It is necessary to test the other party before he extracts more information from him, otherwise little Chris will not suffer.

"Of course." The ambiguous answer seems to be the favorite of the British, and the phrase "of course" is also a common expression when they pretend to be thirteen.

"If it's inconvenient, you don't have to answer." Little Chris vaccinated Hall, which is to win the favor of the other party. "Why is there no conversation between you and me in yesterday's transcript?"

"There must be more than two investigators present during the interrogation. The conversation between me and you is not an interrogation."

Stealing the beam and changing the post, stealing the dragon and turning the phoenix, making strong words.Little Chris complained silently in his heart. He is not an idiot. It is true that at least two policemen are required to be present during the interrogation, but conversely, an interrogation with only one policeman present is not an interrogation.These two are not logically necessary and sufficient conditions for each other, and cannot be equivalent, and they can be deduced forward and backward.

"Then... why did you slip me a note and let me contact you privately? Aren't you a policeman? It's against the rules to do so." Little Chris guessed that Hall's identity must be more than just an ordinary policeman. According to common sense in the novel, maybe the person he meets is someone from the Holy See.

"Hey, just keep them from knowing." Hall looked slightly embarrassed, "You have hidden a lot of things because it is inconvenient to tell the police. Since it is something that cannot be told to the police, I can only ask you in another capacity. "

"I have to say, your reasoning sounds correct, but where did I hide it?" Little Chris planned to hold on, testing whether Hall was lying to him.

Hall picked up the cup and took a sip. Little Chris noticed that there was a transparent liquid in it, which looked like boiled water?

"You concealed the other people who were present when the body was discovered, or you were not the first person to discover it at all."

"Nonsense! I didn't hide it, I was the first to find the body." Little Chris glared at Hall, pretending to be innocent and tender.

"According to the preliminary autopsy results of the forensic doctor, the time of death of the body was around 24 o'clock in the evening on December 42. The next day was Christmas, and there were no people shopping on the street, but there were residential houses near the scene, and it was impossible for the nearby residents to stay away all day. Going out, the alley through my investigation is a shortcut, and many people will pass there. From [-] am on Christmas Eve to [-]:[-] pm the next day, the probability of no one passing there is infinitely close to [-]%. One of them. You are the first to discover it, which is unreasonable."

"But it's not impossible, as you said, infinitely close to one percent."

"There is a one percent possibility, which is also the greatest possibility, that someone passed by and found the body, and then made special treatment on the scene to prevent others from discovering it."

Little Chris pondered Hall's words over and over again, feeling something was wrong no matter what.

"Logically...that's right." But it still feels a bit far-fetched.

"On Christmas, a 12-year-old child ran away from home, followed by a dead body found far away from home, and called the police. A series of coincidences is likely to be deliberately designed. I was also one of the attendants when the police rushed to the scene , The corpse has traces of being turned over. But according to your testimony, you immediately judged that it was a dead person after seeing the corpse, and passed out. You are afraid of the corpse, so you can’t turn over the corpse.”

"No, my memory is wrong. I was close to the corpse, I touched it, and I didn't faint until I found out that the man was dead."

"Then where did you faint? According to your testimony, you fainted at the entrance of the alley."

"It's because I remembered it wrong." Little Chris was very depressed, why is this so powerful! "I was horrified by the body and don't remember exactly what happened."

"I lied to you." Hall's sudden words confused little Chris.

"what?"

"I can't see whether the body has been turned over or not. Maybe the forensic doctor's autopsy will find it."

asshole!

Little Chris had the urge to flip the table.He was indeed too tender, and he was tricked by this guy again.

"I really can't remember. I don't know if I have touched the corpse." Little Chris still insisted, refusing to admit it.

The waiter brought coffee, and Hall took a sip of water to collect his thoughts.

"You don't dare." Hall said, "You are afraid of the corpse. After we arrived at the scene, you have never approached the alley again, and you have not glanced at the alley once. It is a manifestation of evasion, and the reason is fear or guilt. Personally think The former is more likely."

This thing is really worn.Little Chris burst into tears.

"In this case, can I ask your purpose? Say these words to me?"

"My goal is to catch the murderer." Hall's answer sounded like a hot-blooded young man, but his expression was expressionless when he spoke.Except for Hall's smile at the beginning, little Chris really didn't see any other expressions on him.

"It's definitely more than that." Little Chris straightened his back, trying to make himself appear taller, he hated the feeling of the other party's eyes looking at him from above.

"Of course, but I can't tell you."

"Insincere guy." Little Chris curled his lips, "You are not honest, I don't trust you, and I won't tell you anything!" Little Chris put on an arrogant posture, innocent and naive, making people speechless, if Voldemort Or if Fly or Narcissa, Snape and others saw it, they would definitely want to beat him to death immediately.What they hate the most is the hypocrisy of little Chris.

"The murderer is a vampire." Hall threw out the bait.

"How do you want to cooperate?" Little Chris's eyes sharpened suddenly, and he subconsciously became vigilant.

Hall smiled again.

77 Collaboration with Hall

"Tell me everything you know. Let's catch the murderer together." Hall succinctly explained the content and method of their cooperation.

"It seems that I don't get any benefits. I provide you with information, and I have to go with you to catch the murderer. It's a vampire, such a dangerous creature. What do you think I, a 12-year-old kid, have the ability to do? Is he right?" In fact, this cooperation is very suitable for young Chris, he only needs to provide some of the information he already knows, and Hall will go with him to catch the murderer. Just don't take part in the hunt.Throw all the head-on confrontation with the blood to Hall, and believe that the other party is capable of handling it.Judging by Hall's calm appearance, he must have a lot of bargaining chips.

"What do you want?" Hall asked generously.

"Promise me three things." The bloody thing came, and little Chris imitated the favorite exchange conditions in various novels and forced the other party to promise himself three things. This is a guaranteed business, "In your Within the scope of ability, it must be completed.”

"Of course." Another ambiguous answer.

"I want to answer in the affirmative."

"it is good."

"But the premise is that you won't tell a third person about our cooperation." The confidentiality agreement is a must, but little Chris doesn't intend to let himself abide by it, at least he can't hide it when Voldemort asks, otherwise God knows what is waiting for him Cruciatus or whatever.And Fly, well, he's not human.

"No problem." Hall knew that he was the only person constrained by the premise proposed by Little Chris, but he still agreed. This is obviously a conspiracy, right? "What three things am I going to do?"

"Ah, I haven't thought about this for now. I'll tell you when I think about it later."

"Then, happy cooperation." Hall stretched out his right hand, and Little Chris held his hand with a pure smile.

The new cooperative relationship was formally established, and little Chris began to secretly weave half-truths and half-false information in his heart. Hall is extremely difficult. It is definitely more difficult to deceive him than to deceive Voldemort, and he will deceive himself to obtain information. Very difficult to deal with.

"I'll start by saying everything I know."

"Yeah." Hall nodded and waited for Little Chris's next words.

Speaking of which, don't the two of them feel that just talking about this in a restaurant...is not safe?These are secrets.

Little Chris scanned the store for a week, and suddenly discovered this problem. However, due to Hall's unknown identity, he could not risk using magic. It was estimated that Hall might not take any measures to hide his strength. Chi Guoguo's exposure to chat about confidential issues in public?

"Suddenly remembered, we're just talking about this here, wouldn't it be unsafe?"

Hall looked around, and there was no one sitting near their table.

"It doesn't matter, even if it is heard by someone who cares. Besides, there are ordinary people here."

"I mean, I will be overheard. Well, what if someone watches me?" Little Chris was always on guard against Dumbledore or Voldemort, and the things that Voldy could know had to be screened and rearranged by him .

"No." Hall's tone was firm, "Our cooperation matters are of no use value to others." Hall's frankness made little Chris feel incredible. The so-called no use value, little Chris thought about it, yes, even if he knew No one else can do anything.Except for the murderer himself, but the blood race is so proud, the most likely reaction after knowing it is to come and kill the two of them, which is equivalent to the prey hitting the door by itself.

He likes the job of sitting on the sidelines.

If Dumbledore knew about this, that old fox would probably not be nosy, but old Deng was devoted to the cause of defeating the Dark Lord and never gave up.

"Okay, then I'll start talking. The deceased was a dark wizard. I don't know who the first person who found the body was, maybe he was also a dark wizard. Well, do you know anything about the wizarding world?" Little Chris took the opportunity to say goodbye From the other side to collect information.

"Wizard? Someone who uses magic?"

"Ah. There are two groups of wizards. One of them is called the Death Eaters. It's all dark wizards. I think the first person who found the body was a Death Eater. He notified my... er, now The guardian, not Uncle Lorraine, is another person. My guardian took me to the scene, and after he inspected the body, he ordered me to solve the matter."

"What else?" Hall was not satisfied with such a little information.

"The other things are not important. I am alone and can't deal with the corpse, so I thought of calling the police. I met you."

"So my reasoning is correct. Well, what's your contact information?"

"Uh... letter, you can write a letter..." Little Chris didn't know what contact information to leave. The phone number of Leites's house would definitely not work. There is no need to let them know more about this matter. Be despised by the other party. "Hey, actually I don't have any contact information, and I have to go back to school after the holiday. My school is a boarding school, and it's a bit far from London, so I might not be able to come back." In fact, little Chris hasn't figured out Hogg until now. Where Woz is, it is said to be in another space, but he thinks that place is just ignored by others.Different space is not realistic.Everyone knows that Harry Potter's setting for the wizarding world is weak.

It was very difficult to get a few books and notes on space magic and time magic from Gellert Greenwald. Little Chris read them all in half a year. He didn’t understand anything else, but the conclusion was very clear. .Time and space magic in this world is a forbidden area, and no one has studied it in depth for thousands of years.Little Red's explanation is that traveling through time and space is forbidden, and if you must try it, you can only study it yourself.

"Can't the school ask for leave?"

"My guardian disagrees."

"But the police ask that you try not to leave London and be contactable at any time."

"I know. I told him when I went back yesterday, but he didn't agree and refused to talk to the principal." Little Chris was full of grievances.

"Do you need me to communicate with your guardian? Or ask the police to go directly to your school."

"No! No, I mean I'll bring it up to him again."

"Okay. Then let me know after you've settled the matter. If it's really inconvenient, it doesn't matter if you contact me by letter, but the efficiency of the post office may not be high enough."

"Don't worry. We can send letters by owl. Give me your address. If you need to contact me, you can call my uncle and tell him that there is a letter for me. He